The heavens play: everyone has a system

A long river of sword light appeared, and after a flash of light, it flew towards the king with yellow eyebrows.

"what?"

The Yellow-Browed King couldn't dodge at all, so he had to take out the race bag.

"receive!"

All Jianguang were included in the ethnographic bag.

But those are just simple sword qi, and to those hiding in the dark, they are just derivatives of swords.

is nearly endless!

In less than two breaths, the long river of sword energy reappeared.

The Yellow-Browed King had no choice but to keep the human race bag suspended above his head.

"You hide your head and show your tail, show yourself if you have the ability!"

The palace was full of sword energy, and the king with yellow eyebrows didn't dare to move around at all.

wow~
The long river of sword energy condensed, gradually forming the appearance of a person.

It's just that the figure is blurred and it's hard to see the face clearly.

"So what if I show up?"

A deep voice came from the figure.

The Yellow-Browed King showed a hint of sarcasm.

"receive!"

The race bag flew high and headed towards the figure.

At the same time, a piece of paper was exposed from Fujino Anko's delicate sleeve.

A black sword is drawn on the paper, full of sword spirit.

"go with!"

After drinking it lightly, the ink sword flew out of the paper, and turned into a giant sword nearly five meters long in half a breath.

"Boom~"

The giant sword slashed on King Huangmei's mace, and a powerful aftermath erupted.

In the sky, the figure transformed from the sword was not sucked in for a while, but was in a stalemate with the human race bag.

Now, both the golden bowl and the human race bag were used, and Fujino Xing manipulated the giant sword to draw with the Yellow Eyebrow King for a while.

In the golden bowl, Roy is still digging holes, but unfortunately the effect is minimal.

This stalemate didn't last long. After all, the figures in the sky did not escape the engulfment of the human race bag, and were completely sucked into it.

The situation took a turn for the worse, the Yellow-browed King grinned, and raised his hand to recall the human race bag.

"Haha, let me see who else can save you!"

The human race bag put the giant sword in, and the king with yellow eyebrows came to Fujino Xing in a few steps, and waved the mace in his hand.

Fujino Anko couldn't dodge in her dress, so she could only jump aside.

But it was of no use, the wind pressure of the mace made a turn in the air, and followed behind Fujino Anko.

"Zheng-"

There was a clash of gold and iron, and a sword with a jade pendant blocked the mace.

The sword energy erupted, shaking the Yellow-Browed King back again and again.

In an instant, a man with white hair and a childlike face appeared in front of the sword, gently holding the hilt with a clean hand, while the other hand grabbed Fujino Anko.

"go!"

The sword light was dazzling, and the two figures disappeared completely.

The Yellow-Browed King lowered his arms covering his eyes, his expression solemn.

"So fast!"

Roy heard no movement outside and stopped moving.

"Is Fujino Anko dead?"

Roy didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't think of any means Fujino Xing had to deal with the king with yellow eyebrows.

The Yellow-Browed King pondered for a while, put away the golden bowl, and released Roy.

"Tang Seng, come and take a good look, who exactly do you like?"

Roy blinked, and it took a while to see the figure not far away.

A snow-white fox corpse was lying on the ground, with blood flowing all around.

"how can that be?"

Roy made a sound of panic in cooperation, although under his piercing eyes, what was lying on the ground was just a broken teacup.

"Humph!"

The Yellow-Browed King still looked like a prince offering sacrifices to the race. He looked at Roy with disdain, and said slowly:
"I am the prince of Ji Sai, and I came to get rid of the monster when I heard that the Daughter Country was disturbed by monsters.

Who would have thought that your generation of eminent monks would be bewitched by monsters and want to marry her.

It really insults the status of a monk! "

Roy rolled his eyes in his heart. The yellow-browed king was quite attractive, but he still had an unbelievable look on his face.

"How could my Lin'er be a monster? It's impossible."

The Yellow-Browed King lifted Roy up and shouted at Roy:

"Let's face it, this is the beauty you fall in love with in half a day!"

The king with yellow eyebrows looked at Roy's handsome face, and felt the urge to tear Roy to pieces.

But he can't do that!

Moreover, Roy had to be well escorted so that Roy could leave the country safely.

"Think about it!"

Leaving those words behind, the Yellow-Browed King strode away, looking like a messenger of justice.

Roy fell to the ground with a decadent expression on his face.

"It looks like Fujino Anko probably escaped.

Although he failed to kill the Yellow Eyebrow King, it was not a loss to know his role.

Most importantly, my identity was not exposed.

Rather, it strengthened Tang Seng's authenticity.

After all, the king with yellow eyebrows would not believe his eyes. "

After being sad for a long time, Roy slowly got up, dragged his tired body and walked outside the palace.

The Yellow-Browed King hid in the dark, and he was relieved when he saw Roy go back on the road.

At the same time, on the clouds in the sky, five Bodhisattvas gathered together and looked at the Yellow-browed King.

Manjushri smiled and said:
"It's also thanks to this goblin, otherwise we wouldn't be able to make a move."

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded:
"That's right, I just don't know who the sword fairy who rescued that woman is, I don't have the slightest impression."

Samantabhadra looked at it for a while, then laughed silently.

"The golden bowl and bag look familiar. This weasel must be the boy of Senior Brother Maitreya."

The old mother of Li Shan on the side was slightly taken aback, and looked at the Bodhisattva next to her:
"Sister Puling, why do you have time to go down the mountain?"

Puring Bodhisattva smiled helplessly:
"My mount sneaked down the mountain at some point, and I'm looking for it."

Li Shan's old mother froze for a moment again, and closed her mouth wisely.

"Okay, everyone go away.

In fact, I only need to take care of Tang Seng. "

Li Shan's old mother covered her mouth and smiled lightly:

"Everyone is tired of staying on the mountain. How could they let go of such a good opportunity to go down the mountain?"

The rest of the bodhisattvas also laughed lightly.

……

Roy was walking in the mountains, his stomach was already making sounds.

I was too involved in the show when I left, and forgot to bring some food, so now I have to be hungry.

But what Roy cares about now is not this, but his next catastrophe.

Flame Mountain!
It is impossible for Roy who cannot reveal his strength for the time being.

And Roy couldn't ask Sun Wukong to borrow the banana fan.

This is a dead end.

"How about releasing Tang Seng temporarily?"

Roy pondered carefully, his plan was still in progress, and it would be beneficial to him to release Tang Seng for a short time.

In this case, let the real Tang monk face the Bodhisattva, and Roy only needs to replace him after that.

Of course, Tang Seng must be prevented from betraying himself.

In the dark space, Tang Seng sat cross-legged, chanting scriptures silently.

A huge head appeared in the dark space, looking down at Tang Seng.

"After seeing the image I sent you, do you have any thoughts?"

During this period of time, Roy has been letting Tang Seng watch everything he has experienced, just like a live broadcast for Tang Seng.

"The heart of the poor monk has become stronger!"

Tang Seng said lightly.

"That's good!

Next I need you to do something that only you can do. "

Tang Seng still had that indifferent look:

"I won't help you!"

Roy smiled strangely:
"No, not only will you help me, but you will do it well!"