Journey to the West: Funeral Mission to the West

This punch was burning, instantly burning up the oxygen in that sky, and the air flow naturally flowed towards the punch.

What the people on the ground saw was a sun burning with scorching flames rushing towards the sky, the surrounding rainwater and strong winds rushed towards Fist Jin like moths rushing towards a flame, and then they were completely burned by the flames above!

But what the people in the sky saw seemed to be a slowly rising—coffin!

"Nimma, help me!"

Immortal Huli shouted: "Tang Sanzang, are you going to rebel?"

Sun Wukong jumped out, picked his ears and said, "500 years ago, I made it, and my master will come again after 500 years, can't it?"

"you!"

Immortal Huli was speechless for a moment!

When Feng Po and the others were about to be pulverized by that punch, a golden light flashed in the sky, and the golden light unfolded like a big sleeve, swept away all the gods and dragon kings of the four seas, and then disappeared out of thin air .

Almost at the same time, the strength of the fist broke through the clouds, and exploded with a bang. The clouds were still densely covered at the first moment, but the mushroom cloud rose to the sky at the next moment, blasting the entire cloud layer to pieces, and finally dissipated between the sky and the earth.

Looking at the blue sky, Immortal Huli, Immortal Luli, Immortal Yangli and King Chechi were all dumbfounded.

They have seen those who call for wind and rain, and those who disperse dark clouds, but this is the first time they have seen such violence.

"Hey, didn't you ask for rain? Where's the rain?"

A voice came.

Everyone heard the sound and looked, only to see the head outside Tang San's funeral was looking at them, all of them trembled suddenly, subconsciously dodged back, for fear that the bald man would punch them.

Great Immortal Huli was also very knowledgeable, and quickly said: "I didn't ask for it, it's the turn of the eminent monk."

After finishing speaking, Great Immortal Hu Li hurriedly got off the altar and stood in the distance, with a respectful expression on his face, as if he saw the patriarch.

Of course, he had more of a feeling of seeing Lord Yan...

"Eminent monk, since the teacher of the state failed to pray for rain, please ask the eminent monk to do the same and send down the rain." The king of Che Chi, as if changing his face in a Sichuan opera, stood by the three great immortals a moment ago, and now he has come to the side of Tang Sanbu respectfully , with that smile on his face, he almost brought tea and water to Tang Sanzan.

Tang Sanzan laughed loudly and said, "Pray for rain...hahahaha...pray for rain!"

"Yes, please ask the eminent monk to pray for rain." King Che Chi pleaded.

Tang Sanzan looked at the altar, then strode up to it.

Sun Wukong hurriedly followed, and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you know how to pray for rain?"

Tang Sanzan rolled his eyes and said: "I know a hammer, I only know how to hit people!"

Monkey King was dumbfounded: "Then you are?"

Tang Sanzan hehe said: "Look, I've won."

Sun Wukong looked puzzled.

Tang San was buried on the altar, standing with his hands on his hips, facing the crowd, and shouted: "You are watching, the poor monk is asking for rain!"

They have all seen the strength of Tang Sanzan, and they are all impressed by his strength. No one dares to make mistakes or be disrespectful.

Immortal Huli also whispered: "If such a master asks for rain, I don't know what it will be like."

Immortal Luli and Immortal Yangli also had expressions of hope on their faces.

The King of Che Chi State said: "If such an eminent monk can stay in our Che Chi State, it will not be a dream for our Che Chi State to catch up with Datang?"

While everyone was waiting to see, Tang Sanzan took a deep breath.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Tang Sanzan, wanting to see how the master can summon the wind and rain!

&ui! "

Tang Sanzan spat out a mouthful of saliva, and with a slap, the saliva fell to the ground.

Tang Sanzan sighed under everyone's astonished eyes: "The poor monk is really not good at begging for rain. It took me a long time, just such a drop..."

When everyone heard this, their faces immediately turned black!

Damn, is this praying for rain?This tm is just spitting, okay?

Immortal Yang Li couldn't bear his violent temper at once: "Is this also called begging for rain?"

Tang Sanzan looked at him as a matter of course and said: "I screamed as I said, you didn't ask for a drop, I asked for a drop, little fat sheep, who do you think will win this game?"

Immortal Yang Li really wanted to say, it was a draw, or they won, but seeing Tang Sanzan condescending, rubbing his fists, and threatening eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"Speak up, little sheep, tell me, who will win!"

Tang Sanzan asked word by word, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Immortal Yang Li had a feeling that if he didn't say a word that the bald man was satisfied with, he might be beaten to death!

So Yangli Daxian shouted: "You have won, you have won!"

Tang Sanzan nodded in satisfaction and said: "Everyone has seen that the poor monk begged for rain based on his ability, and they voluntarily surrendered. Hey... To be honest, the poor monk is really not good at begging for rain. .It’s just that I didn’t expect that this could win..."

After finishing speaking, this guy walked down unsteadily regardless of the blank eyes below.

Back on the ground, Tang Sanzan looked at Immortal Huli and the others and said, "As agreed before, after the competition to pray for rain, let's compete with fists and kicks. Master against master, apprentice against apprentice, it's almost time for lunch, let's Don't waste time, hurry up, everyone, let's go together!"

"Master's oil is hot!" Sha Wujing reminded.

Hearing this, Immortal Huli, Immortal Luli, and Immortal Yangli couldn't help but tremble, and said to themselves, "Damn, this bald man is determined to make us the main course of lunch! "

Fortunately, Great Immortal Lu Li Ji Ling hurriedly said: "It's not over yet, how about a match, two wins out of three!"

Immortal Hu Li and Immortal Yang Li immediately responded, "Yes, two wins out of three!"

Tang Sanzun narrowed his eyes, feeling a little upset.

After all, King Che Chi had a good relationship with the three great immortals, so he said, "Eminent Monk, how about a competition? How can one win or lose? Three times are exactly..."

The grand master also said: "Eminent monk, it is reasonable to win two out of three rounds."

Tang Sanzan looked at the grand master and said, "Just because you are pleasing to the eye, okay, let's win two out of three rounds. You three, what are you going to compete with?"

Tang Sanzan sat back lazily, and Sha Wujing set up the chair first. He sat upright, raised his legs, waved his hand, and Sha Wujing had already handed over a handful of melon seeds.

Tang Sanzan was eating melon seeds, looking at the three trembling masters in front of him, waiting for the next sentence.

At the same time, Heaven.