Suddenly, Monkey King hugged Ye Chen tightly from behind Ye Chen.
"You want to hurt my master! Pass me first!" Suppressing the pain in his back and spine, Monkey King gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
"Wukong! Hold him down!" Tang Seng took out a string of Buddhist beads from his waist with a loud roar.
Holding the Buddhist beads in his right hand, standing upright in front of him with his left hand, he murmured the Buddhist scriptures.
"Old monk! What are you doing!" Ye Chen would never have guessed that Monkey King, whose spine was broken by himself, could still act. Just when he was about to struggle to break free from the shackles of Monkey King.
The scriptures muttered in Tang Seng's mouth seemed to be like a curse, and he began to move closer to Ye Chen.
Feel something wrong around the body! Ye Chen was also polite, and released all the devilish energy, which flowed like knives and drew scars one after another on Monkey King's body.
But even so, Monkey King's clenched hands still showed no sign of letting go.
The scriptures blocked Ye Chen's eyes, nose and mouth like an earthworm. Slowly, the magic energy released by Ye Chen didn't seem to be particularly powerful.
"You! What did you do to me!" Ye Chen's roar was squeezed out of his throat with difficulty.
"It's nothing, it's just a simple sutra of suppressing demons from my Buddhist family." Tang Seng said softly, but the movements of his hands never stopped.
The scriptures covered Ye Chen's body like a tide, and slowly, the demon seeds in Ye Chen's body became obviously tired.
"Hehe, in order to suppress my demon clan, he has come up with endless means, but it doesn't matter, since you can't drive me to extinction, sooner or later, my demon clan will definitely come back.
When the time comes, you and the Tathagata, and your so-called Buddhist disciples, wash your necks one by one, and wait for me to take your heads. "
After leaving a wicked smile, Ye Chen's eyes slowly closed as the scriptures covered him.
"Huh, Wukong, you can let go, it's all right." Tang Seng waved his hands profusely and said softly.
The half-believing Monkey King let go of his arm, and seeing Tang Seng's weak appearance, he hurried forward.
"Master, are you okay?"
He waved his hand to indicate that the problem is not big.
After taking several breaths, Tang Seng came back to his senses.
"How can there be such a terrifying existence in Ye Chen's body? If I hadn't just studied a little bit of the Suppressing Demon Sutra, I'm afraid he will adapt to Ye Chen's body.
At that time, even if Guanyin Bodhisattva came, he would not be able to save Ye Chen. He could only raise his hand to shake and kill. "
Hearing this, Sun Wukong turned his attention to the sleepy Ye Chen, and he never imagined how there could be such a monster in Ye Chen's body. Fortunately, Tang Seng has the means to punish the demons.
Otherwise, Sun Wukong really doesn't know what to do.
Having lived for such a long time, the demon seed in Ye Chen's body is the second existence that makes his scalp tingle and cannot be shaken. The first one is the Tathagata of the West.
"What on earth is this guy coming from?" Seeing Ye Chen's green and ignorant face, Monkey King had an indescribable feeling in his heart for a while.
Wow, there was a strange noise on the surface of the water, Zhu Bajie slowly climbed up from the water with the support of Monk Sha.
"Grandma's, Xiaoye, this stinky brat, really hit me hard. My old pig has at least three broken ribs." He spat out.
Zhu Bajie said cursingly, clutching his chest.
Looking at the scene in front of him, it seems that things have settled down. (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com