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Chapter 137 The showdown between sand and storm!  Tang Monk soul-stealing car Chi Guo

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    Tang Seng fell into the hurricane ocean, while his disciples became fallen leaves after the cold wind, watching helplessly in the air as their master was torn apart by the hurricane.

    Master Huanglong used the black dragon gilt box to summon the hurricane, which was powerful enough to level the mountains and rip the golden rocks into pieces. Master Huanglong knew that Monk Tang would definitely die.

    The hurricane was like a scalpel, directly overturning the roof of Sanqing Hall. Three majestic Sanqing statues stood proudly in the hurricane.

    The laughter of Master Huanglong echoed throughout the ruins of the Sanqing Palace. The majestic statues of Yuanshi Tianzun, Taishang Laojun and Tongtian Cult Leader became insignificant in front of the hurricane demon that swallowed the sky and destroyed the earth.

    Master Huanglong rode on the crane and came to the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun.

    "Master! Back then, you favored Cihang, Manjusri and Samantabhadra. All three of them went to Taoism to become Buddhas and betrayed their masters. Cihang was even more ungrateful. He arranged for Buddhist scriptures and tried to outlaw Taoism in the East. Today, I, Huanglong, kill  The Buddhist scripture collector is dead, Master, have you seen it? I am your most proud disciple! I killed the Buddhist scripture collector!"

    Tang Seng's voice came, "I'm not dead yet! Don't be too busy feeling complacent!"

    Master Huanglong was shocked. He turned around and saw that Tang Monk was calmly tidying up his clothes.

    "How is this possible?" Huanglong's eyes widened and he looked at Tang Seng, "Your Wind-Fixing Pill was obviously destroyed by my hurricane."

    Tang Monk said calmly: "Your hurricane is certainly evil, and my Wind-Fixing Pill has indeed failed. Your evil wind is enough to level the Taihang Mountains, but unfortunately, it still can't blow me!"

    Even Lingji Bodhisattva¡¯s Wind-fixing Pearl cannot stop Master Huanglong¡¯s hurricane.  Master Huanglong really couldn't figure out what method Tang Seng used to survive the critical attack of the hurricane.

    Master Huanglong clenched his fist, and the pearl on the black dragon gilt box shone brightly.

    The violent hurricane roared down towards Tang Seng. Tang Seng stroked the Qiankun Ring. The hurricane changed into the shape of a hundred-foot demon. The ax made of wind shone brightly in the roar, and the wind ax struck down at Tang Seng.

    The moment the hurricane demon's ax hit Tang Monk, the wind ax shattered instantly. The hurricane demon let out a scream and disappeared into ashes.

    Tang Monk said proudly: "Huang Long, your hurricane power is only limited to this."

    The surrounding breeze instantly turned into a strong wind. In the strong wind, the terrifying face of the hurricane demon appeared again. This time, like an octopus, it transformed into thousands of tentacles, grabbed Tang Seng, and began to tear and pull angrily.

    Huang Long said proudly: "Tang Monk, as long as my wind is still breathing, the storm will regenerate in fury!"

    This time, Master Huang Long believed that Tang Seng would definitely be torn into pieces by the hurricane demon.

    However, Master Huanglong soon discovered that no matter how much the hurricane demon tore at him, Tang Monk remained unmoved and his feet were as stable as Mount Tai, standing on the ground.

    Master Huanglong fell into deep self-doubt, "Why is this happening? Does Tang Monk really have the Wind-Fixing Pill that can stop my hurricane? How is this possible? He clearly doesn't have any pills in his hands!"

    Tang Seng stretched himself in front of the hurricane demon, "Oh! I'm a little tired of it. This stupid game should be over!"

    Tang Seng used his ancient strength, grabbed the hurricane demon's tentacles with both arms, and flicked it gently. The hurricane demon screamed and flew out. The hurricane demon roared and hit a nearby hill. The hill was instantly cut into a  sinkhole.

    It turns out that Tang Seng¡¯s Wind-Fixing Pill failed in the face of Huanglong¡¯s hurricane, but he still had the Qiankun Precious Ring.

    There is endless space inside the Qiankun Precious Ring, with tens of thousands of houses and ring spirits, and the oceans and lands are dotted here and there. Therefore, the Universe Precious Ring is heavier than the water of the Three Realms and Four Seas.

    ?? Huanglong Zhenren devoted himself to seclusion, studied spells assiduously, and the hurricane he trained so hard originally thought he could easily kill Tang Seng. However, he did not expect that when facing Tang Seng, his hurricane seemed to have lost its sharpness.

    Tang Monk took out a small yellow box and opened the lid. There was a layer of yellow sand inside.

    "Master Huanglong, your hurricane is really powerful, but I don't know which one is better than my sandstorm?"

    Tang Monk blew out a breath of fairy air, and the yellow sand flew out. In an instant, the yellow sand rolled, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

    The "yellow sand blowing wind" trick was dedicated to Tang Seng by the Yellow Wind Monster. Now, Tang Seng encountered the wind master Huang Long Zhenren in Chechi Kingdom and it came in handy immediately.

    When Master Huanglong saw the strange gust of wind, he did not dare to neglect it. He held the gold-plated black dragon in his hand.The black dragon on the waist let out a low groan, and the pearl beside the dragon's mouth showed a fierce light.

    The gentle breeze of spring, the smoky wind of summer, the golden wind of autumn and the new wind of winter transformed into four tornadoes in front of Zhenren Huanglong, colliding with the sandstorm. The demons of the four winds kissed, fought and fought with the demons of the sand and dust.

    The sandstorm encountered the Four Winds Demon and instantly turned into flying dust. The entire Chechi Kingdom was filled with yellow sand. The screams and screams of the people of the Chechi Kingdom around them, accompanied by the singing of the Storm Demon, seemed like the end of the world was coming.

    At this time, Master Huanglong was completely lost in the ocean of yellow sand and could not see anything clearly.

    Tang Monk thought, "Huang Long wants to go on a killing spree and put the blame on me. These people of Chechi State should not suffer such a disaster. Why not rescue them first?"

    "Soul-stealing!"

    White light flashed, and among the rolling yellow sand, tens of thousands of Chechi people, kings, queens, and forest guards, as well as Hu Li, Yang Li, Lu Li, and Tang Monk's four disciples lying on the ground, all flew into the Qiankun Bao.  Quit the small universe.

    "Ding! The host seizes the soul of the entire Chechi Kingdom, and is rewarded with 50,000 cultivation points! The cultivation level is raised to Taiyi Golden Immortal Three Stars!"

    "The host has soul-stealing tiger power, sheep power, deer power, strength +10!"

    "The Ring Spirits breathe, work, and cultivate immortality in the Qiankun Treasure Ring Any behavior will provide the host with cultivation points. It is recommended to seize more Ring Spirits!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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