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Chapter 223 Servants of the Fire Demon!  Li Wentao hunted Tang Monk

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    Samadhi True Fire is Red Boy's special skill. Tang Monk naturally knows the power of Samadhi True Fire. The fire dragon of Samadhi True Fire swallowed up the incense cart and burned the camel to death.

    The Taoist priest laughed wildly and waved the flaming sword in his hand. Every grain of sand around him was burning and burning.

    Originally, in Tang Seng¡¯s plan, he would encounter two powerful enemies, the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess, in the Flame Mountain. Unexpectedly, an ordinary-looking Taoist priest appeared here, and his magic power seemed to be quite high.

    Could it be that the man in front of me is the powerful Demon Lord, the Blue Poet?  Poet Blue once appeared in the Flame Mountain, and Tang Monk has always been wary of Poet Blue.

    But the problem is that this Taoist priest claims to have been waiting for Sun Wukong for five hundred years in the Flame Mountain. Poet Lan cannot have the patience.

    Tang Monk and his disciples were all engulfed by the Samadhi True Fire. Sun Wukong rolled on the ground, Zhu Bajie's belly caught fire, and Sha Monk and Little White Dragon were also trapped by the flames.

    Summon the Nazgul!

    Sun Wukong, Sha Monk, Little White Dragon and Zhu Bajie were all sent back to the small universe of Qiankun Bajie by Tang Monk. They were sent to the hot springs of Qiankun Yulu, and the Samadhi True Fire on their bodies was extinguished.

    The Taoist priest under the flames of the Flame Mountain soared into the sky and saw Sun Wukong and others disappearing. He was shocked and glared at Tang Monk in the sea of ????fire.

    The true fire of Samadhi climbed onto the brocade cassock. The black jade, blue diamond, purple jade, red agate, cat's eye stone, etc. on the brocade cassock flickered for a while, temporarily repelling the true fire of Samadhi.

    But the temperature of the flames was unbearable for Tang Seng, so he had no choice but to fly into the clouds and mist.

    The Taoist priest cursed: "Monk! Sun Wukong is my enemy, and so are you! I heard that you went to the West to learn scriptures and killed the Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and the Green Bull Spirit! I must kill you today to avenge them!"

    Tang Monk couldn't help but frown, guessing the origin of the Taoist priest.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Golden horn, with ¡°Golden Horn,¡± ¡° Silver Horn¡± and ¡°Green Bull Spirit¡±.

    Could it be that Xuandu and Taishang Laojun sent their disciples to assassinate the Buddhist monks?  Thinking of this, Tang Seng couldn't help but become alert.

    "You claim to be a friend of Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and Green Ox Spirit. Could it be that you are from Tushita Palace?"

    The sword in the Taoist priest's hand was swaying with fire, and he looked up at the sky.

    "Yes, I was once a servant of the Tusita Palace, Li Wentao. At that time, I was responsible for guarding the Bagua furnace in the Tusita Palace. Usually the silver horn was responsible for helping Laojun and refining elixirs, and the golden horn was responsible for helping Laojun and refining magic weapons.  , my task is to clean the Bagua furnace."

    "Every day I am responsible for cleaning up the dregs of the Bagua furnace and wiping it clean. Sometimes, I go to the cowshed to help Yinjiao, clean the cowshed and chat with Qingniu."

    "Although I am just a servant, I am satisfied to be able to listen to the teachings of the Supreme Lord at a close distance. In Tushita Palace, I can even see the beautiful Li Zhenying, who is Li Jing's daughter and Nezha's daughter.  Sister. Just looking at her makes me feel that my life has not been in vain."

    When Li Zhenying was mentioned, Li Wentao's eyes flashed with hope.  However, the light of hope was quickly drowned in anger.

    The Taoist from Dousita Palace appeared in the Flame Mountain, and Tang Monk immediately understood.

    "Later, Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace and was imprisoned in the Bagua furnace. He kicked over the Bagua furnace. You were punished to the lower world, right?"

    The anger in Li Wentao's eyes was burning like the sword in his hand.

    "That's right! Sun Wukong caused me misfortune. I was originally from the Tushita Palace, but because of Sun Monkey, I was demoted to the lower realm and became the land lord of the Flame Mountain. In this way, my bright future was ruined in this cursed place.  !¡±

    "The Flame Mountain was formed when the red-hot bricks from the Bagua furnace were smashed here. It has a radius of 800 miles and is unbearably hot. Under the cursed land, there are volcanic magma everywhere. I work on the land here every day.  I have to endure the scorching heat of the true fire of Samadhi.¡±

    Li Wentao¡¯s sword, the desert, the dunes, the rocks, and the dry rivers were all burning with Samadhi True Fire. Even his eyes were splashing with Samadhi True Fire.

    A ball of Samadhi True Fire rushed towards Tang Monk on the clouds in the sky. Tang Monk made a somersault to dodge, and the clouds were instantly submerged by the Samadhi True Fire.

    Tang Monk stroked the Qiankun Ring and said, "Li Wentao, it's just the real fire of Samadhi. It's impossible to win against me!"

    Tang Seng once fought against Red Boy in the Withered Pine Stream. Red Boy failed to defeat Tang Seng even though he was possessed by the true fire of Samadhi.

    Since Hong Haier became a Ring Spirit, Tang Seng has become even more familiar with the True Fire of Samadhi.

    Now facing Li Wentao¡¯s threeTang Seng is very familiar with the true fire.

    "The rain and dew of heaven and earth!"

    It started to rain in the sky, and the Samadhi True Fire burning in the desert began to gradually extinguish. The rain and dew from the universe wet Li Wentao's body and wet his sword. The Samadhi True Fire clinging to the sword also gradually extinguished.

    The entire desert became humid and sticky, and the air took on a completely new look.

    Li Wentao was shocked, "Monk, you actually put out the true fire of my Samadhi."

    Tang Monk said calmly: "The Holy Infant King Red Boy was born into this world under the curse of flames. I have met Red Boy before, and his Samadhi True Fire can't defeat me, let alone you? Are you in the flames?  The Samadhi True Fire cultivated by Shan is far inferior to Hong Haier."

    Li Wentao smiled ferociously and pressed his hand on the sharp sword. The sword was soaked by the rain and dew of the universe, and was dripping with blood.

    Flame is born in blood!

    Li Wentao waved the fire sword. Sparks continued to appear on the originally wet ground, and white smoke emitted from the earth. Soon, the rain and dew on the ground were evaporated by the Samadhi True Fire, and the fire flooded the earth again.

    Tang Monk continued to sacrifice the rain and dew of the universe, which turned into heavy rain and once suppressed the true fire of Samadhi. However, the true fire of Samadhi always rekindled in the shadow of the sword light and fire waved by Li Wentao.

    The flames created by Li Wentao engulfed Tang Seng. Although Tang Seng used the rain and dew of the universe to wet the brocade cassock, the brocade cassock still could not withstand the high temperature of the Samadhi True Fire.

    Tang Monk used great strength to extinguish the fire on his brocade cassock with the rain and dew of the universe.

    Li Wentao laughed wildly and said: "Tang Monk, didn't you say that I am not as good as Red Boy? You underestimated the temperature of the flame! There is no limit to the temperature of a real fire! As long as the flame remains angry at all times, all kinds of fairy nectar and cursed water can't  Limit the flame beast!"

    Tang Monk was very depressed and thought: "Is it because in the Flame Mountain, the power of Samadhi True Fire has become stronger?"

    Now, Tang Seng had to re-examine Li Wentao in front of him.

    Tang Monk stared at him, "How did you cultivate such a terrifying Samadhi True Fire?"

    Li Wentao clenched his fists, "I endured the curse for five hundred years in the Flame Mountain. Fortunately, with the help of Lord Yanmo, I cultivated into the Samadhi True Fire. This can be regarded as God's compensation for me!"

    "I can use blood to summon flames on the sword. With the Samadhi True Fire, I have the capital to kill the Buddhist monk and my enemy Sun Wukong! Thank you Lord Balrog for your gift!"

    Lord Balrog?  After the name appeared, the surrounding flames became even crazier, and Tang Seng captured the name of the evil spirit.

    "Who is the Lord Flame Demon? Is he the same as the Blue Poet, the Demon Lord Eagle Dog?"

    Poet Blue appeared in the Flame Mountain. Tang Seng had always been worried that Poet Blue would rush out of the flames and desert.

    Li Wentao snorted, "Poet Blue came here a few months ago. He sold his bullshit Skeleton Pill to Lord Yanmo and me. He wanted me and Lord Yanma to be willing to be the hawks and dogs of the Demon Lord to obtain it."  Dark power.¡±

    "Our Lord Flame Demon was born in the land of fire and kiss. How could he be the eagle dog of the Demon King? Lord Flame Demon fought with the Blue Poet. The Blue Poet fell into a bitter battle and could not win. He left the Flame Mountain with a maniacal laugh."

    Originally, Tang Seng thought that the biggest demons in the Flame Mountain were the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan. Unexpectedly, there was also a Lord Flame Demon living here.

    "I always thought that the Flame Mountain was the territory of the Bull Demon King."

    Li Wentao¡¯s eyes were filled with flames.

    "This is not the territory of any demon king, this is the territory of flames. In front of Lord Balrog, who wears a crown of flames and holds a sword of flames, the shadow of the demon king has nowhere to hide. Even if he is as strong as the blue poet, he can only be defeated.  Flame Mountain. Flame is here, the eternal king!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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