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Chapter 442 The Ghost of Hidden Mist Mountain!  Leopard cleverly catches little white dragon Sha Monk

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    In the fog, the little white dragon chased the Nanshan King to fight. The Nanshan King deliberately lured the enemy, so he deliberately acted like he couldn't stop him several times.

    Xiao Bailong's confidence greatly increased, "You evil beast, you have so little ability, how dare you provoke the Buddhist monks?"

    The King of Nanshan fought and retreated. The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker. The little white dragon was getting farther and farther away from the incense car.

    Soon, Xiao Bailong became suspicious, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that the King of Nanshan wants to lure me into the mountains? It's better to go back and guard the master and not get entangled with this guy."

    Little Bailong pulled away, put away the White Dragon Sword, and hummed softly.

    "I don't want to play with you little leopard anymore, I'm leaving!"

    King Nanshan sprayed a cloud of white mist from his nose and sprayed it on the little white dragon. The white clothes of the little white dragon were all wet with the mist.

    The little white dragon was furious, "You evil beast, you dare to spray mist on me? I am a noble dragon clan, and spraying clouds and mist is my dragon clan's strength."

    Xiao Bailong struck out with his sword, but the King of Nanshan blocked it with an iron pestle.

    The King of Nanshan sneered, "Yinwu Mountain is my territory, and the fog here has always been controlled by me alone. Xiao Bailong, I heard that you are the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace, and Prince Mo'ang is your brother.  ?"

    The little white dragon rolled his eyes at the King of Nanshan, "So what?"

    The eyes of Nanshan King were full of contempt.

    "So, you are an unfaithful, unjust and unfilial traitor! I heard that Tang Seng killed Prince Mo'ang in Bibotan. Your brother was killed by Tang Seng, and you still follow Tang Seng. You are a scum.  !¡±

    The little white dragon was so angry that he stabbed the Nanshan King with his sword. The Nanshan King kept fighting and then left.

    In the fog, the King of Nanshan was like a ghost. The leopard was agile and graceful, moving east and west. The fog was the cover of the King of Nanshan. He hid in the fog, disappeared, and soon emerged from another place. Little  Bailong was confused.

    The King of Nanshan turned around to attack and hit the little white dragon in the face with his tail.

    The face felt like being hit by a whip, with burning pain.

    The little white dragon roared angrily and transformed into a giant silver-white dragon. He opened his bloody mouth and spit out a mouthful of dragon flame.

    The King of Nanshan did not dare to neglect, he ducked sideways and avoided the dragon flames.

    The little white dragon sprayed dragon flames against the surrounding thick white mist. The fog met the dragon flames and quickly evaporated and dissipated. After a while, the fog gradually subsided, and the outlines of the surrounding trees, rocks and mountain peaks could be seen.  Cleared.

    Seeing the surrounding fog gradually disappear, Xiao Bailong was very proud.

    "King of Nanshan, now that the surrounding fog has been repulsed by me, you, a coward hiding in the fog, what other skills do you have to fight with me?"

    The King of Nanshan sprayed out white mist from his nostrils, and the white mist shot straight into the sky. Soon, the surrounding peaks, trees, creeks, and everything else were submerged in the white mist again.

    The little white dragon was very depressed. He bared his teeth and claws, and sprayed out bolts of lightning. The lightning was extremely fast, but in the mist, the leopard spirit was actually faster, and he escaped the critical strike of the lightning.

    After lightning struck the earth, the earth trembled violently, and the King of Nanshan disappeared without a trace.

    ????????????????????????????????????? Out of the sky, the little white dragon looked around and saw that there was busy white mist everywhere, as if it was submerged in white milk.

    Suddenly, the light of the Buddha flashed in the sky, and the Bodhisattva King of the Kingdom descended from the sky and landed on the little white dragon.

    The little white dragon transformed into a giant silver-white dragon, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the Bodhisattva, the King of the Kingdom. The Bodhisattva, the King of the Kingdom, shook his cassock.

    "You evil beast, you haven't shown your true colors yet!"

    The Great Master King Bodhisattva struck a palm, and the silver-white dragon instantly turned into the size of a loach. A trap appeared in the palm of the King's Master Bodhisattva's hand, and the little white dragon was locked in the cage.

    The mist filled the air, and the King of Nanshan came to the Preceptor King Bodhisattva.

    "The Bodhisattva really has great supernatural powers. He surrendered the little white dragon as soon as he took action."

    The National Preceptor King Bodhisattva said calmly: "This is all your credit. King Nanshan, although you and I have accepted the little white dragon, the little white dragon is nothing to worry about. The most difficult ones to deal with are Tang Monk and Sun Wukong."

    Tang Seng, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng were staying on the incense car. Tang Seng looked at the strange fog around him and began to worry.

    "The little white dragon has been gone for so long, will he lose to the leopard spirit and be captured by the monster?"

    Sun Wukong smiled and said, "The leopard spirit doesn't have much ability. If he was really capable, he wouldn't have to choose to attack us in this foggy weather."??Even if Xiao Bailong couldn't defeat the Leopard Spirit, there would be no problem in escaping intact.  "

    After a while, the proud laughter of King Nanshan came from the mist.

    "Tang Monk, your apprentice Xiao Bailong has been captured by me and hung on a big tree in Yinwu Mountain. Who of you losers dares to fight to the death with me?"

    Tang Seng was displeased and said, "You witch, I have to kill you today!"

    When the King of Nanshan saw Tang Monk rushing over, he immediately hid in the mist.

    Tang Monk used his fiery eyes and golden eyes, but he couldn't penetrate the fog. He used his clairvoyance, but he couldn't penetrate the fog either.

    "Open your eyes!"

    When Tang Monk sacrificed his Heavenly Eye, he looked around and saw that the mountains and fields were overwhelmingly white. Tang Monk was shocked.

    At this time, Leopard Spirit had already made no sound, touched the side of the incense cart, and smashed the incense cart with an iron pestle.

    The incense cart exploded, and the Drifting Cart, Zhu Bajie, and Sun Wukong all flew out. The horses roared and disappeared into the mist. Sun Wukong, Drifting Seng, and Zhu Bajie fell to the ground.

    Although they were only less than ten meters apart, the strange fog made it difficult to see clearly anything a few meters away.  Therefore, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng cannot see each other.

    The shadow of the leopard appears and disappears in the surrounding fog.

    Tang Monk held down the Jiuxi Zen Staff and groped forward in the fog. He sensed that the disciples were nearby, but could not see their specific locations at all.

    The King of Nanshan sacrificed the pearl.

    This kind of pearl was brought by the Bodhisattva King of the Kingdom from the Huai River in Xuyi Mountain.

    There are two major water monsters in the Huai River, one is the Water Ape Monkey King and the other is the Jellyfish Queen.  The Bodhisattva King of the Kingdom often captured the Jellyfish Queen and imprisoned the Jellyfish Queen in the dungeon of the Daisheng Zen Temple so that he could collect the venom of the jellyfish.

    The King of Nanshan has practiced in Yinwu Mountain for hundreds of years. He absorbed the unique spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Yinwu Mountain and developed the ability to spray.

    In the fog, the enemy will be disoriented and unable to see anything clearly, but King Nanshan's vision will not be affected in any way.

    ??Misty is the friend of the King of Nanshan and his cover in the mountain.

    King Nanshan used this kind of pearl for the first time. He didn't know the specific power of the pearl, so the first target that King Nanshan used to attack with the pearl was Sha Monk, the weakest among Tang Monk's masters and disciples.

    Sha Monk held the magic staff and walked carefully in the mist. The pearls rang. Tang Monk and Sun Wukong in the distance both caught the strange sound in the mist.

    Tang Seng shouted: "Everyone, be careful, there is a hidden weapon!"

    When Sha Seng reacted, the pearl had already hit his forehead and embedded itself in his skin.

    The poisonous jellyfish instantly passed through the blood, paralyzing Sha Monk's nerves. Sha Monk suddenly felt a splitting headache and fell to the ground.

    Sha Seng's screams made Zhu Bajie, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong in the surrounding fog move towards Sha Seng's direction, groping through the fog.

    Since the King of Nanshan has been hiding in the fog, Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, and Zhu Bajie are all cautious, lest enemies or hidden weapons come out of the surrounding fog.

    Tang Seng, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others were timid, but Leopard Spirit was faster. Under the cover of white mist, he swept away Sha Seng.

    By the time Tang Seng and his disciples broke through the fog and arrived at the place where Sha Seng made the noise, Sha Seng had already disappeared.

    The proud laughter of King Nanshan came from the mist.

    "Tang Monk, heaven is already in the mist, and one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers are ambushing you. Just wait and collect the corpses of your disciples!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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