My Line Connect To The Demon World

I've already broken through my bottom line and promised you everything, yet you still want to cripple my Dantian?    

Even if you bully others, you don't have to do this, right?    

Ye Fan was anxious in his heart.    

Why was there still no news?    

Was the efficiency of the western side so low?    

Ye Fan was just about to refuse.    

Descending Dragon's phone rang.    

“ Oh? Tiger-blast Arhat? Why is he looking for me? "    

He opened the message and a long voice message was sent.    

"Descending Dragon, what the f * ck are you doing? Descending to the mortal world, how can you do evil?"    

"Your matter has already been exposed, Guan Yin Bodhisattva is looking for you, I advise you to come back quickly."    

The Descending Dragon was stunned.    

But he also figured out what was going on.    

He narrowed his eyes and said, "What a good Ye Fan, you actually want to frame me."    

"But you are wrong. I am an elite of the Western Church. How could I be moved over because of such a small matter?"    

"You have angered me, so you have to die immediately!"    

Killing intent erupted.    

Ye Fan was surrounded in the middle, his whole body was cold.    

Fortunately, his heart was as solid as a rock, otherwise, he would have been scared to the point of kneeling down.    

He forced up some courage and said softly, "Haha, do you think my plan is only like this? You'd better have a good chat with the Tiger-blast Arhat."    

The Descending Dragon couldn't figure out Ye Fan's plan and said hastily.    

"What are you going back for? The lower realm is just a small crime, do you still want to punish me?"    

"Punish? Hmph, you'd better burn an incense stick and pray."    

"I heard that this matter has already spread to the Heavenly Court, Underworld, and Demon Realm. Even if Buddha doesn't want to punish you, I don't think it's possible anymore." Hu Tie said coldly.    

"What?! Why did it spread so fast?"    

"How would I know? I should just ask myself. Alright, I have to go to the Tempest Temple. You take care of yourself. "    

They ended their conversation.    

The Descending Dragon felt as if the sky was about to collapse.    

If this matter only spread in the west, he would just face the wall for a period of time. He would still be a good man in the future.    

However, it involved so many things.    

Even if Tathagata killed the chicken to warn others, he would definitely not have a good end.    

Being demoted to the mortal world was a normal operation.    

When that time came, he would be played to death without his immortal bones.    

If the Underworld caught him, it would be considered light if they didn't torture him to death.    

"Ye Fan!"    

The Descending Dragon roared, and his eyes spewed out endless flames of fury.    

"You have destroyed my future, I will kill you!"    

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Do you still want to waste time? If I were you, I would go back and admit my mistake and try to get a lenient punishment."    

His heart was trembling with fear.    

He was afraid that the Descending Dragon would risk its life against him.    

However, things went against his wishes.    

The Descending Dragon was really a hothead. He coldly snorted and said, "What's the use of going back? Isn't he still being punished? "    

"Don't worry, I won't let you go. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me."    

"Hand over your life!"    

At this moment, he didn't want to waste even a minute. He attacked like lightning.    

Oh my god.    

Ye Fan was startled and quickly threw out the hair in his hand.    

"Mr Monkey, save me!"    

In an instant, the hair exploded in the void, and thick smoke filled the entire mansion.    

Ye Fan seemed to have heard the BGM. It was the music when the Western Paradise Supreme Treasure appeared.    

One! The golden-armored Sun Wukong appeared in front of everyone with a long staff in his hand and a pair of golden boots in his hands.    

"What? Victorious Fighting Buddha?"    

Descending Dragon was shocked.    

He never expected Ye Fan to have such a life-saving technique.    

"Hehe! Brother, you called me that in time."    

Ye Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I can't do that even if I don't call him in time. Fighting him is courting death."    

"It's fine. Mr Monkey will save you."    

"Oh my god!"    

Upon seeing this scene.    

Zhuh Yuvyuv was so scared that she fell to the ground and kept muttering.    

"So it's all true. He's not a madman, he's really a god!"    

...    

"Sun Wukong, could it be that you want to stop me today?" The Descending Dragon asked with a ferocious expression.    

"That's right. He is my brother. No one can touch him."    

Sun Wukong placed the Jingu Bang on the ground and instantly created a deep pit.    

That kind of majestic and imposing manner was far from what the Descending Dragon could compare with.    

"Good, good, good!"    

"Then let's fight. I don't believe that a single hair of yours can beat me!"    

The Descending Dragon attacked once again.    

As the saying goes, once an expert makes his move, he will know if it is true or not.    

The Descending Dragon was indeed very strong.    

Every part of his body contains an endless amount of power, and spiritual energy is revolving around his body automatically.    

Instantly, the sound of Sanskrit was heard.    

In just an instant, Ye Fan felt dizzy, and he almost got hit by his' long-range attack '.    

Not good, I have to escape from here.    

Not a second later.    

Ye Fan waved his hand and hid within the Primordius Purple Gold Cauldron.    

He was safe now.    

However, Zhuh Yuvyuv had nowhere to hide.    

She covered her head in pain and rolled on the ground.    

"Hubby... Don't, don't use this move! It hurts, it hurts."    

Descending Dragon's eyes focused and he stopped chanting.    

He was not doing it for Zhuh Yuvyuv. They were both Western believers. Sun Wukong was not afraid of this move at all.    

Originally, he only wanted to kill Ye Fan directly to avoid fighting.    

But now it seemed.    

Ye Fan was hiding in the 'turtle shell', and he had to defeat Sun Wukong.    

"Solemn Defender Buddha is known for his strength. Let's have a good fight then."    

"Hehe!"    

Sun Wukong scratched the hair on his body. "Come, come, come!"    

Before he finished his sentence.    

The dragon had already moved.    

A silent heavy punch was thrown at Sun Wukong's face.    

It was like a wild beast, its body was surrounded by powerful spiritual energy, and it rushed towards the sky.    

"A sneak attack? Trash!"    

Sun Wukong was furious.    

He hated people who didn't talk about morality the most.    

In a fit of anger, there was no such thing as a light hand.    

He kicked out at a high speed, directly landing a kick on Descending Dragon's thigh.    

The latter was immediately kicked a hundred meters away, forming a huge chasm wherever he went. Be it buildings or furniture, they were all turned into ashes.    

However, his body was completely unharmed.    

Descending Dragon's martial arts skills were at the peak of perfection. His physical body had long become a saint.    

This bit of damage was nothing more than a scratch on his skin.    

"You dare to hurt me!? Die!"    

The Descending Dragon roared wildly, and his entire body turned golden. The light bloomed, and the sound of steel could be heard when his skin touched.    

"Hehe, you still can't achieve the Heavenly Phenomenon in Mortal Realm. This tiny incarnation of yours is trash."    

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and swung the Jingu Bang down fiercely.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

The two of them clashed, causing the air to tremble.    

The huge force almost razed the villa to the ground.    

The Descending Dragon's fist glowed with a golden light, and wherever the fist passed, the space seemed to tremble, as if it was going to break at any moment.    

Sun Wukong was too busy to react and was punched several times.    

In fact, he did not seem to be as relaxed as he appeared to be.    

The power of the Descending Dragon was suppressed, but it wasn't the same for him.    

Furthermore, it was just a strand of hair. It wasn't easy for him to persist for so long.    

He frowned slightly and thought to himself, I can't do it anymore. I've used up too much of my power. I can't hold on for much longer.    

Looks like I have to use my ultimate move!    

Sun Wukong accumulated the remaining energy.    

The Jingu Bang suddenly became thick and strong, and the light of the staff pierced through the sky, piercing straight into the clouds.