Chapter 796

Zixia stretched out her slender jade hand and put her hand in the direction of the cave. Suddenly, a force of immortal yuan gushed out. The handwriting on the stone gate immediately changed into three big characters "Pansi cave".

"From now on, I will be Pansi immortal!"

Zixia fairy's voice is crisp and pleasant, like the cry of a yellow warbler, and the aftersound echoes gently on this dead mountain.

Wukong looked at the demon God in his eyes and turned with the donkey into the Pansi hole, and his pupils narrowed.

"The woman who doesn't look at the variety is her?"

He stared at the three words of Pansi hole and began to meditate.

If this person is Pan Si immortal, was it 500 years ago when he first arrived at Shenyao heaven? Why don't you feel each other's breath.

Moreover, the demon God even met him face-to-face and never shot him. This makes him very difficult to accept. Do you despise him?

Wukong has a trace of self doubt in his eyes.

He took it out of his body and didn't take out anything. Sure enough, the leaf was out of his space and integrated into the realm of Shenyao heaven.

He couldn't figure out why his God Yao Tianjing was different from others. At least other demons began to fight as soon as they came out?

He scratched his head, and then thought of the two banshees before. If the demon God were their master, how could he teach such disciples of dishes!

As a last resort, he went to the cave and grasped the idea of mastering each other's weakness to see what tricks the Lingyan demon God played.

Looking at the closed stone door, he reached out and knocked.

A dull sound came from the stone gate, and then there was a deep pit and several cracks.

With a click and roar, the stone gate was broken.

Wukong went towards the Pansi cave without expression.

"That's a bit interesting!" Ye Fan's expression on his face was quite strange when he saw this.

If Wukong follows the normal plot, this is really a good solution to his dilemma. Just finish it according to the schedule.

But who would have thought that this guy didn't play cards according to common sense at the beginning, destroyed GuanShiYin and killed Tang Sanzang. In the world 500 years later, Tang Sanzang was not born and the two monsters didn't die. On the contrary, the ancestor of grape died and the cause and effect line was in chaos.

According to the current development, either Wukong will work with each other as soon as he goes in, either you die or I live.

Either Qingxia appears and fights with Wukong for 300 rounds. Still, either you or I die.

In fact, there is little difference between the two. Another is that Wukong kills Qingxia and leaves Zixia, but the possibility of such a situation is very small.

After all, the state of Lingyan demon God has not completely recovered. Although Wukong has found the shortcomings of the other party, the other party has some powerful unique skills. His moves have been taboo magic powers. He doesn't know. If he kills the other party directly, his purpose of coming here is only half achieved.

Moreover, who knows whether the Lingyan demon will completely recover when he senses the danger. At that time, the other party will be the primary existence of Hongmeng saints. It is difficult to ensure that the other party will not have any big moves.

Ye Fan subconsciously rubbed the bridge of his nose. Although he looked with interest, now Tiandao is coming this way. He has to stop first and look again later.

At the moment, the purple awn on Tiandao's body is more and more prosperous. Its body is like a light source body. You can only see its faint outline and rich purple. If you are not calm, you may not be able to see its current expression.

"Ye Fan, I need to break through the Hongmeng saint with your vast world!"

Ye Fan looked at the way of heaven sitting opposite him. For a moment, he suddenly wanted to laugh. At the moment, the energy on this guy obviously couldn't be suppressed, but if it broke out, there was no way. After all, he couldn't feel the existence of the road now.

This feeling is like that you want to be large and can't find the right facilities. You can only excrete this power into chaos. Moreover, it still pours until the next wave comes.

Ye Fan motioned to heaven to drink the tea on the table.

Seeing the smile on Ye Fan's face, Tiandao had to say, "Taoist friend, don't laugh at me. This feeling is very uncomfortable!"

Seeing that Ye Fan didn't speak, he had to drink the tea in one gulp.

Suddenly, a faint power of Hongmeng suppressed the purple on his body, the agitation in his heart was much smaller, and the speed of power passing was greatly reduced.

"Well, do you feel better now?"

"Ha, it's a lot easier. Although the feeling of breakthrough is still increasing, at least it's slowing down!"

Tiandao looked at the teacup, then put it down, smacked it, and said, "how about if I put the foundation of my own Avenue in the vast world, wouldn't it have any impact?"

Ye Fan smiled. He knew what the other party was worried about. He said, "do you mean the impact on you or on the vast world?"

"There are all of them. I hope Taoist friends can make a comprehensive plan for me."

Heaven is not embarrassed, so he said directly.

Ye Fan plays with the teacup in his hand. The Tao of heaven wants to put his Daoji in his world, not forever. That is to say, if the avenue is restored, he still wants to master his Hongmeng Daoji in his own hands.

He looked at the way of heaven, put the teacup on the table and said, "it's OK, but it's agreed in advance that your Daoji exists in my world. If your Daoji collapses due to the collapse of the world, it will hurt your foundation. If it's serious, you may disappear with the boundless world!"

Tiandao's eyes flashed and then nodded: "I naturally know that since everyone places their Daoji in your world, it shows that they have great trust in you. Naturally, I can't be an exception. I just hope that Daoyou can entrust my Daoji to Daodao after Daodao recovers!"

Ye Fan nodded. It's all small things.

Although he was the temple master, he was promoted by the saints in the famine, the way of heaven and the various forces contributed by ordinary people.

Naturally, I won't forget Ben. Now heaven needs his help, so he should do it properly.

He asked, "so, do you want to start now?"

Tiandao smiled bitterly. He looked at the light on himself and said, "do I still have room to choose time now?"

"Then I, let's go. It's just right that the famine should be promoted. After all, as the first born world in chaos, it's not good to lag behind others too much!"

With a wave of his hand, Ye Fan swings layers of mysterious brilliance on the Taoist body and disappears into the cast temple.