"So that's it."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and said angrily, "The Dragon King of the West Sea has a very strict mouth. I beat him for a long time, but he just refused to say where the dragon bone is!"

"I don't know, what did you ask me to say?"

The old dragon king was covered in blood and roared.

"Fuck, you still dare to be stubborn!"

Bang!

Zhen Yuanzi threw another whip on it.

Xiao Bailong couldn't bear it and advised: "Don't do it too hard. If you beat him to death, Laojun will definitely blame him!"

"rational."

Zhen Yuanzi took back the whip in disappointment.

"By the way, Laojun just said he was looking for you."

Tang Monk immediately said.

Since you see the Dragon King, you should rescue him immediately.

"Where is Laojun looking for me?"

"In the valley at the bottom of the mountain in front!"

Tang Monk lied and said that he deliberately kept the distance away and spared more time to save people.

"Okay, then I'll go out and take a look. You continue to ask questions. If you don't want to say it, you'll beat him hard!"

Zhen Yuanzi instructed.

"Okay, go quickly!"

The little white dragon said hurriedly.

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi left, Xiao Bailong burst into tears and rushed forward: "Dad, I've made you suffer!"

The Dragon King of the West Sea cursed with a cold face: "Yang Jian, who is your father? If you want to kill him, please feel free!"

"Dad, it's really me, I'm the little white dragon!"

The little white dragon wants to change back to its original form and let his father see clearly.

"Don't, Xiaobai, it won't work now, wait until you go back and change!"

Tang Monk immediately stopped it. It was still Qiankun Mountain. If Laojun and Zhen Yuanzi suddenly appeared, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Are you Xiaobai?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea shook his head and sniffed it a few times with his nose. There was a specific breath on the dragon clan, which could be distinguished between the same species.

"Don't lie to me, you are not a little white dragon at all!"

The Dragon King of West Sea twisted his head and said stubbornly, "You dare to pretend to be a little white dragon. Do you want to slander me from my mouth? I tell you, there is no door!"

Tang Monk was sweating, the old Dragon King was too nervous, and now everyone was suspicious when he saw it.

"In this way, we will save you from the pain of being beaten!"

Tang Seng said, loosen his ties.

"Xiaobai, take your father away!"

Tang Seng thought for a while and said, "Don't go back to the West Sea for the time being, it's better to go to Luojia Mountain in the South Sea, which is relatively safer there."

"Um."

The little white dragon nodded vigorously.

Holding the Dragon King was about to leave, suddenly a person fell from the sky, holding a square sky painting halberd.

Yang Jian!

"Oh, why is he back?"

Tang Monk took advantage of the time difference that Yang Jian was in the West Sea and had not come back. What should he do now?

"you!"

When Yang Jian saw that there were Yang Jian and the black bear spirit here, and he was also holding the old dragon king.

"Who are you? You dare to pretend to be me to save people. What a courage!"

Yang Jian was furious, waved his weapon and rushed over.

"Xiaobai, take your father away quickly, I'll deal with him!"

"master!"

Xiaobai couldn't bear it.

"Don't worry, he is no match for me, go quickly!"

Tang Seng knew Yang Jian’s strength, and Tang Seng had the strength of platinum level 5O.

At this time, Tang Seng was not afraid of Yang Jian, but was afraid of Zhen Yuanzi and Laojun coming back!

Whoosh!

Xiao Bailong and his father ran away quickly.

"I dare to pretend to be me, and today I will let you die without a place to die!"

Swish!

Yang Jian rushed over with his weapons.

Bang!

Tang Monk steadily caught the weapon and recited the magic tricks.

The Great Sun Qiankun Explosion Technique!

Sizzling...

The voltage of tens of thousands of v was transmitted to Yang Jian along the Fangtian Painting Ji.

Bang!

Yang Jian was like shaking a hot potato and threw his weapon to the ground.

"Who are you?"

So far, Yang Jian knew that only Tang Seng and the Thunder and Lightning King Yang Yongxin were the only ones who could use the Great Sun Qiankun Explosion Technique.

And the Thunder and Lightning King in Fenglei Valley has long been dead.

"Are you Tang Monk?"

Yang Jian took two steps back and knew that he had just happened, and he had the urge to escape.

"You're smart!"

Tang Monk smiled slightly.

Whoosh!

Yang Jian fled and wanted to find Laojun and Zhen Yuanzi to help.

Bang!

Yang Jian was about to fly into the sky when one foot was pulled by Tang Senghuo, and pulled it down, and with a bang, he threw Yang Jian to the ground.

"I want to leave, have you asked me if I?"

Tang Seng thought that he had learned the Taoist formation not long ago, the Bagua Golden Lock Formation!

Swish!

Now he suddenly released, Yang Jian collapsed on the ground and could not move.

"Seng Tang, what do you want to do?"

Yang Jian asked in horror, as if he saw the god of death approaching.

"I don't do anything, I just have fun with you!"

Bang!

Tang Seng smashed Yang Jian's head with a Zen stick, and the other party immediately fainted.

When Yang Jian woke up again, he found that he had been turned into the appearance of the Dragon King of the West Sea and tied to the stone pillar.

Body hurts and soreness!

"Damn it, what evil magic did Tang Seng use? My magic power was blocked and I couldn't use it at all!"

Yang Jian scolded him evilly.

At this moment, the voices of Laojun and Zhen Yuanzi suddenly came from outside.
To be continued...