Zhang Yang shouted at Huang Feng, but he didn't move. I don't know if it was a devil or a silly person. When he thought that he had to rely on Huang Feng to escape from this yellow sand desert, Zhang Yang had to go back and he wanted to take him to hide first.

But when Zhang Yang ran to Huang Feng, the demon finally made a move. He opened his big mouth full of fangs and sprayed green pus into the sky.

In an instant, the sour and odorous pus with strong corrosiveness scattered in the sky, forming a dense rain, spilling towards the ground.

Zhang Yang had a golden bell cover, and he was not afraid of these acid rains, but Huang Feng had no protection and was in a very dangerous situation. Seeing that the acid rain was about to fall on the heads of both of them, Zhang Yang threw Huang Feng to the ground and pressed him on, trying to protect them with his golden bell cover.

At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly found that the light around him suddenly dimmed. At first, he thought that the density of acid rain was too high to cover the sun, but when he heard the sound of "bobo" raindrops hitting a long distance above his head, he hurriedly looked up and saw that the sand not far from his feet extended up, forming a sand wall to block the acid rain for them.

"Is Gaara?" Zhang Yang shouted incredibly: "This is the damn sunsha wall protection!"

However, Huang Feng, who was also excited, also shouted to the sand wall: "Sha'er! Is it you? Sha'er!"

There was no memory, and after the acid rain fell, the sand fell back to the ground. Huang Feng knelt on the ground, grabbed the sand on the ground randomly, raised them up in the air, and shouted: "Sha'er! If it were you, answer me!"

The demon had already started to move. It fell heavily to the ground and twisted towards the yellow wind.

At the same time, the gravels that were shaken by its huge body suddenly seemed to come alive and rushed towards the demon's body. Not only these, but also countless sand on the ground, all gathered up and rushed towards the demon's body, as if they were to bury it into the sand. The demon also noticed something was wrong and began to twist its body wildly, trying to break free from the sand.

When Huang Feng saw the familiar scene in front of him, he burst into tears: "Sha'er, it's you." Then Huang Feng turned into a hurricane and flew towards the demon. Together with the sand around it, it formed a wind and sand array, and entangled it tightly around the demon.

Then, the entire desert seemed to come alive. They roamed like the ocean, rushing towards the demons, burying them into the depths of the desert again.

After all this calmed down, the entire yellow sand desert returned to peace and tranquility, leaving only the whistling sound of wind.

The wind blew, causing a few strands of white hair to float in the air, and finally landed on a hand that stretched out from the desert.

Wukong was about to go to heaven to find someone to help, but before he could fly out of the mountain, he met an old man chopping wood. The old man had no intention of being afraid of Wukong at all. He asked, "Where is the monkey?"

When Wukong saw that the old man was interesting, he said to him: "The bald donkey who was seeking scriptures was captured by a monster from Huangfengling. I am now looking for help from heaven. Do you know a capable god?"

The old man nodded and said, "There is someone you are looking for in the small Mount Sumeru in the south, so go quickly." After that, the old man hurriedly left. Wukong watched the old man walk away and saw a white smoke rising again, and a familiar shadow appeared in the sky.

Wukong smiled and said, "I just said something was wrong with you. You are too white Venus. You are too slow to pretend to be a ghost and tell me directly. Who are you afraid of?" After that, he rushed to Mount Xiao Sumi.

In the south of the small Mount Sumeru, there is a Zen temple with a renewed light under the auspicious clouds in the mountains. Wukong was about to break in, but was blocked by the guard guard at the gate.

"What's the great sage?"

Wukong explained his purpose to him, and the gatekeeper went in and informed him. After a while, Lingji Bodhisattva came out and asked Wukong to come in for tea.

Wukong had no time to drink tea, so he hurriedly explained his purpose: "The person who obtained the scriptures was captured by the monster, so he quickly went with me to save his life."

Unexpectedly, Lingji Bodhisattva calculated his fingers, then touched behind him, and showed a surprised expression: "Oh, why is my Qiankun bag missing? It must be that monster stole it, and the Great Sage leads the way."

Wukong didn't say anything, but began to curse in his heart. Lingji's acting skills were too bad. He didn't know when the bag behind his butt was thrown away. He must have put the monster down and he would definitely ask for a reason later. After the two arrived at Huangfeng Ridge, Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand gently in the air, and a hanging circle appeared in front of him, and there was an endless desert inside.

Bodhisattva Lingji looked at the desert and suddenly felt a lot of emotion: "It's really time to change. This desert was still the land under my little Sumeru Mountain. I don't know why I came to this Qiankun bag."

Wukong couldn't help asking, "Tell me quickly, what kind of monster is that?"

Later, Lingji told the origin of the demon. The demon was originally a villain that harmed the world. Later, in order to conquer it, Lingji asked a desert under the Mount Sumeru to seal it.

Later, a monster named Huang Feng fell in love with the desert. In order to take her away, he stole Lingji Bodhisattva's Qiankun bag and put the entire desert into the Qiankun bag.

Speaking of this, Wukong interrupted him and asked, "You know why you didn't bring that demon back to your house? Besides, you know all these things, what are you pretending to be with me, Lao Sun?"

Lingji Bodhisattva said embarrassedly: "This is all calculated by my fingers on the way here. I was in seclusion all the time when I was fine, so how could I care about these things?"

Wukong waved his hand and said, "Here help me find where the people who seek the scriptures are. Why do I have a bad premonition?"

Lingji smiled and said, "Sage, don't panic, I have found his place."

Finally, the two of them came to the place of that hand. Wukong held the hand, pulled it hard, and pulled Zhang Yang, who was unconscious inside. Wukong couldn't wake him up no matter how he called. Then Lingji patted his shoulder and shook his hand, meaning he had a way. Lingji came to Zhang Yang and pinched him, but there was no reaction; he opened his eyelids and looked, but there was no movement.

Then he swung his hand and slapped loudly in the face...

Zhang Yang opened his eyes instantly, stared at him and took a deep breath. After seeing Lingji Bodhisattva and Wukong in front of him, he got up and ran over to hug Wukong, and cried: "My monkey, you are here. You don't know how terrifying it was just now!"

Wukong touched Zhang Yang's hair and comforted him: "Be good, little bald donkey, I'll take you out soon."

Lingji looked at the two of them, and his eyes revealed a complicated look.
Chapter completed!