"Roar!!" The pseudo-green dragon's body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and countless dragon blood fell to the ground like blood rain. Looking at Wang Peng who was panting, the pseudo-green dragon roared unwillingly.

Wang Peng didn't know how long he had fought with the pseudo-green dragon. Anyway, Wang Peng felt a little sore when he cut his arms. The pseudo-green dragon's huge body, which was a hundred miles long, could be said to be full of flaws everywhere. However, because of the huge body, the wounds that Wang Peng made him look very small compared to his entire body.

The pseudo-green dragon's body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, it shrank from a huge body that was hundreds of miles long to the size of an ordinary person. A golden light flashed by and turned back to the appearance of Erlang Shen.

"Damn it!" Erlang Shen grabbed the three-pointed two-edged knife in his right hand, half-kneeled in the air, disheveled with hair, his body was covered with damage and blood, and there were several slender scars on his handsome face. The third eye on his forehead was tightly closed, and he looked at Wang Peng angrily, cursing with great reluctance.

"The success king and defeated the bandit, Erlang Shen, you lost!" Wang Peng took a few breaths, slowed down for a while, and relied on the strength of the immortal body to recover a lot of physical strength. Standing upright, colorful light flashed by his body, the Divine Dragon Sacred Armor and Yinglong Divine Sword turned back to the Qinglong Battle Armor and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Wang Peng raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword with one hand, pointed at Erlang Shen from afar, and spoke.

Erlang Shen didn't say anything and suddenly fell to the ground. Erlang was not trying to escape, but this explosive battle, especially the final transformation of the Azure Dragon, had exhausted all Erlang Shen's power, and he didn't even have the power to keep flying. He fell to the ground like a meteorite.

In the battle of the gods in the gods, they wouldn't fight like this. They wouldn't fight like a card, and wouldn't fight like Wang Peng and Erlang Shen, just like Erlang Shen before Erlang Shen. At that time, Lu Bu had just finished fighting with Wang Peng, and then he could fight Erlang Shen for two days and two nights. That was the normal battle.

Erlang Shen had never experienced this battle that kept throwing the trump card and finally draining the last bit of strength in his body. However, no matter what, Erlang Shen was indeed defeated. Even the biggest trump card, transformed into Qinglong, was used, which could be said to be completely defeated.

‘Boom!’ Erlang Shen smashed the ground hard, smashing a deep pit on the ground, and countless dust maps flew away.

Wang Peng flew down from the air and flew towards the big pit that Erlang Shen smashed out. His fingers moved slightly, and a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing away the dust. However, just as the wind blew away the dust, a silver light rushed towards Wang Peng.

‘Dang!’ Wang Peng didn’t even raise his eyelids, and he waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and slashed the silver light. With a loud noise of swords and swords, the silver light flew out in a rotating manner and inserted into the ground, revealing the silver light, which was a three-pointed two-edged sword.

"Are you unwilling to accept it? But you have lost." Wang Peng looked at Erlang Shen standing on him, looked at Erlang Shen's trembling arms and unwilling eyes, sighed in his heart, and said.

‘Bang!’ Erlang Shen lay on his back on the ground, took the opportunity to attack just now and consumed all his last ray of power. He now has no means to reverse the current situation where the defeat was decided.

"The shoes are broken, the hat is broken, the robes on your body are broken, you laugh at me, he laughs at me, and a fan is broken, Namo Amitabha~Namo Amitabha~" At this moment, a song full of joy, but listening to another free and comfortable feeling came into Wang Peng and Erlang Shen's ears.

"Hmm!" Wang Peng was not only stunned when he heard the song, but felt that the song was familiar and very familiar. The melody in the depths of his memory seemed to be able to sing it with him. However, Wang Peng suddenly thought of something, was shocked, and immediately raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and chopped Erlang Shen who was lying on the ground.

However, Wang Peng's sword slashed into the open space, and most of the blade was inserted into the ground. Erlang Shen, who had fallen to the ground the previous second, disappeared in the next second. Seeing this situation, Wang Peng's face not only darkened, but also felt very bad.

"Oh yo~ Young man, why are you so murderous? This is not good. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately~" Behind Wang Peng, a hippie smile sound came, but it sounded an unusual charm, which made people feel very comfortable and their mentality became calm.

"It's you. When I heard that song, I should have thought of it at the first time, Jigong." Wang Peng used his arm to pull out the Qinglong Yanyue Sword from the ground, turned around and looked, and saw the person behind him, and spoke.

A person wearing a patched hat, holding a broken fan with few fan blades, wearing a torn shoes for taking off his feet, wearing a tattered patchwork robes, a long string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a wine gourd around his waist. He was smiling, like a little old monk, standing there, who looked like a homeless man, was the famous Jigong.

"Oh, hehe, I didn't expect that I would have such a great reputation~" Jigong grabbed a chicken leg with his left hand and held Erlang Shen, who was young when he was under Wang Peng's knife. When he saw Wang Peng recognize him immediately, he said with a smile.

Jigong is a well-known figure in the Celestial Empire. Legend has it that Jigong, who was transformed into a deified figure, was incarnated by the deified character, punished evil and promoted goodwill in the world, cured diseases and saved people. The people regarded him as a "living Buddha". Those evil people who were rich and unkind and did evil things hated him and were afraid of him.

It is rumored that Jigong was wearing a broken hat, fan, broken shoes, dirty and patched clothes. He seemed crazy, unrestrained by precepts, was addicted to alcohol and meat, and acted like crazy. However, he was a master of knowledge and enlightenment, who knew good and moral integrity, and he had learned medical skills and cured many difficult and complicated diseases for the people. He liked to stand up for injustice, calm down people's purity, and saved people's lives. His virtues such as helping the poor and the poor, eliminating violence and ensuring good, and punishing evil have left a unique and beautiful impression in people's minds. Therefore, people called him "Jidian" and respected him as "Jidian Living Buddha".

The legend of Jigong was even brought to the big screen. The story compiled based on the legend of Jigong reached a point where people were empty when played. It can be said that there are not many people in this world, and they don’t know Jigong, or they have never seen his videos or stories, but they have definitely heard the name "Jigong".

"Boy, are you okay? Tsk tsk, it's really bad. I'll give you a pill and let you replenish it." Jigong said, holding Erlang Shen who was unstable, and then inserted the chicken leg in his right hand into the cloth bag at his waist, and then wiped the ragged monk's suit twice with oily hands, as if he wanted to wipe off the oil stains on his hand, but it seemed that it would be better not to wipe it.

After rubbing the oil on his right hand twice, he reached his right hand into the ragged monk's robe, rubbed his thin body twice back and forth, as if he was rubbing it without feeling. He rubbed it twice under his armpits, and then he reached his lower body to the residence of his friend and rubbed it hard a few times.

Then, Jigong stretched out his hand and held a small black pill in his hand. However, seeing how Jigong was doing, he "refined" this small pill, probably no one in this world would want to take this small black pill. Just looking at it, it made people's stomachs roll. From a distance, I felt like I smelled a strange smell.

"Come on, take the pills and ensure that your medicine will be cured~" Jigong looked at the little black pill that seemed to be rubbed out of solid foundation, revealing his brown teeth. He laughed a few times, and said, he was about to send the little black pill to Erlang Shen's mouth.

Although Erlang Shen had exhausted his strength and physical strength, he had not fainted yet, and he was still conscious. When he fell to the ground with exhaustion and watched Wang Peng's sword fall, he was mentally prepared to die. However, Jigong's sudden appearance saved him made Erlang Shen happy and felt like he had a life of surviving the disaster.

However, when Erlang Shen saw Jigong rubbing it and rubbed it out, something called a pill, which was actually a mud ball, and he had to eat it, Erlang Shen's expression that survived the disaster instantly solidified, and his face was visible to the naked eye and turned into abnormal horror, as if he had seen something very terrifying.

"Wuwu! Wuwuwu!!" Erlang Shen quickly shut his mouth and approached him tightly. He looked at the little black pill that was getting closer and closer to him, turned his head back and forth and kept dodging. The little black pill rubbed against his mouth, which made Erlang Shen unable to bear it.

Jigong seemed to be playing a game, holding a small black pill in his right hand and kept sending it to Erlang Shen's mouth. However, Erlang Shen refused to obey, and turned his head and stretched his neck, making him funny little black pill.

"Ahhhhh~ what are you hiding? This is a magic pill~ I took it, and I guarantee that your third eye will be restored to the same as before~" Jigong seemed tired of playing this game. He grabbed Erlang Shen's cheek and fixed Erlang Shen's head to prevent Erlang Shen from moving. He also complained, and opened his hand to break Erlang Shen's mouth apart.

"No...don't..." Erlang Shen's mouth was pinched by Jigong, and he made a vague struggle sound. He used a little recovery to grab Jigong's hand and tried his best to keep the black pill on Jigong's right hand away from him.

"Be good~ take medicine~" Ji Gong said in a tone of coaxing the child. As he said, his arm was pressing, and his hand holding the black pill was getting closer and closer to Erlang Shen's mouth little by little.

Erlang Shen looked at Wang Peng not far away. At this time, there was no anger in his eyes, only begging and begging, as if he was begging Wang Peng to kill him. He would rather be killed by Wang Peng and return to the divine realm and sleep. No matter how long he sleeps, he would not take the small black pill.

When Wang Peng saw Erlang Shen's eyes, he immediately understood Erlang Shen's meaning. He thought of having a fight with Erlang Shen just now, whether it was to avoid letting the cooked duck fly again, or to prevent his enemies from living a life worse than death, Wang Peng has the responsibility to free Erlang Shen. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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