Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

081. Evil Spirit

Tear!

Silver Horn stared in astonishment at the old lady in front of him.

A hand was stuck in his stomach.

The end of a hand emerged from his back and pulled out one of his organs.

Silver Horn spat out a mouthful of blood.

He and Golden Horn were still in the stage of cultivating immortality, and their strength was not very strong, only at the Xuanxian realm.

The reason why we are still at this level is not because Laozi is not teaching us good things.

Rather, it's for their future that they need to lay a solid foundation right now.

After all, Golden Horn and Silver Horn possessed the blood of demons.

To become a true immortal, one must cleanse this part of one's bloodline.

Moreover, unlike Sun Wukong, who was born a spirit monkey and lacked exceptional talent for cultivation.

While this can force growth, the cost is that they will lose their future.

Clearly, Laozi still cares about these two people.

That's why they were given such great tools and so many opportunities.

However, no one expected that this trip to the mortal realm would lead to such a big problem.

The appearance of the Golden-Winged Roc was something no one could have predicted.

Buddha could not have imagined it, nor could Lao Tzu.

So when Jinjiao was stabbed through the body from behind, the smile from their conversation still lingered on his face.

Like Silver Horn at this moment, his face was filled with astonishment and confusion.

What happened? Why did this happen?

The Golden-Winged Roc sneered, frantically absorbing the flesh and blood from the Golden Horn's body as it spoke:

"As expected, your flesh and blood are very nutritious. As long as I can eat you, I will definitely recover a lot."

It wasn't until this moment that Jinjiao realized there was something wrong with the person behind him.

"Who...who are you?"

Despite the pain, Golden Horn asked the Golden-Winged Roc.

Faced with this question, the Golden-Winged Roc laughed heartily.

Having already secured victory, he completely disregarded Golden Horn's resistance, merely sneering:

"Me? I am the Golden-Winged Roc, unmatched by anyone in heaven or earth!"

Having said that, the Golden-Winged Roc flicked its hand, and its golden horn slammed heavily onto the stone chair.

Golden Horn let out a muffled groan, his withered body unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as Silver Horn walked in from the darkness.

"You just watch as I devour all your brothers!"

The golden-winged roc behind him let out a low laugh.

Golden Horn tried to open his mouth, as if to give Silver Horn a warning.

However, the flesh that had been removed rendered him unable to utter a sound.

He could only watch helplessly as the golden-winged roc pierced his back.

Silver Horn opened his mouth wide and let out a short, miserable scream.

He quickly reached into his waistband, pulled out a precious sword, and slashed at his back.

The Golden-Winged Roc is not afraid of a knife, but the Golden Horned and Silver Horned birds are Laozi's men.

Laozi has already given them five magical treasures; who knows if this precious sword is also some kind of magical treasure?

The golden-winged roc retracted its arm, and the internal organs on it turned to dust in the blink of an eye.

This method is clearly intended to kill Silver Horn.

Silver Horn stumbled and was about to rush forward, but he decided to leave with Golden Horn.

But how could Silver Horn catch up with the Golden-Winged Roc, which has recovered considerably?

The Golden-Winged Roc doesn't even need to flap its wings; any movement it makes is like gathering and dispersing energy, making it impossible to catch.

Seeing how dangerous the situation was, Silver Horn gritted his teeth, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and threw it toward the Golden-Winged Roc.

However, the Golden-Winged Roc is no ordinary creature.

He struck out with his palm, and a feather shot out from the air with a whoosh, instantly hitting the sword.

Thud!

With a crisp sound, the feather easily knocked the precious sword away.

"It seems this precious sword is nothing special."

The golden-winged roc sneered.

It seems that Laozi only gave the two of them five treasures, and nothing else.

Since they had nothing else at hand, things became simple.

Silver Horn grabbed Golden Horn's body and ran outside.

The Golden-Winged Roc was not in a hurry; he simply followed slowly behind the two, intending to toy with them at his fingertips.

The deaths of people and monsters eaten by the Golden-Winged Roc are different from ordinary deaths.

If the Golden-Winged Roc wanted, it could devour the soul along with it.

In the past, in the Lion Camel Kingdom, he ate people more for his own gluttony than for their souls.

But this time was different. In order to restore his body, he devoured every monster on Pingding Mountain, body and soul, leaving not a trace.

Silver Horn, holding Golden Horn, rushed out of the cave.

"brother."

Golden Horn emitted a low sound.

If it weren't so quiet here, Silverhorn might not have been able to hear it.

"Brother, how are you?"

Silver Horn was startled and asked Gold Horn.

Jinjiao did not respond to this question.

His condition had deteriorated to an extreme degree.

He was able to keep his life, which was deliberately done by the Golden-Winged Roc.

He knew very well that even if he left the Lotus Cave, he wouldn't live much longer.

"Brother, let's go!"

Golden Horn let out a cry and then fainted.

Silver Horn's eyes were filled with grief; he hadn't expected that such a thing would happen during his trip to the mortal realm.

Golden Horn was on the verge of death, and he had been tricked out of all his magical treasures, leaving him unable to save anyone.

"Heaven is going to destroy me."

Silver Horn covered his wound, carried Golden Horn on his back, and walked step by step towards the outside of the cave.

But this speed is far too slow.

This is especially true for the Golden-Winged Roc.

In the blink of an eye, the Golden-Winged Roc had already arrived behind Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

"You don't really think you can get away, do you?"

He was well prepared, and in just one hour, he devoured all the monsters here, like a snowball rolling downhill.

And they did it all quietly.

"Golden-Winged Roc, are you the maternal uncle of the Buddha of the Western Paradise?"

Silver Horn knew a little about this name.

In the Heavenly Court, there are some people who are not to be trifled with; they are specially marked.

The golden-winged roc, the maternal uncle of the Buddha of the Western Paradise, was naturally among them.

"We haven't done anything to you, have we?"

Silver Horn gritted his teeth, staring at the Golden-Winged Roc.

The Golden-Winged Roc simply laughed at his question without answering.

Seeing how fierce this guy was, Silver Horn took a deep breath:

"What do you want from us? Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Thirty-Three Heavens?"

Silver Horn's words caused the Golden-Winged Roc to pause in its movements.

Under normal circumstances, he really wouldn't dare to provoke that one on the Thirty-Third Heaven.

But the current situation is no longer normal.

He has been beaten to this state by Sun Wukong and his companions, and now he has no other way to go.

Without eating the Gold and Silver Horns, he cannot regain his strength and will be unable to attack the pilgrims. Even if the Gold and Silver Horns are released, he will not live for long.

In contrast, eating the Golden Horn and Silver Horn would restore his strength, allowing him to fight the pilgrim again, capture him, and force the Buddha to agree to his demands.

There is still room for everything to turn around.

No matter how powerful the Supreme Taoist Ancestor was, he could not kill anyone on the Buddha's territory, especially after he became a Bodhisattva or the Buddha.

Having thought all this through, the Golden-Winged Roc made up its mind:

I'll eat you.

After those words were spoken, everyone knew what would happen next.

Anger surged across Silver Horn's face, but before that anger could rise, a deeper fear had already surfaced.

Simply because the old lady's face was so close.

Next, the Golden-Winged Roc should successfully devour the two demons.

Even Ginkaku himself thought so.

However, a sudden gust of wind swept in from outside.

The gale engulfed everyone in an instant, from the Golden Horned Bird and the Golden-Winged Roc that took flight; all were startled by the sudden gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, an iron rod emerged from the gale and slammed heavily into the face of the Golden-Winged Roc.

"what!"

This time, the Golden-Winged Roc was sent flying.

He fell heavily to the ground, and the nine-tailed fox's face was easily smashed by the iron rod.

Moreover, the wind did not stop.

A monkey suddenly jumped out from among them and opened its mouth.

The next moment, flames that raised the temperature of the entire cave shot out from in front of the monkey's face.

"Six Ding Divine Fire!"

Silverhorn was taken aback.

In this mortal realm, someone can actually use the Six Ding Divine Fire?

"Hey kid, aren't you going to help?"

Just as he was surprised, the monkey turned around and threw a small porcelain bottle at Silverhorn.