To be honest, if it wasn't for the system, Zhang Huan wouldn't have dared to show off in front of Samadhi Divine Wind.
Although the yellow wind monster was only a small monster, this Samadhi Divine Wind was much more powerful than Guanyin's Purple Gold Bell, Manjushri's Demon Binding Rope, and Invisible Dragon Rod.
The description of the Samadhi Divine Wind in the original novel, the change of heaven and earth, and the shock of ghosts and gods were just the basics.
There was also a long poem dedicated to describing the power of the Samadhi Divine Wind.
The poem said that it could make the Yellow River completely muddy, it could blow down Sen Luo Temple, and it could make the five hundred Arhats and eight Vajra cry for their parents.
In short, with just one sentence, all the gods and buddhas in the world could be affected. It could even break the skirt of the Queen Mother, blow down the courtyard of the Bodhisattva, and blow away the Grand Supreme Elder's ability to refine pills.
Although this was a little exaggerated and boastful, it was enough to explain the problem.
If it were anyone else, they would really be dealt with. Unfortunately, they needed Zhang Huan, who had a 50 - 50 chance.
Zhang Huan didn't even need the Air-frozen Bead to be able to stand as steady as a mountain in the Samadhi Divine Wind.
"It's so cool. Little mouse, I have to say that you are indeed very useful. If I were Rulai, I would definitely make you Buddha.”
The scorpion spirit was also safe and sound after being protected by him, so he said,""Why?"
"That's because Xia Tian can't live without him. Don't you feel refreshed?" Zhang Huan replied.”
"Little mouse, work harder. Don't be lazy.”
The yellow wind monster wanted to blow Zhang Huan's soul to pieces so that he could make a great contribution.
In the end, the reality was too different from what he imagined. Zhang Huan was actually not afraid of his Samadhi Divine Wind at all.
He had already used all his strength and raised his magic power to the limit.
In exchange, he was only used as a fan, which almost made him vomit blood.
He had already done his best, and the current state of power could not last long.
This wouldn't be able to increase Zhang Huan's strength by a single bit. Wouldn't he only be waiting to be slaughtered after he was exhausted?
Therefore, the yellow wind monster desperately signaled to Lingji to make a move.
Ling Ji didn't expect the Samadhi Divine Wind to have no effect on Zhang Huan, and he was shocked for a while.
He didn't need the yellow wind monster to signal him to take out the Flying Dragon Staff.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar sounded, and the Flying Dragon Staff turned into an eight-clawed golden dragon in the wind.
As everyone knew, dragon claws were the symbol of the dragon race's strength. The more dragon claws there were, the more powerful they were. An ordinary five-clawed golden dragon was already very impressive.
The Flying Dragon Staff transformed into an eight-clawed golden dragon.
Although this was still different from the real dragon race, it was enough to scare Sun Wukong.
Especially the Yellow Wind Monster. Even though it knew that the Flying Dragon Staff was not coming for him, it still couldn't help but tremble.
Of the two magic treasures in Ling Ji's hands, the Air-frozen Pearl was specially used to restrain the Samadhi Divine Wind.
The Flying Dragon Staff, which could transform into an eight-clawed golden dragon, was the nemesis of the yellow wind monster, the marten.
When they encountered their natural enemy, even their allies would be terrified.
Unfortunately, the Flying Dragon Staff was the nemesis of the Yellow Wind Monster, not Zhang Huan.
The eight-clawed golden dragon swam in the strong wind, spiraling and rolling as it attacked Zhang Huan again and again.
Even the scorpion spirit could not help but worry for Zhang Huan. The eight-clawed golden dragon was beaten back again and again by him.
With such a magic treasure as an assist, the battle situation did not change at all.
Zhang Huan was at ease, and he was still as talkative as ever.
"Bald monk, you still don't want to admit that you're a nest of snakes and rats.”
If it was a real dragon, the eight-clawed golden dragon would have exploded when it heard this.
As a magic treasure, it should not have any consciousness. It was just a tool. Of course, it did not care about being squeezed.
Ling Ji and the yellow wind monster were different. Their mentality was about to collapse.
The two of them had already used all their skills.
However, all he got was Zhang Huan's mockery. What should he do?
Should they continue fighting?
Looking at Zhang Huan's disdainful eyes and his relaxed posture, what was the use of continuing to fight?
What Ling Ji relied on were the Air-frozen Bead and Flying Dragon Staff that Rulai had bestowed upon him.
His own strength was very ordinary, not among the four great Bodhisattvas, nor was he as powerful as Guanyin Manjusri.
Since the magic treasure had lost its effectiveness, he had no other choice.
Looking at the yellow wind monster, it had been doing useless work and was almost at the end of its rope. It could not continue even if it wanted to.
After thinking about it, he could only helplessly say,"Retreat."
As for saving Manjushri and Jinzha, he had to think of another way.
Otherwise, he was worried that besides Wen Shu and his disciple, he and the yellow wind monster would also need to be saved.
As a demon, the Yellow Wind Monster would be very happy if it could easily make contributions. It didn't mind pleasing Tathagata.
However, if he couldn't make a contribution, he might even lose himself. He had to weigh whether he wanted to risk his life or not.
Ever since he realized that the Samadhi Divine Wind that he was so proud of was useless against Zhang Huan, he did not want to continue fighting.
When he heard Ling Ji's order to retreat, he was overjoyed. He blew another mouthful of sand at Zhang Huan's face, then turned around and fled.
Zhang Huan held his sword horizontally in front of him to avoid being hit in the face. Then, he said,"Little Scorpion, aren't you going to take this opportunity to show off?”
The scorpion spirit's eyes lit up when it heard that. It stretched out its long tail hook and stabbed at the yellow wind monster that had turned around to escape.
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