Chapter 541 Fighting wits

"You bitch, you are so bold. When will it be your turn to interrupt? Why don't you get out of here!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king scolded angrily, raised his foot slightly, and lifted the Peach Blossom Lady aside and followed the hillside to the foot of the mountain.

Ten-thousand-year-old zombie Wang Zhi is in the Shakyamha Pagoda. This Peach Blossom Lady is just a dispensable beauty for him. Compared with the Sakyam Pagoda, it is much more insignificant. Now he wants to coax the Sakyam Pagoda in Feng Xiaotian's hand, but there is no way for the Peach Blossom Lady to make trouble. It is small for Feng Xiaotian's life. It's not good to get to the Sakyamuni Tower.

Feng Xiaotian asked knowingly, "You old monster, what conditions do you want? You might as well talk about it!

When the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king heard the words of Xiaotian, he felt that there was a door to it, and said with a happy face, "Ha ha, it's good to say that for you, it's just a hand. Isn't your boy put away an ancient tower in the Kingdom of the Ming Dynasty? As long as you take it out and give it to me, I will leave immediately and never disturb you to fly to the fairyland again. What do you think?

"Guta? What kind of ancient tower? Why don't I remember?" Feng Xiaotian sensed that the true qi in his body had not been completely transformed into the spirit of immortals, so he asked pretended to be demented, but suddenly in his heart that what he expected was really not bad. The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king really came to the Sakyam pagoda in his hand. Naturally, he could not give it to him. If he didn't hand it over, there was still room to go around with the Sakyamuni Pagoda. Once Hand it over, I'm afraid that not only the treasure can't be kept, but also my own life can't be saved!

The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was anxious and didn't care to distinguish the truth from the truth in Feng Xiaotian's words. He urgently reminded him, "Why are you so forgetful? When you were in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, didn't you put away the ten-thousand-year-old pagoda? After you put away the ancient pagoda, I can be free from the seal!"

"Oh... Which ancient tower are you talking about? Ha ha, speaking of which, I was grateful to you for saving my life. Why didn't you thank me, but also wanted to kill me when you came out? I don't know what it is?" Feng Xiaotian patted his forehead and pretended to say suddenly, just to delay the time, and then asked again.

"Uh? This... At the beginning, I was suppressed for ten thousand years, and I was just released by you. My mind was a little unclear, so I messed up the killer. Fortunately, I didn't make a big mistake. I'm here to apologize to you!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was stunned when asked. As soon as his eyes turned, he explained. Finally, he bowed his body slightly and bowed his fists, but he thought to himself, "Damn it, do I still need a reason for me to kill anyone?" However, at this moment, I am in a hurry to get the Sakyamuni Tower. In order to get the Sakyamuni Tower, I have to pretend to apologize first and pretend to apologize. It's not too late for the Sakyamunia Tower to settle accounts with this boy when it arrives.

"Ha ha, well, well said, in this case, I don't want to pursue it!" Feng Xiaotian pretended to be generous and said. After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly and intensified the transformation of the spirit of the fairy spirit. The large whirlpool formed by the washing light also began to gradually shrink. Seeing that the true qi of the whole body was about to be transformed, but at that time, he was the real body of the fairy body.

"Uh? Then Shakyamuni Pagoda, I don't know if you are willing to..." The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king waited for a long time, but found that Feng Xiaotian had no follow-up at all, so he couldn't help asking anxiously.

"Oh, old monster, you mean to suppress your ancient tower back then? I have to think about it!" Feng Xiaotian pretended to be confused and said.

"What? Think about it? Didn't you take the Sakyamuni Tower with you? The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king couldn't help but say that.

"After the young master got the ancient pagoda, he turned over and found that it was not of great use except that it could be used to smash people. It was not as good as the flying sword in my hand, so he threw it away casually!" Feng Xiaotian said lightly.

The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was angered by the careless tone of Feng Xiaotian. What an important treasure the Shakyam Pagoda is. Although the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king himself did not know what other wonderful uses the Shakyam pagoda has, just the role of suppressing himself for ten thousand years can be among the best fairy weapon, and this stunned Zi actually said that it could only be used to smash people, and he threw it away casually. It's really a violent thing!

"Kid, you... you threw away the ancient tower, you... you are really a super prodigal! I can't wait to tear you alive!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was furious and roared loudly.

The peach blossom lady lying in the earth and stone at the foot of the mountain was overjoyed to hear the words. Well, the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king in anger will definitely tear this hateful Feng Xiaotian into pieces.

When Feng Xiaotian heard the words, he was not in a hurry, but scolded the ten-thousand-thousand-year-old zombie king and said, "Old monster, why are you roaring? I'm thinking about where I threw the ancient tower. You yelled so loudly, but you messed up my thoughts. Do you want this ancient pagoda or not?"

The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king suddenly became half short when he heard the sound, and his voice suddenly slowed down and said, "Okay, okay, boy, think about where it is it? As long as you help me find it, I will no longer interfere with your soaring!"

"Well, don't bother me. Let me think about it. How long has it been? It's hard to think about it!" Feng Xiaotian waved his hand impatiently and said, but he shouted anxiously in his heart, "Ta Ling, Ta Ling, come out quickly, big trouble is coming!"

"Master, I'm sleeping. What's the matter? You have to wake me up!" After a while, Tarling's voice finally came from the bottom of his heart.

"It's broken, it's broken, do you still remember the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king?" Feng Xiaotian asked anxiously.

"Uh? Of course, I remember. That person has been suppressed by me for ten thousand years. How can I not remember?" Taling replied carelessly.

"Today, I was about to fly up, but this man came to disturb me, saying that he would not let me go until he got the Sakyamuni Pagoda?" Feng Xiaotian preached in a hurry.

"Uh? That man was seriously injured by you that day. How can he recover so quickly? Taling was also shocked when he heard the words.

"I don't know. It seems that my strength is not weak. I guess it's because I found a good host. Do you have any good way to deal with him?" Feng Xiaotian humbly asked for advice.

"Stabilize him first and wait for me to see him first!" Taling replied, and then Feng Xiaotian only felt that his eyes were cold, and he knew that Ta Ling had already used his eyes to observe the movement of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king.

"Your Majesty, this boy is very cunning. I'm afraid it's just to delay the time at this moment. Don't be fooled easily!" The Peach Blossom Lady, who crawled in the earth and rocks at the foot of the mountain, finally recovered. Just now, she heard the conversation between Feng Xiaotian and the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, so she quickly stood up and said to the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, regardless of the matter that she had just angered the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king.