Chapter 218: Who told you to talk to me in the sky

"Wukong, I know your water is not good, go and bring me the ice cube below."
At this time, Monkey King was stunned, without a trace of movement, his face was shocked to the extreme.
How much mana should be used to directly freeze a pool of water as deep as one hundred feet?
It's not that Sun Wukong was shocked to the extreme. This own master is really different from ordinary people, and actually has such a shocking mana.
After hesitating for a while, I saw Monkey King picking up the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and heading towards the center of the pool fiercely.
Originally, he thought that the toughness and long bone rod could directly smash the pool water, and then just put the white dragon on it.
But when the golden cudgel touched the huge ice cube, a shocking scene suddenly appeared. The huge ice cube did not break at all. No matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to separate it.
You must know that this Ruyi Golden Cudgel, although considered to be a good magic weapon in Journey to the West, is far inferior to the Ice Soul Rift Sword in Chu Feng's hand.
After all this thing, Guanyin was quite tempted after seeing it.
In desperation, this Monkey King is also worth visiting the cold lake in person to bring the frozen ice.
At this moment, I saw Chu Feng's right hand peeking slightly, and the Ice Soul Rift Sword in the cold pool had already returned to Chu Feng's hand.
The terrifying low temperature around suddenly disappeared. This huge block of ice, which resembled a thousand years of ice, was also instantly turned into dust.
The white dragon in the ice also slowly appeared before the two of them.
"You ate my mount, I want you to give me an explanation, doesn't it seem excessive, right?" Chu Feng muttered.
In the next moment, I saw that Bai Long moved slowly, and he rushed towards Chu Feng directly.
Seeing this, Chu Feng smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Can't you speak well?"
As soon as the voice fell, An Chufeng waved his hand slightly. In an instant, a huge sword light slowly rose from his hand and slashed towards the white dragon.
At this time, the little white dragon also had a ray of fear on his face.
He could clearly feel the fear of this sword light, but it was already too late.
Just when he just wanted to retreat, he saw that the sharp sword light was already hitting himself.
The next moment, the dragon scales shattered, and the pale golden blood stained the sky.
The little white dragon had already fainted, and his aura was extremely depressed, as if it would dissipate at any time.
But at this moment, a light golden light slowly appeared in the west, and the colorful lotus platform emerged spontaneously.
The person who came is not someone else, but the Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Three miles away from Chu Feng, the Guanyin Bodhisattva had already stopped, with an extremely strong look of fear in his eyes, and said quietly, "Tang Sanzang, how can you kill this little white dragon?"
"This is the mount I personally chose for you!"
"Why isn't it much taller than your white horse?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva stared at Chu Feng in front of him with a trace of blame.
But at this time, Chu Feng was slightly angry at the corner of his mouth, a icy smile, and saw one of his palms grabbed towards the Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the vastness of the spiritual energy suddenly condensed in the void. Huge handprints.
The handprint immediately wrapped the Guanyin Bodhisattva, and dragged it over alive.
"Who told you to talk to me in the sky?"