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Depending on the class, the changing droplet size is different.

Countless water droplets converged and merged into the water belt.

If you count carefully, you will find exactly 129560 drops.

Chapter 223

It was originally 129600 drops of water, but because Monkey King and others took action and killed 40 soldiers, there was a shortage of 40 drops, which could not form a one-yuan number.

The figure of the national teacher changed and turned into a blue translucent water figure, which is the incompletely transformed Zimu River.

Zimuhe opened his mouth and sucked the water belt into his stomach.

The body began to solidify, and finally transformed into a fairy.

He is still a master who has reached the top level of Daluo Jinxian. He waved his blue fan in his hand and said, "It's a pity! It's a pity! If it wasn't for the lack of origin, I would definitely be able to advance to the sub-sage."

"Brother, let's run!" Zhu Bajie said timidly, ready to run away at any time.

All three of them were seriously injured, not to mention dealing with the top-rank Da Luo Jinxian, even the middle-rank Da Luo would be hard to parry.

"It's not time to run yet!" Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.

Zhu Bajie asked curiously, "Why isn't it the right time?"

Sun Wukong raised his finger to point to the sky and said: "We are in the barrier, we can't get out at all."

They are trapped in the fairyland of the daughter country, and they can only leave with the permission of Zimuhe.

There is another situation, that is, there is super strength to break through the barrier and go out.

According to the situation of the enchantment, at least the strength of Yasheng is needed.

If you don't have the strength of Yasheng, don't even think about leaving.

Zhu Bajie understood, and said in despair: "Is there really only death?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "We won't die, God Sinon will take action."

The seven-color godhead has been refined, and it belongs to Si Nong.It is impossible for Li Nong to ignore him while he is still on the Westward Journey.

In fact, Zimuhe had already been warned not to hurt the lives of Tang Seng and others.

……

"what!"

"Who will save me!" Tang Seng shouted in pain, feeling that the whole world was dark.

Zimuhe showed kindness and said, "Be good! Be obedient! As long as you give birth to the child, your lives will never be hurt."

"No! I'd rather die!" Tang Seng shook his head and said, he really didn't want to have a little monk, even if he died.

Zimuhe continued to threaten: "If you don't give birth, then you will all die!"

The killing intent erupted, covering the entire fairyland.

Sun Wukong and others couldn't bear the killing intent, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, give birth quickly!"

Zhu Bajie only wanted to leave quickly, and also shouted: "Master, just agree!"

Sha Wujing teased the two-headed tiger fish in his arms, blocking the sudden killing intent, and quickly shouted: "Master agrees quickly, Xiao Shuang can't stand it anymore."

Xiao Shuang refers to the two-headed tiger fish in his arms.

"Master agree quickly, I am innocent." Bai Longma also shouted, but there was not much pressure.

The white dragon horse didn't drink water, and was the only one that didn't lose its origin.

Can easily resist killing intent.

……

"no no!"

Tang Seng struggled, really didn't want to!

As time passed, my belly was getting bigger and bigger, and it was full term.

"what!"

Tang Seng screamed.

Two little bald heads appeared, crawling around on the ground, very cute.

Tang Seng lay on the ground in despair, staring at the sky blankly.

"Ha ha!"

Zimuhe recruited with a big smile, holding the two little bald heads in his hands, feeling the strange origin.

If it is all refined, even if it cannot restore the original source, it is almost the same.

The blue real fire rose and began to refine.

It didn't take long to refine a group of golden essence, which exudes Buddha's light.

Zimuhe opened his mouth to swallow the golden essence, and began to replenish his own.

"Oh!"

With the continuous refinement, the aura became more and more powerful, and soon broke through the shackles of the Daluo Jinxian, and successfully advanced to the sub-sage.

"Haha! I am the Holy Mother of Son and Mother, and I will become a sub-sage." Zimuhe shouted, reporting to the prehistoric world.

"Congratulations to the Holy Mother for becoming a sub-sage!" Sun Wukong saluted and congratulated.

Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Bai Longma reacted, and also bowed and shouted: "Congratulations to the Holy Mother for becoming a sub-sage."

The only one who didn't salute was Tang Seng, who was still lying on the ground with no eyesight, as if he had received a fatal blow.

Zimuhe stared and said slowly, "How should I deal with you?"

Monkey King and the others lowered their heads and remained silent, calling out to the god of agriculture in their hearts.

……

At this time, a rice leaf appeared in the sky, floating in the void, emitting colorful rays of light.