The Zen staff landed on the barrier and bounced back.

The barefoot immortal was blown hundreds of meters away.

The gourd appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, emerald green water spurted out of the green gourd.

Moreover, the water, like a waterfall, fell from the sky and fell towards Tang Xiaobao.

However, not a single drop of the water fell on Tang Xiaobao's head. All the water bounced back and finally landed under the cable bridge at his feet.

The river water rose slowly.

But the waterfall in the sky showed no sign of stopping and continued to pour down as if it would never stop.

In a blink of an eye, the river water surged.

It almost submerged the cable bridge.

Several women have stood up. They are clean and protected by the barrier. Looking at the barefoot fairy's performance, they just look at him with contempt, their expressions full of ridicule.

If this is how we can deal with Tang Xiaobao...

Well, there's no chance of success no matter how you think about it.

There won't be even a glimmer of hope.

If that's the case, then they have nothing to worry about.

Tang Xiaobao is going to direct a play, a monkey show, so they can just be the audience.

The barefoot fairy's face flushed red, and she became even more panicked.

The Zen staff in his hand and the magic gourd are his most famous magic weapons. They have accompanied him for countless thousands of years and have captured many powerful people.

It is because of this that he has a high status in heaven.

But today, it doesn't work at all.

He wanted to leave, but he was unwilling to do so, and he couldn't leave.

He couldn't leave, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

Tang Xiaobao has blocked this space.

The barefoot immortal has not tried it, but he has tried it, so he naturally knows.

If you can't escape, you can only fight to the death.

Unfortunately, his magic power was very low, at least in Tang Xiaobao's opinion, so his dying counterattack was meaningless.