Erlang Zhenjun woke up from his deep sleep.

He had a split headache and straightened his upper body, but found himself lying on the bed with a girl.

"You're awake."

The girl covered the quilt and said.

Erlang Zhenjun looked at her and covered her head and recalled it.

He remembered that after hearing the Buddha's announcement, he asked the Grand Lord to get some fairy wine, drank it drunk, and then saw the owl, and then...

"You're planning to do something about me!"

Erlang Zhenjun raised his hand to the owl.

The owl looked at him and slowly closed his eyes.

"you……"

Erlang Zhenjun hesitated for a long time and slowly put down his hand.

"I am not Erlang Zhenjun. You, like me, were created two hundred years ago."

He said: "We have no distinction between high and low."

Erlang Zhenjun seemed a little discouraged.

The owl hugged him.

Her arms were very warm, and Erlang Zhenjun frowned slightly, but in the end she did not struggle.

"She has such a courageous attitude."

He thought to himself.

The two sat for a while.

Erlang Zhenjun suddenly frowned: "Why is it so quiet outside?"

He remembered that before he got drunk, the whole Wanling City was in chaos. Why is it so quiet now?

"Sister Daji sang a song."

The owl let him go and said, "Now everyone in the city is asleep."

"Yeah?"

Erlang Zhenjun got up and put on his clothes, walked out with the owl.

Outside the door, a group of grass-headed gods looked at the two with strange expressions.

Erlang Zhenjun snorted coldly, then looked at the scene in the distance.

Under the desolate night, cracks appeared on the ground of Wanling City, and a large amount of flames and thick smoke surged out. For some reason, the collapse of the world suddenly accelerated.

Seven rays of light flew past the sky and turned into spider spirits and fell into the Temple of All Spirits.

"Master, something big happened!"

The spider spirits surrounded Zhenyuan Daxian: "We are not spider spirits in the past!"

"What did we change?"

They chattered.

When the immortals nearby saw this scene, they were also a little envious of their innocence and fearlessness.

Not long after, a distant glory attracted the attention of the immortals.

The light galloped in the sky and then fell straight downward.

That's the little phoenix.

"The king is in the Heavenly Palace."

She said, "If you go now, you can still see him."

The immortals flew to the Heavenly Palace quickly.

The Heavenly Palace, standing in the clouds like a flame.

It's Sun Wukong.

The position he stood was the center of the four continents.

"Brother."

Ao Luan flew up with the immortals with joy on his face.

But some immortals stopped and looked at Sun Wukong strangely.

Not only because of the truth, but also because the flames on Sun Wukong's body are like the flames burning on the ground.

"Big, Great Sage."

Marshal Tianpeng asked nervously: "Did you put the fire on the ground?"

"He released it."

The little phoenix flew back behind the immortals and said, "He chose another world and wanted to destroy the three realms."

At this moment, everyone around me became quiet.

The silence of the heavenly palace is as dead as it is.

"Sage, tell me quickly, this is fake!"

Shuide Xingjun said.

Sun Wukong replied: "There is not much time left."

The flames on his body became more and more vigorous, and the patterns of the All Spirits were presented under his feet.

"Have you really done it?"

Little Phoenix asked.

She thought that finding these people might shake Sun Wukong but it didn't work.

"Even if this is a dream, it can last for a long time and be happy forever."

Little Phoenix said: "Once you do it, you will have nothing!"

“This is not a two-choice question.”

The wordless heavenly book opened in the palm of Sun Wukong's hand.

There is still some power left in this book.

If he destroys the three realms a moment in advance, he can save more people with the remaining power.

"Go."

Sun Wukong guided the power of the wordless heavenly book to instill the map of all spirits.

The burning all-spirit map rotates under his feet.

“It can accommodate the souls of all living beings.”

Sun Wukong said.

His thoughts flashed, and a golden flame fell from the void and fell on the map of all spirits.

In the pure and untainted night sky, the All Spirit Map began to expand rapidly, like a continent of flame hanging in the air.

"What kind of power is this?"

The immortals looked at the all-round spirit map spreading under their feet in surprise.

"The fire of merit."

The ancestor answered.

"Great Sage!!"

An immortal wanted to stop Sun Wukong, but was stopped by Ao Luan.

Ao Luan looked at Sun Wukong quietly and then said sadly.

"Brother is saving us."

Keeping the souls of all spirits is the only way to save them.

However, how difficult it would be to save all living beings in the three realms!?

Sun Wukong maintained the All Spirits Map, and several golden figures rushed up from the ground and landed in front of him.

They were little monkeys.

The little monkeys handed him the heavy books on their hands.

That is the book of life and death.

"With these, you will not miss the soul of a mortal."
To be continued...