Five hundred Arhats showed joy: "We are still alive."

The others also showed expressions of surviving the disaster.

"Thank you Buddha."

They said to the Buddha.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha clasped his hands together, and countless lights lingered around him, flashing in the sky like stars, protecting everyone.

Sun Wukong's golden pupils reflected these lights. The Buddha was very strong. No one knew how strong he was. Now, he showed his strength for the first time.

Sun Wukong's stick was unreserved and could cause heavy losses to the entire Lingshan Mountain, and it was easily blocked by the Buddha.

"It's not easy to deal with."

Emperor Qinghua and God Gou Chen both had a little solemn face.

But Sun Wukong chuckled softly.

"Ah, that's what it takes..."

A happy expression appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

He flew high, his eyes flashed with a fiery fighting spirit. The fighting spirit burned, forming a whirlpool-like flame around Sun Wukong.

When Gou Chen saw this scene, he was stunned at first, and then gradually curled up the corners of his mouth.

Although it was difficult to make a decision to choose a position, Gou Chen found that perhaps Sun Wukong had a better appetite than the Jade Emperor.

This is a heavenly emperor who is even more fanatical than him.

Sometimes calm as the sea, sometimes hot as fire, two strange traits gathered on Sun Wukong.

Gou Chen doesn't hate it.

The Buddha felt the fighting spirit of Sun Wukong.

"Ana, Kashyapa, I want to fight Sun Wukong."

The Buddha said, "You stop the two heavenly priests."

"this……"

Ana and Kashyapa looked at each other. No matter how powerful they were, they would never be able to stop the two monsters!

"Eight Bodhisattvas and the Ancient Buddha of Lan Deng will help you."

The Buddha added another sentence.
Chapter completed!