In the gap between the three realms, Sun Wukong shuttled through the chaos.

His eyes shone brightly, as if a book appeared in it.

Countless roads evolved before his eyes, like glowing channels, disillusioned in the void, and finally a clear signpost was left.

"there."

Sun Wukong turned to the right and left in light.

"How is that possible!"

The Buddha who was chasing behind him was shocked.

This chaotic land is vast and boundless, with only one exit, and even he can't find it. How could Sun Wukong find it?

"Stop it!"

The Buddha reached out and hit Sun Wukong, and within dozens or hundreds of miles ahead, the chaos was completely destroyed.

But Sun Wukong didn't even look and flew in one direction.

The wordless heavenly book resonates in his soul.

“This is a good place.”

Sun Wukong thought to himself that when he was outside, the wordless heavenly book was not so active.

It is free and free in the cracks between the three realms, as if its original power is a guide.

"Should you stay for a while?"

Sun Wukong thought to himself that the situation outside had stabilized and he could study the wordless heavenly book seriously.

However, as soon as this thought arose, an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly arose.

"What's going on?"

A light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he saw the scene of black flames burning on Ao Luan's body.

"Ao Luan!"

Sun Wukong was shocked and was immediately chased by the Buddha.

"Sun Wukong, don't leave."

The Buddha released endless Buddha light, and the power of the heavenly way was vast, imprisoning the space.

"It's already done here, I have to go out."

Sun Wukong said: "What happened in the three realms."

Buddha deduced it.

"All sentient beings suffer, but this is a small suffering."

Buddha answered.

The Jade Emperor's approach was beyond his expectations, but it was not a different approach.

Since we cannot stop Sun Wukong, we will destroy the heavenly way of all spirits.

"What the Great Heavenly Lord does is the right way."

The Buddha said.

"You are really... stubborn!"

Sun Wukong's anger rose, and the light behind him burst out like a god of war.

The Buddha's expression was solemn, and he used his magic power, and an immortal Taoist lotus bloomed under his feet.

"boom"

In Lingshan, something hit the rosette.

"Cough, cough..."

Bodhisattva Lingji got up from the ground, and his body seemed to be about to break.

"Why are there more and more enemies?"

He looked into the sky, and some immortals appeared out of thin air.

Emperor Gou Chen and Emperor Qinghua are very difficult. Now that there are more immortals, it is becoming increasingly difficult to fight.

"Can you take a break?"

Bodhisattva Lingji thought, and found that there were more than a dozen arhats who were lying in the distance, and their eyes lit up.

"Okay, these guys pretend to be dead!"

He walked to the Arhats and kicked them a few times: "Hey, get up quickly."

The Arhats did not move, as if they were really dead.

"Really dead?"

Lingji Bodhisattva explored their breathing and his faint breathing.

Except for the huge stick mark on everyone's back, they were not seriously injured.

"Hmph, can't I pretend to be dead?"

Bodhisattva Lingji wiped some blood on his face and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

A hard object knocked on his shoulder.

"Stop messing around, buddy, I have to pretend together!"

Bodhisattva Lingji said.

The hard object was stunned and knocked again.

"I said don't make a fuss..."

Lingji Bodhisattva opened his eyes and was suddenly stunned.

There is no buddy in front of me, only a familiar stick.

The golden cudgel circled around Lingji Bodhisattva for a few times. It had not yet attacked, so why did this guy fall down?

"Gurlong."

Bodhisattva Lingji swallowed his saliva and knew why the arhats had stick marks on their bodies.

The golden cudgel floated loomingly on the ground, and the rod body was flashing with golden light and trembling slightly.

"Hey, isn't it true?"

Bodhisattva Lingji suddenly realized something was wrong. This golden cudgel was not the real body, but just a clone.

"Hmph, what can you do to me just a weapon?"

Lingji Bodhisattva stood up.

The golden cudgel roared at him, and he grabbed it with one hand.

He is not those arhats, and it is impossible for him to be defeated by the clone of the Golden Cudgel.

"Let me see where your true body is."

Lingji Bodhisattva controlled his clone and used his magic power to search for it.

Soon, he saw the golden cudgel deeply stuck to the ground nearby.

"It's actually so small."

Bodhisattva Lingji looked at the golden cudgel. Compared with the light column that was larger than a mountain before, the current golden cudgel is only nine feet long.

"Are you plugging too much and not being able to get out?"

Bodhisattva Lingji pulled out the golden cudgel curiously.

"Don't touch it!"

In heaven, when the Buddha saw the movements of Lingji Bodhisattva, he hurriedly shouted: "I just sealed it!"

"oops!"

Bodhisattva Lingji accidentally fell and the magic circle under his feet was wiped out.

With a "boom", the golden hoop turned into a stream of light and flew out, shooting towards the lotus seat, smashing a small hole.

"Lingji!"

The Buddha descended from the sky: "You..."

Lingji Bodhisattva stood up in a hurry: "I'll seal it right away!"

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

The Buddha looked at the golden hoop.

The golden cudgel was like lightning flashing in a flash, but in just a blink of an eye, it disappeared.

But it was not missing, but because it was extremely fast, it disappeared from sight.

"Boom boom boom"

There was a dense sound of impact on the rosette.
Chapter completed!