"Are you angry? What's the use of being angry?" Sun Wukong patted the Buddha's face, looking cynical.

Sun Wukong was confident that no one in this world could break free from the shackles of Ruyi Golden Cudgel!

"Now, it's time to calculate the account of Huaguo Mountain!" Sun Wukong smiled, and endless hatred suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Your fire was burning for three months!"

Sun Wukong still remembers the Huaguo Mountain that turned into a scorched earth!

"You have a portion of the scorched earth on Huaguo Mountain!" Sun Wukong roared and punched the Buddha, but was blocked by the golden light around the Buddha.

"In order to control me, I harmed millions of creatures in Huaguo Mountain!"

After failing to hit a punch, Sun Wukong was not angry. In a very short period of time, he smashed thousands of punches into the Buddha's head, and the golden light scattered.

"In order to play with me, I burned all the land thousands of miles away!"

The harsh collision sound echoed in the sky. Every punch of Sun Wukong could make the golden light shattered in the sky, and the entire sky became extremely dazzling for a moment.

"You Buddhas and gods... why don't you die!!!"

From beginning to end, the Buddha could only passively defend and could not move at all.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Golden light shone everywhere, and Sun Wukong kept tilting his power towards the golden light around the Buddha.

"This damn golden light curse!" Sun Wukong gasped, looked at the Buddha's unscathed appearance and complained, with golden light flashing in his eyes.

Sun Wukong had to admit that even if he restrained the Buddha, he still could not break the Buddha's defense.

The difference in strength between the two is too big.

"Have you tried enough?" Suddenly, the Buddha's indifferent voice rang in Sun Wukong's ears.

"If you remove your turtle shell, I might be able to beat you enough." Sun Wukong said to the Buddha.

"It doesn't matter if you don't fight enough." The Buddha said lightly, his tone getting colder, "because you no longer have the chance to fight back."

"What do you mean..." Sun Wukong was still smiling, but after Sun Wukong felt the power gushing out of the Buddha's body at this moment, he was stunned.

For some reason, Sun Wukong felt that the Buddha's momentum was soaring with an unimaginable degree.

"Ruyi Golden Cudgel?"

Sun Wukong began to tremble as the golden cudgel tied up the Buddha, showing signs of looseness.

"It's just a chaotic artifact. If this can tie me up, then I'm not the Lord of the Small World in the West!"

boom!

Three relics exploded in the Buddha's body, and an extremely terrifying aura filled the sky.

Sun Wukong realized the danger and no longer hesitated. He gathered all his strength with his right fist and rushed towards the Buddha.

The world changes color and thunder explodes.

Sun Wukong's punch hit the golden light condensed around the Buddha, and the strong wind roared. Yang Jian on the ground could no longer withstand the impact of the momentum of both, and he flew out directly and hit the six-sided barrier.

"Break it for me!!!"

Sun Wukong roared, trying to break through the Buddha's defense in one fell swoop.

Sun Wukong had a premonition that this punch would be his only chance!

More than a thousand years ago, Sun Wukong was pressed by the Buddha to the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain and could not move. Although Sun Wukong has recovered his consciousness, his own strength has not improved much.

The enemy is not a good thing, the enemy hates Mo Yuecha's fingers

Therefore, Sun Wukong knew clearly that even if he was a saint, he was definitely not a match for the Buddha.

Sun Wukong's roar echoed between heaven and earth, and the monks subconsciously clenched their fists and stared at the dazzling golden light.

After the enemy is not hatred, but the enemy is not cool in the game.

The six-sided lock world has already sparked charming blue light, and the energy in Nanzhou City is surging, and the laws are manifested. The monks even think that they see the beginning of the world.

Click.

A slight sound suddenly sounded, and the golden light on the Buddha's surface appeared thin slits.

Seeing that his attack worked, Sun Wukong couldn't help but show joy on his face. With one go, Sun Wukong injected all his strength into his fists.

The auras of the two saints intertwined in the sky, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel seemed to be unable to bear the auras of the two saints anymore and quietly fell off the Buddha.

The cracks of the golden light around the Buddha became bigger and bigger, and Sun Wukong could even see the Buddha's fair skin.

As long as he punched the Buddha's body, Sun Wukong believed that even if the Buddha did not die, he would be seriously injured.

"Destroy my home and ruin my heart... Millions of creatures in Huaguo Mountain disappeared under the burning of your heavenly fire. This blood debt...it's your turn to pay it back!"

The enemy is not far away. The ghost queen is watching the war Yang Xianzhu alone

Click!

Sun Wukong roared, and the power in his body poured out. A storm broke out in the sky, and endless thunder seemed to be about to split the world.

The golden light on the Buddha's body...bang shattered.

The flames around Sun Wukong poured towards the Buddha, and the dark sky was burned red by the flames.

Can……

When the golden light around the Buddha was shattered, Sun Wukong clearly saw the Buddha's smile.

The Buddha's mouth was filled with a joking smile.

Sun Wukong's pupils shrank suddenly!

"Wukong, I said...I am angry." The Buddha looked at Sun Wukong and said in a very indifferent tone.

The flow of time around seemed to have become extremely slow. Sun Wukong could clearly see the trajectory of the surrounding wind and the Buddha's hand slowly pressing towards his chest.

In Sun Wukong's eyes, the Buddha's movements were extremely slow, but Sun Wukong found that he could not avoid it at all.

All movements in this world have slowed down hundreds of times in Sun Wukong's eyes... However, Sun Wukong could not control his body and could only watch as the Buddha placed his hand on his chest.

Dongdong!

Two heartbeats sounded in the sky, and Sun Wukong's eyes, which were lit with golden light, suddenly became dim.

Yang Jian stood up from the ground with difficulty, covered in blood.

Ruyi Golden Cudgel fell in front of him, splashing countless dust.

"Once again..." Yang Jian stared at the sky in a daze. For some reason, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Puff!

Sun Wukong's chest burst open, and his internal organs gushed out with blood, dyeing the sky red.

"Qi Tian... The Great Sage?"

The secret of the moon ship of the Houyuan Keku

The monks stared at Sun Wukong who was pierced by the Buddha's chest, and they couldn't believe it at all...

It was obvious that the Great Sage had broken the Buddha's defense just now, why did it now?

Sun Diyuan's love for the enemy is to capture the lonely battle land

Sun Diyuan's hatred and love is the only one who catches the battle field and bombs!

Gulu!

The monks swallowed hard, and suddenly felt their legs weak and despair surged in their hearts.

"No self, no intention." The Buddha looked at Sun Wukong, whose eyes gradually became dim, and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Sun Wukong, you will never be able to realize such a state. Since that's the case... let's die."

The Buddha clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Sun Wukong in front of him, "Amitabha."

"No self, no intention?" Sun Wukong touched his empty chest and felt his power disappearing rapidly.

"Yes... I will never understand what you said is selfless and unintentional."

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth curled up slightly, his pupils completely dissipated, and he fell downwards.

"It's over..." The Buddha looked at Sun Wukong who was powerlessly falling, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself softly.

Yang Jian knelt on the ground dejectedly, looking at the dull Ruyi Golden Cudgel, his eyes gradually became unconscious.

He could no longer feel the breath of Sun Wukong.

The Monkey King, this time he really fell.

The land and land hatred of the cool ships in the moon and the moon

"Oh... how long have I been away? Why did I become so hurt like this ghost?"

Just when the monks were desperate, Zhang Ziling's voice sounded in the sky.

A figure in a black robe slowly appeared below and caught the falling Sun Wukong.

The Buddha suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the man in a black robe below, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"Demon Emperor...Zhang Ziling!"
Chapter completed!