Smoke and dust are splashing, and the violent energy is constantly venting. The Eighteen Arhats felt as if they had been hit by a giant hammer of wind and thunder, even though they had urged the golden body of the Buddha Gate, they still couldn't carry this stick.

Boom, the stick fell fiercely, and the eighteen Arhats were knocked out by the strong force one after another, crashing into the surroundings of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, a voice rang out.

"Amitabha, fight to defeat the Buddha, you have fallen into the devil. If you continue like this, I'm afraid all your Dao Fruits will come to naught!"

The monkey stood in front of the hall of the Great Thunder Yin Temple, and the giant ape phantom behind him held a huge iron rod in his hand, staring at the entrance of the hall with grinning teeth......

"The Legend of the Western Heavens" Chapter 107 The Monkey's Bloody Thunder is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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