"Brother Monkey?!"

"Big brother?!"

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng recognized at a glance that the golden cymbal was the one that trapped the monkey before, and immediately subconsciously revealed a trace of joy in their tones.

But soon......

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng reacted.

Now in this situation, it is difficult to calm down and gather with the six demon saints, and its purpose is even to coerce Western Heaven Buddhism to reach any conditions, no matter how monstrous the monkey's combat power is, it can only be regarded as a gift to people, right?

What Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng think, will the monkey not be clear?

As early as thousands of miles away from the Little Leiyin Temple, the monkey's fiery eyes saw the situation of the Little Leiyin Temple clearly.

It's a pity that even so, the monkey still didn't hesitate at all, and forcibly came back with the golden cymbal, even though he knew that the hope of rescuing the master was very slim, but in the monkey's heart, the matter was ...... There is no need to think, and there is no room for thought.

Facing the rapidly approaching golden cymbal, Yi Nanping's heart was slightly touched, and he couldn't help but curse secretly in a bit of a surprise.

"What a stupid monkey! Don't you know how to find a helper? How did a person come back. A sucker! ”

It's just that it ignores some issues.

Looking for help?

Who are you looking for?

In the Flame Mountain, Yi Nanping is a human opponent of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, the third prince of Nezha and the three virgins Yang Chan, each of which belongs to the first-class combat power in the Three Realms.

The monkey is completely in sight of these.

This kind of strong enemy, no matter how extensive the monkey's friends are, they really can't find any helpers to help, and they will even take a few more lives in vain.

So, the monkey came back alone, dragging the golden cymbals weighing three or five mountain ranges, and came back again from tens of thousands of miles away.

Fortunately, with the death of Maitreya Buddha, the mana that was originally left in the golden cymbal was finally rootless, so that the monkey soon completely recovered its supernatural combat power, and now the golden cymbal that was shrouded in the monkey's body was regarded by the monkey as a weapon with boundless inertia and rushed towards Yinanping.

"Rest the injured Master!"

With a roar, the speed of the golden cymbal was three points faster again, and faintly smashed down like a huge meteorite, and its strength and inertia were afraid that it would be able to smash the earth through it!

In the face of such a terrifying scene, it was difficult to calm how to feel how to touch it, but on the surface, he was not shocked, and flatly stretched out his right hand to resist the "meteorite".

At the moment of hit, the pure white wings behind Yi Nanping shook slightly......

"Boom!"

A huge wave of sound swept in all directions in mid-air, shaking away all the clouds that had surrounded the Xiaoleiyin Temple, leaving only an area where the sun shone directly.

Among them, under the spread of the aftermath, the Lion Camel King, who was always stabilizing the giant peak to prevent it from collapsing, bared his teeth slightly, and the bright yellow light emitted from his body first dimmed, and then lit up again for three points.

"Sent to death? Wild monkeys? ”

As the aftermath slowly subsided, a cold voice sounded in mid-air.

The next moment, without waiting for the monkey to talk, he didn't want the monkey to be trapped in the golden cymbal with three points of freedom, so he grabbed the golden cymbal with both hands at the same time, his eyes froze, and he suddenly made a force!

"Tear up!"

Like the sound of a cloth tearing, the weight of this mountain range is comparable to that of three or five mountain ranges, and the tenacity can temporarily trap the monkey's golden cymbal was torn apart by Yi Yiping's hand.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of many great powers of Buddhism, I can't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Maitreya Buddha in the hands of this refining I don't know how much Yuan Hui Buddha gold is also a major feature, usually turned into a golden cymbal shape to trap people, occasionally used in front of other great powers of Buddhism, often show that this golden cymbal is trapped inside, but the outside is quite flawed, and it is easy to be damaged when it encounters external forces.

However, the same Buddhist power, for Maitreya Buddha's bottom line is very clear, the so-called "easy to break from the outside", is just Maitreya Buddha's secret control of the Buddha's gold to show the characteristics, in fact, the Buddha gold is not only tenacious, incomparable, but also has been Maitreya Buddha conceived not low spirituality.

But...... In the case of the fall of Maitreya Buddha and the fact that he did not deliberately control the Buddha gold, Yi Nanping tore the golden cymbal so lightly, which really made many Buddhist powers a little dumbfounded.

Perhaps, if they change their golden bodies to the golden cymbals, it must not take a little more effort to tear them apart, right?

And at the moment when Yi Nanping tore open the golden cymbal and released the monkey, the golden hoop stick hidden in it slammed towards Yi Nanping's head with great divine might.

"Really...... Worry-free......"

Hidden in the "Light of the Righteous Path", Yi Nanping muttered silently, and had no intention of resisting.

Just when the golden hoop stick in the monkey's hand was about to hit the unsettled, a golden light flashed on the side, and another almost identical golden hoop stick appeared in front of him!

"Bang!"

The two golden hoop sticks collided together without the slightest fancy effort, and in an instant, a golden light bloomed from the sky above this small thunder sound temple, and the sound of violent collision resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Deadlocked......

The two golden rods were deadlocked.

Perhaps, relatively speaking, the expression of the Supreme Treasure is a little more relaxed, and the expression of the monkey is much more solemn, but their stalemate with each other does not seem to be fake.

On the other hand, Yi Nanping on the side of the two monkeys seemed to have little interest in this, and said flatly. "Wukong, don't you really want to win or lose with this wild monkey? Over to you. ”

The Supreme Treasure grinned, revealing a few wild fangs, and said. "Master Yi, give it to my grandson, this impostor, wait for my grandson to kill it, so that you can understand the real majesty of the Monkey King."

When the monkey heard this, his fiery eyes were round, and he stared at the Supreme Treasure with disdain. "Wow, you fake dare to speak outrageously? If it weren't for the Master's dissuasion that my grandson should show more mercy, he would have killed you a long time ago, how could you be allowed to be so rampant? ”

"Then come on, impostor, win, my grandson will beg the master to return the holy monk to you!" The Supreme Treasure said with full of fighting intent.

When the monkey heard this, his expression was solemn, and he originally wanted to take the opportunity to save the master with the technique of clone, but he turned to look at the Supreme Treasure with blazing eyes, and did not ask whether it was true or false, because the monkey understood very well, and the other self also categorically disdained to tell lies.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

As the words fell, the two monkeys instantly turned into two golden rays of light and headed towards the sky, fighting and fighting together.

At the same time, Yi Nanping threw away the relics in his hand, looked to the west, and asked calmly. "What? Not going to make a move? ”