Seeing that this thief monk was about to run away with the golden cicada, Sun Wukong's body flashed and blocked it coldly,

"Old bald donkey! Quickly leave this bullshit bug behind, otherwise, don't blame my old grandson for being ruthless! ”

"A little monkey head dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man! If I don't accept you today, you will surely fall into great trouble tomorrow! The monk sneered, and stepped forward to accept Sun Wukong, but he didn't want to jump out of a beam of light from the apprentice Jin Chanzi he had just received, which instantly covered Sun Wukong firmly.

How could he be unfamiliar with this mana mixed with Sun Wukong's own breath, but he didn't expect it......

"Ruoruo, what are you going to do?" He took a step forward, stopped in place, tilted his head, nodded slowly, and sat down on the ground gently, but in a moment, he absorbed the huge mana that contained it.

Getting up again, he has reached the realm of Mahayana, and he can still fight with the monk in front of him, but ...... There is Ruoruo in the belly of the golden cicada, there is Zhen Yuanzi, he is dead, naturally there are reservations, for a while, the monk and the golden cicada work together, but they can have a tie with him!

In this battle, the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, the surrounding mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the flood was flooding, which was even more terrifying than the twelve divine beasts at the time of the flood...... And the two culprits who caused all this have no remorse, one is to save his best friend, and the other is only for himself.

In the end, it was the golden cicada who threatened the life of Nalan Ruoruo in his womb, so that the monk had an opportunity to trap Sun Wukong with a net of heaven and earth, and ended this war that seemed to not stop.

"Sun Wukong, look at this originally vibrant land turning into an ocean, do you know wrong?" The monk looked at him, not a little compassion on his face, but a little joy.

Sun Wukong frowned,

"Put Zhen Yuanzi and Ruoruo, let it go!" Then he tore through the net and attacked the monk's door.

"Amitabha...... The old man is kind of persuasion, but he is stubborn, and he is really an uneducated monkey! ”

"your grandpa's stinking fart!" Sun Wukong spat, pointed at the monk and sneered,

"If you let it go today, if you don't let it go, my grandson will let you die, and there will be no scum left!"

"Really?" The monk shook his head and grabbed it with his backhand, and Nalan Ruoruo, who had been unconscious, came out of the belly of the golden cicada and fell into the monk's hands.

"Admit your mistakes, or ...... She's dead?! Then without waiting for Sun Wukong to speak, he pinched Nalan Ruoruo's primordial spirit, which was the original interpretation of what it was like to be dead for him.

Sun Wukong stepped forward with a stick, looked at Nalan Ruoruo's pale face, and her Yuan Shen who slowly began to collapse, was silent for a long time, and finally put down the golden hoop stick,

"I know, wrong." If so, maybe I will get the ending you predicted, but I don't regret it, as long as you are well, I have nothing else to ask for!

"Amitabha." He bowed his head and sincerely confessed his mistake,

"I hope that the Buddha will be gracious, bypass Bai Jingjing and Zhen Yuanzi, and Sun Wukong will bear all the sins!"

"That's good! That's great! The monk instantly turned into a rulai appearance, and even with the golden cicada rose to the clouds little by little, the unconscious Zhen Yuanzi and Nalan Ruoruo appeared together, and he didn't give the three of them a short get-together, and pressed towards the nether realm with his backhand,

"Five hundred years later, see the light of day again!" Sun Wukong looked at the five-finger-shaped mountain above his head and slowly closed his eyes,

"If so, take care ......"