The purple shirt was also paying attention to the battle in the sky, and at the moment he was watching the situation change with pride. The fight between the Buddha and the Qilin Emperor has not yet been ten moves, of course, it is not a battle that has been fought for a long time, but the purple shirt believes that Yi Yun's murderous sword path will never miss any fatal opportunity to determine the outcome after fighting out of the current situation one after another. Even if this kind of timing is accompanied by danger, the Yiyun of practical flow will never let it go...... This is the killing sword of the killing path!

Of course, Yi Yun didn't intend to miss the situation created in front of her, whether she could kill the Dou and defeat the Buddha, that couldn't be sure, but this battle should be over.

The right hand of the Qilin Emperor holding the golden hoop stick continued to pull back at the same time, the flapping eagle wings pushed the body of the Qilin Emperor to lightning-like towards the power of the golden hoop stick bent and thrown to bring the high-altitude fighting Buddha, the palm of the virtual grip, every time at the same time as the back, the virtual holding of the golden hoop stick, with the promotion of the eagle wings quickly slid forward.

Dou Shengfo held the golden hoop stick tightly, and in the fierce monkey eyes, he watched the Qilin Emperor control the golden hoop stick like lightning, and with the help of the pulling power of the golden hoop stick, he flew towards him with his own body.

The immortal masters who watched the battle were all waiting for the result expectantly, because they all saw that if there was no other supernatural power to save themselves, there would be only one way to abandon the golden hoop stick. However, without the golden hoop stick, the outcome of this duel has already been decided.

The Qilin Emperor pounced in front of the golden body of the Dou Sheng, the steel-like eagle claws stretched out from the Qilin Emperor's chest, and in an instant, at the same time, he grabbed the neck and limbs of the Golden Body of the Dou Sheng, the kind of control full of oppressive power, no matter how hard the Dou Shengfu Buddha struggled, there was no possibility of getting rid of it...... However, the fighting Buddha did not give up the golden body and fled, let alone let go of the golden hoop stick in his hand......

The flying sword qi of the evil Buddha dancing in anger continued. A number of dark purple flying sword qi was formed. Straight to bombard Dou Sheng's body. Bombarded the hole on Jin's body that was stabbed by the Beiluo Zixiao Sword not long ago...... Deformed, the golden monkey's Buddha body is deformed, deformed, and bombarded by the flying sword qi into a formless ...... Gradually. There are gaps, and there are more and more gaps, more and more...... Fighting the Buddha couldn't move, but he smiled...... He couldn't see the sky obscured by the Qilin Emperor's body. But I remembered Huaguo Mountain many years ago.

The view of Huaguo Mountain is beautiful...... In fact, there is no beauty in the pure land of Huaguo Mountain that belongs to him in the Western Heaven of Bliss, because the pure land of the Buddha can always change according to the Buddha's wishes, and there are only monkeys, only fruit trees, and only wooded mountains and forests, waterfalls, and rivers in the pure land of the Huaguo Mountain in the West Heaven Bliss......

Sun Wukong has never forgotten that many years ago in Huaguo Mountain, there were also a lot of monkeys. But. There are also a lot of beasts. As monkeys, they are chased by tigers and run desperately. Chased by a leopard and desperately fleeing...... In the lush grass, bitten by a poisonous snake...... Huaguo Mountain is beautiful, but it is full of dangers. Monkeys are no match for fierce tigers and leopards...... Bitten by a wolfdog...... That's the sorrow of the species.

Sun Wukong was fed up with that kind of sorrow, so he studied hard, and he quickly practiced seventy-two changes, cultivated a unique somersault cloud, and cultivated countless Buddhas could not cultivate, the body has the incorruptible body of Vajra, immortal, immortal, immortal. But he still failed to defeat Erlang God Yang Poke, Yang Poke is powerful, the Howling Sky Dog is terrifying, when he was chased by Erlang God, the Howling Sky Dog made him feel like he was back in Huaguo Mountain......

The sorrow of the species? That kind of sorrow is infinitely magnified by the great sun...... Five hundred years under the Five Fingers Mountain, he only longed for freedom, the arrogance he once had, and the arrogance that he once didn't take everything into his eyes were all consumed in those five hundred years. Only the restless heart that remembers the past. When Tang Seng went, he was actually very happy, although he hated Tang Seng very much, for the sake of freedom, he still accepted the task of escorting him to the west to learn scriptures.

He became a Buddha, and eventually became a Buddha, because he was fed up with the sorrow of being a goblin.

It's a pity that the West Heaven Bliss is not true, and the Buddha is not true, so he is in the West Heaven Bliss, and has become a naughty monkey again, but that kind of stubbornness is more like a kind of unwilling despair of comfort, although the monk always calls him a naughty monkey, but he himself knows, maybe all the gods and Buddhas also know, that the monkey who is empty-eyed, dares to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and challenges the Great Ri Rulai no longer exists, just like many goblins and demons who have challenged the heavenly court and challenged the Western Heaven Bliss, and finally does not exist.

It's not change, it's endless suffering. Without a third choice, Sun Wukong chose to become a Buddha, and like many goblins and demons who have challenged Heaven and Western Heavenly Bliss, he chose one of the two choices.

Flesh and blood are flying, under the attack of the continuous unconscious evil Buddha flying sword qi. Fighting to defeat the Buddha's arm, only the white bones remained, and the golden monkey's Buddha body had already been shattered, and every beam of dark purple flying sword qi could traumatize his entire body at the same time. The pain of pain continued to stimulate his nerves, but he did not die, and he did not let go of the golden hoop stick he was holding, even if that hand was already only white bones, as terrifying as a white bone spirit.

'Whew...... Yiyun, let him go, he has no combat power anymore...... In his consciousness, the Qilin Emperor was touched by the unyielding will to fight, and he didn't want Yi Yun to continue attacking, but he didn't forcibly reject Yi Yun's consciousness to control his body. Because he respects Yiyun more, he just pleads and persuades. The Qilin Emperor felt that he lacked such a will, like a rebellious will to fight, he could have escaped if he defeated the Buddha, if he gave up the golden hoop stick early and left the Buddha's body, then he would definitely have time to get out of 108,000 miles away with a fight, of course Yi Yun couldn't catch up, and it was impossible to chase. However, the Fighting Buddha did not give up the golden hoop stick, no, he would rather bear the constant bombardment of the evil Buddha's flying sword qi in despair......

It was his choice, and the way to respect a strong enemy was not to give humble pity and sympathy, but to respect the choice he made. He did not choose to flee, and the path he chose for himself should be respected. Yi Yun's indifferent response confused the Qilin Emperor, he didn't understand it very well, he felt, maybe because he was not rebellious yet, he was not rebellious and brave and fearless, so he still didn't understand, maybe it was the cowardice that he didn't completely overcome made him always feel that life, living is important and precious. 'Whew...... It's so hard to understand—'

It's hard to understand, but the Qilin Emperor didn't continue to dissuade him, he believes that Yi Yun must know more than him, and he must know better than him the choice of fighting to defeat the Buddha.

Losing the Buddha's body, the fight to defeat the Buddha, in front of the huge body of the Qilin Emperor, the insignificant ones are not even ants, but the flying sword qi can always bombard him accurately, no, it is on the skeleton. His flesh and blood were gone, only a skeleton remained, but he was still alive, his soul still in the skeleton, and the dark eye sockets on his skull could still see the scene.

"Can you beat my grandson back to his mother's womb and turn him into stone?"

"As much as possible." Yi Yun raised the Qilin War God Sword in his left hand, and the sword body was covered by the Qilin Emperor's innate heavenly fire and dark purple Zixiao Yan, and suddenly stabbed down on the skeleton of the Dou Victory Buddha, and the blazing two-color flames spread rapidly, burning all over the skeleton of the Dou Victory Buddha in the blink of an eye. "Squeak squeak...... This fire is more powerful than the red child's three-flavor real fire, and it really hurts my grandson to burn it...... Okay, okay, I can burn my grandson back to my mother's womb and turn it into stone. Okay......"

Fighting to defeat the Buddha, King Kong's incorruptible body, immortal and indestructible, it turns out that rumors are not needed.

In the heavenly court, after a jubilant sound of celebration of victory, there was a gradual silence.

Dou defeated the Buddha and was defeated in front of the Qilin Emperor, but he did not choose to abandon the stick and escape...... Every time the dark purple beam of flying sword qi flashed, the energy explosion that bombarded the Fighting Buddha also shocked the hearts of many immortal realm masters in Heavenly Court. That...... It was Sun Wukong, who once made havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and the energy of the continuous bombardment of the flying sword qi exploded, touching the hearts of many masters in the fairy world.

"He's back."

Some people said this with embarrassment. Yes, that's how many people are touched. He is back, the monkey who does not yield to the gods and Buddhas, the Monkey King, is back. At this moment, he is no longer a Buddha with fear, suppressing his nature, and losing his unyielding and arrogant fight to defeat the Buddha, but - Monkey King!

He's back.

Above the void, at the top of the firmament, a galaxy-like starlight lit up. Many people noticed that the milky milky starlight was falling at a rapid speed...... Gradually, when I saw it more clearly, I realized that it was an extremely beautiful, extremely beautiful man...... With a dreamy handsome face, although the thousand-zhang long body was huge, there was no trace of bloated in it, and a pair of huge, white wings stretched out from his back, flapping, driving his body, and the silver spear he held in his hand, flying to the ground like a meteor.

The galactic flashes that spread all around his body seemed to be as wonderful as they had been brought down from the Milky Way in the universe.

"Marshal Tianpeng's true body ......" Heavenly Court, someone looked up and watched, muttering to themselves.

Canopy, he is the canopy, the divine body of Zhu Bajie, and the true body of Zhu Bajie. At this moment, it was like a god from the universe, flying down, and the silver spear in his hand shone with a beautiful light like the Milky Way......

The Qilin Emperor's eagle wings stretched out, and the power generated in the flapping took the Qilin Emperor to the ground like lightning, and flew straight up against the canopy marshal who fell from the sky!

Distant beyond the firmament, above the moon.

In front of the main hall of the Moon Palace, Chang'e held the white moon rabbit, gently, and slowly stroked the white fur of the moon rabbit. "He said he loved me, he said he was going, I couldn't bear to stop him, even if I knew that he wouldn't be able to come back, I would have been reminiscing about the past in painful thoughts, but I still couldn't bear to stop it. You say, is it because I love him too? (To be continued.) )