Due to the huge gap with the true cultivation of Rulai, Wutian's failure was doomed from the beginning, and all the efforts made in the past 33 years were actually nothing more than unwilling to be a marionette of Rulai, dying and struggling.

This point, Wutian, is clearer than Cao Yi, an outsider, but he is a little unwilling to accept reality.

"While I'm still here, get out of here now, it's too late."

Wutian retracted the coldness at the corner of his mouth, and his slightly dim gray eyes were cast in the direction of Nantianmen.

Where, you have already begun to fight to the death, and the fierce battle has begun.

The monsters he collected from the corners of the four continents are far from the immortals and Buddhas who have lived for I don't know how many thousands of years, and the rich heritage of the immortals and Buddhas is too far behind, even if there are countless resources accumulated frantically in the past thirty-three years, it is far from good.

There are constantly big demons on the wild road, and the big demons who have been famous for many years have fallen. Weapons and magic weapons were taken away or smashed to pieces.

A half-blood Dapeng with a seven-thousand-year-old Taoism, and a saber-toothed tiger spirit with a thousand-year-old Taoism, were torn to pieces by the immortals and Buddhas.

In this life-and-death situation, it doesn't matter what compassion or precepts you have.

"Since I said to see you off, I will naturally accompany you to the last moment"

Cao Yi's eyes also turned in the direction of Nantianmen.

Wutian has always been a person who doesn't say a word twice, and he didn't speak again when he heard the words.

After a while, several Immortal Buddhas and Sun Wukong joined forces to break the defense of Nantianmen, which can be called unparalleled in the world, and then the righteous division behind them poured into the Heavenly Palace like a flood.

"Kill"

The long-awaited black robe led the demon army, the spirit army, and shouted out from the endless buildings of the Heavenly Palace like a wave, and fought with the equally large scale of the righteous army.

All kinds of magic weapons don't want to throw money at each other, all kinds of powerful and terrifying supernatural powers bombard, people keep falling, people continue to die, the scene is chaotic to the extreme, and it is also shocking to the extreme.

"Black Robe"

Sun Wukong shouted loudly, jumped out of the crowd, held a golden hoop stick, and shook his finger at the black robe.

The black robe raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, and his blood was churning, like a demon from hell, he was played by Sun Wukong in the Mongolian realm last time, and his death was miserable.

After the resurrection, I always wanted to settle accounts with Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, I want to fight you to the death"

The black robe roared angrily and rushed towards Sun Wukong, waving the iron rod in his hand, drawing a terrifying chain of order.

"Demon, you have done a lot of evil, today is the day you fall"

Sun Wukong also rushed forward.

As soon as the two fought, the black robe, which had not made much progress for thirty-three years, fell into disadvantage, and after a few moves, his strong body fell in front of Sun Wukong.

"Before I could exert myself, you fell"

Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop stick and shook his head in disappointment.

Since the last time he swallowed the relics, his cultivation has increased day by day, and he can no longer experience the hearty fighting before.

On top of a pile of hideous and terrifying corpses, the black robe that kept bleeding blood from the seven orifices glanced at Sun Wukong hatefully, and his vision became blurred.

Thousands of years ago, he was just an insignificant little snake, and his life was like an ant, which could disappear at any time, until he encountered Wutian, and he leapt into a dragon and completed the ultimate leap of life level.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't meet the requirements of the Heavenless Buddha.

"Buddha, I have let you down"

After the last thought popped into the black robe's mind, he fell into darkness forever.

The death of the black robe became the last straw that crushed the demon army and the spirit army.

All of a sudden, many people lost the will to fight.

"Attack the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and welcome back the Buddha"

Sun Wukong was like a sharp knife, crashing into the demon army.

In an instant, the demon army was torn apart.

Several other gates, under the leadership of Nezha, Yang Jian and others, the righteous divisions also successfully broke through.

The giant scorpion died in the hands of Yang Jian and Tang Seng, and the Yuan Shen was pierced, and it was difficult for even Wutian to resurrect her.

The winning demon died under the joint efforts of Zhu Bajie and Nezha.

Other demons, such as the blue-haired lion, were slapped to death by a bodhisattva.

The majestic and noble Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

Qiao Ling'er is not like this after all, when she heard the movement outside, her excitement was overflowing, "Wutian, it's all at this point, you still haven't escaped?" ”

Wutian glanced at Qiao Ling'er coldly, "If I were you, I wouldn't be able to laugh at all?" ”

Qiao Ling'er was confused, "What do you mean?" ”

Wutian didn't take care of Qiao Ling'er anymore.

Cao Yi explained for Wutian: "What the Wutian Buddha means is that if the true spirit of the Buddha comes back, there will be no need for you to exist as a substitute." ”

"Substitute" Qiao Ling'er was stunned for a moment, not only did her face not fall, but said indifferently: "I have put life and death aside, as long as I can destroy you, the devil, what if I die?" ”

Cao Yi couldn't help but glance at Qiao Ling'er a few more times.

Walking in so many worlds, there are really not many people who really look down on life and death.

"He doesn't look down on life and death, his true spirit is not complete, similar to a puppet"

Heavenless opening.

At the same time, grab your hands.

Qiao Ling'er's sea of knowledge is open.

An incomplete, somewhat muddy true spirit flashed by.

"I see"

Cao Yi was stunned.

There was an earth-shattering bang.

The door of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was smashed open.

Sun Wukong, who was carrying a golden hoop stick, took the lead and rushed in.

"Ling'er"

"Elder Sun"

Qiao Ling'er showed a happy expression.

Seeing that Qiao Ling'er was fine, Sun Wukong put his mind at ease, and turned his gaze to Wutian, who looked indifferent, "Wutian, your time of death has arrived"

"Most are useless, let's fight"

Wutian made a brazen shot.

Sun Wukong shot at the same time.

Compared with the huge disparity in the Donghua Emperor Dojo last time, this time the two are on par, and hundreds of rounds have passed, and the two have not been able to distinguish the winner or loser.

During this time, the immortal Buddhas with heads and faces poured into the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

All of them, their eyes looked at Wutian and Sun Wukong without blinking.

Don't look at the fierce fight just now, with a posture of victory in sight, if Sun Wukong loses, everything will be in vain.

"There is still half an hour, that is, the day when the fixed number comes, Wukong cannot win on time, and the Three Realms will continue to rule by Wutian for thirty-three years, and at that time, it will be the catastrophe of our and even the Three Realms."

Zhen Yuanzi said with a calm face.

The faces of the immortals and Buddhas have darkened a lot.

Cao Yi smiled secretly in his heart.

This can be said to be one of the planners of this catastrophe.

If Rulai is the behind-the-scenes conductor, Zhen Yuanzi is the front-stage conductor.

When he opened his mouth at this time, no matter how he looked at it, it was like forcing Sun Wukong to play with his life.

Sure enough, Sun Wukong's offensive was much more fierce, and he played with no regard for life and death.

Wutian is a little struggling.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the arrival of the fixed number.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't sit still: "Now that it's happened, I have to tell the truth"

All the Immortal Buddhas looked at Zhen Yuanzi.