When Tang Luo and they appeared in this icy and snowy land.

The surrounding chanting and chanting became louder, and the snow in the sky condensed into a huge ice and snow Buddha, slapping Sun Wukong and Tang Luo with one palm.

The ice-blue giant palm fell, carrying an endless chill.

Sun Wukong lazily yawned, and in this yawn, the power of the rage turned into an endless wind and spat out of his mouth.

The ice-blue giant palm was torn apart in an instant, and the Ice and Snow Buddha didn't last much time and disintegrated on its own.

Snowflakes poured in the sky, and there was a huge avalanche.

The avalanche dissolved on its own when it was close to Tang Luo and Sun Wukong, it was not a move, but Sun Wukong released a little bit of the power of qi and blood, which was enough to cause such an effect.

"Is it useful to consume this kind of thing? Maitreya, if you have the ability, come down and fight in a dignified manner! Whoever instigates who is the grandson! "Sun Wukong used the agitation method.

He knew that Maitreya must be staring at everything here.

With this level of attack, want to consume?

It may still have some effect on Tang Luo, who is seriously injured, but for Sun Wukong, it is basically Jingwei reclamation. It's like an ordinary person holding a shallow metal spoon, standing on the beach and scooping water, trying in vain to scoop the sea dry.

But it's one thing to be ineffective, it's another to be annoying.

Maitreya would obviously not be provoked by this level of agitation.

Well...... Anyway, at such a moment, Maitreya will definitely have the reaction of the true Buddha, that is, even if Sun Wukong urinates on his hands in front of him, Maitreya can still smile.

It's almost over, and then shoot Sun Wukong into the mountain.

"Amitabha."

Maitreya didn't answer, and a not-so-neat Buddha horn sounded and answered Sun Wukong.

In the snowstorm, hundreds of people slowly appeared.

The Precept Monk, each floor of the Demon Suppression Tower is guarded by a considerable number of Precept Monks, acting as jailers.

The precept monks in the first eighty floors (the first floor is the entrance, there are no guards) have all died with Sun Wukong's stick.

There are now one hundred and eight ordination monks.

Each of them was bald-headed, or wearing a white fox coat, or a heavy white coat, and sat down on a fierce monster like a lion, tiger and bear, acting as a mount.

These precept monks don't look like monks...... In addition to the mount, this kind of demon beast mount is a Buddhist tradition represented by the Great Lei Yin Temple.

A lot of arhats and bodhisattvas like to ride and stuff like that.

I don't know how the trend was formed, Rulai will always sit on the golden lotus.

The other two of the three Buddhas are the same.

Probably the wave led by the five bodhisattvas?

"Amitabha."

The sound of the Buddha's horn made Sun Wukong upset, and he waved his hand outward.

The power of terror was not vented in the slightest, and it was extremely wasteful, forming a wave that spread in all directions.

The group of precept monks did not behave much better than their colleagues, and in the wind and snow, there were suddenly less than five people left. Despite their cultivation, in fact, each of them has reached the realm of Arhats, and they can already be regarded as the strongest fruit positions in Buddhism.

"Demons!"

The remaining monks were furious, and their killing intent was clear.

"Huh?" Tang Luo turned around, and with a flick of his fingers, the head of a precept monk burst open, and the headless corpse fell.

"With merit, these monks have fallen into the devil." Tang Luo said.

"They're the ones who are being held here?" Sun Wukong was a little strange.

It is not uncommon for monks to be imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower, what force is there not a few two or five boys?

The Heavenly Court and the Great Lei Yin Temple are not exempt from vulgarity.

Even, there are quite a few two or five boys in the Great Lei Yin Temple - they are not traditional betrayals, but most of them are demons.

However, being imprisoned in the Great Leiyin Temple is a punishment, which is to "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground" and return to Buddhism.

These ordained monks do not see any signs of punishment.

"It doesn't matter."

Tang Luo didn't bother to care, why these precept monks were like this.

It may be that violence has been countering violence for a long time, making power a blessing, and finally "demonizing" may be possible.

"Yes." Sun Wukong threw the golden hoop stick into the sky, and the golden hoop stick became larger in mid-air, like a pillar of heaven falling.

There was a loud bang.

The ground under their feet continued to crumble and dent, and Tang Luo and Sun Wukong fell into a seemingly bottomless abyss.

After a while, the two were down to earth again.

"So it's so thin?" Sun Wukong took back the golden hoop stick, and the environment on this layer was the same as the previous layer, which was ice and snow.

The thickness of the "earth", which separates the two layers, is about 20,000 kilometers.

However, after shattering, the resistance suddenly increased to an exaggerated degree, exhausting the power of the random stick.

It seems that it is easier to smash down layer by layer than to break several layers at once.

However, Sun Wukong does not have this patience.

As soon as he landed, he raised the golden hoop stick and smashed it down without saying a word.

Heaven and earth fall, heaven and earth spin.

The surrounding scene changed from ice and snow to yellow sand.

"What level is this?" Sun Wukong looked around and looked up at the sky again.

There are too many destruction at one time to count them all.

"I don't know, keep smashing, you can always get to the end." Tang Luo was very calm.

At this moment, the yellow sand surged up in the sky, and instead of forming any image of the Buddha, it smashed his head and face.

The power of terror is enough to polish the steel and iron bones to the point that they no longer exist.

"Someone is fighting." Sun Wukong turned his head to look.

A group of fierce flames are fighting with a group of monks.

Needless to say, those monks are all precept monks of Da Lei Yin Temple, and they are also all in the realm of Arhats.

The "people" who fought with them, there were people, and there were also humanoid demon beasts, and they also showed good strength in this demon subduing tower, although they were inferior, but at least they could fight with these precept monks.

This is related to the fact that their strength is not weak, and it is also related to the fact that Sun Wukong smashed it down with a stick, so that the suppressive power of the Demon Suppression Tower weakened in a short period of time.

With the passage of time, this suppression will become stronger again, after all, Sun Wukong did not completely destroy the Demon Suppression Tower.

The number of ordination monks here is much higher than the number of ordination monks above.

More and more precept monks arrived, and the battle situation began to change, and the golden Buddha shrouded in all directions, and after suppressing those prisoners of the Demon Suppression Tower, they directly attacked Sun Wukong and Tang Luo.

Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed his head, put his palm to his mouth, and opened his mouth to spit out.

Hundreds of monkey hair avatars appeared, rushing towards those golden Buddhas and precept monks, and the sticks in their hands turned into sticks in the sky and fell with a bang.

In a few seconds, the battle ended, and a group of monkey fur incarnations were not taken back by Sun Wukong, but instead converged to form a huge ape.

Hands raised in the air and slammed into the ground.

The bottomless pit appeared, but it was not smashed through, and the quicksand around it kept coming.

It was as if it had forcibly smashed a hole in the water for a split second, and it would soon be refilled.

The giant ape raised his hands again and smashed down, and the "wound" that had not yet healed was enlarged.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Like a piledriver, the giant ape incarnated by monkey hair destroys the "ground" of this layer with a speed beyond the recovery and goes to the next layer.

And this time, and very long. In such a situation, with Sun Wukong's patience, he can afford to wait, but it really doesn't last long.

"What are you doing! We're going up! Take us with you, and we'll help you kill the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple together! ”

The group of prisoners who were imprisoned took the initiative to greet Tang Luo and the others.

Although it was daytime, there was always a fog in the sky to isolate everything, even if Sun Wukong destroyed it all the way, the fog still did not disappear, as if it was symbiotic with the Demon Suppression Tower.

They don't quite know that the above has been destroyed by Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong didn't bother to look at those prisoners.

Monkey fur avatars are more fun than they are piling.

Tang Luo looked at these fellows with interest, they were sinister and cunning, or pretending to be insidious and cunning, rude and violent, or pretending to be rude and violent.

There is also the killing intent and bloody aura that can't be concealed.

Tang Luo didn't know if all the people in the Demon Suppression Tower were bad people, but these people in front of him were indeed not good people.

If you temper them......

"Kill it!"

"Kill in one piece!"

"Kill all those monks!"

"Let the Great Lei Yin Temple bleed like a river!"

Tang Luo saw it, and those people immediately beat the snake and flew over, and kept clamoring around him.

They want to escape, and following these two strong men who suddenly appeared is the best way.

"No, we're going down, we're going to release more people!" There were also people who made really constructive comments, "Come with me, I know the way to the next level, all together!" We can help you! ”

"Help us?" Tang Luo suddenly laughed, "Good idea, you can indeed help." ”

Before those people could smile, or if they were already smiling bloodthirsty and getting even crazier.

Tang Luo's glazed bone claws poked out, and a thousand hands couldn't prevent it!

The blood mist filled.

The most effective way to help is naturally to turn it into merit.

"Ahh After doing this, Tang Luo clapped his hands violently, "I know why those precept monks have fallen into the devil, they are all bad people. ”

"Why?" Sun Wukong asked.

"They must have done the same thing as me."

"Huh?" Sun Wukong was a little speechless, "Master, do you really think you are a demon monk?" ”

"I've always felt that there was nothing wrong with what Maitreya said." Tang Luo didn't care at all, "Actually, I think that if the owner of the merit jade lotus is not me, but someone else, if you temper me, there will be a lot of merit power." ”

"Boom!"

Compared to before, a voice that was not loud sounded, and the next floor was opened.

The monkey hair incarnation was taken back by Sun Wukong, and the two fell into the black passage together.

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"Roar!"

With an angry roar, the huge palm blocked the golden hoop stick, and then, as Sun Wukong used further force, it was torn apart.

Most of the huge body was smashed by a stick, and the remaining part fell.

It's like a mountain falling.

There are beasts in the western wilderness, its shape is like a tiger and big, the hair is two feet long, the human face, the tiger's feet, the pig's mouth teeth, the chaos in the wilderness, the name is Han. One is very proud, and the other is difficult to train.

The monster that fell was the Han Zhu.

It is also a disappearing beast in the mountain and sea world, but it is different from the general term of "race" in the mountain and sea world.

There is only one that appears in the Demon Suppression Tower, named "梼杌".

Moreover, the strength is extremely strong, if it was the Monkey King back then, he might not be the opponent of this Hanji.

"The upper layer is gluttony, now it's Hanqi, and the next two layers should be chaos and poverty?" Sun Wukong shook off the blood on the golden hoop stick and guessed.

The tone was slightly excited, and this was the kind of battle that made him feel refreshed.

"Probably so. In an hour, we should also finish the day. Tang Luo said.

It can be seen that there are a large number of looming spells in the surrounding void, and these spells are dense and extremely numerous, and it can almost be said that the entire space is composed of these spells.

On each charm, there is a six-character mantra.

While seeing Sun Wukong on fire, he also had a feeling of being pressed under the Five Elements Mountain again.