Chapter 141: Devouring the Saint's Magic Weapon!

Up and down the Ling Mountain, there was already a large mess, and the boulders were cracking and rolling down, constantly splashing everywhere.

Large areas of dust and fog shrouded the entire foot of Wuzhi Mountain, making it impossible to see the scene ahead.

Rulai looked at the bottom of the dusty and misty Five Finger Mountain, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Sun Wukong, I said that I could suppress you once five hundred years ago, and today, five hundred years later, I can also suppress you again." It's just that you, the demon monkey, not only don't repent, but you still want to attack my Lingshan, why are you not looking for death? ”

smiled unconsciously, and did not find any signs of life at the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, which proves that Sun Wukong is very likely to be killed by him in seconds.

Although I feel that it is a little impossible, under the suppression of the Holy Array, the demi-saint will also descend to the realm of Daluo and even the Golden Immortal. Therefore, under the full suppression of Rulai, Wuzhishan, a mere big Luo, he felt that he could still easily erase it.

What's more, in his induction, there is no trace of life at all under the Five Finger Mountain, isn't this enough to explain the situation?

After circling around for a week, Rulai couldn't help but set his eyes on the Seven Great Bodhisattvas who were being suppressed by Tiancang, Little White Dragon and Barefoot Great Immortal, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I never thought that Zhu Tianpeng had also reached the realm of a half-saint, which was really unexpected."

Maitreya: "It's okay, when I and the Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp go to help, we will definitely be able to calm down this chaos in a short time." ”

Hearing this, Rulai couldn't help but nodded: "In this case, let's go over together, anyway, the demon monkey has been ambushed, and we can't help the master, and now we can only help clean up the mess left by the Jade Emperor." ”

Several people glanced at each other, and then they wanted to withdraw the holy array and rush to the periphery of Lingshan to support.

"Wait for the bald donkey, where are you going!"

Suddenly, there was a violent roar behind him, which immediately caused all the Buddhas to stop and stand, and they all looked back.

"Buzz!"

A buzzing sound came from the bottom of the Five Fingers Mountain in an instant, and then a touch of golden light surged wildly from the dust mist, swallowing and suffocating, like a wanton burning golden light fireworks, dazzling and dazzling.

Seeing this, Rulai suddenly frowned: "What's going on?" The demon monkey, who obviously has no breath of life and even the soul is not there, why is it not dead? "His perception will never be wrong, but it is not false that Sun Wukong is talking in front of him, but the question is, why is this?

At this moment, not only did he not understand it, but even several other Buddhas did not know why.

Under the perception of everyone, Sun Wukong's breath of life and divine soul fluctuated until this moment without any warning, like a ghost but not a ghost, like a void and not nothing, mysterious and mysterious!

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud rumbling sound from the bottom of the Five Finger Mountain, and in the eyes of the six great Buddhas, the Five Finger Mountain, which was close to the size of a third of the Spirit Mountain, was rising to the sky at an extremely fast speed, and it had rushed to the top of the Great Array of Saints in an instant.

And the figure of Sun Wukong is also revealed in front of the Buddhas.

Not only did he not die, but he also single-handedly propped up the entire Five Finger Mountain, suspended steadily in the high sky and blue sky.

Maitreya looked at Sun Wukong, who was holding the mountain with one hand, and said vigilantly: "Everyone be careful, the state of the demon monkey is very wrong, the breath and signs of life have all disappeared, which is very weird." ”

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if he is dead or alive, this Buddha will go and destroy the demon monkey now."

Relying on the super suppression of the Holy Array, Rulai was also disdainful, and then stepped lightly, and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

Seeing this, the Ancient Buddha couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Let's act together, even if there is fraud in the demon monkey, we can cooperate with each other to defend against the enemy, don't let that demon monkey hurt the sect leader." ”

"Well, that's it!"

Maitreya was the first to respond, and then flew up and attacked Sun Wukong with Rulai.

The six and a half saint Buddhas attacked together, and Sun Wukong, who was holding up the Five Fingers Mountain with one hand, grinned.

Suddenly, the golden light on Wukong's body suddenly changed, and the body of the saint, which was originally full of golden light, suddenly burst out with extremely thick black qi, covering all directions around his body.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from inside the Five Finger Mountain, and then a black light appeared, instantly swallowing the entire Five Finger Mountain.

The majestic black gas was like a big mouth, and after it just covered the entire mountain, Wuzhi Mountain disappeared in an instant in the eyes of Rulai and others, and disappeared without a trace.

Then, Sun Wukong's fingers opened slightly, and two pure black small stone balls appeared in front of everyone. Immediately afterwards, Wukong took out the golden hoop stick, placed the black stone ball on both ends of the stick, and then controlled the golden hoop stick to be incorporated into the stone ball and integrated into his body. From a distance, it looks like two small black dots at both ends of the golden hoop stick, which is inconspicuous.

"Hmph, are you fooling yourself in front of me. Sun Wukong, you are not qualified enough! ”

Although the sudden disappearance of Wuzhi Mountain was weird, Rulai was also full of indifference, only to see it take out a glass vajra from his arms and throw it at Sun Wukong.

Seeing this scene, Maitreya Buddha couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The Buddha is really willing to use the magic weapon of housekeeping for the sake of a demon monkey." As soon as this pestle came out, I was afraid that even the saint would not dare to take it hard, after all, it was the magic weapon of the saint. ”

High in the sky, the glazed vajra turned into a flash of white light and burst out, and it reached the distance of Sun Wukong's chest in an instant, as if as long as he took one further step, he could devour the immortals and destroy the saints.

Powerful energy fluctuations came from the tip of the vajra, which actually made Sun Wukong's saint body feel severe pain.

But contrary to the physical feeling, the corners of Sun Wukong's mouth suddenly rose, and then he saw his hands slightly extended, allowing the glass vajra to pierce into his chest.

"Poof!"

The glazed vajra stabbed Sun Wukong fiercely, directly sinking into his chest, bringing a large wave of golden blood.

Rulai watched Sun Wukong die without resistance, and couldn't help but shout in mid-air: "This demon monkey, crazy?" ”

No one knows the power of the vajra better than him. Under the holy level, if you touch it, you will die, even if you are a saint, you will be hurt by it.

When the master gave him the magic weapon, he deposited several saint powers in it, and what urged the magic weapon just now was the master's saint Buddha power.

This blow can be said to be a complete saint's blow, if Sun Wukong is not bent on death, then he is crazy!

Thinking of this, if you come to chant the magic in your mouth, you want to recall the glass vajra.

But soon, his complexion changed suddenly, and he continued to shout, "Demon monkey, what did you do?"

It was unbelievable to find that at this moment, he couldn't recall the glazed vajra, and he couldn't even feel the breath of the vajra.

"What the hell is going on?"

Rulai's face was anxious, and the vajra had the master's saint mark for him to control freely, but now he couldn't even feel the mark.

This is almost unlikely. But right now, it's really happening in front of his eyes...

Under the gaze of Rulai's anxious gaze, Sun Wukong, who kept bleeding from the corners of his mouth, grinned, and then he stretched out his right hand and reached out towards his chest, and directly took out the vajra with golden blood.

Glancing at the glazed vajra that was covered with blood, Sun Wukong simply wiped it, and then put it in his mouth without disgust and bit it with a smile.

"Click!"

A crisp sound sounded, and I saw that the sage's magic weapon, the glazed vajra, was bitten off by Sun Wukong's empty white teeth, and then began to chew and swallow, as easy as eating a peach.

It's a bit of a carvin, sorry

(End of chapter)