Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie also had a sneer on his face.

"You're going to stop me?" Sun Wukong asked.

Zhu Bajie glanced at Rulai, and then at Bai Ye: "Kill Rulai first, without him, I'm afraid we won't be able to kill Rulai." ”

Crazy, it has already happened back then, and now Zhu Bajie is very calm.

He knows what he's going to do, and he knows how he's going to do it.

From this point alone, he is more sober than the current Monkey King.

Rulai's lofty gaze fell on Zhu Bajie's body.

In his opinion, Zhu Bajie's sobriety is extremely ridiculous.

A chess piece is a chess piece, no matter how sober and clear you are, it is just a chess piece.

How can a chess piece be able to resist a chess player?

"Head! I want a head! ”

Sha Wujing behind Bai Ye roared, and the Zen staff in his hand rose again and fell towards Bai Ye's neck.

Beneath the cold, mechanical, and submissive exterior lies a twisted and crazy soul.

Sha Wujing was about to resist.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick pressed and stopped Zhu Bajie: "If he dies like this, what do we want him to do?" ”

"Wukong is really ruthless."

Bai Ye's voice sounded, with a hint of a smile, "Anyway, I'm also your master, and I've provided you with dwarf music for so long, have you forgotten?" ”

Sha Wujing's Zen staff was grabbed by his outstretched hand.

"It's okay not to die." Sun Wukong looked at Rulai, "If you don't die, let's do it." ”

"Oh, aren't you dead yet?"

If you come to speak, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the hall stop chanting and chanting the Buddha, and follow the opening.

The sound overlapped and overlapped, like an angry wave, setting off an invisible storm in the temple.

The faces of Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong changed, and they almost stood unsteadily.

Sun Wukong's eyes were full of anger.

This monk is far more powerful than when he was suppressed!

Or, in fact, he is far less powerful than he was back then, and what he is still fighting now is just an immortal heart and an immortal obsession.

Fortunately, there is another monk.

Sun Wukong glanced at Bai Ye, who was unharmed except for some blood on his body.

Madness and fighting for a lifetime are just a vent.

This kind of venting, Sun Wukong has tried his best many, many times, and now, he wants to end it even more.

Bai Ye stood up again, flicked his sleeves, and made a move.

Sha Wujing's body flew up, and a hole appeared behind him, ingesting it into it.

The Infinite Trading Pavilion of the Sleeve and the White Night, combined with each other, was enough to easily suppress Sha Wujing.

"If you come, do you want to continue playing? This deal should also be over. ”

Bai Ye looked at Ru and said.

"You're sober and plan to rebel against me?" If the mouth is closed, it is the other "people" in the temple who open their mouths to speak.

"It's not sobriety, it's not intended."

Bai Ye laughed, "It's already started." ”

The scepter, emerging from his side.

Rulai Gujing's expression finally changed, like a stone thrown into the calm water, and the surface of the lake rippled in circles.

"Introduce yourself formally."

White Night took a horizontal step to the left, and a translucent phantom of a white-robed monk remained in place.

The white night on the other side revealed its true appearance.

Although it is also a white monk's robe, the monk's dress, but the appearance is different from the translucent phantom around him.

Translucent phantom, that's the golden cicada.

"White Night, from another world, an honest, trustworthy, kind, harmonious businessman, hobby is to travel to various worlds to trade and make friends, after trading, many people have become my friends."

Bai Ye had a smile on his face, but his body was full of evil spirit.

"The present holder of the Staff of Wealth, the fragments of which you have been obtained, are part of it."

"Jin Chanzi made a deal with me, let me take his place and complete the deal with you - of course, the final winner is definitely not you."

"I'm going to get the pieces back, too, so ...... I'll be here. ”

Rulai returned to the face of Gujing Wubo, but the faces of the "Buddhas" in the hall showed anger one by one.

Be the color of Vajra and demons.

"That's basically the case."

The golden cicada beside Bai Ye bowed slightly to Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong, and disappeared as a point of light.

"The purpose of the golden cicada is to make all the gods and Buddhas disappear, including himself."

Bai Ye looked at Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie and said, "From the beginning, he was also one of his pawns, no matter what the final result was, success or failure, he would die, and the revenge and resistance of the two against him were successful at the beginning." ”

Neither Zhu Bajie nor Sun Wukong spoke.

They felt that the white-clothed monk who disappeared was the real madman.

"Then, I have another deal with Sun Wukong next, I want to help him and let you really die." Bai Ye glanced at Rulai, and then looked at Sun Wukong, "You monkey, you always do things that are capable of being a 'pig teammate', I think you should change roles with Bajie." ”

Sun Wukong snorted coldly.

"Master of the Scepter."

The "Buddha" in the hall spoke, "Do you think you have won the battle?" ”

Rulai gradually began to walk down from the altar, no longer so high, indifferent and lofty as the sky, the expressions of those bodhisattvas and arhats are the mood fluctuations of Rulai.

"Don't forget, that transaction itself was established because of the power constraints of me and the golden cicada!"

Rulai has enough power to defy the deal, and even ruin the deal between him and the golden cicada.

Just pay some price.

If the master of the scepter had not appeared, even if he had failed in the end, he would have been asleep and silent.

Just like it was difficult for him to kill Jin Chanzi and Sun Wukong.

If the golden cicada really wants to kill Rulai, it will be 10,000 years earlier.

But now, the appearance of White Nights has changed all that.

Once Rulai sinks, because of the absorption of the power of the fragments, he will undoubtedly be completely destroyed by the man in front of him.

His power, everything will be taken away and become part of the scepter.

That's real death.

Between paying the price and truly dying, the choice is self-evident.

"Huh."

White Night chuckled and reached out to grab the scepter.

On the scepter, there was some light that made Rulai's heart palpitate, but then it "quieted".

"The deal, in fact, has been taken over by the scepter."

Bai Ye said, "If you disobey, the price is death, and you can't annihilate—"

Bai Ye paused: "I have always felt that there is no pleasure in watching others do such a thing as revenge, and it is better to do it yourself." ”

He took a step back and motioned for Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie to come up.

Bai Ye is a businessman, not a martial arts faction, and the things of fighting and killing have never been suitable for him.

"Monk, are you ready?"

Sun Wukong smiled and looked at Rulai.

The aura continued to rise, and the peerless demon king of the year gradually returned.

The power is constantly filling.

Sun Wukong didn't know why this was the case, probably because the iron curtain-like sky was finally torn apart, giving him hope.

Or maybe it's his last battle.

It is enough to burst out with the most brilliant brilliance.

After this battle, there will be no gods and Buddhas!

After this battle, there will be no demon king Sun Wukong!

On top of the golden hoop stick, a warm flame burned, and what came out was a blood-red color.

"Foolish."

For example, when he said, he did not move, but the arhats in the temple moved.

Five hundred Arhats jumped up, angry eyes, and the light of the Buddha shrouded them.

"Get out!"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily, and the golden hoop rod swept away, tearing the sky composed of this group of arhats.

For the first time, the immortal mist of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was blown away.

The main hall shook.

"It's!"

Zhu Bajie showed a hint of horror on his face, and took a step back abruptly.

Under his feet, it is not the white jade slab that he originally imagined.

Rather, it is a head that is extremely tight, very tightly fitted, without any gaps, stepping on it, just like stepping on the ground of the sword shadow.

Zhu Bajie recognized these people.

Heavenly Court used to be a heavenly soldier and heavenly general, and there were even a few, and he was very familiar with it.

During the period of Marshal Tianpeng, there were still many soldiers under his command.

Zhu Ba remembered the gray powder in the gossip furnace, those, the ashes of bones?

Whose?

Taishang, Haotian?

"Boom!"

A loud roar interrupted Zhu Bajie's thoughts.

Sun Wukong has turned into a demon monkey.

However, compared to the original demon monkey, he now looks extremely tall, and those arhats, with golden bodies glowing with golden light, are broken one by one under the golden hoop stick.

The attack that fell on Sun Wukong could only be exchanged for his wild laughter and more and more violent attacks.

The armor that once made havoc in the Heavenly Palace was constantly stained with the blood of the gods and the golden blood of the Buddha.

"Hahahaha! If so, do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head? ”

Sun Wukong smashed the last Arhat to pieces, looked at Rulai, and laughed wildly.

If he did not answer, the rest of the people in the temple moved at the same time.

A figure appeared in front of Sun Wukong, so fast that he didn't have time to react at all.

The palm of his hand was already imprinted on his chest.

Behind his back, Guanyin's palm was also imprinted on Sun Wukong's back.

Cracks appeared on the armor.

Zhu Bajie turned into a huge pig demon, with black water wrapped around his body, corrupting and eroding everything around him.

That was the water of the Heavenly River in the past, the blood of Zhu Bajie now, the water of the Yellow Spring of the River Styx!

The angry black water surged, engulfing the surrounding enemies, but there were too many enemies in the hall, so that Zhu Bajie could not rescue Sun Wukong.

As for White Night, he just held the scepter and watched the battle on the field.

He didn't do anything, and Rulai didn't take the initiative to attack him.

Sun Wukong looked at the Bodhisattva in front of him.

Hell is not empty, and the king of Jizo will not become a Buddha!

However, that face was exactly the same as the one on the golden lotus.

All the people in the hall are "Buddhas" - they are all part of the Buddha!

Replacing the gods and Buddhas of the heavens with oneself and replacing the whole world, this road has come far, far away.

A sigh came from behind Sun Wukong.

The shattered armor did not transmit great power.

Instead, it was a gentle meaning, which was passed out, and the power of the Jizo King was eliminated.

"This is the last time I can help you."

Guanyin said, and his body turned into a ray of light, enveloping the surrounding Buddhas.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick shook and got rid of the shackles.

"Up!"

With a loud shout, the golden hoop stick continued to grow larger, and it was about to poke this Daxiong Treasure Hall into a transparent hole and turn the world upside down.