The white-clothed monk who suddenly appeared next to Sun Wukong, or the white-clothed monk who has always existed and may not have existed, has a handsome face, upside down all beings, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women, and the white monk's robe is automatic without wind, and the wind is incomparable. If you love to play and watch, you can come to the Internet

But he exudes a different temperament from the handsome to the indisputable appearance, such a temperament, if you have to describe it, it is like the feeling given by the grandfather of those leaders, coercion and cordiality coexist.

When the other party smiles at you, you feel a wave of "kindness" coming to your face, and behind the kindness, it is easy to make people feel scared.

This white-clothed monk does not conform to the image of Rulai in Qi Yu's mind, but is more like a male and female Guanyin or a golden cicada or something, so Qi Yu will have this question.

"The donor thinks about it."

The white-clothed monk performed a Buddhist ritual and said in a very divine manner, "I'm not me, I'm ......."

Before the words were finished, Qi Yu's kick was firmly imprinted on the lower abdomen.

Before the white-clothed monk could finish his words, the whole person was thrown away, and it disintegrated directly in mid-air, and he didn't know if he was blasted into nothingness by Qi Yu's terrifying magic power or what.

"If you can't talk well, give me death." Qi Yu looked displeased, debating Buddhism? Qi Yu wouldn't do this kind of thing, but that didn't prevent him from killing the guy who wanted to debate with him.

I can't convince you logically, but I can destroy you physically—Qi Yu is undoubtedly the best practitioner of this sentence.

"Monkeys. You're not going to die, are you? Squatting down, Qi Yu looked at Sun Wukong who was curled up on the ground and said.

Sun Wukong, who was trembling slightly, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of blood, and a terrifying demonic aura emanated from him.

I saw that Sun Wukong opened his mouth, and a small golden-red needle flew out of his mouth, flying against Qi Yu's cheek, and after that, there was a slight sound of breaking the air.

The head of the white-clothed monk who had just appeared behind Qi Yu was suddenly pierced by this golden-red needle. The body is the same backwards. It fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a little golden light and disappearing.

Shoved the transparent iron can in his arms into Qi Yu's arms, Sun Wukong broke through the air, and the golden-red needle flew into his hand, turning into a wishful golden hoop stick.

"Come! Get out! ”

The blood-red demonic energy condensed into substance emanated from Sun Wukong's body, dyeing the sky red.

"Donor."

The white-clothed monk's voice appeared in Qi Yu's ears.

Qi Yu turned his head slightly and looked at the white-clothed monk who had been "killed" twice but appeared unharmed.

Sun Wukong in the sky continued to roar, as if he didn't see the white-clothed monk at his feet, even the transparent container that Qi Yu was holding. The dying remnant soul of the Bull Demon King inside didn't see this white-clothed monk either, as if he didn't exist at all.

"Donor, how about we make a bet?" The white-clothed monk spoke, his voice as warm as jade.

"What?" Qi Yu looked at the remnant soul of the Bull Demon King. frowned, this guy's Yuan Shen was almost completely dead, and there was no need to even rescue it - because it couldn't be saved at all.

No wonder Sun Wukong just stuffed this thing to Qi Yu, but he didn't say a word, and went crazy to find Rulai for revenge.

"Bet on this monkey in the sky." The white-clothed monk pointed to the Monkey King in the sky, wielding a wishful golden hoop stick, like a madman.

"Bet on this monkey?" Qi Yu didn't understand why Rulai would value Sun Wukong so much. So many things were arranged, so many plans were made, just not to kill him.

If you talk about strength, Rulai does not lack the combat power that belongs to Sun Wukong - of course, there is no more now, and those Arhats were completely destroyed by Qi Yu along with the Great Lei Yin Temple.

"He's no ordinary monkey." The white-clothed monk raised his head and looked at the crazy monkey in the sky, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth, "He is the last will to resist in this heaven and earth." ”

"Huh?" Qi Yu was slightly stunned, and a more subtle feeling rose in his heart, and he didn't say anything.

The white-clothed monk followed Qi Yu's soft question and said: "If this is not the case, why should I let him go to get the Western Scripture thousands of times and wear him out little by little." ”

"Idiot." Qi Yu said secretly in his heart, but there was nothing on his face.

The simple sentence of this white-clothed monk has revealed many mysteries, such as why Sun Wukong was asked to take the Western Scriptures, why Sun Wukong has vague memories about Tang Seng and even about taking the Western Scriptures.

Because Sun Wukong has already experienced all this, the so-called taking the Western Sutra is nothing more than to make Sun Wukong disappear, from the big demon with the spirit of resistance to the means of defeating the Buddha in the twilight.

Everyone is being manipulated by Rulai like chess pieces in this overall situation laid by Rulai.

A hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand times to learn from the West, the last, only, and only remaining will to resist between heaven and earth will be wiped out, and if you come to it, you can truly and completely take over and occupy this world.

"How do you want to bet?" Qi Yu looked at the white-clothed monk next to him, this guy didn't seem to know that he had unknowingly set up a mortal flag - to explain everything.

In that case, let him continue to die - anyway, Qi Yu has not been able to find out where this suspected Rulai body is for the time being, and it will take a little time.

"Just bet on whether he can kill himself." The white-clothed monk continued to "smile indifferently", took a step forward, took a step forward, and pointed to the sky.

With his gesture of one finger, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the whole world seemed to spin, everything around it became blurred, and time seemed to be going backwards and as if it was advancing, which seemed extremely strange.

When everything calmed down again, the surrounding scene had changed, and the Monkey King in the sky was no longer the image of the miserable and crazy red-haired monkey just now, but had become a monkey wearing a majestic armor, even if it looked quite handsome and handsome with human aesthetics.

And in the sky not far in front of him, there was also an identical monkey, holding a golden hoop stick in his hand, and the two monkeys were facing each other in the sky.

"You say, which one is the real Monkey King?" The white-clothed monk looked at the two monkeys in the sky who were fighting and asked with a smile.

Qi Yu didn't speak, but watched the two monkeys who were constantly fighting, from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the legendary underworld.

He and the white-robed monk did not move, but they followed the two monkeys to shuttle around the world, as if they were watching an immersive hologram.

As time passed, the two monkeys hit the Great Lei Yin Temple, and Qi Yu also saw another fat man with hair.

As Rulai explained with the overlapping and reverberating voice, one of the monkeys suddenly jumped to his feet to escape, and a golden bowl was thrown out of Rulai's hand, covering the monkey underneath.

"Donor, which of you is the real monkey?" The white-clothed monk smiled and said to Qi Yu, for this bet, he already has the chance to win.

"Who knows." Qi Yu shrugged his shoulders, took a step forward, and suddenly appeared next to the golden bowl, kicking the thing over.

"Donor, what do you mean by that?" The indifferent smile on the white-clothed monk's face suddenly disappeared.

"It's your business." Qi Yu's left hand opened, and suddenly there was a super large syringe in his hand, which pierced into the body of the monkey in front of him who didn't know whether it was true or not, or that both of them were real and both of them were fake.

The unknown liquid entered the body of this monkey, Qi Yu waved his hand, did the same thing to the other monkey, and his body flashed, and he returned to the side of the white-clothed monk.

"Donor, in this case, our bet will be cancelled. The seeds I left in your world will not be taken back. The white-clothed monk said to Qi Yu.

"It seems like I agreed to make a bet with you, if you have this spare time, you might as well take care of those two monkeys." Qi Yu said.

The two monkeys in the Great Thunder Yin Temple, their whole bodies emitted a golden light, as if flames were like thunder and lightning, and the hair on their whole bodies also turned golden, and the roots stood up, especially the hair on their heads, which instantly became longer, almost dragging to the vicinity of the butt thighs, looking like a golden hedgehog, but it is impossible for a hedgehog to exude such a terrifying aura.

The two golden hoop sticks slammed together, and the Great Thunder Yin Temple shook, and countless Arhat Bodhisattvas turned into ashes directly under the aftermath of this battle. Even the chubby Rulai stood up from the rosette and took several steps back, his face like gold paper.

"This is the perfect thing I want to see, Super Saiyan." The malicious smile on Qi Yu's face was undisguised.

What he had just injected into the two monkeys was nothing else, but the blood of the Super Saiyan, from the M collection.

Now these two monkeys are in a state of "super three", and their combat effectiveness has increased by many times, and Rulai, who was able to easily suppress the two monkeys just now, was seriously injured directly in the aftermath of the fight.

The Great Thunder Sound Temple was directly shattered during the second collision between the two monkeys, and the only survivor, Rulai, showed a frightened expression and fled into the distance, but not far away, this guy let out a frightened cry, and his body slowly disappeared.

The white-clothed monk sighed low and shook his head: "Donor, you have violated the rules of the game. ”

"Do you set the rules?" Qi Yu laughed, took a step back, and gave up his position.

Not far away, the two monkeys that directly collapsed the Great Lei Yin Temple rushed over at some point, and the two golden hoop sticks smashed towards the head of the white-clothed monk in unison. (To be continued.) ())