This golden hoop is the relic of the Monkey King back then!

The Bodhi Patriarch was already confused and full of demons, but now when he saw Sun Wukong's relics, his expression suddenly became extremely excited, and the mana around him was scattered, and he could run away at any time.

Walked up to Zichan step by step, took the golden hoop in his palm, and showed a hint of nostalgia on his face.

"Wukong, why didn't you come back to see me?"

The Bodhi Patriarch muttered to himself, making Sunan frown, how did the Buddha clan with boundless Buddhism fall to this step now, it is really a thought to become a demon and a thought to become a Buddha, the Buddha clan was originally a great good clan that punishes evil and promotes good, but I can't imagine that it has become such a despicable person now.

Unscrupulous means for the sake of selfish desires!

"Patriarch, this is a trick of the Buddha clan, don't be fooled!"

However, Sunan's angry shouting did not work at all, and the Bodhi Patriarch was still deeply trapped in the demons with the golden hoop.

The three golden cicadas smiled and said softly, "Ancestor, follow me." ”

Zi Chan's voice is very magical, deliberately using the Buddha sound to let the listener get rid of distracting thoughts, Bodhi Patriarch raised his head, looked at this Zi Chan with a somewhat dull gaze, nodded slowly, and walked forward step by step.

If the twelfth golden cicada is the Bodhi Patriarch, then the Buddha clan is simply like a tiger with wings, with such a great immortal, wouldn't it be easy to control the world?

"Up!"

With an order, the seven people rushed out directly, and the exquisite sword with cold light pierced the sky, shattering the void one after another, with infinite power!

Sonorous!

The three golden cicadas clasped their hands together, and the three of them formed a three-legged formation, and an invisible wall of qi was formed in front of them, protecting the Buddha.

Several sword qi pierced the sky, but they were resisted by the Buddha.

Zichan smiled slightly, "Master Su Shi really lives up to his reputation, presumably your swordsmanship is already on par with Lu Dongbin, but it's a pity that Lu Dongbin is crossing the catastrophe, otherwise with the two of you joining forces, it will be really difficult for us to resist." ”

Sunan's eyes were cold, and his tone was gloomy, "Lu Dongbin's Ninth Sword Tribulation is also the hands and feet of your Buddhist clan." ”

Zichan smiled indifferently, "The Buddha said, don't say it." ”

Sunan made a color to Sun Haiyang and others, and the seven of them attacked together, all the magic weapons showed their might, and the supreme supernatural powers emerged in endlessly, and no one dared to leave hole cards in this level of battle.

When the seven of them made a move, the faces of the three golden cicadas changed slightly, especially when they looked at Zhitong and Nian Qianqian, their expressions were solemn.

"Formation!"

The three of them sat cross-legged in the air, their hands folded, the Buddha's voice was beautiful, and in an instant, above the heads of the three people, a demon-descending pestle fell from the sky, exuding endless power and mana beyond the Three Realms.

Seeing this demon pestle, Sunan felt a tingling pain in his body, this pain was very strange, very different, the kind of pain he had never experienced.

Zichan's face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were closed.

"Dharma is boundless, slash!"

With an order, the demon pestle descended from the sky and swept over, and the boundless power and momentum made people unable to open their eyes.

Sunan and the others' faces changed greatly, and everyone used the strongest killing move, trying their best to resist.

Sonor!

There was a crisp sound, almost resounding through the entire Great Red Dust, and even the Heavenly Court trembled.

The seven people in southern Jiangsu vomited blood, their internal organs were damaged, and their figures were floating in the void, their faces were extremely ugly.

The Demon Slaying Pestle only paused slightly, and then attacked again.

The Bodhi Ancestor is still moving forward step by step, turning a blind eye to all this.

Sunan gritted his teeth, looked at the golden hoop in the hand of the Bodhi Ancestor, and suddenly rushed out.

The three golden cicadas frowned, their faces changed slightly, "Cut again!"

The demon pestle immediately turned around and went straight to Sunan.

Sunan's figure was in a hurry, snatched the golden hoop from the Bodhi Patriarch's hand, held it in his hand, and turned around and blasted out with a palm.

Bang!

There was another loud bang, and Sunan's figure flew out upside down again, and the power of the demon pestle was the most powerful magic weapon Sunan had ever seen.

Could it be that this is the unique ability of the Buddhas?

This time, Sunan gritted his teeth and swallowed the essence and blood in his mouth hard, looking a little embarrassed, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

The three golden cicadas frowned, and for some reason, Sunan's confident smile made them a little flustered.

"Slash again!"

The three of them didn't dare to slack off, and immediately ordered the demon pestle to rush over again.

I saw Sunan seal with both hands, holding the golden hoop in the palm of his hand, slowly closing his eyes, and singing softly.

"One thought to the sky!"

Rumble!

With a fairy order from southern Jiangsu, the entire sky suddenly changed, colorful auspicious clouds flew all over the sky, and a hurricane swept the sky.

A figure descended from the sky, wearing golden armor, a golden crown, cloud shoes, a pointed mouth and shrunken cheeks, and golden eyes.

Holding a golden rod in his hand, stepping on somersault clouds, and between his gestures, he turned over the river and the sea, and the sky and the earth cracked.

Accompanied by a vision in the sky, an angry shout came from the mouth of the hairy-faced Lei Gong!

"Dare to be disrespectful to my master, eat my grandson!"

A colorful wishful golden hoop stick fell from the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, breaking through the sky!

The faces of the three changed suddenly.

"Monkey King...... It's the Monkey King!"

For the Buddha race, the Monkey King is an indelible nightmare, when the Buddha controlled the ability to cut off the reincarnation of the human race, the Monkey King alone, he hit the Buddha family hard, so that the Buddha people did not dare to go out of the mountain for countless years, although the Great Sage is dead, but the prestige is still there!

Sonor!

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick smashed on the Demon Descending Pestle, instantly splitting the Demon Descending Pestle into two and smashing it directly, and the entire sky was shining with countless golden lights.

The faces of the three golden cicadas were extremely pale, their bodies were shocked, and the surrounding Buddhas broke open and turned into stars.

Seeing Sun Wukong's shadow, Bodhi Ancestor suddenly froze there.

"Goku ......"

Sun Wukong saw Patriarch Bodhi, with tears in his eyes, and knelt on the ground.

"Disciple, meet Master!"

Patriarch Bodhi walked up to Sun Wukong and stretched out his hand to touch his head, but the palm of his hand passed through his body out of thin air.

Sun Wukong is just a phantom!

The old Bodhi Patriarch burst into tears, his body trembled, "Wukong...... Goku is dead, Goku is dead!!"

The Bodhi Patriarch was hoarse, and the whole person seemed to be demonized.

Seeing this, Sunan immediately endured the pain in his body, rushed forward, and put the rare Bodhi seed on his chest on his index finger and pointed it on the center of Bodhi's eyebrows.

A cool feeling swept through the whole body, and the violent aura of the Bodhi Ancestor slowly dissipated.

After all, Sun Wukong was just a phantom, kneeling on the ground, slowly dissipating, and a few monkey hairs had no roots and no roots, floating to the Bodhi Patriarch and falling in his palm.

Bodhi slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy pupils had become clear and thorough, looking up at the sky, and sighed softly.

"It turns out that Goku is dead. ”

Seeing that the Bodhi Patriarch seemed to have become a little sober, the faces of the three golden cicadas changed, and each of them took a Buddha bead from his hand and crushed it!

"The Dharma is boundless!"

Three demon-descending pestles appeared in the air again, and now the state of the Bodhi Patriarch is uncertain, and at this time he must start as soon as possible!

Looking at the three demon-descending pestles, Patriarch Bodhi's eyes were not shocked, and he had no desire or desire.

His hands were slowly folded, his eyes were closed, and the figure of the fairy wind and arrogance stood between heaven and earth, looking extremely tall.

Bodhi raised his head slightly, facing the sky, and his strong and powerful voice spread all over the world.

"One thought, through the sky!"

Under the order of the Bodhi Patriarch, eighteen golden-bodied Buddha statues appeared out of thin air from the earth.

Each one stands up to the sky, extremely tall, there is no end in sight, eighteen Buddha statues, just like eighteen bull demon kings standing here, such power is unparalleled in the world.

Such a miraculous power made the sky dim.

Eighteen golden-bodied Buddha statues raised their palms and slammed them into the ground.

The faces of the three golden cicadas changed greatly, and they looked at the demon pestle with some distress, but they had no choice but to escape!

The three of them gave up the demon pestle and fled in embarrassment.

Those three magic weapons were wiped out under the divine power of the Bodhi Ancestor.

The first ancestor in the world, Bodhi is proficient in the three teachings of magic, and his magical powers are great, and he uses Buddha to make Buddha!

Su Changqing ignited the Bodhi Patriarch with a thought of the sky and the Bodhi Son, so far, the Bodhi Patriarch's avenue is complete, and the mana is boundless!

[Sun Wukong Yu Wei broke the magic pestle, Su Changqing pointed to Bodhi]

(End of chapter)