Wukong's consciousness was already asleep, but his thoughts were unusually clear.

He desperately wanted to open his eyes, and he didn't like this situation where he couldn't even control himself.

The wind whistling in my ears was the air flow caused by the rapid fall from a height of nearly a thousand meters.

Maybe in the next second, he will fall to pieces, or be beaten to death by Rama.

All of this is something that Wukong can't control now.

The disadvantages after using the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick are too heavy for the current Wukong.

Wukong's divine consciousness drifted out of the clouds, and some scenes of his other life after the Monkey King emerged in his mind.

This point made Wukong extremely familiar, and he couldn't imagine that he would have another life since the Monkey King.

It is no wonder that the so-called eternal reincarnation is also completed in one lifetime.

In Wukong's dream, there was only the original self, the dream of the Monkey King, and he couldn't imagine that at this moment, a scene of another life appeared in his mind.

How unforgettable this life must be, to come to my mind at such a moment.

"Supreme Treasure ......"

"Supreme Treasure ......"

"You're calling me?"

"Supreme Treasure ......"

"I'm here, where are you, are you calling me?"

The familiar voice was kind, nervous, and anxious repeating the name, and Wukong responded, but the person who called him didn't seem to hear it.

And even Wukong himself couldn't see where the woman called "Supreme Treasure" was.

She seemed to be screaming in her ear, but Wukong couldn't see her, only heard his anxious and nervous voice.

The last sobs of the woman who called her rang out in his ears clearly, but he couldn't see her, and neither could she see him.

He felt as if he had slipped into a fog, and he could hear her voice clearly, but he couldn't touch her body.

Wukong's head was buzzing, as if it was about to blow up, and the pain was particularly real.

It turns out that in addition to the life of the Monkey King, in this eternal reincarnation, there is still a life that is so unforgettable.

He seemed to have forgotten his dangerous situation, and the reality of his aching head made him feel like he was alive here.

Rama had come in a rage, and his abominable face was full of hideousness.

He let out a monstrous laugh and trampled on the falling Wukong.

Howl!

The Eagle King's long roar resounded through the nine heavens, and just as Rama was about to succeed, suddenly a white shadow rushed towards him like light.

Canthus!

At this time, the white ball completely converged on the simplicity and cuteness of the past, as if it had suddenly grown up.

Its body is still the size of a ball, but its breath is not the same.

Its big watery eyes were as red as blood, and while it pounced on Rama, it also made Rama feel a terrifying aura permeating him.

The white ball that fluttered like thunder spurted out three heads and six arms at this time, and the six arms were all holding different Dharma seals, and in an instant, they blasted towards Rama.

"Three heads and six arms!!" Rama was shocked, both frightened and surprised, as if he had seen a treasure.

The white ball signed a spiritual contract with Wukong, and when Wukong was in danger and almost died, the white ball was also in the same breath.

Once Wukong dies, the white ball will not survive.

Its three-headed and six-armed method, as it itself said, cannot be manifested until it is absolutely necessary.

It's all forced out.

Six Dharma seals burst out from its six arms, turning into six incomparably hideous statues that resemble beasts and non-beasts, and look like people and non-human beings.

Rama's legs were weak in fright, this was a great magical power that was truly lost in this world.

At this time, he saw that it was cast from this little monkey, and if the white ball grew, I am afraid that Rama would be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

But even so, in the face of these six deities and six different Dharma Phases, Rama felt suffocated.

Rumble!

Rama dodged the attacks of the three six statues, but was hit by the other three, and his entire body was thrown in the air like a sandbag, coughing up blood along the way.

Wukong's mortal danger passed, and he was carried on his back by the Spirit Eagle King.

And after the white ball injured Rama in one fell swoop, the sight of the three heads and six arms disappeared, and its momentum withered, and it fell on the back of the Spirit Eagle King as if it had used too much force.

Howl!

The Spirit Eagle King was as fast as lightning, carrying Wukong and the white ball and disappearing into the sky.

It did not return to Zen Buddhism, but stayed away from Zen Buddhism, not knowing where to take Wukong and Baiqiu.

The Spirit Eagle King is very spiritual, it knows where to be safe, and at this time it has been far away from this place of right and wrong.

Seeing that Wukong was rescued at the most dangerous moment, Qingmo's face was overjoyed.

He has been fighting with fish fossils for so long, and no one can do anything about it.

But seeing that Wukong was actually carried away by the Spirit Eagle King, the fish fossil's face turned green with anger.

Especially when he saw Rama being beaten by a little monkey and vomited blood, the fish fossils felt that the world had changed.

King Luoyang's body rushed into the sky and grabbed Rama, who was vomiting blood.

Rama seemed to be stupid, and said to King Luoyang with a sluggish face: "Three-headed and six-armed supernatural powers, father, I have actually seen three-headed and six-armed supernatural powers!"

"Mo'er, you let him run?" King Luo Yang was angry and shook Rama vigorously.

"That little monkey has three heads and six arms, and we can get it if we catch it, and my father must catch it, don't let it run away. Rama seemed to be crazy, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and he yelled at King Luoyang.

King Luoyang sighed, he knew that his son must have been stimulated too much, and he was afraid that he would go crazy.

King Luoyang hurriedly comforted: "Okay, father promised you, you are seriously injured now, go home with the colorful fire black first, don't think about anything, take care of the injury, Zen Buddhism is about to fall." ”

The colorful fire black flew and carried Rama on his body, and at the same time, King Luoyang arranged for an elder to accompany him.

He has already lost a son, and Rama can't have another accident, otherwise he will really die.

But Wukong didn't know where to go, he gritted his teeth and hated the sky, so he could only sprinkle this monstrous anger on Zen Buddhism.

As he said, Zen Buddhism was on the verge of extinction.

At this time, Zen Buddhism was so miserable, with corpses all over the field and rivers of blood.

Of the nearly 10,000 Zen disciples, nearly 8,000 have fallen, and those who have not fallen yet are already scarred and expressionless.

The five thousand disciples of the Thunder Cloud Sect and the Eastern Spirit Sect, all of whom were in the realm of the Ten Thousand Qi Realm, also died four thousand.

The land of Zen Buddhism is all red, and it has become a hell on earth.

Not only did the disciples die eight thousand, but there were also the branch elders on the side who sacrificed only Mo Changfeng of the Dan Pavilion and Cheng General of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Compared to the loss of Zen Buddhism, the losses of the Dongling Sect and the Thundercloud Sect, which were invaders, were simply too small.

"Brother Yangwang, they are all hiding here now. Yu Xuanji pointed to the majestic Zen hall and said to King Luoyang, who had descended.