He went down with this stick, carrying the momentum of thunder, making the earth shake the sky and the sky mighty.

Today, 500 years later, Sun Wukong has long been reborn and has grown to a point that is unimaginable.

This stick may seem like an understatement, but it is the ultimate power.

Thundered......

The loud sound came out, and it was endless, piercing through the gold and cracking stones, and shattering people's eardrums.

This scene was too sudden, without warning in advance, as if the Buzhou Immortal Mountain had suddenly collapsed, and smashed into the Great Lei Yin Temple.

In just a flash, the holy place of Buddhism in Da Lei Yin Temple collapsed and turned into a ruin.

Moreover, the entire Lingshan Mountain suffered a great impact, directly sinking several meters deep, stirring up dust in the sky, and it was a mess.

For a while, the screams were everywhere, wailing all over the field, and the heart was broken.

The ultimate power is the top power of the entire Three Realms and Six Realms, and even the Buddha is difficult to compete with, let alone ordinary Buddhist disciples.

With just one blow, Western Buddhism suffered heavy casualties and suffered great damage to its vitality.

Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and gold and steel were all lost in half, and as for the lowest Buddhist disciples, there were countless casualties, which was incalculable.

Even, even the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha and Maitreya Buddha suffered great damage, and if they hadn't avoided it in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At this time, the entire Xitian Spirit Mountain seemed to have turned into a human purgatory, with smoke and dust rushing to the sky, and everywhere was filled with a strong smell of blood and terrible screams, as if it had suffered a catastrophe.

In mid-air, Sun Wukong put away the Ruyi golden hoop stick, looked at the masterpiece below, and was overjoyed.

This time, he finally avenged the monkey monkey grandson who had died tragically, and it was ten times the repayment, which gave his soul some comfort.

That's not enough, though.

Because the culprit has not yet been punished, his Bodhi Patriarch, who has carefully arranged from the beginning to use him as a pawn, must be destroyed.

In this way, he can get rid of the hatred in his heart.

"Wukong, why are you doing this?"

At this moment, an old voice sounded.

Above the ruins of the Great Lei Yin Temple, a figure suddenly appeared, he was wearing a Taoist robe, holding floating dust in his hand, with a long beard, and the appearance of a fairy wind and bones, it was the Bodhi Patriarch.

"Master, my good master, you are finally willing to show up!"

Sun Wukong grinned, that smile was extremely cold and terrifying.

Once, Patriarch Bodhi was the person he respected and revered the most, but the reality was cruel.

From the very beginning, he was just a chess piece, being used as a tool, and what made him even more unacceptable was that in order to get the Journey to the West back on track, he, the master, turned the people of Buddhism into heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals to wash Huaguo Mountain in blood, in a vain attempt to provoke a dispute between him and Heavenly Court, which was simply a human-faced beast.

"Wukong," Patriarch Bodhi suddenly spoke, "I gave you a name, passed on your magical powers, and gave you spells, and that's how you respect your teacher?" ”

He actually blamed Sun Wukong in turn.

It's a pity that Sun Wukong is no longer what it used to be, and now that he has been sanctified, he has completely seen everything.

Of course, he understands who is really good for him and who is just using him as a tool.

"Respect the teacher, hehe, you are not worthy!"

Sun Wukong sneered, showing no mercy.

"Presumptuous! You monkey, ungrateful, don't know the height of the sky, do you think that you can learn some three-legged cat kung fu elsewhere, you can deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors! Patriarch Bodhi's words were angry and full of anger.

In any case, this monkey head was taught by him, but now he is speaking ill of him, and he is guilty of the following crimes, how can he bear it.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands! Today is either you dead or I live. ”

Sun Wukong's voice was crazy, and there was murder in his eyes, with a posture of being open.

In the next moment, he picked up the golden rod and slammed it towards the head of the Bodhi Patriarch.

This stick is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the dragon is out of the abyss, the speed is ridiculously fast, unstoppable, and swallows mountains and rivers.

The Bodhi Patriarch did not move like a mountain, only to see the floating dust in his hand wave slightly, and immediately a divine light burst out, relaxed and comfortable.

Sonor!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing came out, and the two sides collided together, like the tip of a needle against Maimang, fiercely clashing, but in the end, each took half a step back, and no one was helpless.

Both sides have extreme power, and they are naturally evenly divided.

But Patriarch Bodhi was shocked and dumbfounded.

He couldn't have imagined that in just five hundred years, Sun Wukong was not only not smoothed out by Wuzhi Mountain, but his Taoist cultivation had made such rapid progress, which was incredible.

"What kind of monster is this Jiang Feng? I can actually cultivate this monkey to such a point! ”

Patriarch Bodhi frowned deeply, confused.

Sun Wukong refused to give up, holding the golden hoop stick and slamming it away.

But at this moment, the Buddha suddenly appeared out of thin air and stopped at the moment: "Sun Wukong, do you know what you are doing?" You are going against the sky, against the general trend of heaven, do you know what the consequences are? ”

"The general trend of the Heavenly Dao, fuck the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, my life is up to me!"

"I, Sun Wukong, want to be my own master, not a puppet who is driven by you to come and go when you call him!"

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick, his hands were trembling, the green tendons on it burst out, and there was an explosive force underneath.

"This is your life, and you must obey it unconditionally! If not, there will be no recovery, and the body and spirit will be destroyed! ”

"Do you really think that you are an important protagonist of the Journey to the West, and no matter what you do, you will not have to worry about your life? In the face of the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, Dao Ancestor Hongjun can't tolerate any rebels! ”

If the Buddha brought out the Taoist Ancestor Hongjun, his words were full of strong threats.

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth curled up, disdainful.

"If you come to the old bald donkey, take your life!"

With a wild shout, Sun Wukong shot angrily again.

That golden hoop stick was struck, and it shocked the thirty-three heavens and the nineteen hells down, shocking the world and the world, crying ghosts and gods, and it was so terrifying that it was beyond measure.

If it was before, in the face of this extreme stick, even the three Buddhas of the horizontal and vertical world would be far behind, but at this moment, the Buddha was calm and did not have the slightest panic.

His golden monk's robe shook, and in an instant, it seemed as if a chaotic wind was blowing out, mighty, tearing everything apart, turning the tangible substance into powder.

This is also the power of the limit.

Originally, with the path and cultivation of the Buddha, there was still a little distance from this level.

However, after the last attempt to kidnap Princess Longji failed, the Daoist enlightened her and pulled out the seedlings to help her go further.

Most importantly, it opened up his authority to use the power of the Guiding Daoist through the Netherworld Passage.

Just like the good corpse Bodhi Patriarch uses the power of the Buddha-figure quasi-Daoist to possess the power of the limit.