However, he saw that Tang Sen liked this apprentice very much, and this monkey also knew about Entu, so he thought it was worth it.

The smile on Sun Wukong's original face suddenly changed, and he became anxious for a moment, "Buddha, big boy, Bodhisattva, come and see Bajie, he was secretly attacked by someone in order to protect his master, and now his true spirit is weak." ”

As soon as they heard this, the three of them hurriedly walked in front of Bajie, and Zhu Bajie in front of him still had a fat head and big ears, a ruddy complexion, and a slippery appearance, he now fell to the ground with a pale face, and his body was thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fluctuations of the whole person were extremely weak.

If the Buddha looked at it, he looked at Zhen Yuanzi with an ugly face, Zhen Yuanzi's face was also heavy, and when he saw the Buddha looking at it, he shook his head slightly, Guanyin Bodhisattva raised the willow branch and sprinkled a few drops of Sanguang Divine Water, but it still didn't work at all.

"It's useless, Bajie was injured by the Dao, if he had been treated in time earlier, he would have been saved, and now the poor Dao can't do anything." Zhen Yuanzi said.

The whole body of Zhu Bajie in front of him has been swallowed up by the power of extreme yin, and the whole person does not look complete on the outside, but his body has long been in chaos, all the flesh and blood have melted, and only a little true spirit light is flickering slightly.

I don't know what kind of power protects his true spirit, otherwise this Zhu Bajie would have been reincarnated a long time ago, and he wouldn't be able to hold on to it at all, but now, he has no choice.

The ginseng fruit tree can only save the seriously injured, not the dead, and Zhu Bajie is no different from dead now.

Sun Wukong heard that Zhen Yuanzi pronounced the death sentence to Zhu Bajie, and the whole person was like a thunderbolt, he didn't expect the matter to be so serious, so serious that the three top bosses of the Three Realms couldn't save it.

"But what about that?" Sun Wukong, the whole person is like a lost mind, although this nerd is usually lazy, greedy, cheap, and stupid, but how can this also be his brother who gets along day and night with him in weal and woe, this is much closer than the nominal brothers of the Bull Demon King, this is a brother who has experienced life and death together, and is worthy of trusting his life, but now seeing him in front of him, Sun Wukong is extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and he doesn't vomit or feel unhappy.

Speechless for a long time, everyone was in a heavy mood, silent, and the silence was terrifying, and only the terrible screams of the Extreme Yin True Monarch were left between heaven and earth.

Sun Wukong stood up, two flames lit in his eyes, and with a gesture of his hand, the golden hoop stick that was left aside trembled and flew back into his hand.

Without saying a word, he walked towards the culprit who was locked in mid-air, the Extreme Yin True Monarch.

"Daxian, please let him go, my grandson has a few accounts to settle with him." Sun Wukong's voice was calm, but everyone could sense the volcano that was about to erupt.

Zhen Yuanzi was silent for a moment, then nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the Jiamu True Dragon, which was still entangled in the torture of the Extreme Yin True Monarch, suddenly turned into boundless Jiamu power and dissipated in the air.

The Extreme Yin True Monarch, who was unfettered, fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the whole person collapsed, he was forcibly eliminated by Zhen Yuanzi A realm, and now he is in the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the Jiamu True Dragon has completely worn out his mid-stage realm.

In other words, he would have to work hard for countless years to return to the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, but he didn't have the heart to think about it, he just wanted to run away now, and he would run away.

If you come to the Buddha, the ancestor of the earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi, the South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva, no one here can afford to provoke, although it is not clear why Zhen Yuanzi stopped, but he is undoubtedly lucky to pick up a life.

The sky suddenly darkened, and when Jiyin Zhenjun looked up, an indifferent face appeared on his head, Sun Wukong's face was calm, and he raised his foot and stepped on Jiyin Zhenjun's head.

Jiyin Zhenjun hurriedly rolled on a lazy donkey to avoid it, and when he looked back, Sun Wukong's foot directly stepped the hard mountain stone out of a big pit, and cold sweat was drenched on his forehead, and this foot was going to step on his head, which must not be shot in the head.

He hurriedly mustered up the little mana remaining in his body, and wanted to drive the clouds away, but when he just rose, Sun Wukong flashed in front of him, "Where else do you want to go?" ”

Sun Wukong's face was still calm, but the Extreme Yin True Monarch would never think that he didn't care, on the contrary, this calm only appeared in the case of extreme anger.

"Great Sage, this time I admit it, how can I say that I am also a person from Heaven, give me a face, let me go, I will never embarrass you again in the future, the grievances will be written off, and I don't want that little girl." The person had to bow his head under the eaves, and the Extreme Yin True Monarch said the words of convincing.

But Sun Wukong did not fluctuate, and even wanted to laugh a little in his heart, without saying a word, but the golden hoop stick in his hand swept directly over.

Although Jiyin Zhenjun was begging for mercy, he was still very vigilant, his eyes had been paying attention to Sun Wukong's every move, seeing that the golden hoop stick suddenly attacked, he dodged in embarrassment, his face was ugly, he also knew that there was no way to retreat today, and the monkey in front of him would not let him go.

However, what he is most worried about is not Sun Wukong, he still looks back from time to time in a panic, and is always vigilant against the three big guys behind him.

There is still a chance to fight him with Sun Wukong, but if one of the three behind makes a move, he will die today, and he still has no power to fight back.

Just now, Zhen Yuanzi pinched him, no more difficult than pinching a bed bug to death.

"Don't worry, they won't make a move." In front of him, Sun Wukong's unwavering voice came again.

"Today, either you beat me to death, or I beat you to death, there is no third option, you beat me to death, and they let you go."

Sun Wukong stepped on the void step by step, and the golden hoop stick in his hand trembled and hummed, as if he had also been stimulated to fight.

Jiyin Zhenjun gritted his teeth, he only chose to believe, so that he could have a glimmer of life, Sun Wukong's every step seemed to be stepping on his heart, he couldn't wait any longer, and made a decisive move.

The magic power in his hand flashed, and he killed Sun Wukong, pulled up a thick tree with his hand, and used it as a stick to hit Sun Wukong, he had no weapons, but nothing in this world was not a weapon.

As long as there is a deep internal force, Feiye can also kill, let alone the powerhouses of the Daluo realm.

Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick casually, and the small figure of the golden hoop stick formed a sharp contrast with the towering tree, but under the collision of the golden hoop stick, the big horse shattered into sawdust all over the sky.

Sun Wukong's footsteps did not stop, and the expression of the Extreme Yin True Monarch did not have the slightest surprise, ordinary things must be broken when touched compared to a divine weapon like the golden hoop stick, he was not surprised, because there are many such things.

Reaching out and grabbing it, another towering tree was uprooted and hit towards Sun Wukong.

One after another, he didn't stop, but Sun Wukong was already impatient, his whole body was full of golden light, and the golden hoop rod turned into a hundred-meter iron rod, smashing wildly towards the Extreme Yin True Monarch.

Jiyin Zhenjun was shocked, and hurriedly fell, grabbed a mountain peak with both hands, his face turned red, and the mountain shook and moved, and the mountain was pulled up from the ground by him, and it hit the golden hoop stick fiercely.

For a while, the rocks fell like rain, but what kind of people were present, the three of Zhenyuan Daxian didn't even move, and the rain of gravel was slapped outside by the protective true qi around them, within a hundred meters, unscathed.

Sun Wukong became more and more crazy in battle, one stick was heavier than the other, Jiyin Zhenjun was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would be killed directly, so he only remained in a realm like the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but even so, Jiyin Zhenjun was also bitter.

The monkey in front of him was like crazy, his eyes were red like blood droplets, his face was also fangs exposed, and his face was fierce, he was seriously injured by Zhen Yuanzi's hand, plus the golden hoop stick in Sun Wukong's hand is an out-and-out divine soldier, even if it is only the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he is still defeated and retreated.

The mountain peak in his hand kept getting smaller and turned into a rain of rockfalls, but he could only support it, and if the mountain peak was gone, he would change it, and he couldn't get it back for a while.

Below, "Buddha, do you want to stop Wukong?" Guanyin Bodhisattva wanted to speak and stopped.

The Buddha waved his hand and looked at the sky, "No, let Wukong vent, this person is an abandoned son thrown by others, and if he dies, he will die, and the person behind him can't ask." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva respectfully retreated, since the Buddha had spoken, she didn't have to take responsibility, but she looked at Tang Sen with some worry, and she didn't know if he was injured.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sun Wukong beat Jiyin Zhenjun one after another, defeating and retreating, fighting more and more fiercely, and finally beating Jiyin Zhenjun alive and made him inhuman, and his soul was scattered.

"Phew, you're cheap." Sun Wukong spat at the dead Extreme Yin Zhenjun and said hatefully, but suddenly his mood was low, even if he was killed, what was the use? His dead nerd never came back.

Sun Wukong's expression was gloomy, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant, and his revenge was avenged, but he was not happy at all, only infinite sadness.

"Wukong, Bajie may still be saved." At this moment, a soft voice drifted into his ears.

What? Sun Wukong raised his head suddenly, the Buddha in front of him smiled, what he said just now was exactly what he said.

Sun Wukong jumped up, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the Buddha, and looked at him expectantly, "Buddha, what did you say?" ”

Zhen Yuanzi also looked at the Buddha beside him curiously, he couldn't think of any way to save Zhu Bajie, and at the same time, he was also very curious about the Buddha's method.

The Buddha avoided answering Sun Wukong's question, but instead asked, "Wukong, do you know faith?" ”

Sun Wukong was anxious in his heart, but he was helpless, so he shook his head.

He believes in absolute power, and it doesn't matter what faith there is, but there is a way in the way, and a stick breaks it, and this is his way.

"Faith is the spiritual power that mortals worship." Guanyin Bodhisattva explained on the side.

Sun Wukong seems to understand whether he understands or not, although he doesn't understand, but he has seen a lot along the way, many mortals in many countries worship immortals, and the incense is prosperous, he is puzzled and disdainful, he asked Tang Sen, but Tang Sen can't tell him clearly every time.

"But, mortals, aren't they ants-like beings? My grandson can trample a bunch to death by stomping his feet, where does such a weak creature have any strength. Sun Wukong asked puzzled.

"Wukong, you are in the picture, the strength of the ants is weak, but the ants can carry heavy objects more than ten times heavier than themselves, and they have a clear division of labor, but what they do is very shocking." The Buddha conjured up a group of ants in his hands on the spot and completed their lives at a very fast speed.

Watching those weak ants perform their duties, carrying food, building nests, decomposing food, breeding, etc., together to form a huge ant kingdom, Sun Wukong was a little shocked, although these things are not worth mentioning in his eyes, but this is created by the ants he despises even more, it must be said to be a miracle.

"And mortals, their strength is indeed not much different from ants for gods and Buddhas, but they have an organizational structure like ants, and there is something that ants don't have." The Buddha paused.

Sun Wukong raised his head blankly, "Wisdom? ”