The void shook and trembled, and the source of the turmoil was filled with scenes of fighting.

Shuna Yantian was beaten badly by Sun Wukong, and when he was beaten to the sky, he experienced a fierce kick and kicked wildly, and his body endured more than a dozen punches, and finally rolled to the ground and fell to the ground.

Incredibly, he looked like he was beaten with iron, with neither a blue nose nor a swollen face, and no scars on his body.

Sun Wukong stood above his body, casting an indifferent looking down gaze.

Face down, he lay quietly on the ground, without any movement, only a clear voice that was not disturbed:

"There is light in the body, covering my body, the law is like heaven and earth!"

Sun Wukong was slightly stunned, this was the only reaction at the moment.

The silver light burst out from the body, and it rushed straight into the sky mightily, and the whole person of Suna Yantian was scattered and merged with the silver light, turning into light.

This is a kind of great supernatural power, the magic body that is transformed can become heaven and earth, imitating the scale of heaven and earth as tall and broad as the sky, and it is the eldest son of the demon king who condenses and forms through the primordial spirit.

The Dharma body is brilliant and brilliant, like the moonlight converging, replicating the true face of the body, and magnifying the height of the body by a hundred times.

"Binding Spell, Immobilize!"

In the Dharma Body that stood up to the heavens and the earth, an ethereal sound sounded.

Unable to make an action, the Dou Victory Buddha happened to be suspended in front of the chest of the glorious form, and was vigorously clapped by the left and right hands stretched out from both sides.

The void trembled three times, making a dull sound.

The golden light dharma body maintains the movement of slightly clasping his hands, as if he is a god and Buddha worshipping heaven and earth.

There was an iron rod between the palms that were not closed, blocking the move and clapping vigorously.

Although the giant hand squeezed inward, the sturdy pattern of the Ruyi golden hoop rod did not move.

The Monkey King, who showed the oldest original form, had a golden glow on his body, even his hair was shining, and his body was burning with golden flames.

This is the release of the Buddha's light, breaking through the spell imposed by the Dharmakaya Suna Yantian from the inside out.

The moment the immobilization technique was broken, he flew out with the iron rod in one hand, turned his body around, and used both hands to grasp the suddenly larger iron rod, and the rod slashed and swung down, shattering the outstretched giant hand of light.

The Dharma Body staggered back two steps and summoned a giant sword in his hand to block the second wave of blows swung by Sun Wukong.

Intense light waves set off like a curtain, and these two earth-shaking desolate forces were entwined together, filling the void in all directions.

Far away along the coast, humans felt the ground tremble beneath their feet, and stared with frightened eyes at the center of the city, where a battle was taking place that shook the heavens and the earth.

Sun Wukong did not appear as an image of defeating the Buddha, but instead transformed into the earliest primitive appearance.

The Dharma Body of the eldest son of the Demon God used to towering into the sky, setting him off very small.

But it was this insignificant existence of a point of light that attracted the humans along the coast and couldn't take their eyes off it, and he waved an iron rod more than twenty meters long in his hand, a weapon that seemed to be able to stir the heavens and the earth, and the light troll couldn't stand still.

Seeing the troll crack and collapse everywhere, the children who were watching from afar applauded and cheered happily.

But they didn't know that the king who wielded the iron rod was the famous Monkey King, who was a childhood hero in the minds of countless generations of mankind a long time ago!

Perhaps because he was too small to see the Light Trolls, no human could recognize him these days.

The four heavenly dragons circled high in the sky, and the ancient groans echoed faintly in the fallen City of Light.

Feng Yu, who was in the dragon's mouth, put down Leng Xian'er, approached the golden dragon's mouth, and looked down at the collapsed and desolate city below, and the depressed and lonely look in his eyes could not dissipate.

The stray cat crouching on his shoulder, fearful of heights, stretched out its two front legs and wrapped its arms around his neck with cute movements.

One hand held it and placed it next to the blackened and dry Leng Xian'er.

"Thank you for taking care of my friend."

The action of its nodding made Feng Yu a little surprised that this stray cat was so smart,

When it was touched by the savior's outstretched hand, it squinted in enjoyment.

The hand left the top of its head, and its slightly open eyes saw a figure jumping towards the world below, and when it ran over to take a look, it saw the three heavenly dragons soaring with the figure.

Gülen's sword appeared in his right hand, and seven or eight black wind beams appeared on the blade.

The Dharma Body Su Na Yantian raised his face, his gaze slanted upwards above his head, and caught the dark sword light that pierced through Changhong's qi and slashed down.

Ignoring Sun Wukong because of the divergence of attention, he was smashed head-on by the Ruyi golden hoop stick that turned into a huge length again in his hand.

The Greatsword of Light and his right hand grew strangely together, turning into wisps of lines that wrapped around the iron rod, and when Su Nayantian moved his magic body, he avoided the oncoming blade of light and quickly swung out his other left hand.

Feng Yu was obscured by the shadow of the attack, and was grabbed by the five fingers that were grasping the action.

At the same time, driven by Sun Wukong's earth-shattering arm power, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod smashed the obstacle, and the iron rod that hit the shoulder continued to penetrate into the Dharma body.

The troll condensed by the golden light severed an arm, staggered back unsteadily, and black gas burst out from his left hand, which was clenched into a fist, and then five fingers catapulted into the air, like the palm of the iron arm of the city wall splitting apart.

In the red pupils, the young man who slashed his palm was like a dark whirlwind, and several surging black qi flowed up from the sword body, swept and wrapped up a magnificent wind beam, and killed him at the place where his eyes were.

At this moment, the place in the chest and abdomen was hit with a stick, and Suna Yantian's Dharma Body was shaken up by the powerful force, and his feet were off the ground.

Feng Yu followed closely, and a sword pierced into the crimson pupil, even the hilt of the sword pierced into it, and then the two hands struggled to pull it out, and the blade cut as the body moved.

He ran as fast as his lava face was, making a large circle along his head, and it took him five seconds to flash a red pupil in front of his eyes.

The teenager in his field of vision is splitting in two? No, to be precise, starting from the place of the eye, the entire circle of the skull flies, leaving a flat and smooth facet.

The Bright Dharma Body, whose body tilted abruptly and was about to fall, was just like this knocked away by an earth-shattering force from his chest, flying out like a parallel parabola, smashing into the tall buildings in the distance.

The sky-high building was crushed by the majestic and tall Bright Dharma Body, falling crookedly, stirring up billowing dust.

Those rumbling and shaking sounds are like the earth carrying all this suffering is wailing with sorrow.

Suna Yantian's Dharma Body also fell to the ground, lying in the center of the city like the fall of an ancient demon god.

The wind blew violently and roared mournfully.

The wind gradually dissipated the half-glowing head.

The two figures standing on the earth were wonderfully brilliant, shining with blazing holy light all over their bodies, and their hair and clothes and trousers were fluttering and flying, like peerless gods standing up to the sky.

The dazzling aura circled in the golden pupils, and as far as the eye could see, the troll was lying on his back in the ruins.