His two big feet moved, and he made a posture to get up, and as he gradually stood up, the bright form became taller and more burly, and was thriving into the sky, and the top of his head touched the auspicious clouds.

The scarlet delphinium danced around him with curiosity, and the gliding wings wafted out a brilliant and golden aurora everywhere they went.

"Binding Spell - Kneel, Ground, Bow, Head!"

The words are clear and eye-catching, and the loud sound reverberates between the heavens and the earth, and the magic power generated directly shocks the earth, calling all living beings to bow down.

Humans all over the displaced city could not control their bodies, and they knelt on the ground in humiliation, unable to lift their heads, and gritted their teeth with grief and indignation.

Feng Yu tried his best, but he barely let the other leg kneel down, this one-knee kneeling action is not controllable by his body and will, and he grabbed the hilt of the Gülen sword with both hands, and the blade that was directly inserted into the ground was trembling slightly.

Only Sun Wukong, who is holding an iron rod, stands upright, worthy of being a great hero who stands up to the sky.

The wind swept away the debris of all kinds of garbage wreckage, and it fluttered in the sky, presenting a sad and sad picture.

Countless swords appeared out of thin air in the sky, and the slender blades were more than ten meters long.

Looking up at this scene, Sun Wukong's pupils were slightly wide, and his vision was full of real weapons pouring down like a torrential rain.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod was thrown by him with one hand, flying into the air and spinning wildly, the extremely fast rotating rod body turned into the size of Optimus Prime, casting a huge shadow like a light wheel on the ground.

The bright body of the rod releases a halo of light, as if the golden sunlight is condensed and formed.

Feng Yu looked up from the bottom and found that the Ruyi golden hoop rod with a halo rotated out an extremely sacred swastika symbol.

When the sword covered by clouds and rain touched the swastika symbol, the broken blades flew together, and the fragments were scattered in all directions.

"Where is Sunayanten's weakness? Do you remember? ”

I didn't expect that the Fighting Buddha would suddenly ask an unprecedented question, Feng Yu was slightly stunned and shook his head.

He didn't even remember half of the memories of his previous life, and he couldn't remember the many wars he had fought with demons in the world of Beiju Luzhou.

Straight into the Glenn sword on the ground, there were disdainful words from women.

"Cut, if you ask about the weakness, you should cut him first so that he can't get up."

There was no sound to talk to the demon king.

Feng Yu and Sun Wukong's eyes were all firmly condensed in the bright form of the towering sky, and I saw him take a step forward, bend down, and wave a fist-clenched hand.

Although it was huge, it moved very quickly, and the moment the giant hand landed from the sky, a hurricane swept into the air, and a strong sense of oppression flowed into the air.

The young Feng Yu was directly blown away by the hurricane and rolled on the ground.

Fortunately, the sword rain did not gather in his direction.

Sun Wukong, who was not moving, looked as usual, and stretched out a hand to hold the hilt of the sword beside him.

The violent trembling of Gülen's sword came to an abrupt halt.

Now there is only one sword, and Sun Wukong, whose hair is shining, is facing a giant hand.

Suna Yantian's Dharma Body smashed into the swastika Haoguang with a punch, and this huge and incomparably powerful power set off the wind.

One punch could not suppress the frantic spin of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and when he was about to throw a second punch, the hand that smashed down suddenly stood still.

The Monkey King, who flashed in seconds, stood on top of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, exuding a chilling momentum, and the golden pupils were printed with the swastika glory.

A look of fear flashed in the eyes of the Bright Law Body, and he saw Sun Wukong jump up and kill him with his bare hands.

There was a golden flame burning in his eyes, and the swastika light imprinted in it shone with the most dazzling color in the world, and the momentum of a punch was incomparably brave and invincible.

Suna Yantian's Dharma Body felt that his eyes were hurting, and then the small fist hit the big fist, and he felt the pain of tearing spreading from his hand to his whole body.

Seeing that the giant hand that clenched his fist was slightly loosely opened, Sun Wukong attacked when he saw the situation, grabbed one of the fingers of the giant hand with both hands, and launched four or two thousand catties of force, pulled the light law body violently, pulled it up and turned around, and threw it into the sky.

When he flashed in front of his eyes, he picked up the iron rod that had turned into the Optimus Pillar and smashed it down with a blow on the head.

The head of the Dharma Body exploded, and the incomparably majestic body fell to the earth.

The ground immediately crawled with spider-silk cracks, densely covering into the distance.

The Dharma Body Suna Yantian had faint signs of defeat, and scattered points of light floated from the base of the neck where the head was missing.

The Monkey King, whose golden flames burned his whole body, descended from the sky and penetrated the Optimus Prime he grasped in both hands into the Dharma body.

The cold air that blew out from the Dharma body blew in all directions, riding the appropriate breeze towards Feng Yu.

The young man's hair and clothes were all over the place, and a pair of golden eyes were dazzling like stars, and he watched the end of the battle because he couldn't intervene.

"Haha, with Sun Monkey here, you won't have a chance to be handsome."

Facing the cold wind, the Gülen sword stood quietly in place.

Ignoring the demon king's complaints, Feng Yu, who was stepping forward, pulled out the Glenn sword inserted into the ground, and walked towards the Dharma Body of Suna Yantian.

"If it weren't for the fact that in the Beiju Luzhou World, the power of the Mixed Yuan Divine Light burned me, I wouldn't have been able to fight to this extent."

A young and bright voice came from the shattered Light Dharma Body, and the voice was calm as usual.

The dharma body finally dissipated, revealing its true face, revealing half of the iron rod from the chest and abdomen into the back and into the ground.

Suna Yantian was nailed to death, unable to move.

Sun Wukong stood on the top of the Ruyi golden hoop stick exposed to the sky, and looked down indifferently at the eldest son of the demon king.

"Cut off his head."

Knowing that this was said to himself, Feng Yu's hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened, and his arm was raised.

Suna Yantian's eyes glanced at him, narrowing slightly, and his eyes were smiling.

"Now you don't have the demeanor and courage of a hero king! At the end of the day, you're still a kid. ”

Feng Yu frowned, his raised arm fell, and the Gülen sword froze at the last moment, and the blade of the sword almost stood up to the tip of his nose.

The son of the demon king, who was lying on his back, showed the smile of the victor at this time.

There was a tearing sound in his chest, revealing a terrifying void with black smoke billowing from it.

There are twisted and disordered demons in the black air, which surround Sun Wukong and Feng Yu impenetrably.

"Get out!" A majestic and powerful roar came out, and the momentum was majestic in all directions.

Sun Wukong's body directly burst out with dazzling light, like the color of the bright sun and sunlight to annihilate the evil monster.

Everything returned to normal, and the black smoke and demons were gone.

The Ruyi golden hoop stick stood alone on the ground, and there was no trace of the demon king's eldest son, Suna Yantian.

"Could it be that he, like Blood Ji, has a demon in his body?"

"I saw the head of the Blood Queen open red lips in his chest, and the mouth poured out of the demons and monsters."

Feng Yu stated what he had seen and heard, and his gaze shifted to the brilliant figure.

The Ruyi gold hoop stick can accommodate a pair of feet standing, and the boots worn by the feet are shining.

He squatted down on his knees, his determined eyes looking ahead showed a melancholy and lonely look, and a kind of vicissitudes of time drifted through his body.

"I'm going to the moon and slaughter that stinky boy of Ao Bing. You go to the Lonely Sea and rescue the dragon god Qingli. ”