After Tang Tian flashed the stick that defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong with all his might, he couldn't help but raise the spell in his hand.

"Since the Fighting Victory Buddha has already said that he will never give up without judging the victory, it is impossible for the small one to be superior to the Fighting Victory Buddha even if he doesn't want to fight against the Buddha......!"

Before Tang Tian finished speaking, the fight against the Buddha Sun Wukong was already very good and smashed again.

"You hairy boy can understand best, now you hairy boy just eat my grandson's stick and then talk about ......!"

When the words fell, there was another wave of shaking and stones flying.

"That hairy boy is really agile, I didn't expect to let that hairy boy escape this time before the stick in your hand fell down ......Brother Monkey!"

When Sun Wukong, who defeated the Buddha, heard the words of Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar, he found that Tang Tian escaped the catastrophe when the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand fell.

"Okay, you hairy boy......!"

Just when Sun Wukong, who had defeated the Buddha, raised the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand and was about to smash it at Tang Tian again, Tang Tian had already raised the spell in his hand.

"Since the Buddha has been fighting and defeating each other again and again, he has to divide the victory and defeat before he is willing to give up, then the little one can only be offended! The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, and the magic spell shows the Holy Spirit, and the evil man receives the spell ......!"

Between the words, Tang Tian had already thrown the spell in his hand at the Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong who waved the wishful golden hoop stick in his hand and snatched it towards him.

When the spell broke away from Tang Tian's hand, he couldn't help but transform into a small axe and dragged a long golden light to fly straight towards the Monkey King, the Buddha who defeated the fight.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar, couldn't help but be surprised.

"What is this, I wonder what tricks that hairy boy is playing this time?"

"If the envoy's guess is correct, this should be Tang Tian's hairy boy's immortal slashing spell, if he is hit by the immortal slashing axe transformed by the spell in Tang Tian's kid's hand, I am afraid that he will immediately be cut off and put on top of the three flowers to remove the five qi ...... in his chest!"

"Immediately cut off the three flowers on the top and remove the five qi in the chest, wouldn't it be dangerous for me to say that Brother Monkey ...... this way!"

Who knew that the messenger of the Pure Altar, Zhu Bajie, had not yet had time to finish his surprise, and the small axe that the immortal slashing axe transformed into the spell in Tang Tian's hand had already arrived in front of the Buddha Sun Wukong.

How could it be that after the small axe of the immortal slashing that was transformed by the spell in Tang Tian's hand arrived in front of the Buddha Sun Wukong, it turned back to its original appearance and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Tang Tian couldn't help but be taken aback.

"How can this be! It doesn't make sense......!"

Before Tang Tian was surprised, Sun Wukong, who had defeated the Buddha, had already grabbed Tang Tian in front of him and threw down the wishful golden hoop stick in his hand.

"Wu Na hairy boy, you dare to use this trick to tease my grandson, and eat my grandson's stick first, and then ......!"

Liu Menglong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had no reaction at all in the face of the stick thrown by Sun Wukong, who defeated the Buddha, and couldn't help screaming

"What are you doing, Master Tang, now the stick in the hand of the thin monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth has already smashed on the top of your head......!"

With Liu Menglong's shout, Tang Tian found that Sun Wukong, who had defeated the Buddha, was swinging the wishful golden hoop stick in his hand and smashing it towards his heavenly spirit cover.

Seeing this, Tang Tian hurriedly rushed out of his body with a golden light rushing out of his body to meet the Ruyi golden hoop stick smashed in the hand of Sun Wukong, who had defeated the Buddha.

When the golden light emanating from Tang Tian's body collided with the Ruyi golden hoop stick in the hand of the defeated Buddha Sun Wukong, the defeated Buddha Sun Wukong unconsciously retreated a few feet backwards with the stick.

Tang Tian couldn't help but mutter when he saw that the golden light bursting out of his body bounced off the Dou defeated Buddha Sun Wukong and the stick together for a few feet.

"What the hell was going on just now, although my immortal slaying spell has the possibility of not being able to hit the Dao and cultivating people who are better than me, but there is absolutely no possibility of failure......!"

Just as Tang Tian couldn't help but chatter, Sun Wukong, who had been bounced away by the golden light in Tang Tian's body before, had already burst out laughing.

"Okay, you hairy boy, I didn't expect you, a hairy boy, to have such ability! But my grandson is a piece of multicolored stone that Nuwa Niangniang missed to make up for the sky, and tens of thousands of years of collecting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather the essence of the sun and the moon to conceive the spiritual fetus, there is no top three flowers and five qi in the chest, so what kind of immortal spell of your kid can cut the top three flowers of others and remove the five qi in other people's chests, but in the face of my old grandson, he only has the ...... of failure!"

When Tang Tian heard that he had defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong, he suddenly realized.

"No wonder the small battle to defeat the Buddha will fail when the spell of slashing immortals is out of order, it turns out that the fight to defeat the Buddha is a multicolored stone that Nuwa Niangniang misses to make up for the sky, and tens of thousands of years to collect the aura of heaven and earth, gather the essence of the sun and the moon, and the spiritual fetus conceived by the ......!"

Between the words, Tang Tian had already folded his right hand and two fingers towards the spell point that had been left on the ground earlier.

"Come back......!"

As Tang Tian folded the two fingers of his right hand a little, the spell that had been left on the ground before automatically flew back into Tang Tian's hand.

"Although your hairy boy's immortal slashing spell is useless to my old grandson, but you hairy boy can use the true qi in your body to turn into a golden light to knock away the stick that my old grandson smashed, so it seems that if you want to deal with you, a hairy boy, you can't use a hard bar, you have to think of a way to do it......!"

Between the words, the Monkey King who defeated the Buddha had already scratched his head and raised his cheeks.

Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar on the side, suddenly scratched his head and raised his cheeks when he saw that the fight had defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong, and hurriedly shouted.

"Brother Monkey, what are you doing, is it possible that such a hairy head in front of you will stump Brother Monkey, since that hairy boy can use the true qi in his body to turn into golden light to bounce off the Ruyi golden hoop stick in your hand, then Brother Monkey, you can use your Samadhi True Fire to burn that hairy boy ...... from a distance!"

The words of the pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie reminded the fight to defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong, and the fight to defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong couldn't help but dance after hearing the words of the pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie.

"Bajie, what you said is not bad at all, my old grandson doesn't know that this Dinghai Divine Needle in his hand is a kind of magical power, since this Dinghai Divine Needle in my old grandson's hand can't help that hairy boy, then my old grandson can use Samadhi True Fire and other methods to try ......!"

Between the words, the victory over the Buddha had already spit out a samadhi true fire towards Tang Tian.

Seeing this, Tang Tian couldn't help but shake the spell in his hand.

"I'm afraid that I won't know that this spell in my little hand is the ancestor of all fires in the world......!

With the spell in Tang Tian's hand, the Samadhi True Fire spit out by Sun Wukong, who had defeated the Buddha before, actually drilled into the spell in Tang Tian's hand.