Although Sun Wukong knew that with his own strength, he could not be Rulai's opponent, but, seeing Huaguo Mountain fall in front of his eyes, countless monkeys and monkeys were all killed, and the hatred in his heart made Sun Wukong's reason almost completely burned by anger.

Regardless of whether he could beat Rulai or not, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in his hand turned into the appearance of the Optimus Giant Pillar and stabbed directly into the palm of the Buddha.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the falling palm of the Buddha slowed down.

However, this is just a slowdown, but it does not mean that Sun Wukong's strength can withstand the falling palm of the Buddha.

"Oh, you monkey, you have more strength than five hundred years ago!" said the Buddha as he raised his palm, maintained a downward motion, raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke.

It's just that when the words fell, the palm of the Buddha continued to exert force, and it fell little by little.

Roar!

At this time, in the form of the Dharma Heaven and Earth, Sun Wukong turned into a hundred-zhang tall giant ape, angry and angry, and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod was also like an optimus giant pillar towards the palm of the Buddha.

However, in terms of the gap in strength, Sun Wukong felt that the indescribable power fell, and his golden hoop stick was also pressed down bit by bit.

Bang!

In the end, the entire golden hoop rod was slammed to the ground by the palm of the Buddha.

Click!

It's just that the Ruyi golden hoop stick that fell on the ground was completely difficult to resist the palm of the Buddha, and suddenly, a small sound sounded, and Sun Wukong glanced at the Ruyi golden hoop stick, and his face was ugly.

It turned out that there were cracks one after another on the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

Under this power, his own golden hoop stick obviously can't support it.

"Monkey, I'll help you!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong's power was completely crushed by the Buddha, the Zixia Fairy next to him did not mean to stand by, and flew up directly, shouting in his mouth.

In the shouting, the jade hand shook, and a sword appeared in Zixia's hand, and when she raised her hand, a sword stabbed towards the palm of the Buddha.

"Zixia, come back quickly!"

Looking at Zixia's movements, Sun Wukong, who was almost burned by anger, had a clear mind in his mind, and immediately, a rude voice roared loudly at Zixia.

Even his current cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal can't stop the power of Rulai at all, Zixia goes up, isn't that death?

Puff puff!

The sword in Zixia's hand stabbed dozens of swords on the palm of the Buddha.

It's just that these attacks landed on the palm of the Buddha, like stabbing an elephant's leg with a toothpick, and it seemed that it had no effect at all.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and grabbed the Ruyi golden hoop stick and continued to insist.

Seeing that the golden hoop stick was full of cracks, Sun Wukong was ready to put the golden hoop stick away, otherwise, his golden hoop stick would really collapse.

However, at this time, Zixia was also under the palm of Rulai, how could Sun Wukong dare to put away the golden hoop stick?

"Monkey!

Under the palm of the Buddha, Zixia shouted loudly at Sun Wukong, as if she wanted to fight for Sun Wukong's chance to escape with her own life.

"What are you talking about? How can you resist the power of Rulai!? You can go! This matter of Huaguo Mountain has nothing to do with you!" Hearing that Zixia actually wanted to fight for her life to buy time for herself to escape, Sun Wukong hurriedly said.

It's just that Zixia didn't pay attention to Sun Wukong's words, her expression was firm, and the sword in her hand kept attacking the palm of the Buddha, acting in her own way, and did not listen to Sun Wukong's words.

Click!

Although Sun Wukong tried his best, the palm of the Buddha was extremely heavy, making it difficult for Sun Wukong to shake the appearance of the slightest, and even, under this terrible pressure, there were more and more cracks on the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

Seeing that there were more and more cracks on the golden hoop stick, it was obvious that it could no longer be supported, and Sun Wukong secretly hesitated in his heart.

Do you want to put away the gold hoop stick?

The golden hoop stick has been with him for so many years, and it has become a part of his life, if it is damaged, he will die of distress!

"You two, you can't live today, both go and die!"

The figure of the Buddha, quietly suspended in mid-air, obviously heard the conversation between Sun Wukong and Zixia Fairy, and said in a dull voice.

As he spoke, the force of the palm pressing down was a little stronger.

Bang!

The golden hoop rod, which was already full of cracks, could no longer support it at this time, and it shattered with a bang, turning into countless fragments and splashing around!

Looking at the fragments of the golden hoop stick splashing in front of him, Sun Wukong's pupils shrank slightly.

It's just that at this time, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the destruction of the golden hoop rod at all, but quickly opened his palm and grabbed it towards the Zixia Fairy in mid-air.

Yes!

With an exclamation, Zixia's figure instantly fell from mid-air, and the appearance of bleeding from the seven orifices looked extremely miserable.

When the golden hoop stick was against the palm of the Buddha, it could still resist the power of the palm that was pressed down, but after the golden hoop stick shattered, the purple glow flying in mid-air became the first target of the power of the palm pressed down by the Buddha.

Although the palms of her hands did not fall on the body of the Zixia Fairy, a simple little breath was not something she could bear.

"Zixia!"

In the form of the heavens and the earth, incarnated into the appearance of a giant ape, Sun Wukong stretched out his palm and caught the falling Zixia.

Rumble!

The palm of the Buddha fell on Sun Wukong's body, making Sun Wukong's figure fall to the ground.

It's just that at this time, Sun Wukong lowered his head and looked at Zixia in his palm cautiously.

Because of all his strength, Sun Wukong's face was distorted.

Lying in Sun Wukong's palm, Zixia's expression was very weak, her face was also dead gray, and she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak.

However, the blood in her mouth kept overflowing, and she couldn't say a word.

Zixia, who was lying down, stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Sun Wukong.

It's just that there is a huge gap in body shape, how can she touch it?

Just held on for a while, and in an instant, Zixia's hand fell weakly, and the aura on her body slowly dissipated.

"Purple... Zixia ......"

Looking at Zixia in his palm, just dead in front of his eyes, Sun Wukong only felt that the whole world seemed to have turned gray.

A tear fell from Sun Wukong's eyes.

For Sun Wukong, maybe this is just a tear, but for Zixia, this tear is like a big vat of water, falling directly on Sun Wukong's palm and exploding.

"Zixia, you, you ......"

With his head down, the tears in his eyes rolled down, and Sun Wukong seemed to have thousands of words to say in his heart, but for a while, he didn't know where to start.

Looking at his palm, a few more tears rolled down, and Sun Wukong's heart was at a loss.

What is this? Tears?

"I, will I cry too!?"

In Sun Wukong's heart, he muttered secretly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Back then, when I was studying art in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, I was very sad when I was kicked out of the school by my master Bodhi Patriarch, but I didn't shed tears.

Back then, when he worshipped Bi Ma Wen in the Heavenly Court, he found that he was just a horse breeder, just a horseman, and he was endlessly aggrieved and angry in his heart, and he didn't shed tears.

Back then, he was pressed by the Buddha at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, for 500 years, with his active temperament, he was actually pressed and couldn't turn over for 500 years, and he didn't shed tears.

......

For a long time, Sun Wukong felt that he should be a person who never cried, for this, Sun Wukong even had a little pride in his heart, feeling that he was a man who stood up to the sky and never shed tears.

However, Sun Wukong looked at the tears dripping from his palm, and looked at Zixia lying in his palm, which had no breath, and only felt indescribable sadness in his heart.

It turns out that I will cry too?

In my mind, I can't help but think of all the things that have happened since I met Zixia along the way.

When we first met, she was caught by the Yellow Wind Monster from the Queen Mother's licorice garden, and then, she and Zixia went to the Demon Realm and found the chili pepper.

Also, I watched the scenery of Tianhe with Zixia in Tianhe.

Also, Zixia confessed to herself at the beginning, but she said that she just regarded her as a friend.

What happened between himself and Zixia, bit by bit.

It seems to be very ordinary, but it is deeply imprinted in my mind.

Roar!

Gently clenched his fist and held Zixia's corpse in the palm of his hand, Sun Wukong's eyes were blood-red, and the terrifying evil aura condensed and completely converged in Sun Wukong's body.

However, an even more violent aura erupted from Sun Wukong's body.

In the form of a giant ape, Sun Wukong slowly stood up under the pressure of the Buddha's palm.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong felt all the pressure on his body, and suddenly it was empty.

At the same time, there seem to be countless rifts in the whole world.

The feeling of being half asleep and half awake came, and when Sun Wukong came back to his senses, he looked left and right, and it turned out that he was standing in an unknown hill.

looked to the side again, and it just so happened that Zixia also opened her eyes and looked at herself.

Seeing Zixia standing in front of him alive, a feeling of loss and recovery came to his heart.

Sun Wukong almost reflexively stretched out his hand and hugged Zixia's body tightly in his arms.

"Great, Zixia, it turns out that you are not dead!"

Sun Wukong's mouth muttered in a low voice.

"Well, monkey, I'm not dead!" also hugged Sun Wukong with his backhand, Zixia stretched out her hand, touched Sun Wukong's head, and said softly.