Chapter 1205 Zhenhai Divine Needle Locks the Dragon Journey to the West, Tang Seng Changes

At night, the strange rocks in front of the forest are craggy, the stone is smoky, the bright moon hangs above the branches, and under the dipping, it is full of frost white. When the wind blows, swaying sparse light and shadow, the moon is cold and the autumn colors are cold, and the green leaves are wet. Looking at it from afar, you can see the auspicious clouds, the bright light of the Sanskrit, wandering in the thousands of forests, coming and going on the autumn waves, the light of the rising is dazzling, combined into a thousand postures of the seal, such as the relics, not born and not destroyed, not increased and not decreased.

Sanskrit Buddha singing, stirring in all directions, the golden wheel of merit, faintly, there is a Buddha shadow sitting in the center, bowing his eyebrows and lowering his head, and constantly reciting. Every moment, there will be a kind of tremor in time and space, merging into the Dao and the darkness, purifying the evil qi and turbid qi and filthy qi of the surrounding turns, leaving only the brightest. It is the power of Brahmana that sits in the Elysian world and sings the light and vastness.

"Huh?"

Just as the bead of black water transformed by Li Yuanfeng's demon lord's demon mind wrapped the heavenly demon who was incarnated as the bhikshu country abbot and tore through time and space and fled, floating in the Sanskrit golden light in front of the forest, a Buddha horn came, very heavy, very ancient, very clear, and then the golden thunder exploded, and said, "Hengyuan Demon Lord?"

"You provoke a demonic disaster, and you dare to show up?"

The Brahmana power sitting here snorted coldly, the golden wheel of merit was rolled, and there was a thunder on the ground, following the filthy power in the underworld, tracing the past, the vast Sanskrit color unfolded, and the starry sky was reflected, back and forth. At this moment, the stars are falling, the clouds and shadows are floating in the sky, the indescribable gas is emptied, if the golden mountain will collapse, the clouds are like rings, and the weather is thousands.

Let's say that in the country of bhikshus, in the palace, in the back garden, Sun Wukong held high the Ruyi golden hoop stick, jumped into the air, and hit in the air, like a thunderbolt and lightning, unstoppable, fierce and fierce, but the shadow of the stick arrived, and there were spiderweb-like cracks visible to the naked eye in the void, circle after circle, layer after layer, fine and dense, dense, and terrifying, it can be seen that this full force is powerful.

The former Monkey King, the current Brahman, the real son of the era, the monkey who adheres to the incredible fortune, for various reasons, is much more powerful than the monkey in the original time and space of Journey to the West.

More importantly, Sun Wukong is rising to prowess at this moment, and it seems that he has the blessing of the Brahma Gate and the West Niu Hezhou's heavenly luck and earth, and the heavens and the earth will work together to reach a higher level.

Bang

It's just that the next moment, the Ruyi golden hoop stick hit the ground, and the bhikshu country has already disappeared, leaving only the faint and deep black water, bubbling and bubbling endlessly, like a spring, more and more, more and more.

Thundered

The golden hoop rod stood there, suppressing the black water, and wanted to look like the god needle of the sea.

"Damn!"

Sun Wukong grabbed his monkey head, glanced at it with fiery eyes, and roared, "Let the monster escape!"

"The demon road is fast enough. ”

Zhu Bajie turned around, found nothing, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on the black well in the center of the back garden that kept resounding with the tide of evil thoughts, just at a glance, he felt filthy, making his face pale, almost jumping three feet high, and shouted, "Brother Monkey, this is the Demon Cave." ”

"The Devil's Cave. ”

However, there were two people, Monk Sha and Xiao Bailong, one carrying a scepter and the other holding a magic sword, and came to the erupting black well, their expressions were slightly complicated, they instinctively disgusted and irritable, but deep in their hearts, there were wisps of pleasure, which was indescribable.

"Go. ”

Sun Wukong thought about it, recited a spell, and his wishful golden hoop stick was pulled up again, restored to the original majestic appearance of the Zhenhai Divine Needle, and then boomed and suppressed.

Bang

Zhenhai Divine Needle, in ancient times, Emperor Yu used it to sink into the ocean, suppressing all kinds of demons and monsters in the water, how strong. Since then, whether in the world or in the dust, a large iron pillar called the Lock Dragon Pillar has always been made in the mouth of the well to suppress the deep well. After all, in the legend, deep wells are all along with inexplicable, easy to attract strange things.

It is in this way that the power of the Zhenhai Divine Needle can be seen, so the Zhenhai Divine Needle entered the black well, and in an instant, it triggered the reaction of the human world penetrated by the black well, only to listen to the tsunami sound of Hulala seems to have risen to a higher level, and the evil and turbid gas that came out of the black well are more and more, the more and more surging, and in the end, there are horns on the head, claws under the abdomen, and countless scales cover the body, as if it has become an evil black dragon that cannot be beaten.

Thundered

The black dragon from the deepest, darkest, and deepest evil qi in the human world, which is indescribably large, fills all time and space, smells the unpleasant and uncomfortable qi from the Zhenhai Divine Needle, and can't help but raise its beard, shake its scales and drum armor, and show a look of wrath, vowing to break through the suppression of the Zhenhai Divine Needle and proclaim all the evil and filth in this world!

Thundered

The black well is the human realm, and the evil and filthy power accumulated by the thoughts of countless beings in the human realm over countless years is endless, and the more oppressive, the more fierce the resistance. In terms of appearance, the body of the black dragon is getting bigger and bigger, and the patterns on the scale armor are becoming more and more profound, and every time he struggles, he stirs the Zhenhai Divine Needle, and between the collisions, a large piece of scale armor suddenly falls like a substance, with blood marks, bloody, very terrifying.

"What should I do?"

Sun Wukong circled around the black well, spinning around, constantly scratching his ears and cheeks, he could see that he could suppress it for a while with the power of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, but if it goes on like this, there will always be a time when it can't be suppressed. At that time, the evil and turbid qi accumulated by the suppression will explode in one fell swoop, and I am afraid that it will be even more serious than now. This principle is the same as controlling water. When a flood breaks out, a levee is built and blocked, and it will take effect at that time. But if the flood becomes more and more violent and breaks the levees, how terrible will the flood water accumulated during this period rise?

"Oops,"

Zhu Bajie doesn't look simple, but his brain is very good, and he quickly saw it, he put away the nine-tooth nail rake, and it was also spinning, like a spinning top, shaking his ears, and said, "It's troublesome, it's troublesome." ”

He could see that for some reason, an indescribable magnetic field had formed in this area, and both the Brahma monks and the gods of the Heavenly Court who had always responded to their requests in the past were all blocked out and unable to enter. Or to be precise, not being able to come in for the time being.

Thundered

But the black dragon in the wellhead waited for no one, it used the dragon's tail to whip the Zhenhaishen needle again and again, and the sound of collision came and went, like thunder.

At this critical moment, Tang Sanzang, who was also standing in the back garden of the bhikshu kingdom, who had always been a mortal in the flesh, suddenly moved, and the golden wheel of merit rose behind him.