Chaos roared, the sky trembled, and the two avenues clashed, presenting a sea of fire like a picture scroll.

The white-clothed Venerable looked up at the battle in the chaos, his eyes were like fire, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The place where he is called Fanjing Mountain, its mountain is like a bell, flowing Ruixia incense mist, magnificent, the buildings are stacked, the palace is heavy, and the mountain is full of fairy light.

"Your Holiness. ”

With a roar, two golden-bodied Arhats fell from the sky, bowed down and said, "The battle outside the sky is too fierce, and the Buddhas have no way to get close. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

The Venerable in White replied, "Let them retreat first." ”

"Why don't you let us pass?"

Another voice rang out.

The white-clothed Venerable turned his head, and a lotus flower bloomed in front of his eyes, and a bodhisattva wearing a robe appeared, either with a solemn appearance or a monstrous Buddha light.

"Emperor Yao is unparalleled in the world, invincible, the Buddhas can't get close, only we can help him!"

The bodhisattvas said, "Let's go over." ”

The Venerable One in White looked at these Bodhisattvas.

These bodhisattvas are all like Emperor Yao, not people from the Brahma Heavenly Court, but great supernatural beings from the chaotic realms.

These people are his strongest support, and they are also the strongest combat power in Heavenly Court.

The white-clothed Venerable shook his head: "Wait. ”

That Monkey King has not yet reached the limit, and the Bodhisattvas are too dangerous in the past now.

Losing a bodhisattva casually is a huge loss for him.

"Let Emperor Yao delay a little longer. ”

The white-clothed Venerable said: "He can force Sun Wukong to the limit, maybe he doesn't need to make a move." ”

A burst of laughter immediately erupted from his chest.

"When Emperor Nayao saw us, he was afraid to avoid it. Although the Monkey King is not likable, he is brave and resourceful, and dares to confront us. ”

Those laughter said: "Emperor Yao can't beat that Monkey King." ”

The white-clothed Venerable was unmoved: "Emperor Yao avoided them, just for fear of killing them." ”

"Does he remember the hatred of the past?"

The Buddha beads regretted: "No wonder he has not been able to save him." ”

The Venerable One in White forbade the voices of the beads.

"Noise. ”

His words made the expressions of the bodhisattvas on the side subtle.

The Bodhisattvas didn't interject until then they said, "Venerable, there is something strange near the Heavenly Court, I'm afraid it's the immortal people lurking. ”

"Let's go and help Emperor Yao!"

They pleaded: "In case those immortal people intervene to help Sun Wukong, I'm afraid there will be another wave." ”

The undead are some of the aliens left behind in the Hongmeng world, who are haunted and opposed to the Brahma Heavenly Court, they set up a medicine shop, search for treasures everywhere, and recruit some great supernatural powers.

Sun Wukong has also entered their field of vision a long time ago.

"Venerable, those immortal people ...... Sun Wukong"

The bodhisattvas wanted to speak again, but were interrupted by the Venerable in White.

"There are some scattered immortals snooping near Heavenly Court, don't worry. ”

He said: "The immortal people and Sun Wukong are like fire and water, and they will not help him." ”

The Bodhisattvas were stunned, Sun Wukong had already been in contact with the medicine shop, why did the Venerable in White still say this.

But the Venerable One in White knew everything and knew everything, and he must have known the inside story before he said these words.

The bodhisattvas accepted and retreated.

The white-clothed Venerable looked at Chaos, where the great battle between the two Heavenly Emperors continued, across the infinite galaxy, countless Buddhas were implicated, turning into rain of light and falling.

"He's sublimating. ”

The white-clothed Venerable has a dazzling gaze, and Emperor Yao is forcing Sun Wukong to the extreme and sublimating him into the god of war.

This battle is a bright game, dignified, unavoidable, and played one after another, and finally Sun Wukong is willing to gamble and surrender to his feet.

"Go to the Light Gate. ”

The Venerable One in White did not forget to play a new piece on the chessboard.

Booming in the chaos, a huge golden cloud flew up, and the flags were waving on it, and they were about to step through the void gate.

Sun Wukong, who was fighting fiercely, saw that the golden hoop stick emitted a dazzling brilliance.

"Eat me!"

He swung a stick, and the immortal light was immense, and the golden flames were overwhelming, rushing into the distance to stop those Buddhas.

The flames were like an ocean across the chaos, rolling and flying, so vast that no one avoided it.

In an instant, countless light rains fell from the sky.

However, Emperor Yao's Heavenly Sword blocked part of the flames, and he suddenly appeared in front of him, slashing through the sea of fire with his sword, protecting some Buddhas and entering the void.

Sun Wukong's expression sank.

"Why protect them?"

He asked coldly.

Emperor Yao is not a person from Heaven, even if he is an enemy of him, Sun Wukong can understand.

But he couldn't accept Emperor Yao's protection of those Buddhas—Emperor Yao knew that when the Buddhas left, they would bring war to another star palace.

"Can I think that it's not just me who is the enemy. ”

Sun Wukong asked in a cold voice.

Emperor Yao frowned slightly, and then nodded: "It's okay to be the right people." ”

Sun Wukong couldn't help but laugh.

A shocking battle intent rose from his body, and the divine power was mighty, and one after another 'saint' word immortal talisman manifested on the golden hoop stick, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to the entire rod body.

"It's weird!"

Emperor Yao's heart palpitated, and he hurriedly set up the Heavenly Sword.

The next moment, Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick and slashed it vertically.

This stick, as long as 10,000 miles, weighs as much as Mount Tai, and seems to be the same as usual, but when it fell, Emperor Yao found that something was wrong.

A vast and terrifying battle intent overwhelmed him, making his cold hairs stand on end, and the Heavenly Sword roared and shook violently, as if it was screaming and about to shatter.

"No way!"

Emperor Yao wanted to dodge, but he didn't expect that the terrifying battle intent formed a powerful field, distorting the space, making him seem to take root under his feet.

"Boom Boom"

The golden hoop rod hit Emperor Yao's body, and a terrifying sound was heard, and all kinds of light were annihilated in the chaos.

This blow shocked the past and the present, and shocked the Venerable in White.

But he quickly calmed down.

After the golden hoop stick, in the distorted chaos, a figure appeared, it was an intact Emperor Yao, like a bloody god of war, and the blood-red light made people's hearts palpitate.

"What's this trick?"

Sun Wukong asked.

Emperor Yao was unscathed, but his white clothes were haunted by blood, like a blood-colored battle armor.

Those blood lights were strange, like curses, like blessings, exuding a shuddering aura, which seemed to be more terrifying than any Heavenly Dao cast by Emperor Yao.

Sun Wukong looked at it with fiery eyes, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Emperor Yao looked at the blood light on his body, but his heart trembled.

He remembered the light.

These blood lights were not his spells, but the imprints left by hundreds of millions of people after his world was shattered, and in the tide of time, he had long forgotten its existence.

Unexpectedly, millions of years later, it is still protecting him.

But so what?

His people are dead.

Emperor Yao raised the Heavenly Sword, and there was no light in his eyes: "These are no longer important. ”

He had nothing but this sword.

Endless Heavenly Dao once created a world.

And now, they only roar for the sword.