Chapter 327: A Stick to Steal Learning

Lingshan, the Buddha's light is brilliant.

"Buddha. ”

A holy monk walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall: "You Yi Lingguan and Yi Shengzhenjun want to see you." ”

"I know what they're here for. ”

The Buddha said: "Let them go back and tell the Jade Emperor that there is a Dharma meeting in Buddhism today, and it is inconvenient for me to travel." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was puzzled.

After the holy monk left, Guanyin Bodhisattva walked out: "Buddha, the heavenly palace is in trouble at the moment, why don't you go?"

"I can't go. ”

The Buddha replied.

Guanyin asked again: "Isn't the moment that the Buddha has been waiting for?"

"Not long ago, the number of days suddenly changed. ”

The Buddha sighed: "The catastrophe of the Heavenly Palace is inescapable, and I can't change whether I go or not." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the Buddhas were taken aback.

"Why did the Buddha say that?"

Someone asked incredulously: "Could it be that the great sage, even more powerful than the Buddha?"

"It's not that simple. ”

The ancient Buddha pinched his fingers and said, "The problem is not in the use of force. ”

The Buddha nodded: "I can't see through that Monkey King." ”

Sun Wukong is talented, but his cultivation time is still shallow, and his merits are far inferior to him, and it is impossible to defeat him in force.

However, Sun Wukong suddenly caused a drastic change in the number of days, and the Buddha only calculated on the surface for a while, not knowing what would happen in the future, so it was better to be cautious and be a bystander.

"You need not worry. ”

In a worried whisper, the Buddha said: "The Heavenly Palace Tribulation is a fixed number, and I can't predict whether it will be good or bad for the beings of the Three Realms, but ......."

He stopped and looked around at the Buddhas.

"After this battle, my Buddhism will definitely prosper. ”

In his projections of the future, at least that, he was sure.

He raised his eyes to look at the Heavenly Palace, as if he could see the scene of the Heavenly Palace immortals flying around.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The Buddha narrowed his eyes.

The turbulent years of the Three Realms are about to begin.

In the Heavenly Palace, the flames of war have burned outside the Tongming Palace.

Emperor Ziwei finally lost to Emperor Qinghua, and only countless heavenly soldiers and generals were left to set up a position in front of them.

Sun Wukong walked slowly over with Emperor Qinghua.

The soldiers looked at the rod in his hand and trembled.

The immortals came from behind, and watched the two of them walk towards the Tongming Hall with a solemn expression.

"No, it's time for us to do it. ”

The Big Dipper Star Monarch said: "If we don't make a move, the Heavenly Palace will have to be destroyed!"

Everyone felt the weight like never before.

They rushed towards Sun Wukong.

"Monkey King!"

In front of the Tongming Palace, the heavenly general guarding the door was shouting: "You really want to-"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop stick and waved it lightly.

The Heavenly General guarding the gate, along with the countless Heavenly Soldiers behind him, were instantly swept away by the stick wind.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick castrated unabated, and he made a big circle, directly forming a hurricane that swept behind him, and the swarming immortals touched the rolling wind, and they vomited blood and flew out one after another.

They struggled to their feet, and saw the Tongming Temple, which was burning with fire and destroying it.

"Qinghua, be optimistic about them!"

Sun Wukong left a sentence and stepped through the ruins of the Tongming Palace.

The immortals were stunned and wanted to catch up with him, but they were stopped by Emperor Qinghua, and they could only witness Sun Wukong slowly walking forward.

Rubble and rubble continued to crumble and fall beside him, and he stepped on the fire and stepped onto the long steps of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

A path of flame stretched beneath his feet.

Under the firelight, it seems to put on a scarlet robe for Sun Wukong's invincible figure.

Sun Wukong looked at the golden palace.

He's in the place of fate again, but this time it's different.

"Monkey King. ”

The Queen Mother stood in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall on crutches.

"Don't kneel. ”

Sun Wukong said softly: "Get out of the way." ”

He didn't hate the Queen Mother, and although it was a momentary mistake, she wasn't bad in nature.

The Queen Mother was stunned, how could he know what he was going to do?

"Monkey King. ”

The Queen Mother took a breath and said, "If you hurt Your Majesty, the Three Realms will be in chaos, and this is also what you expect......"

Sun Wukong's eyes were slightly small, and before she could finish speaking, he swept over with a stick.

Flames roared out from the golden rod, and before she could touch the Queen Mother, her body was pushed out by the waves of qi and flew far away.

When the Queen Mother got up and looked over, she could only see the Lingxiao Treasure Hall burning.

In the rising flames, Sun Wukong was about to enter, but saw a person pacing out.

That's the Jade Emperor.

He looked at Sun Wukong, and the falling debris and flames around him were nothing.

"I didn't expect you to get this far. ”

The Jade Emperor said.

Sun Wukong smiled: "Can you change the word?"

The Jade Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then his face sank: "Do you want to destroy the Heavenly Palace?"

"What should I say?"

Sun Wukong asked rhetorically.

"Boldβ€”"

Suddenly, two loud voices came.

Immediately afterwards, two figures fell from the sky through the clouds and wind.

Sun Wukong looked up, and then was slightly startled.

Not the Buddha.

Gou Chen joined hands with the Yellow Horn Great Immortal and fell between the Jade Emperor and Sun Wukong.

"You demon monkey, don't catch it yet!"

Gou Chen shouted angrily and waved his heavy sword, turning into a white light, as fast as lightning and rushing straight towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong greeted him with a stick.

The sword and stick intersected like thunder, and the erupting air wave stirred the wind and clouds, and the wind rolled, tearing apart the clothes of the immortals hundreds of meters away.

With a bang, Sun Wukong soared into the air with the help of the impact, and his arm hurt slightly.

"Interestingβ€”"

Sun Wukong stood high in the air, showing an interesting expression.

He looked at Gou Chen, and once the butterfly effect was generated, it would continue to expand.

After waking up, Sun Wukong did not leave a drop of sweat in the battle.

He soothed his wrist, not expecting to be hit by Gou Chen.

is different from the fight in his memory, and the hook at this moment is like a different person.

His strength is not lost to the Buddha at that time.

"Where does your strength come from?"

Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Heavenly Palace is my power!"

Gou Chen sneered, as the god of war, he can only exert his strongest strength on the battlefield.

But at this moment, the entire Heavenly Palace is a battlefield.

Along the way, all the enemies that Sun Wukong encountered, all the immortals who wanted to stop him, became the source of Gou Chen's power at this moment.

This is also a powerful power that he has never experienced in his life.

"I can do anything. ”

Gou Chen looked at Sun Wukong with a gaze that exuded anger: "It's too late for you to be arrested now." ”

Sun Wukong laughed.

"I can do anything now. ”

The next moment, the wind around him howled, and the golden hoop rod burst out with lightning-like dazzling light.

"Flying Immortals!"

Sun Wukong laughed, and then roared like a dragon and shot down from the sky.

It's a slap in the face!

It was also a stick for him to steal learning.