The immortals and Buddhas in the sky are all using the heavenly mirror to observe the changes in the underworld.

Lingshan, all the Buddhas looked at the scene in the heavenly realm, and they were all shocked.

"Those ghosts, they really turned out to be ghosts!"

"How the hell did Sun Wukong do it!"

The city of death in vain is the biggest hidden danger in the underworld, and there is no way to deal with it, but Sun Wukong has solved the hidden dangers and loopholes of the three realms by himself.

"Buddha, what is the method used by Sun Wukong?"

An ancient Buddha asked.

"The power of the Heavenly Dao. ”

The Buddha replied with four words.

He asked Manjushri, "What is that Soul Map?"

"I don't know. ”

Manjushri replied.

"That Monkey King is to use the Ten Thousand Souls Diagram to transform the souls of the dead. ”

The Buddha sighed and said, "If you are really born with a genius." ”

It's so amazing, it's appalling.

That was the true Heavenly Dao, and when he saw it today, he understood why the fate of the Three Realms had changed.

Sun Wukong has a heavenly path that is enough to subvert the fate of the Three Realms.

That's not power, it's the source of power, the real rules.

"Good. ”

The Buddha sighed softly.

Let the ghosts in the city die in vain and work for the underworld, in exchange for the opportunity to be reincarnated—this method, even if they want to, is extremely difficult to do.

But Monkey King did it.

In this way, Sun Wukong has added merit in the underworld, and it will be even more tricky to deal with him in the future.

When the Buddha thought of this, he pinched his fingers and counted, and suddenly he was shocked again.

"There's still a chance. ”

Jizo King Bodhisattva still has a chance.

The Buddha looked over.

The ghost gate was closed, and the ghosts stopped after performing the spell.

The city was in ruins.

The chill in King Jizo's heart permeated his whole body.

"Great Sage, please take down that picture immediately!"

He said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at him: "Shall I withdraw?"

"Then the poor monk will leave. ”

King Jizo Bodhisattva placed the tin staff on the ground and slapped it to the sky.

The golden palm print ignited the flames of Sanskrit and bombarded towards the Ten Thousand Souls.

Sun Wukong glanced up and retracted his gaze.

In an instant, the palm print passed through the Ten Thousand Souls Map, causing an explosion in the sky, igniting a fierce flame.

"What's going on?"

King Jizo looked over in surprise.

His spell couldn't even touch the Ten Thousand Souls.

"You're getting one thing wrong. ”

Sun Wukong replied: "The Ten Thousand Souls Diagram is just a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, just like a reflection in the water, the real Ten Thousand Souls Diagram......

He paused: "It's me." ”

Whether it is the Heavenly Palace, the East China Sea, or the Ten Thousand Souls Diagram here, they are all just his reflections.

"Destroy the Ten Thousand Soul Map, there is no other way but to defeat me. ”

Sun Wukong said again.

"Thank you for your confusion. ”

King Jizo reached out and clenched the tin staff.

"Good. ”

He uttered a silent word, then raised his tin staff and thrust it into the ground.

A door of light opened behind the Jizo King, like a giant mouth of the abyss that devoured all things, and countless black mud gushed out.

Sun Wukong glanced at the light gate and knew what it was.

Folklore has it that the tin staff of King Jizo Bodhisattva can open the gates of hell.

Endless curses surged out of it, like an overwhelming black wave, rushing towards Sun Wukong like a tsunami.

"Monkey King!"

The voice of the king of Jizo sounded: "You have made a ghost mission and destroyed the ghost town, I will expel you!"

"It all seems to be true. ”

Sun Wukong stood in place, letting the black mud pour in: "But you are not qualified to judge me." ”

He didn't move, but there was an invisible wall around him, and black mud poured in from all around him, unable to invade and contaminate him.

King Jizo Bodhisattva raised the tin staff again, poked it hard, and another door of light opened, and an endless lake of blood gushed out of it.

It is a lake of blood formed by the karmic fruits and karma of hell, and the merit enchantment cannot be resisted, as long as it is contaminated with the body, it will be irreversible.

King Jizo stared at Sun Wukong.

No matter how powerful Sun Wukong is, he is also an outsider, and the netherworld rejects and does not welcome any outsiders.

Here, Sun Wukong can't go all out.

"With a little more strength, I'll be able to get him out!"

The Jizo King Bodhisattva urged the mana, and the tin staff in his hand made a heavy sound.

In the sea of blood, Sun Wukong watched the blood gradually spread to his feet.

"That's fine. ”

He didn't want to lose a big deal because of a small one, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden hoop stick.

"Scatter!"

As soon as he waved his hand, a gust of wind swept through, and all the black mud and blood seas were forcibly torn apart by the stick wind and flew out.

The air around Sun Wukong swayed and regained clarity.

The two light gates opened by the tin rod were also closed by the rolling wind, and no matter how much the Jizo King Bodhisattva urged, they could not be opened again.

Sun Wukong looked at King Jizo, "Do you really want to be my enemy?"

King Jizo sighed, picked up the tin staff, and stepped out: "Emperor of Heaven, please ......"

Before he could finish speaking, King Jizo was in front of him, and a huge impact hit the tin staff, knocking him out with the staff.

"Please, please. ”

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick and stood where King Jizo had stood.

As the lord of the underworld, King Jizo has great powers, but he is not good at fighting people.

Sun Wukong shook his head, slammed his feet on the ground, and the figure appeared in front of the King of Jizo, who had just landed and stood firmly, and the golden hoop stick swept over again. It's fast and can't see the action at all.

With a loud bang, the Jizo King Bodhisattva was blasted into the sky.

"How ......"

King Jizo felt the sound of wind in his ears, and before he could stabilize his body and see his surroundings clearly, a familiar aura appeared behind him.

"No ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a huge force came from behind him.

There was another "boom", and he was smashed down hard, without the power to resist.

"Shhhh

Seeing the Jizo King fall to the ground like a meteor, the Ten Halls Hades couldn't help but gasp.

This is not a fight at all, but a one-sided bullying!

"The demon monkey...... It's terrifying!"

No wonder no one in the Heavenly Palace can stop Sun Wukong, he is really too strong!

In the blink of an eye, the Jizo King Bodhisattva before landing was knocked away by Sun Wukong again.

He was hit by Sun Wukong in the air like a ball, and this scene made countless immortals and Buddhas jump like thunder.

"How can this be justified, how can this be justified!"

On the three islands of the ten continents, the immortals also surrounded the heavenly mirror, looking at the situation in the underworld.

The immortals were simply angry, how could that demon monkey humiliate the compassionate Jizo King Bodhisattva so much!

"Why doesn't the Bodhisattva resist!"

The grumpy Huo De Xingjun was shocked and angry.

"The bodhisattva may have done it on purpose. ”

Wang Lingguan said: "He is the lord of the underworld, and Sun Wukong will treat him like this, and he will be devoured by karma." ”

Huo De Xingjun's eyes lit up: "In this way, Sun Wukong will not be rampant for long?"

"That's nature. ”

Wang Lingguan nodded: "The Bodhisattva must want to increase his karma and take the opportunity to drive him out of the underworld." ”

It's just that he also wonders in his heart, he has seen the power of Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick, why is he a little weak today?