Chapter 417: The Golden Hoop Stick

Between the Three Realms, Sun Wukong shuttles through the chaos.

His eyes sparkled, as if a book had emerged from them.

Countless roads evolved before his eyes, like glowing passages, disillusioned in the void, and finally only a clear signpost remained.

"Over there. ”

Sun Wukong turned into light to the right and left.

"How is that possible!"

The Buddha who was chasing after him was taken aback.

This chaotic land is vast, there is no heaven and no earth, there is only one exit, even he can't find it, how can Sun Wukong find it.

"Stop!"

The Buddha stretched out his hand and struck Sun Wukong, and within tens or hundreds of miles ahead, chaos was wiped out.

Sun Wukong didn't look at it, and flew in one direction.

The wordless book resonated in his soul.

"It's a great place. ”

Sun Wukong thought in his heart that when he was outside, the wordless book was not so active.

It is free in the gap between the Three Realms, as if its original power is to guide the way.

"Shouldn't you stay a little longer? ”

Sun Wukong thought in his heart that the situation outside had stabilized, and he could study the wordless book carefully.

However, as soon as this thought arose, an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly rose.

"What's going on?"

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and he saw the picture of the black flame burning on Ao Luan's body.

"Ao Luan!"

Sun Wukong was shocked in his heart, and he was immediately chased by the Buddha.

"Sun Wukong, Hugh has to leave. ”

The Buddha released endless Buddha light, and the power of the Heavenly Dao was immense, imprisoning the space.

"This is the end of the matter, I must get out. ”

Sun Wukong said: "Something happened in the Three Realms. ”

The Buddha deduced.

"All living beings are suffering, and this is a small suffering. ”

The Buddha replied.

The Jade Emperor's approach was unexpected, but it was not another way.

Since Sun Wukong can't be stopped, then destroy the Heavenly Dao of All Souls.

"What the Great Heavenly Venerable has done is the right way. ”

Buddha said.

"You're a ...... Stubborn and unknown!"

Sun Wukong's anger rose, and the brilliance behind him bloomed, like a god of war.

The Buddha's expression was solemn, and he used his mana, and an immortal Dao lotus bloomed under his feet.

"Boom-"

Lingshan, something hit the rosette again.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Lingji Bodhisattva got up from the ground, and his body seemed to be broken.

"How are there more and more enemies. ”

He looked at the sky, where some immortals appeared out of thin air.

Emperor Gou Chen and Emperor Qinghua are very tricky, and now that there are more and more of these immortals, it is becoming more and more difficult to fight.

"Can you take a break? ”

Lingji Bodhisattva thought about it, and found more than a dozen arhats lying in the distance whose life and death were uncertain, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Okay, these guys are playing dead!"

He walked up to the arhats and kicked them a few times: "Hey, get up." ”

The arhats remained motionless and seemed to be truly dead.

"Really dead?"

Lingji Bodhisattva probed their breathing, and there was a faint breath.

Aside from the fact that each of them had a huge stick mark on their back, their injuries were not significant.

"Hmph, won't I pretend to be dead?"

Lingji Bodhisattva wiped some blood on his face and lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

A hard object tapped on his shoulder.

"Don't make a fuss, buddy, you have to pretend to be together!"

Lingji Bodhisattva said.

The hard object was stunned for a moment, and knocked again.

"I said don't make a fuss......"

Lingji Bodhisattva opened his eyes and was suddenly stunned.

There is no buddy in front of him, only a familiar stick.

The golden hoop rod circled around Lingji Bodhisattva a few times, and it hadn't attacked yet, why did this guy fall?

"Gollum. ”

Lingji Bodhisattva swallowed his saliva and knew why those arhats had rod marks on their bodies.

The golden hoop rod loomed on the ground, and the golden light on the body of the rod shimmered and trembled slightly.

"Hey, not the real thing?"

Lingji Bodhisattva suddenly realized that something was wrong, this golden hoop stick was not a real body, just a clone.

"Hmph, just a weapon, what can you do to me?"

Lingji Bodhisattva stood up.

The golden rod roared at him, and he grabbed it with one hand.

He is not one of those Arhats, and it is impossible for him to be defeated by the clone of the golden hoop stick.

"Let me see where you really are. ”

Lingji Bodhisattva controlled the clone and used his magic power to find it.

Soon, he saw a golden rod stuck deep in the ground nearby.

"It's so small. ”

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at the golden hoop stick, compared to the previous pillar of light that was bigger than a mountain, the current golden hoop rod was only nine feet long.

"Is it too much to insert and can't get out?"

Lingji Bodhisattva curiously pulled out the golden hoop stick.

"Don't touch it!"

In the sky, the World-Honored One saw Lingji Bodhisattva's movements, and hurriedly shouted, "I sealed it just now!"

"Oops!"

Lingji Bodhisattva accidentally fell, and the circle under his feet was erased.

With a "boom", the golden hoop rod turned into a streamer and flew out, shooting towards the lotus, smashing a small pit.

"Lingji!"

The World-Honored One descended from the sky: "You ......"

Lingji Bodhisattva hurriedly stood up: "I'll seal it immediately!"

"I'm afraid it's a little harder. ”

The Lord looked at the golden rod.

The golden rod was like lightning fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it was already gone.

But it's not missing, it's just that it's so fast that it disappears from sight.

"Boom, boom—"

A dense crash sounded on the rosette.

In order to save his master, the golden rod tirelessly smashed the rosette.