Sun Wukong attacks with a stick.

The golden hoop rod roared softly, and the light soared into the sky, pressing down on the white-clothed Venerable.

Seeing this, the white-clothed Venerable reached out with his big hand, distorted the space, and took out the bowl from the void.

The bowl was intact and dazzling, sending out ten thousand rays of ruixia and the golden hoop rod colliding together.

There was a loud "boom", and the flames rushed to the sky, overwhelmingly flooding the battlefield.

"It's not easy!"

Sun Wukong thought in his heart, after eating the blow of the golden hoop stick, the face of the white-clothed Venerable did not change at all.

He held the bowl in one hand and pressed it forward, the light was so strong that Sun Wukong's hands were a little numb.

"It's so hard. ”

Sun Wukong retracted his stick and swung it again, the void shook, and the huge pillar of fire collapsed the chaos.

The white-clothed Venerable resisted stubbornly, and the bowl was as heavy as a mountain, like a golden shield blooming.

He shouted, and the bowl roared, like a golden sun hitting a golden hoop stick!

"What!"

Sun Wukong was taken aback.

The strength of the white-clothed Venerable was several times stronger than that of Emperor Yao, and his divine power bloomed, like an ocean surging, taking the initiative to attack, the bowl and the golden hoop rod collided, and the chaos shook violently, like a tsunami shocking the sky.

The endless Heavenly Dao order roared in the bowl, and the divine glow shot in all directions, bombarding downward in unison.

Sun Wukong's face changed dramatically, he was suppressed!

"That's my strength. ”

The white-clothed Venerable attacked with all his might, the divine light was full of light, and every attack was as heavy as a mountain, and Sun Wukong's hands were sore.

This is the first time that Sun Wukong has encountered an opponent who is stronger than him.

"You can't rely on brute force!"

Sun Wukong's thoughts flashed, and thousands of golden lights flew out of his body.

Every golden light was an incarnation of him, and the sky was suddenly full of Sun Wukong, densely attacking the white-clothed Venerable.

"Avatar?"

The white-clothed Venerable laughed, transformed into a golden divine furnace, and shot out rainbow light from the top of his head.

The rainbow light in the sky rushed towards the incarnation of Sun Wukong like a meteor shower, ten thousand Buddhas roared in unison, the momentum was magnificent, and every rainbow light was a white-clothed Venerable.

On the battlefield of the Fankong Battlefield, countless fires exploded violently, as if thousands of meteors were colliding, and the sky was full of dazzling light, showing the faces of several people thousands of miles away in golden yellow.

The flames of war are raging.

In the distance, there was a chill behind them.

"What a terrifying force. ”

"Whether it's the Venerable in White or the Monkey King, they are much stronger than us!"

"Who will win?"

The aura of this battle was so powerful that it terrified them.

They looked at it for a long time before they were able to discern the situation.

"That white-clothed Venerable is a little stronger. ”

"His physical body is too powerful, isn't he afraid of damage when he uses it like this?"

"If you push Sun Wukong to the extreme, it will be beneficial to him and no harm. ”

Someone sighed.

"It's only a matter of time before Sun Wukong becomes the god of war. ”

On the battlefield, the white-clothed Venerable opened with full firepower and did not make reservations.

Because he knows that Sun Wukong has reached the limit.

"If you don't force him now, you have to give up all your efforts!"

The Venerable in White thought about it, and the incarnation swung the bowl, and thousands of meteors cut through the space and smashed towards Sun Wukong!

The war burned in the chaos, and Sun Wukong was in the middle of the offensive in the sky, his arms were numb, and his vision seemed to be burning.

"You're more like a stone than I am. ”

Sun Wukong laughed.

From birth to the present, he has never lost to anyone compared to the strength of his body, but the Venerable in White is superior to him.

This brought Sun Wukong a lot of impact.

"You're lost?"

The white-clothed Venerable said while attacking: "I am reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes, and the Great Dao Shaping Body, how can I not compare to you with a piece of immortal stone?"

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"

The impact of the bowl and the golden hoop rod resounded chaotically, and the bowl was in the hand of the white-clothed Venerable, and the divine glow was shining, the momentum was heavy, and the aura emitted was mighty, which was completely different from before.

The bowl hit the golden hoop stick, and the golden hoop rod shook as it struck.

"Don't be afraid!"

Sun Wukong was in severe pain all over his body and felt intense pressure.

This is the strongest enemy he has ever encountered, the strongest magic weapon.

However, he was not afraid, but a fighting spirit burned.

This fighting spirit was transmitted to the golden hoop stick, which stopped shaking, and the flames on it were almost boiling.

"Good, that's a good fellow!"

Sun Wukong's eyes shot fire, evolving into a sea of fire.

"That's all it takes!"

He brandished the golden hoop stick, and all his fighting intent poured towards the golden hoop stick.

In a red flame, each rod has a mysterious mark blooming, penetrating the heavens and the earth, colliding with the bowl.

"God of War Seal!"

The white-clothed Venerable looked over.

In the fierce battle, Sun Wukong burst into flames, his hair began to shine, and the sound of a heartbeat came from his body, echoing between heaven and earth.

"He's sublimating, he's going to become a god of war!"

The white-clothed Venerable thought to himself.

Endless life fluctuations emanated from Sun Wukong's body, and he metamorphosed in battle, and a powerful aura surged out, and he was about to be reborn.

"Push you again!"

The white-clothed Venerable was shrouded in the light of the Buddha, and the bowl in his hand rose to the sky, shooting ten thousand divine rays at Sun Wukong, which overwhelmed him in an instant, and the battlefield was dazzling.

"Not enough!"

At the same time, the white-clothed Venerable stretched out a hand, and chaos roared, cracking a gap, and endless energy was pulled out, turning into a giant dragon cast of gold.

"What a trick is that!"

Several people thousands of miles away were taken aback.

They had lived in chaos for millions of years, and had never seen anyone draw energy from the Void.

The dragon's entire body composed of surging energy exuded a terrifying aura, and the surrounding space was distorted, making people tremble from the soul level.

"Swallow him!"

The white-clothed Venerable shouted, and the golden dragon roared down with terrifying fluctuations, penetrating through the body from the top of Sun Wukong's head, and the incomparable aura immediately swept him in and devoured him.

A huge wave of qi swept through the Brahma Heavenly Court, the battlefield shook violently, the space clicked and tore, and a whirlpool appeared, as if it wanted to engulf all living beings in the world!

The Buddhas on the edge of the battlefield ran farther in panic.

Daji also flew thousands of miles away, looking at the battlefield with a nervous expression.

"The king must hold on!"

She hadn't seen Sun Wukong defeated, but she was still nervous when she saw the power of the Venerable in White.

The chaotic battlefield was shrouded in the terrifying aura of the white-clothed Venerable, and Shenxia was like a boiling ocean, drowning Sun Wukong.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, a mysterious wave is stirring, and anyone who touches these fluctuations will become dust.

"He's transforming. ”

The white-clothed Venerable overlooked the vast ocean of gods.

The ocean is as vast as the sea, and louder and louder voices come out.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang......

It was the heartbeat of Sun Wukong.

The white-clothed Venerable knew in his heart that a Chaos God was about to awaken in front of him.

However, at this moment, the white-clothed Venerable found that a stone on his neck had disappeared.

"Huh?"

He frowned slightly.

The Buddha ran away?

When?

Could it be that it was the time of the battle just now?

The white-clothed Venerable's thoughts flashed, and then he turned his attention back to Shenxia.

The Buddha escaped, but it wasn't a big deal - compared to Sun Wukong, he didn't matter.