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"Hold on!" Righteous Fa Ming Rulai shouted violently, instantly waking everyone up.

Manjushri frowned, so he had to bite the bill and pinch his hands. Once again, the wall of light was propped up.

The Buddhas had to follow one by one.

A few miles away, King Jizo gritted his teeth and had to join the sequence that supported the wall of light.

With a loud bang, the hardcore soldier smashed on the wall of light again, and the ground shook!

Lowering his head, Fa Ming Rulai suddenly found that the six-eared macaque holding the hand of the golden hoop paused.

"Why don't you put it on, do you want to die?"

Hearing this, the six-eared macaque had to close its eyes and be ruthless, and buckled the golden hoop to its head.

In the whistling wind, another blow swept in the hardcore soldiers.

Everyone stared blankly.

......

In the Tushi Palace, Lao Jun stared motionlessly at the empty ground in front of him.

In the temple of the female snail, Su Bodhi clenched his fists slightly.

Inside the empty hall, Rulai slowly closed his eyes.

......

There was a loud bang. This time, the wall of light shattered completely. Even if the Jizo King joined, they couldn't withstand the monkey's blow again.

Countless Buddha figures were thrown out like shooting stars, and golden blood drew arcs in the sky.

The lotus platform shattered, and Manjushri fell back, and finally stopped his body.

In the air, the monkey's figure slowly fell, and the moment it landed, it stumbled and almost fell. The hand holding the hardcore soldier was trembling, and drops of blood seeped out from the tiger's mouth, spreading little by little along the lines of the hardcore soldier, flowing, dripping.

He gasped deeply, as if he was exhausted.

Raising his head, he saw that the six-eared macaque that had been kneeling in front of the Dharma Ming Rulai slowly got up.

Turning around, the monkey saw the glittering golden hoop above his head.

At this moment, the monkey was slightly stunned.

And not just because of the golden hoop. It's all the more because ...... He saw a peace on the face of the six-eared macaque that he had never seen before.

Yes, peacefully. There was not the slightest hint of anger, a six-eared macaque that was completely different from the original. It's like a completely different person.

The wind swept across his cheeks, trembling slightly. He watched the monkey silently.

"You, still put on ......"

"I had to wear it. The six-eared macaque said lightly.

"Then why can't I wear it?" the monkey squinted his eyes slightly and snorted, "Don't make excuses for anything you do." ”

The six-eared macaque did not answer.

Countless lightning flashes intertwined in the sky. Not only in the sky, but everywhere around, lightning can be faintly seen.

Behind him, I saw that Fa Ming Rulai took a step back, and the knife slashed through his wrist, and suddenly, golden blood spilled out.

The blood flowed in the air like a meandering river, slowly heading towards the six-eared macaque.

"You don't have a body, so to defeat him, you first need a body. The poor monk can use half of his cultivation to reshape a physical body for you. But first you have to take refuge in Buddhism, otherwise the new physical body will be repulsed by your original power. That's one of the reasons why you have to wear a gold hoop. ”

The six-eared macaque slowly turned his head to glance at the winding river that flowed towards him, and stood quietly, not dodging or evading.

Soon, golden blood touched his back. As if he had faded away, his hair began to turn from a dull blonde to a complete blonde along his back.

Suddenly, the six-eared macaque's eyes turned red, and tears slid down his cheeks bit by bit, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

The six-eared macaque dipped his hand in the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked softly, "Is this ...... What is this?"

Fa Ming Rulai said: "This is your anger, and your memory. ”

"Angry?"

"Only by draining all the anger and what it is attached to can you really reshape your body. ”

"It's something I've always stood for. The monkey not far away said, "You have never remembered, these are at most a little fragment left." ”

Those tears are still falling continuously, that is the monkey's anger, and it is also his memory. Every drop of anger is attached to tears. It was 800 years of suffering.

The six-eared macaque reached out and clasped the golden hoop above his head, wailing in pain, struggling, and screaming, "I don't want it! Take it away!

At this moment, just the explosion of one hundredth fragment was enough to make him collapse. He stumbled and ran, all falling to the ground, curled up in a ball, struggling.

However, the Fa-Ming Rulai behind him still didn't stop. He gritted his teeth and desperately released his cultivation from his body, mixed it in his blood, and injected it into the six-eared macaque's body little by little.

The surrounding rivers have long since stopped, the clouds in the sky are circulating, and the surrounding mountains and rivers are slowly collapsing.

The six-eared macaque wailed hysterically and rolled. He felt that everything was slowly fading its color and becoming normal. He felt that everything around him was becoming illusory and untouchable. Only the pain was so real.

This feeling is so similar to that in the void.

If so, why did he wear the golden hoop?

At this moment, the only thing that is real to him, the only thing that can feel the temperature is the tears in the corners of his eyes. But those tears are leaving him again.

He roared frantically, trying to stop all this, but alas, there was no turning back.

Yang Chan and the others in the distance were already so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

One by one, the Buddhas, who had been knocked to the ground by monkeys, got up and sat cross-legged. In an instant, the chanted Buddhist scriptures spread to every corner of heaven and earth.

In a trance, the six-eared macaque seemed to feel that while everything was fading away, in the west, a ray of golden light lit up.

The chanting of Buddhist scriptures filled his ears, and the golden light in front of him guided his way.

Gradually, he stopped struggling and just stared blankly to the west. His gaze was as empty as a dead man.

Looking at the six-eared macaque, the monkey laughed.

In the Journey to the West in the previous life, when Sun Wukong wore the golden hoop, was it also such a scene?

That's the hero's ...... Destination?

The monkey pursed his lips and smiled, helplessly, staring blankly at the six-eared macaque, which was already like a walking corpse. Slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, and smashed it towards Zhengfa Ming Rulai with his iron pole.

Fa Ming Rulai hurriedly dodged away, but at the same time, the blood between his wrists was still pouring into the body of the six-eared macaque.

A stick missed, and the monkey dragged its tired body and swept out another stick.

King Jizo struck.

He flew to the side of Zhengfa Ming Rulai, and with a gentle push, he pushed Zhengfa Ming Rulai away, and skillfully dodged the monkey's attack. However, he was beaten by the monkey solidly.

Fortunately, the monkey had already lost his strength at this time, otherwise, he would have been seriously injured if he was not dead.

The monkey was still unwilling, jumped up with a shout, and hit the Heavenly Spirit Gai with a stick aimed at the Fa Ming Rulai.

This time, it was Manjushri who flew to pounce on the Dharma Mingrulai.

From the beginning to the end, Fa-Ming Rulai was concentrating on injecting his own blood into the six-eared macaque.

"What are you waiting for?

Hearing this, the people in the distance suddenly woke up. The demon generals hurriedly rushed forward one by one with their blades in hand.

The Buddhas, who had been seriously wounded, rushed to fight.

For a while, the two sides were in a mess, but each other had already lost their strength, and it looked like a group of children rolling in the mud, completely losing their original momentum.

Yang Jian, who was still standing in the distance, sighed lightly, turned his head, and suddenly found that in addition to his sister Yang Chan, who had not joined the battle, there was another person standing next to him-Xuanzang.

"Mage...... Are you alright?"

Xuanzang shook his head slowly, blinked at everything in front of him, and said nothing.

"Mage, it's not safe here, or I'll ......"

Before Yang Jian finished speaking, Xuanzang shook his head slowly. The lips tightened.

After a long time, he sighed lightly: "The poor monk wants to cross all sentient beings, so he set foot on this westward journey. But ......"

Raising his head, he looked at the vast heaven and earth and said, "All living beings have suffered because of this. Is there really any meaning to the sermon thus proven?" )