"Rulai Lao'er, aren't you going to come out?"

Sun Wukong looked down, the golden hoop stick was in his hand, and he was ready to break out a fierce battle with Rulai.

"Amitabha, Wukong, are you really so obsessed?"

There was a burst of golden light, and the Buddha's light shone quickly rushed out of the pit below, his hands folded, and his eyebrows were full of regret.

"Either you get out of the way, or my grandson dies on this spiritual mountain today, otherwise we have nothing to talk about!"

Sun Wukong's attitude is very clear, he just wants to leave here, as long as the Buddha does not let him go, he will fight with him with all his might, no matter life or death.

"It seems that you are really determined to rebel against Lingshan!"

"So what? My grandson thought that after becoming a Buddha, he would be able to end up with a free one, but who would have thought that you were still unwilling to let me go like this, for the sake of the master, the junior brother and the Guanyin Bodhisattva, my grandson would have demolished your big thunder sound temple a long time ago, and I still need to talk nonsense with you here!"

"Hehe, is it? Your monkey-headed temperament has changed a lot! Since you have chosen to endure it for thousands of years, why don't you continue to endure it? Are you so confident that you can defeat me now?"

"How can I know if I don't give it a try? A thousand years is already my bottom line, and I will fight you to the death today!"

Sun Wukong's voice fell, and the golden hoop stick smashed at Rulai again.

This time, Rulai did not have the slightest panicked look, and looked at Sun Wukong with a smile.

When the golden hoop rod fell, his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting some incantation, and a cloud of protective Buddha light quickly appeared in front of him.

The golden hoop stick fell on this ball of Buddha light, as if hitting a ball of cotton, although it looked like it was about to fall on the top of the Buddha's head, but it was only the slightest short, but it was stopped deadly.

"Boom!"

The greater the resistance, the greater the reaction force.

This stick failed to fall on the body of the Buddha, but it instantly counterattacked Sun Wukong, if he hadn't pressed the golden hoop stick with all his strength, maybe he would have been shocked by it and flew hundreds of meters away.

"Hmph! Eat my grandson again!"

Sun Wukong was not discouraged, he has never been a person who gives up lightly, although this first stick has not been able to pose the slightest threat to the Buddha, but he also knows some of the other party's methods.

Stabilizing his body, he immediately hit a second stick, this time the power was far stronger than before, and nearly forty percent of the mana in his body was merged into this stick.

But these fell in the eyes of the Buddha, who still looked bland, and didn't seem to care about all this.

"Tom!"

The loud sound that shook the sky spread throughout the entire Spirit Mountain.

Sun Wukong's stick broke through the golden light of Rulai's body, and bombarded Rulai's shoulder fiercely.

Cracks appeared on Rulai's shoulder, but strangely, there was not the slightest blood.

Sun Wukong looked at this scene, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but soon his face changed greatly.

"Not good!"

But when he reacted, it was too late, and at this moment, the golden body of the six Zhangliu of Rulai instantly dissipated into nothingness, and was replaced by a more tall and majestic Buddha who appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

"Wukong, you're no match for me!"

The words fell, and Rulai slashed down with a palm.

The powerful force did not give Sun Wukong room to resist at all, and he suddenly had a feeling that he seemed to have returned to the situation when he was suppressed by Rulai in Wuzhi Mountain, when he wanted to resist but his whole body was powerless, so he could only accept the fate of being suppressed. But now more than 1,500 years have passed, and he does not want to accept such a fate again, and he does not want history to repeat itself again.

So he chose to take it all in and chose to go all out!

"I'm Sun Wukong, I'm Monkey King, my grandson won't be defeated like this!"

With a shout, Sun Wukong made the last effort, he no longer had the slightest reservation, and used all his mana.

"Fight!"

The scarlet eyes were full of strong battle intent, at this moment, Sun Wukong's mind was only thinking about one thing, that is, to defeat Rulai, he had to leave Lingshan alive and go to see the monkeys and monkeys of Huaguo Mountain!

If there is no mercy in this palm, he will not let Sun Wukong easily break his own move.

Even if Sun Wukong has used up all the remaining mana, in his opinion, it is still useless. Today's Monkey King has violated his scales, and he will not spare his life.

"Poof!"

Under the full force of confrontation, Sun Wukong really couldn't bear such a powerful force, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his demeanor immediately became a little sluggish.

The power of Rulai's palm has been consumed by him about ninety percent, and he has no mana to resist the remaining one, so he can only rely on his body in exchange for the last ray of life.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of blood gushed out, Sun Wukong's body seemed to be crumbling in mid-air, and he was about to run out of oil, but in his eyes, he was full of unwillingness, because he hadn't returned to Huaguo Mountain yet, and he hadn't seen those monkeys and monkeys.

"Goku!"

Tang Seng and Guanyin Bodhisattva below shouted at the same time, their hearts were very painful, and they just wanted to rush to Sun Wukong's body quickly and block the remaining power of Rulai's palm for him. However, the people on the side, Kyaye Ananda, Manjushri Puxian and others stood in front of them, so that they could not get even half a step close to the battlefield, and could only be forced to stand here and quietly watch everything in the sky.

Vaguely, Sun Wukong heard those two calls, he turned his head and saw the figures of Tang Seng and Guanyin, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Master, Bodhisattva, Wukong is very happy, I have you with me in this life, but the disciples will not be able to continue to accompany you in the future, you must live well!"

"Wukong, don't!"

Tang Seng's heart was like a knife, and he desperately wanted to rush to Sun Wukong, but the indifferent Kaye Ananda held down his arm so that he couldn't move half a step.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was also stopped by Manjushri and Fuxian, and she wanted to break away from the encirclement of these two in anger, but it was not that simple at all, she could only start a war with the other party and be firmly entangled by it.

For all this, Sun Wukong didn't say much, he looked at Rulai again, his eyes were still resolute, "Let's do it, Rulai Lao'er, more than 1,500 years ago, my Lao Sun was not your opponent, and I still can't defeat you today." I know that you have already had murderous intentions towards me, and I don't have the strength to resist at this moment, I just hope that you can give me a break and let me die on this spiritual mountain with dignity!"

"Okay, as you wish!"

Rulai agreed to Sun Wukong's request, and he saw that Sun Wukong was ready to die. For this day, he had expected it a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to come a little soon. But he doesn't regret it, because no matter what, he will kill Sun Wukong.

"Suffer death, Monkey King!"

With the sound of Rulai's words, another palm suddenly fell.

Sun Wukong stood there, quietly watching all this, he did not choose to close his eyes and silently accept the result of death. Instead, he looked at Rulai coldly, his eyes full of a look of relief.

Just as this palm was about to fall on the top of Sun Wukong's head, a sigh suddenly came from behind the Buddha-

"If you come, spare him a life! you can't kill him!"