Tens of thousands of Arhats, and more than 8,000 Bodhisattvas, this kind of lineup is simply appalling.

The most terrifying thing is that there are still a steady stream of other bodhisattvas and arhats coming, and this is not the whole essence of Lingshan.

But seeing so many Bodhisattva Arhats, Guo Qing and the four of them did not change their faces, and even their faces still had a trace of excitement and excitement, and their eyes were full of madness.

They are no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the past, their skills have already improved by leaps and bounds, and they have a certain understanding of their own strength before they come, and they can't bear it when they see so many Arhats and Bodhisattvas.

Rulai appeared with one hundred and eight Buddhas, just above the Daxiong Treasure Hall, with solemn expressions, it seemed that they were very serious and serious about this battle.

You must know that Guo Qing and the others are no longer what they used to be, and their ability is against the sky. And when they came to them at this juncture when the Heavenly Dao was about to mature, they, especially Rulai, didn't want to be injured by Guo Qing and them.

When the Arhats and Bodhisattvas appeared, they surrounded Guo Qing and them.

There are many people outside the Lingshan Mountain who use their supernatural powers to peep into the situation here, and there are also many outsiders in the Buddha Kingdom who are watching the battle.

They were close people, and they didn't know that Guo Qing and they were coming back before. It's just that there are other forces around almost every force, and they are these people.

At this time, they were encountered, and the news had already spread, and now they were the first pair of eyes, and they were all excited.

"Guo Qing and the four of them came, and Lingshan actually dispatched more than 30,000 Arhats and more than 8,000 Bodhisattvas, such a big battle is also terrifying. ”

"What's more, if you come and the one hundred and eight Buddhas are all in town, it seems that those arhats and bodhisattvas are not enough. ”

"Guo Qing, they are already so powerful?"

"Five hundred years ago, so many of them were able to wipe out all the two hundred quasi-saints of the Huoyun Palace, and now these Bodhisattva Arhats are afraid that they will still die. ”

Countless people are secretly talking, and those who know each other say hello, and those who don't know are muttering secretly.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lingshan, and they all wanted to see if Lingshan could drive Guo Qing and them away this time.

Although they all think that no matter how strong Guo Qing and the four of them are, if they dare to come to Lingshan to make trouble, they are still looking for death.

But after all, they still hope to see miracles, and I believe they are also happy to see the Buddhas of Lingshan being beaten down.

Guo Qing shook his neck, and the Divine Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the momentum on his body was completely different, as if a sharp sword was out of its sheath.

The three of Sun Wukong also distanced themselves from him, and each took out his own artifact magic weapon.

"Brothers, take care of yourself, if you can't do anything, just retreat first. Guo Qing said in a low voice.

Although he came to fight and make trouble, Guo Qing didn't want his brothers to have an accident in the end, in that case, it would backfire and it would not be advisable.

Rulai looked at it coldly and did not speak.

But the Kāyāṇa on his side knew what he was thinking, understood what he meant, and shouted, "Take down these four madmen!"

They didn't say about demons, it would be good to talk about this matter in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and if they said it in front of the world's heroes, it was really taking everyone for fools.

How to say that Fang Cun Mountain is also the uncrowned ninth king of the Northland, if you forcibly say that they are demons, this will not take care of the face of the other eight kings.

The bodhisattvas and arhats received the order and set up an attack one after another.

Sun Wukong held a golden hoop stick and took the lead in attacking. He carried the golden hoop stick, with excitement and sneers on his face, and rushed directly into the bodhisattva pile, and began to hit wildly.

His golden hoop stick was too strong, and the pile of bodhisattvas who rushed in before they could react, they were swept away by him with a stick of nearly a hundred people.

There were more than 8,000 Bodhisattvas in the air, and nearly 100 people were sent flying at once, which seemed to be nothing, but they couldn't withstand being beaten too many times.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick is too heavy, and the strength is very strong, and a stick seems to be able to blast a mountain.

Those bodhisattvas could not withstand his violent force, and the golden rod hurt when he knocked it, and died when he touched it. Even if those bodhisattvas have the cultivation of the god king, they still don't have enough power to face Sun Wukong's Great Perfection Dharma Body.

Now in Sun Wukong's eyes, except for the quasi-saint, even the peerless god king can't take his move, and he is directly swept away.

After Sun Wukong flew almost five or six hundred people, those bodhisattvas were completed. They exude divine light, condense the light of the Buddha, and the treasure is solemn.

About 300 people will form a Bodhisattva array, which is the Buddhist guardian lion array, which is very powerful and domineering, just by looking at it, it can hook the soul and put down the butcher's knife.

But Sun Wukong glanced at it, but the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, he clenched the golden hoop stick and directly hit the past.

"Wow~~"

There are almost ten groups of large arrays to make a Buddhist lion roar on Sun Wukong, the terrifying sonic Buddha singing, and the immeasurable power of the lion fighting rabbit to suppress it, and Sun Wukong's body is restricted.

"Hehe, give it to my old grandson!"

Sun Wukong's strength is unparalleled, and he grabbed the golden hoop stick and swept it directly.

The first group of Bodhisattvas was directly dispersed Buddha's light, and more than 300 of them could not withstand Sun Wukong's unparalleled strength, and they were all blown away.

The Buddhas were shocked, and the rest of the Bodhisattvas were all full of astonishment. This monkey head is also too powerful, and he can ignore their Buddhist lion array.

You must know that it was composed of Bodhisattvas, the Buddhist Lion Formation composed of three hundred Bodhisattvas, which was already able to trap and kill a quasi-saint, and it was directly broken by force.

Sun Wukong sneered: "Is your Buddhism so level?"

After that, he jumped directly into the other Buddhist lion formations, and hit the golden hoop stick when it was round. His golden hoop rod is too strong, and his strength is unparalleled, and those bodhisattvas are basically no opponents.

Sun Wukong's fighting style is too violent, and if you go down with a stick, you will always see blood. Either he was beaten away, or he was directly blown up.

Lingshan, which has not been stained with blood for many years, is now full of blood again.

The six-eared macaque is not far behind, and he is even more violent. Compared to others, he is like a peerless demon.

The six-eared macaque exuded demonic energy all over his body, and the black aura on his body was swirling, and there was a flash of silver light, which was his law of time at work.

"Bang~~"

Behind the six-eared macaque appeared a shadow, which had six arms, and eight arms in his hands, like an octopus.

But the shadow was not an octopus, but an eight-armed demon.

The six-eared macaque was holding a hardcore soldier and swept away a group of people with a stick, but his attack speed was not as fast as the Arhat killed by the eight-armed demon venerable behind him with one punch.

Not only that, those arhats looked at each other with Liu'er, and they could always see the sea of corpses and blood in his eyes, which was the real sea of corpses and blood, pulling people into the hell of despair.

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