Wukong was anxious to get out of the Dharma platform and find a way to get out of this mountain and river society map, but Ying Long Lao Dao said: "Lingming Stone Monkey, don't worry, when the time comes, you can naturally go out." ”

As he spoke, he had arrived in front of Goku.

When Wukong heard this, he couldn't help but hate in his heart: "This old Taoist is hateful! If you don't make some effort to talk to him today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out!"

So he scratched his ears and cheeks and said: "You Taoist is really noisy, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly, don't want your mother-in-law and mother-in-law, drag mud and water!"

Ying Long Lao Dao just smiled and said nothing.

He turned around and took two steps, Wukong could see the appearance of this magic platform, it was still the same as Fang Cai, the black stone pillar was still standing majestically, but above the central cave, the black smoke had already condensed and formed, it was a round ball with a radius of three or four zhang, slightly black light, black silk threads emerged around, like a balloon with thousands of holes leaking gas.

The whole sphere, like a cocoon, was still wriggling there, sometimes expanding out of a zhang or two, sometimes shrinking back to a zhang or even smaller, and sometimes shaking violently, as if it was about to explode at once, and a demon came out of it, which was very terrifying.

Seeing this, Wukong's eyes widened slightly, and he put the golden hoop stick on the ground, a little unclear, he pointed to the black calloon, blinked his eyes, and asked Ying Long Laodao, "What is that on it? What does it have to do with this platform?"

"Of course, but to be precise, it should be related to the entire Shanhe Society map. You watch. Ying Long nodded his head.

Pointing to the void with his hand, six red runes were drawn in an instant, with complex lines on them, and it was impossible to see what runes they were, criss-crossing and very mixed.

Wukong was waiting to see a clear look, that Ying Long Lao Dao, but with a wave of his hand, the six talismans fell on the black cocoon, divided into six directions: front and back, up and down, left and right, respectively, as soon as the red light was closed, the black cocoon seemed to be calmed down, and there was no more movement.

After a while, the black cocoon moved again, swelling outward.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang, five zhang, six zhang.

until it swelled to a radius of more than six feet, but suddenly retracted suddenly. "Boom!" There was an explosion, like a thunderclap on the flat ground, and even Wukong's Yuan Shen was shocked and trembled a few times, but Ying Long Lao Dao was still standing, his face was as usual, and he didn't even move the corners of his clothes.

The black cocoon exploded and turned into a butterfly in the air, only to be reduced to ashes and disappear in an instant. Wukong opened his eyes and looked closely, it was already a different scene.

But seeing that the cave disappeared, an altar fell, and the statue of Sanqing Dao was not on it, not the Buddha of the West, nor the god Bodhisattva King Kong, and there was no incense, candle, paper and money offerings, but there were six big flags, all of which were four fingers long, and the flags were all red, and there were some faint patterns painted on them, but Wukong couldn't see clearly.

The red light flickered faintly on it, and the flag was windless and automatic, and every time it moved, a sound would come from the flag, some seemed to be crying, some were children's laughter and fighting, quarrels, some were the roars of wild beasts, and some were fairy sounds, mysterious and mysterious, or ghosts crying wolves, and ghosts screaming, as if coming from under the eighteen layers of hell.

Wukong stood quietly, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to these voices, some small, some loud, some laughing happily, and some crying desolately.

Just in an instant, all the voices seemed to converge together, into Wukong's ears, and even to the bottom of his heart, everything was constantly intertwined and then separated, affecting Wukong's emotions.

Wukong suddenly felt that something was stirring in his heart, and the blood in his body was like a pot of boiling water, boiling hot.

For a long time, for a long time, it seemed that in a blink of an eye, Wukong finally couldn't bear it anymore, his body began to tremble, and the golden hoop wishful stick in his hand was already a little unstable.

He gritted his teeth, his brow furrowed, and the eyelids of his eyes twitched again and again, as if he was trying to open them to his senses, but to no avail.

In the end, some unknown emotions in my heart melted into that earth-shattering roar.

He was all violent, and the true yuan of the primordial god had also been exerted to the extreme, his face was bruised, his fangs were intertwined, and his mouth let out a low roar, like a mad tiger, like a devil.

He slammed the golden rod to the ground, but it was already in the ground, and he let out a loud roar, which directly passed through the black smoke and went straight into the sky.

The people outside the Dharma platform naturally heard it clearly, and they were all shocked in their hearts.

The red boy tugged at the Bull Demon King and asked, "Father, this is ...... What's going on with this voice, I hear this voice like the Monkey King's, could it be that something happened?"

The Bull Demon King just had a solemn face and didn't speak, he saw that Yuan Hong was still closing his eyes on the side, so he had to ask Yang Jian, "Brother Dao, what do you think?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "When Fang Cai's voice came, he was extremely angry, and it was mixed with resentment, if it was really this monkey, I'm afraid he was forced to be in a hurry, I don't want to guess, wait for Yuan Hongdao to speak." ”

Ling Xue was fixed and stood aside for a long time, and when she heard this roar, she already knew it in her heart.

But now she can't move, both careful and useless, seeing that this is a continuous roar and wail, how can she not be anxious in her heart, but she knows that it is useless for her to step forward.

It's just that Wukong's roar in that array, the kind of roaring and wailing when he fights trapped beasts like a beast, is heartbreaking.

She couldn't bear to listen, because she couldn't do anything, but she couldn't escape it either, tears flowed down, and a sharp pain came from her heart, as if Wukong's pain was suffered, she could also clearly perceive it, she twisted the corners of her clothes, bit her lip, and let the tears roll in her eyes, dripping, and wet her plain white clothes.

Yuan Hong probed clearly, and felt that Yang Jian and the Bull Demon King were approaching him, so he withdrew his divine sense, and sighed in his heart: "Demons? It seems that he is too anxious, and he can only rely on the Lingming Stone Monkey himself to succeed, he is also a person with a lot of luck, presumably there will be no mistakes, just don't break the Dao Heart!

Hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw that everyone looked at him, he naturally knew everyone's thoughts, but he didn't have any affirmation in his heart, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he could only open his mouth to appease everyone.

"This guy is born from the essence of the spiritual root of heaven and earth, how can it be so fragile, it's just some illusions, how can it react so violently, no, it stands to reason that the Lingming Stone Monkey is changing, knowing the sky, knowing the place, and the ability to move stars and change fights, although the cultivation is still shallow, it will not be time, but since it is a person who cultivates the mind and seeks the Tao, it should be easier than other cultivators to achieve a pure heart and few desires, and not be disturbed by the worldly **, it is very weird!"

Ying Long Lao Dao saw Wukong constantly roaring there, struggling, and covering his ears with all his might, but he was puzzled in his heart.

At this time, Wukong was already on the verge of collapse, and the strange sound coming from the six flags was still echoing, although he had covered his ears with his hands, but the sound was still there, lingering.

Countless pictures appear in my mind, many of the things I have experienced, whether they are happy, angry, sad, love, hate, or hate.

The cave blessed land of Huaguo Mountain, the purgatory on earth, the scorched earth, the death of the Jiao Demon King, the five hundred years under the Five Elements Mountain, hungry iron eggs, thirsty for copper juice, full of weeds, tight mantras, Sakyamuni Rulai......

In the end, it was dispersed by that little Buddha light, but it was not over, but it was replaced by a forest of saro, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas meditating, just in front of these people who are compassionate, help the world and save people, "sweep the floor and fear the lives of ants, and cherish the moth veil lamp", a bowl is facing himself as a hood.

But they still sat on the lotus platform with their hands folded, their faces full of compassion......

At that moment, Sakyamuni was in front of his eyes, Wukong stepped forward, his eyes still couldn't be opened, he reached out to grab it, held the golden hoop stick in his hand, pulled it up, and smashed it forward with mana.

Shakyamuni did not resist at all, and as soon as he was at once, he would be beaten into powder.

However, the golden hoop wishful stick stopped in mid-air and did not fall.

Ying Long Lao Dao caught the stick with his hand, and said lightly: "Creation is ruthless! Creation is desireless! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

After that, he let go of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, waved his hand, lifted Wukong, sent him directly into the altar, and sat down cross-legged, but the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod took off.

Ying Long Lao Dao bent his fingers to the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick again, and the Golden Hoop Rod quickly shrunk into an embroidery needle, floated out of the altar, and fell into the hands of Ying Long Lao Dao.

"The universe is running, Tai Chi is invisible! Urgency is like a law!"

Ying Long Lao Dao recited a spell, took out a jasper from his bosom, bowed down and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

This jasper is a magic weapon, and the brilliance is flickering.

I saw that Ying Long Lao Dao threw the jasper up and flew to the top of Wukong's head.

Ying Long Lao Dao, with his hand sent a golden light, fell on the jasper, the jasper trembled, shot out a line of jade brilliance, Wukong around the six flags immediately rotated, the flag is even more non-stop, although there is no trace of the wind, but it is shaking violently, the original in the sky of the various anomalies also seem to be pulled by the jasper, all landed.

A gust of wind blew, and those visions were like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, and milk swallows were thrown into the forest, and they all got into the six flags.

The wind does not stop, and the wailing continues.

This jasper came down, not only did not stop the six flags from waving, but made the momentum of the flag more and more fierce, and the flag was more and more urgent, and the rotation around Wukong was getting faster and faster, and in the end it had become a whirlwind, completely burying Wukong in it.

The ghost cries and the wolf howls constantly, and each sound clearly reaches Goku's ears, becoming a piercing howl.

At the beginning of Wukong's entry into it, there was still a little bit of lucid consciousness left, and the moment Jasper entered the altar, he was awake for a moment, and he hurriedly got up and escaped out of the altar.

Who knows, as soon as he got up, a ray of light emanated from the jasper, knocking himself back. After this, the little lucid consciousness that Wukong had left was like falling into a quagmire and swamp, and it had fallen and completely dissipated!

To find out what's next, listen to the next breakdown.