"Haha, I know that you Zhen Yuanzi is a good old man! But how can I be such a person who doesn't know the general situation? I don't want much! Not to mention that I am also planning for the immeasurable tribulation. Peace of mind!" The Tongtian Sect Master laughed and stood up.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he apologized again and again. The Tongtian Sect Master waved his hand, not caring.

"Since Brother Dao has already planned, Poor Dao won't say anything more. Zhen Yuanzi took out a bright yellow book from his sleeve, handed it to the Tongtian Sect Master, and said, "The Book of the Earth is the medium through which I am in charge of the Authentic Dao, so I will hand it over to Brother Dao!"

The Tongtian Sect Master took the Book from the Ground, arched his hand towards Zhen Yuanzi, and then stepped out and returned to Jinao Island. Then, a wave of spatial fluctuations spread from Jinao Island, and it was wiped out in the blink of an eye. Let the people who focused their attention on the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortals and Saints who were here be so strange.

"Alas, immeasurable calamity!" In the view of the five villages of Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi sighed. Even the Heavenly Sect Master, such a chaotic Infinite Awakening Golden Immortal, can be called a first-class existence in the chaos, and they are constantly adding chips to themselves and for the flood famine, I really don't know how many terrifying forces that immeasurable calamity will have to attack the flood famine.

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, the two of you go to close the gate, and then inform the creatures on the mountain, my Wanshou Mountain from today, unless it is related to the second master of your family, everyone should not go out lightly, if there is a person who is greedy for red dust, take this opportunity to go down the mountain quickly. ”

"Yes!" Although Qingfeng Mingyue and the others didn't know why Zhen Yuanzi suddenly gave the order to close the mountain, they still carried it out respectfully. On Wanshou Mountain, as Zhen Yuanzi expected, many living beings left.

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"Buddhist rats, can you only dare to peek outside the formation?" Just when Sun Wukong could barely hold back the anxiety in his heart, a burst of cheers suddenly came from Zhujie Mountain.

Sun Wukong, Maitreya Buddha, and the three Bodhisattvas looked fixedly, and it was the Taishang Daode Tianzun who rode the green bull.

Sun Wukong was just irritable, and now he heard someone ridicule, where can he hold it, make a trick in mid-air, and suddenly fell to the ground, shouting: "The demon is rampant, my old grandson will come to meet you for a while!"

"Sun Wukong, I have also heard of your reputation! I left the palace and descended to the world, and I have never tried martial arts. If you come today, you will be an opponent, watch and fight!"

Guns and sticks are intertwined, and the two of you come and go, without the slightest flaw.

The long-eyebrow arhat saw that the two of them had neat moves in mid-air, without the slightest flaw, and there was great power between each move, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, so he asked the two arhats, the dragon descending and the tiger, "Two senior brothers, do you know where that monster came from?

The two of them were also curious about the fact that Qingniu could fight with Sun Wukong. In terms of the art of combat alone, you must know that even the five hundred Arhats together are not Sun Wukong's opponents. In other words, if the five hundred Arhats don't form a formation, they won't even be able to take the green bull essence.

"The poor monk doesn't know. The Dragon Descending Arhat shook his head, and the Fuhu Arhat also had the same blank expression.

"Please also ask the Buddha to solve his doubts!" "The dragon arhat was quasi-promoted when he was consecrated as a god, and the dinosaur Taoist who joined Buddhism is now only a little chance away from being able to successfully behead the corpse, and his words, Maitreya can't be regarded as not hearing like the long-eyebrow arhat.

"Does Avalokiteshvara know the origin of that monster?" However, Maitreya was reluctant to mention the name of the saint, in case the saint's divine thought came here, then in front of so many people, and also enemies, should he bow or not?

Immediately kicked the ball to Guanyin. How to say that the other party also came out of the Taoist gate, and it is normal to bow to the Taoist saint.

"The Buddha doesn't know the origin of the monster, and the poor monk has shallow knowledge, where can he know!"

Avalokiteshvara shook his head and pretended not to know anything. The two bodhisattvas behind him, Manjushri and Fuxian, also shook their heads.

"Since everyone doesn't know, let's keep watching! As long as he falls to the downside, he will naturally reveal the details at that time. Maitreya Buddha pressed the head of the cloud and landed on the mountain next to him to press the Monkey King.

"When I was in Tushi Palace, I heard the old man once say that Sun Wukong has the blood of the Chaos Demon God in his body, and the more he fights, the more brave he becomes, but he can't fight with him anymore!" The two fought for another hundred and ten rounds, and Qingniu was already a little tired, but on the other hand, Sun Wukong was still full of energy, and the stick method was strict, and he was not chaotic at all.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go! The two of us are one Buddha at this time, and they belong to two battalions, so let's divide the winner and lose first!"

The green cow shook a spear, forced Sun Wukong back with one move, and then jumped out of the battle circle, and took out a bright and scorching white forest circle from his sleeve, looked at the sky and threw it, shouting "Look!"

Sun Wukong's heart is not good, and he is about to take back the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, but both of them are refined by Taishang Daode Tianzun, and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick paused obviously when he saw King Kong Zhuo.

At this moment, I only heard a chirp in the air, and the golden hoop stick came out of my hand, and the quilt was gone. Sun Wukong's ability, nine times out of ten, is on the golden hoop stick, this stick is lost, Sun Wukong immediately gritted his teeth. If he still has a quasi-saint cultivation, unless the Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal personally takes action, who can still take the golden hoop stick from his hand!

But now that he has been suppressed to the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, there is really nothing he can do in the face of the magic weapon of King Kong Zhuo. I had to pinch a trick and flipped away.

"Alas, I didn't expect that person to give him this spiritual treasure for self-defense!" Maitreya Buddha pondered in his heart, but he was helpless. Although Buddhism also has some spiritual treasures, after all, there are many people, and they can't share a few pieces. Where is it like the Taishang Daode Tianzun, the clothes on the body, the Shengdan water on the body, and even the one on the mount are all first-class spiritual treasures.

"Buddha, do you have a way?" Sun Wukong flew up to Maitreya and the others and asked.

Maitreya Buddha said: "I am now also suppressed in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and the Lingbao can't escape the shackles of this Vajra, helpless, helpless!"

Sun Wukong went to see Guanyin Bodhisattva again, and the other party also shook his head, to see Manjushri and Fuxian, the two Bodhisattvas, still couldn't, and in desperation, he had to go to heaven again.

"Wukong, no!" Maitreya Buddha called Sun Wukong and said, "I won't hide it from you, this is a battle between Buddhism and Taoism, you are going to heaven, and you are also eating behind closed doors." ”

"Then how is my master good!" Sun Wukong said urgently.

"It's okay, as long as I wait for the fighting method to win, your master will naturally be fine!"