With the call of Lingji Bodhisattva, the flying dragon King Kong, which was originally blinded and motionless in the three-clawed golden dragon, suddenly moved, and the lotus vajra in his hand waved forward, rolling up a layer of golden Buddha light, and slammed into "Zhong Kui".

At this time, under the effect of burning the power of his own primordial gods, his own cultivation had reached the realm of the Pure Golden Immortal in one fell swoop, washing away his previous embarrassment, and facing Lingji Bodhisattva without fear.

"Good coming", "Zhong Kui" surrounded his claws, the burning golden primordial god true fire on his body tumbled, and a long stick that exuded a deep dark aura and a dark black body appeared in front of "Zhong Kui".

"Damn, my Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick was actually refined by this guy, it's really hateful, no matter who wins or loses today, you two have to die here for me, otherwise it will be really difficult to eliminate the resentment in my heart. Master, the apprentice may be sorry for you, although you once told me not to easily provoke people from the Nine Netherworlds, but this time he offended me first, if he survived, I would definitely kill him", Zhou Yan, who was hiding on the side, saw the appearance of the black long stick, his eyes tightened, and a wave of resentment rose in his heart, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart.

"Zhong Kui" held the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick that had been turned dark black by the dark qi in his hand, and swung it out, driving the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him, turning into a gust of yin wind, whistling and slapping towards the flying dragon King Kong turned into a three-clawed golden dragon.

For a time, the rods and pestles intersected, the Buddha's light and the underworld energy collided with each other, on the one hand, the yin wind was whistling, the ghost was turbulent, on the other hand, the golden lotus fell to the ground, the Buddha's light was shining, and the "Zhong Kui" holding the Ruyi golden hoop stick was entangled with the three-clawed golden dragon that turned into the Vajra Protector.

It's a pity that even if he burned the power of the Yuan Shen and temporarily improved his cultivation, "Zhong Kui" was still not the opponent of Lingji Bodhisattva, and even the Flying Dragon King Kong in front of him could be tied with himself, and the oppressive effect of Buddhism on a monk like him who cultivated the spells of the underworld was too great.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, it's a pity, it's a pity, donor, your time is up, let the poor monk send you to the Western Elysium", watching the breath under the suppression of the light of the flying dragon Vajra Buddha in the dragon's head and body gradually turn from prosperity to decline, and even the body of the resentful soul began to shrink, and gradually wanted to return to the "Zhong Kui" of ordinary human size, Lingji Bodhisattva recited a Buddha name, formed a Buddha seal with both hands, and pushed forward.

I saw that in the void, suddenly the Buddha's light was flourishing, and an illusory and ethereal Mount Meru appeared above the head of "Zhong Kui".

Bad, hateful bald ass. "Zhong Kui" has the spiritual power in his body, and he wants to get out of the battlefield. However, at this time, the flying dragon King Kong suddenly changed into his true body again, turned into a three-clawed golden dragon, and wrapped around the body of "Zhong Kui", making it impossible to get out.

"Get out of here," Zhong Kui shouted loudly, and there was billowing black gas coming out of his body, and he was about to break free. It's a pity that he was temporarily improved by his cultivation because he burned the power of the primordial gods, and now the power of the primordial gods has been consumed by himself, and he can't break free from the shackles of the three-clawed golden dragon with his current strength.

At this time, "Zhong Kui", who was already helpless, had no choice but to watch the Sumeru Mountain that Lingji Bodhisattva had unleashed towards suppressing himself.

The brilliant, magnificent, magnificent, majestic, and ethereal Sumeru Mountains fell suddenly, sprinkling the golden Buddha light of the Dao, suppressing the resentful soul body of "Zhong Kui", and at this time, the three-clawed golden dragon wrapped around the body of "Zhong Kui" came out, turned back into the flying dragon staff, and fell into the hands of Lingji Bodhisattva.

At this time, "Zhong Kui", who was suppressed by the Sumeru Mountains, knelt on his knees, his face was full of painful expressions, and under the illumination of the golden Buddha light, the resentful soul body of the evil ghost gradually returned to Zhong Kui's original human appearance.

"Ah...... No, ......", as a heart-rending scream sounded from the mouth of "Zhong Kui", the huge Sumeru Mountain gradually shrank and submerged into the body of "Zhong Kui".

Immediately afterwards, one after another traces of black gas spread out from Zhong Kui's body, and as the black gas was released, Zhong Kui's eyelids were closed tightly and he fainted to the ground, and the black qi condensed together in Zhong Kui's body, forming a vague human appearance, shrouded in a black robe.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, it seems that this is the true appearance of your Yuan Shen clone, you have no way out, my Buddha is merciful, you should cross into my Western Heaven Elysium", Lingji Bodhisattva wore the crown of the Five Buddhas, Xiyi smiled, and formed a vajra mantle seal in his left hand, shooting out a golden Buddha light, shrouding the black-robed underworld monk who was forced out.

"Hahaha, the bald donkey of Buddhism, the deity will come back, this time, I will make you happy first, I haven't failed yet, since the seed has been planted, sooner or later there will be a time when it will blossom and bear fruit, and I will come back at that time, my Nine Netherworld will not fail", the black-robed underworld monk who was shrouded in golden Buddha light and gradually faded in shape, not only did not lose it, but let out bursts of sneers.

In the midst of a cruel and merciless sneer, the mysterious black-robed Underworld Monk's Yuan Shen clone was finally transformed by the golden Pudu Buddha light of Lingji Bodhisattva.

Looking at the place where the mysterious black-robed underworld monk disappeared, Lingji Bodhisattva frowned, and what he said in the end still had a great impact on Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Who is he, and what is the purpose of appearing here?", although, in the end, Lingji Bodhisattva won, but he has nothing to be happy about, because he just eliminated a Yuan Shen clone, although there is a certain amount of damage to the body, but in the end Lingji Bodhisattva still didn't get any news, thinking of this, Lingji Bodhisattva's heart floated a dark cloud.

Could it be that what this black-robed man did was related to this tribulation, and at this time, Lingji Bodhisattva suddenly remembered what the Buddha had said when he was preaching on the Lingshan Mountain before.

It seems that this time the tribulation is menacing, deciding who will be the last mixed yuan saint in the Three Realms, and I don't know if the poor monk can make a difference in this tribulation, if it is not for the poor monk who cultivates the way of the small Sumeru Mountain in the earthly heavenly path, he can't say that he has to chase the position of the mixed yuan saint, Lingji Bodhisattva secretly thought in his heart.

Suddenly, Lingji Bodhisattva seemed to think of something, and saw that Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand, and the body of Zhong Kui, who was lying on the ground and unconscious, flew in front of Lingji Bodhisattva, and Zhong Kui's Ruyi golden hoop stick that was tightly held in his hand even in a coma flew from Zhong Kui's hand to Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick...... Could it be that this matter will have something to do with Sun Wukong who escaped from the foot of the Five Elements Mountain?", looking at the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick that was eroded by the dark qi in front of him, Lingji Bodhisattva thought in his heart.

"That's fine. No matter what happened, now that the seal here had been broken, the poor monk took the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick away, although this time, the splashing monkey did not come here, but who knows when he will find this place. The thousand-year-old layout of my Western Heaven Buddhism will be broken by Sun Wukong, I really can't underestimate him", Lingji Bodhisattva waved his palm, and he was about to hold the Ruyi golden hoop stick floating in front of him in his hand.

At this time, suddenly, a blazing golden light crossed the eyes of Lingji Bodhisattva, and disappeared in a flash, and when Lingji Bodhisattva came back to his senses, he found that Zhong Kui and Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in front of him had disappeared.

"Who are you? You dare to go against my Western Heaven Buddhism, are you also a monk of the Nine Netherworlds", Lingji Bodhisattva frowned when he saw a purple figure suddenly appear on the ground on the side.

And the figure in the purple power suit didn't pay attention to Lingji Bodhisattva's question, but first slowly put Zhong Kui's body on the ground, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand that had turned dark black.

"Since Your Excellency doesn't want to speak, then don't blame the poor monk for being unreasonable", Lingji Bodhisattva slapped out with a palm, and shot out an illusory Buddha Mountain pressed towards the purple power-suited figure.

I saw that the figure in the purple power suit suddenly moved, and his body turned into a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which instantly smashed the attack of Lingji Bodhisattva, and faced Lingji Bodhisattva face to face.

"It's you, Sun Wukong, why did you appear here?", after seeing Zhou Yan's appearance, Lingji Bodhisattva was taken aback.

"Hahaha, Lingji, what is there to do with the Monkey King, one of the seven great saints of the demon clan in this hall. It's been a thousand years, a whole thousand years, your Western Buddhism is really ruthless, if it weren't for the chance of this seat, maybe this seat will be grateful to you today, become a Buddha in the West Heaven Elysium, and work hard for you, but unfortunately the luck of this seat has not been broken, and God has left a useful body of this seat, so that this seat can calculate this account with his own hands. Today, since you have met this seat, it means that your fate should be like this, let this seat send you to see your Western Heaven Elysium", Zhou Yan sneered.

Looking at Lingji Bodhisattva, Zhou Yan thought of the Journey to the West that he had read in his previous life, and in the end, Sun Wukong finally became the fighting Buddha of Western Heaven Buddhism.

As Zhou Yan spoke, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod in his hand gradually faded its dark black luster, and golden light emanated from the body of the rod, restoring the original appearance of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick. Although, he was forcibly refined by "Zhong Kui" before, but after all, Zhou Yan was the previous owner of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and the refining of "Zhong Kui" was not complete, so Zhou Yan quickly refined the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick into a blade in his hand.

At this time, Zhou Yan, who regained his grasp of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, felt that his body was full of power, as if he could smash this world with a single stick. It is worthy of being the most suitable blade for Sun Wukong in his previous life, whether it is the Zhige stick and the red Jiao staff that he got from the world before, or Zhu Tiange who got it from the treasure pavilion of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, Zhou Yan did not have such a feeling, so as if the blade itself was a part of his body, as if he was the master of destiny of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod was his own natal blade, and the Monkey King holding the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod was the real Monkey King.

"Old friend, we finally meet again, this time I won't let you leave me", looking at the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand, Zhong Kui's face showed a satisfied smile.