"Sneer......"

Just when Sun Wukong was about to kill the six-eared macaque on the ground, Shakyamuni was suddenly shocked, flew and pounced on Sun Wukong, and at the same time, suddenly launched a powerful attack from the edge of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

When this attack appeared, it was silent, but after it appeared, the power squeezed the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall, and a great pressure acted on all the Buddhist disciples, making them can't help but kneel down, but they are like duckweed in the lake, swinging with the wind.

"Poof......

Moreover, the void at this moment is also like a cloth being torn, making a popping sound, if the sword pierces into the body, its sound seems to have a law, triggering the heartbeat of Buddhist disciples, so that the hearts of Buddhist disciples flutter wildly, faster and faster, sound shock the hall.

Almost all the Buddhist disciples' faces turned pale at this moment, cold sweat poured out like a fountain, their eyes were full of horror, and they all had a question in their hearts, "Who is this person?

"Buzz!"

It was complicated to say, but it actually happened in an instant, and after a split second, the attack slammed into the six-eared macaque on the ground.

However, what is surprising is that this attack did not attack the six-eared macaque, but instead enveloped it inside, protected it, blocked Shakyamuni's killing momentum and those ripples, and at the same time shook Sun Wukong and Shakyamuni who pounced on it instantly.

But even so, the six-eared macaque had already fainted, bleeding from its seven orifices, its eyes were round, almost falling out of its sockets, very terrifying, even if it fainted, its face was still a look of horror.

"Duobao, why are you in a hurry to kill it, even if it's not Sun Wukong. But he has not made any great mistakes, and he will not sin unto death!"

As soon as the offensive ended, it was followed by a figure in a Taoist robe, this figure walked in the void, step by step towards the six-eared macaque, he carried his hands behind his back, looking very leisurely, as if he did not look at the group of Buddhist disciples at all.

However, if you look closely at his expression, you can see that there is a trace of throbbing in the depths of his eyes.

"Sizzle...... Neutron ......"

This moment. Everyone saw the faces of the people who came, it was actually the sonic boom in the clouds, everyone gasped, at this moment, Buddhism was like a great enemy. All the disciples quickly gathered behind Shakyamuni, and one by one they broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling dry mouth.

"Why is he here?"

"How dare he appear on top of my Buddhist spiritual mountain? Isn't he afraid of the two saints I teach?"

......

"Yun Daoyou. How could you ......?"

Shakyamuni opened his mouth, first paused, his face was a little unnatural, and then shouted Yun Daoyou, wanting to ask something, but was interrupted by Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi first glanced at the six-eared macaque. Then he glanced around at the Mahavira Temple, and after hearing Shakyamuni's name for him, he laughed at himself, "The poor road has been in the flood for so many years. I've heard the title of Yun Daoyou countless times, and I originally thought I was used to this title, but now I found out that I still haven't gotten used to it!"

As he spoke, Yun Zhongzi stared at Shakyamuni's face, his gaze burning, burning like a fire, making the other disciples of Buddhism almost suffocate and feel great fear.

Yun Zhongzi stared straight into Shakyamuni's eyes, as if he wanted to go straight to his heart and see it thoroughly, and then Yun Zhongzi said, "It seems that Duobao, you are also a little unfamiliar with the title of Poor Dao!"

Yun Zhongzi stood in the center of the main hall like this, alone with thousands of Buddhist disciples, but he was not afraid, his face was extremely flat, like a lake, without the slightest wave.

However, it was this calmness that made all the disciples of Buddhism, including Shakyamuni, feel a pressure, such as not being reincarnated in the mountains, pressing on their backs.

"Presumptuous, Yunzhongzi, my Buddha's name is Sakyamuni, it's not a treasure, this is not the place where you should come, several saints have discussed it before, you ......"

The pressure on the ancient Buddha of the lamp was very great, it was a kind of psychological pressure, it was very uncomfortable, he drank heavily at Yun Zhongzi, but he was suddenly glared at by Yun Zhongzi, this gaze directly made him swallow all the words behind him back into his stomach, the pressure doubled, he didn't dare to speak again, his body couldn't help but take two steps back, his face was ugly.

"Yun Daoyou, you can't make a move during the passage of the scriptures, this is the result of the deliberation of several saints, and you have violated the rules now!"

Shakyamuni has now regained his composure, his face is very natural, and he even has a hint of aggressiveness towards Yun Zhongzi.

"Well, poor Dao shouldn't have made a move!"

Yun Zhongzi still put his hands behind his back, nodded and admitted the matter, just when the Buddhist disciples were confused, Yun Zhongzi continued, "But the result of the sage's deliberation is not only that the poor Dao can't make a move, but you can't do it either!"

As soon as Yun Zhongzi's voice fell, the ancient Buddha on the opposite side did not fork, as if he wanted to regain face, he shouted angrily, "Hmph, the Buddha only recognized the six-eared macaque, you Yun Zhongzi ......."

"Humph!"

Before the words of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp were finished, Yun Zhongzi suddenly snorted angrily, like a thunder explosion in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, this cold snort hit the heart of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, so that it was like being hit hard, and the figure of the body stepped backwards a few steps, knocking other Buddhist disciples into crookedness, if it were not for the help of Sakyamuni, blocking part of the might, the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp would not just be as simple as regressing in the body.

A cold snort knocked back the Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp, which didn't seem to be something to be proud of for Yun Zhongzi, he looked light and calm, and said very calmly, "If you dare to interject again, Poor Dao will kill you!"

No matter how calm Yun Zhongzi is, no one dares to underestimate this sentence, especially the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha, after hearing this sentence, although he was very angry, his body shook for a while, but after his mouth trembled, he still didn't say a word.

This feeling made the ancient Buddha very uncomfortable, thinking that at the beginning, Yun Zhongzi's cultivation was not as good as him, but now, the gap between him and Yun Zhongzi is the difference between the earth and the sky.

The other Buddhist disciples were also terrified when they heard this, and they took care of their mouths one by one, and were silent about Yun Zhongzi.

Shakyamuni took a step forward, as if he was going to face Yun Zhongzi alone, and said, "Poor monk, this is not a shot!"

"Duobao, it's not the first time that the sage tanuki has been replaced by the prince!"

Yun Zhongzi suddenly smiled, still calling Shakyamuni a treasure, and did not recognize his identity as a Buddhist ancestor because of his change of identity.

As soon as Yun Zhongzi's words came out, the other Buddhist disciples were all confused and puzzled, but Shakyamuni's face changed suddenly, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and he sighed at the end, calmed down again, and looked at Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi frowned, his face was a little confused, and then said, "Poor Dao is really incomprehensible, although Sun Wukong has a stubborn temperament and a rebellious temper, but his talent is really good, and the Zhun Ti Saint can actually kill him ruthlessly?"

As soon as these words came out, the Buddhist disciples were in an uproar, and they were about to mention that the Buddha's mother wanted to kill Sun Wukong?

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face sank, with anger, and said in a deep voice, "Yun Daoyou, this statement is unfounded, how dare you slander the saint?"

Yun Zhongzi looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva, smiled slightly, and did not get angry at his intervention, he glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then wanted to say something.

But at this moment, the six-eared macaque beside him, who had just woken up, suddenly became angry, raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at Shakyamuni and shouted, "Rulai...... Old...... ...... children"

"Shut up!"

The six-eared macaque hadn't finished speaking, but Yun Zhongzi shouted at it, with an angry look on his face, and this loud shout directly shook the six-eared macaque to the ground, his head buzzed, his face turned pale, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

The monkey was horrified, just a roar of rage, and his power was so strong, he was full of doubts, who was this? Why had he never heard of it before?

The other Buddhist disciples were also stunned, they didn't know why Baiyun Zhongzi was suddenly so angry.

"If you come to the old man, how can you call it? no big or small, even if you are unruly, unruly to this extent, the poor road has not been seen so far, these years, if you don't have two saints behind you, you would have died countless times with your temperament!"

Yun Zhongzi stared angrily at the six-eared macaque that was sitting on the ground, and reprimanded, "The strength of the flood is respected, you are a little Taiyi Golden Immortal, you really think that you are the first in the world, a monk who is stronger than you, the whole flood is everywhere, don't think that it is great to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, it is just the Heavenly Court giving face to Buddhism, what do you think you are? Da Luo Jin Immortal, a quasi-saint, or a saint?"

"It'...... Is it the Monkey King?"

Although Yun Zhongzi was reprimanding the monkey, it was obvious that these words undoubtedly showed that the six-eared macaque on the ground was Sun Wukong, how could this be possible? Everyone knew that the true body of the Monkey King was a Lingming stone monkey, and Yun Zhongzi was talking nonsense with his eyes open?

Everyone obviously couldn't accept Yun Zhongzi's words, and they were all furious, wanting to reprimand Yun Zhongzi, but at this moment, Yun Zhongzi spoke again, "If it weren't for your master's sake, Poor Dao wouldn't have bothered to save you!"

Yun Zhongzi dropped this sentence, and then cracked the Dharma on the monkey's body, revealing the true body of the Lingming Stone Monkey, not the illusion of the six-eared macaque, and then broke the tight spell on its head, and then stopped paying attention to the stunned Sun Wukong.

"How is this possible?"

A group of Buddhist disciples who were in a rage suddenly felt as if someone had choked their necks, and their angry reprimands were simply unspeakable, making a group of people very uncomfortable, with red faces and thick necks, and then endless shame and anger surged into their hearts, and they really wanted to hide their faces and leave.

"Is it really Sun Wukong? This is impossible, this must be an illusion you have made, slandering me as a saint!"

Some Buddhist disciples couldn't accept such a fact, and directly scolded Yun Zhongzi, with a look of indignation, and they didn't seem to be afraid of Yun Zhongzi at all.

Yun Zhongzi's face remained unchanged, and he didn't look at the man, but looked at Sun Wukong beside Shakyamuni, and said in confusion, "This six-eared macaque's talent is not as good as Sun Wukong, the poor way is really incomprehensible, why do you want to kill Sun Wukong......"

Suddenly, Yun Zhongzi's eyes lit up, and he slapped his forehead violently, with a look of surprise, and said, "Oh, by the way, the mantra is tightened, wonderful...... Ahh......h