Journey to the West: I Became the Focus of the Three Realms

Just when Lu Ya didn't know what to do, Monkey King laughed and said.

Dazed for a moment, Lu Ya suddenly showed a murderous look in his eyes, and a terrifying aura enveloped Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice.

Staring at Monkey King with cold eyes, Lu Ya said coldly: "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, let's all stay here today!"

Lying grass, what's going on?

Tang Sanzang and Zhu Bajie's expressions changed greatly in fright, and they looked at Lu Ya and Monkey King in puzzlement.

Why did the monkey mention the gourd? This Zen master has such a murderous intent.

"A quasi-sage again?"

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched slightly, but his face was not panicked.

Waved his hands to cut off the hearing of Tang Sanzang and Zhu Bajie, and then he spoke calmly.

"Should I call you Daoist Lu Ya, Tathagata Dari, or Zen Master Wuchao?"

"Say, how did you know? This is my biggest secret, and few in the Three Realms know about it."

The murderous intent in Lu Ya's eyes was even stronger, as if something was wrong, he was ready to kill the monkey.

He hid his name in the Buddhist sect incognito. He thought that no one would know about it, but now he was exposed in a single word.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Don't panic, we are not enemies, you plan your plans, my grandson plots my grandson's, they have nothing to do with each other."

"Your identity was told to me by Master Changsheng Dao. If you want to find out, you can ask him."

"Dao-jun said, if you want to get in and share the merit of Journey to the West, it's best to lend the gourd to my master."

"That is your magic weapon. Master used it to kill the demon, and you have a share of merit."

After listening to Monkey King, Lu Ya became silent.

Is that kid again? Who the hell is he?

Was it the sage Tongtian who told him my identity? Could it be that the sage knew my identity a long time ago and I was exposed?

Lu Ya's eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts turned, and he thought a lot in a short while.

Thousands of miles away from Futu Mountain, above the Five Elements Mountain, the place where Monkey King was suppressed in the past, Zhang Xiaoshun and the others were stopped by people.

"Hand over the Immortal Execution Sword, and spare your life!"

The one who jumped out to block the way was none other than Guang Chengzi, the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao.

Behind him, except Guanyin and a few others who had entered the Buddhist sect, the rest were there.

"Well, who are you?"

Zhang Xiaoshun was alert for a moment, and he couldn't help but sacrifice the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

Those people in front, none of them gave him a breath that was weaker than Guanyin's avatar.

That is to say, what kind of power they are all big Luos can dispatch so many big Luos at once.

"Guangchengzi Shangxian? Taiyi Shangxian? You..."

Huang'er beside her suddenly exclaimed, her tone full of disbelief.

Zhang Xiaoshun's heart skipped a beat, lying on the grass, why are these two things, what about the others?

No mistake, the Twelve Golden Immortals, apart from Guanyin and the others, the rest have gathered together.

"You bad old man, you have imprisoned me for countless years, I didn't ask you to settle accounts, but you did it first?"

Suddenly, an angry humming sound sounded, and before Zhang Xiaoshun could react, a cold light rushed from behind him first.

Chapter 216

As the so-called enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

Seeing Guang Chengzi, the guy who had imprisoned him for many years, Zhu Xianjian became angry.

Ever since the Battle of the Conferred Gods that year, when the Four Swords of Jade Immortals fell into the hands of Chanjiao, Master Tongtian has never returned to retrieve them.

As a saint, Tongtian couldn't open that mouth.

It is also logical to explain and teach these shameless people, and they regard the Four Swords of Zhu Xian as their things.

In order to prevent the Four Swords of Zhu Xian from running away automatically, they specially sealed the spirit of the weapon inside.

I don't know how many years have passed since this letter, until Zhang Xiaoshun was accepted as a disciple by Tongtian, and the Zhuxian sword changed hands.

"Oh, a sword, if you want to go against the sky, you can't do it."

With a cold smile, Guang Chengzi disappeared suddenly, and the next moment he appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoshun, reaching out to grab him.

His target was not Zhang Xiaoshun, but the Immortal Execution Sword suspended in front of him.

"Dare to underestimate me, old man, let you see my strength."

Like a child, Zhu Xianjian let out an angry roar, and slashed towards Guang Chengzi's protruding hand.

This sword was independently controlled by the sword spirit of Jade Immortal, far from being comparable to Zhang Xiaoshun's power in his hands.

With a sword, the void burst, and the black and red terrifying evil spirit carried the aura of destroying everything, as if to kill everything.

Regarding the power of Zhuxian Sword, Guang Chengzi was not surprised, a fiery light flashed in his eyes.

This is the real power, worthy of being a magic weapon of a saint.

If he is not a saint, he will eventually become an ant. Even though he is now a quasi-sage, he knows that he has no power to fight back in front of a saint.

This is also the reason why Guang Chengzi insisted on grabbing the Zhuxian Sword. If he could comprehend the chance of becoming a saint from it, he didn't care what the consequences would be.

When the handprint sword energy hit, a terrible shock wave burst out, and the surrounding space was shattered inch by inch.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhang Xiaoshun hurriedly asked Ma Sui to lead them away, and he stood at the back by himself.

There is a treasure of defense called Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, at most he will consume some real energy.

Zhang Xiaoshun's reaction could not be described as unpleasant, but he still underestimated the horror of quasi-holy-level powerhouses fighting.

The terrifying air waves blasted hard behind like mountains and seas.

The Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda only blocked most of it, but some still hit Zhang Xiaoshun and the three of them.

The three of them were like gourds rolling on the ground, vomiting blood all the way and flying out backwards.

"That pagoda, could it be that pagoda?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoshun and others flying out not far away, he stabilized his body, and the real Taiyi, who was watching the battle from a distance, turned his gaze to the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda above his head, controlled by Zhang Xiaoshun, and couldn't help being shocked. call.

With mere celestial strength, after being affected by the aftermath of the battle between the quasi-sage masters, he just vomited blood, which is surprising.

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, I have seen my uncle use it before."

Daoist Yuding swallowed secretly, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

This kind of treasure has fallen into the hands of a mere human being, it is a waste of heaven and earth.

If you let them use it for enlightenment, not to mention becoming a saint, it is absolutely no problem to become a quasi-sage.

Explaining and teaching the twelve golden immortals, except for Guanyin, they are not counted. Now only the elder brother Guangchengzi is the quasi-sage.

The rest of them are more or less inferior, only Da Luo is strong.

"Or, let's withdraw. I suspect that this pagoda was rewarded by the uncle."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded.

The rest of the people looked in astonishment, but saw that the person who spoke was Huang Long.

"It's absolutely impossible, my uncle and our master are in the same group, Huang Long, why have you become so timid?"

Master Yuding frowned, and looked at Master Huanglong with dissatisfaction.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, the weakest one is definitely Daoist Huanglong.

It's okay to be weak, but they didn't expect that this guy would become so timid.

"Even if he stole it from my uncle, I still feel a little uneasy. Can Master stop Uncle Tongtian?"

Master Huanglong shrank his neck, and said suspiciously.

Daoist Taiyi frowned: "Huanglong, don't make unreasonable remarks about Master, be careful of getting into trouble."

Dazed for a moment, Huang Long hurriedly kept his mouth shut, but his eyes were looking around, ready to run away at any time.

In the battle between Guang Chengzi and Zhu Xianjian, every move has the power to destroy the world.

One person with one sword, pierced into the chaotic space from above Wuzhi Mountain, and then shot out from inside.

Zhu Xianjian is not a quasi-sage after all, and has been faintly suppressed by Guang Chengzi at this time.

If there are no other circumstances, it is only a matter of time before Guang Chengzi captures him.

"Guangchengzi, what's the matter with bullying my master's sword!"

At this moment, a cold snort came from the sky.

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit is shining with stars all over her body, and she arrives on a seven-scented chariot.

A vision of the stars appeared behind her, and a big hand of starlight reached down, forcing Guang Chengzi back.

"Stop her!"

Taking a cold look at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Guang Chengzi did not kill the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, but continued to attack Zhu Xianjian.

Behind him, Daoist Taiyi and Chi Jingzi flew up, obviously trying to stop him.

"You two, get out of here!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit hummed softly, and two beams of starlight blasted out with great momentum.

Daoist Taiyi and Chi Jingzi are not afraid, they have reached the extreme of Daluo, and half of their feet have stepped into the quasi-sage.

As long as they are given a chance, they may step into the quasi-sage at any time.

With a chuckle, a long sword appeared in Chi Jingzi's hand, and after a dozen consecutive slashes, Xingchen's big hand was broken.

On the other side, Daoist Taiyi was not too inferior. The whisk in his hand became bigger, and one by one silk thread was inserted into Xingchen's big hand. After a moment of stalemate, he was directly torn to pieces.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had an ugly complexion, and big stars flew out behind her, rumbling down.

In his hand, Longhu Ruyi and Sixiang Pagoda appeared respectively, and attacked them with a sneak attack.

Facing the angry attack of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit this time, the two of them did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

On Chi Jingzi's body, the gossip purple ribbon shone brightly, protecting him firmly.

In his hand is his most precious yin and yang mirror, and the white side is aimed at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Immortal Taiyi next to him sacrificed the Kowloon Divine Fire Cover, and the Kowloon Fire Dragon flew out, blocking those big stars.

"These two old things are so strong, they actually blocked the senior sister?"

Looking at the stopped Virgin of the Golden Spirit, Zhang Xiaoshun's face was extremely ugly.

He was very happy when he first saw the Virgin of the Golden Spirit appearing, thinking that with the quasi-sage's strength, it would not be a problem to torture the other golden immortals.

But he didn't expect that Taiyi and Chi Jingzi would be so strong, and they blocked the Golden Spirit Virgin.

"Hateful, if senior sister has been practicing all these years, how could she have reached this point."

Soon, Zhang Xiaoshun thought of various reasons and gritted his teeth angrily.

Back then, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra were not difficult to deal with Taiyi and Chijingzi.

But these years, she has been trapped in the list of gods, and her cultivation base has never made any progress. Although she has mastered some methods, she has not reached the level of defying the sky, and is ultimately limited.

"Having caught you, Zhu Xianjian should have caught you without a fight!"

Zhang Xiaoshun was watching intently, when a sneer sounded in his ear.

Amidst the bang, Ma Sui, who was rushing over, was slapped away with a slap.

Although Huang'er was not slapped, she was swept away by a gust of wind.

A big hand reached out from the opposite side, grabbing directly at the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda floating above Zhang Xiaoshun's head.