With Guandu's 100,000 cavalry, Yuanmen's traitors are invincible

Guanyin or something.

But it can be done with one finger.

"Guanyin, I have tolerated you for a long time. Go to die now."

Manjushri roared.

A palm shot to Guanyin.

Guanyin quickly raised the mutton fat jade bottle in her hand.

The three-color divine light brushed over the bottle and turned into a barrier.

Block Manjusri's attack.

boom.

Manjusri flew upside down and fell into the mud.

Guanyin was stunned.

Manjusri's quasi-sage realm of the three corpses is an empty shell?

Manjusri's palm just now is not as powerful as a golden fairy?

Manjusri got up from the ground, his face was covered in blood.

The hand was also broken.

The skin on the upper body was burnt by the three-color divine light, which looked shocking.

"Hahaha, as expected of Guanyin."

"You can actually block the blow of the deity."

"But how many blows do you think you can block?"

Guanyin blinked.

Fog grass?

Manjusri is completely crazy?

Manjusri roared and rushed to Guanyin again.

"Guanyin, you are no match for this deity, die."

The roar fell.

Manjushri's body burned with the light of self-explosion.

Guanyin suddenly opened his eyes wide.

boom!

An earth-shattering roar sounded in the west.

The earth is shaking.

A brilliant Buddha's light descended from the Daleiyin Temple, protecting the whole west.

The shock at the center of the explosion then rushed directly into the void.

But even so.

A quasi-saint blew himself up.

Still turning thousands of miles into a dead land.

The ground cracked, and the ground fire spewed thousands of feet.

Numerous void cracks appeared in the sky, and earth, wind, water and fire poured in from the cracks.

Consume the aura that is not abundant in the West.

There are also a large number of twisted monsters born from the frantic storm.

But these monsters have extremely short lives.

After they are born, they can't find their target, and they will die soon.

However, the monster dies though.

However, the "very poison" they carry can completely kill thousands of meters around them.

the whole west.

It's like being dug out a piece directly.

A darkness appeared on the earth.

Except Tathagata.

Even the quasi-sage's divine sense could no longer penetrate into this darkness.

Pu Xian, who was waiting for news at the next disaster point, stared dumbfounded at the sudden darkness.

Fog grass?

Avalokitesvara and Manjusri had a great time.

How did you blow up such a large area?

Come to think of it, it should have killed the sutra deliverers, right?

was thinking.

Avalokitesvara crawled out from the distorted Buddha light covered with scars.

She was blind in one eye and her lower body disappeared.

The left arm is also completely missing.

"help me."

Puxian was dumbfounded.

"Guanyin, you, what's going on with you??"

Are you trying so hard to kill the sutra deliverer?

Is it agreed that everyone can do what they want?

You and Manjusri are so desperate, what will the poor monk do in the future?

Puxian took out a jade lotus, and after stabilizing Guanyin's injury, he asked quickly.

"In the end what happened?"

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"Manjusri is crazy, he ran back and blew himself up when he saw me."

Puxian's face became more bewildered.

"what?"

……

Wuji country.

The black-bone chicken subjects who were just released from the Jiangshan Sheji map are continuing to be confused.

What happened?

who am I?

Where am I?

Sun Wukong installed them in Jiangshan Shejitu and protected them.

But in order to leave evidence, let them see what happened outside.

On the contrary, nearly a million people were all stunned.

But this has nothing to do with Xuanzang and the others.

Zhu Zizhen glanced at the faintly visible explosion in the distance.

Tsk tut and shake.

Then he looked at Monkey King curiously.

"Brother Monkey, how did you fool Manjusri and Guanyin?"

"Why didn't their consciousness find you, Brother Monkey?"

"He is also a quasi-sage after all, right?"

Monkey King smiled and took out a chaotic bead.

"This is the Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Orb, a good thing on the same level as the Heavenly God Axe."

"My lord father fished it out in the long river of fate."

"Although my old grandson can only use [-]% of the power of this Chaos Orb now."

"But as long as you bring this Chaos Orb with you. Even if it is the Tathagata, he can't find my old grandson with his spiritual consciousness."

"As long as the spiritual sense is useless, with my old grandson's ability, wouldn't it be easy to fool Manjushri Guanyin?"

Zhu Zizhen cast envious eyes immediately.

"There are so many treasures in the hands of the holy patriarch."

The monkey akimbo triumphantly.

"Of course."

three days later.

Xuanzang and his party bid farewell to King Wuji.

King Wuji excitedly took Xuanzang's hand.

"Holy Monk, if it weren't for you, Xiao Wang would have died in vain."

"Xiaowang's queen and prince will be deceived by that demon even more."

"Xiao Wang is willing to share the country with you, the holy monk."

Xuanzang smiled slightly.

"The lord is too polite, but your black-bone chicken country is too small."

"The poor monk came from Chang'an in the east. A city in the Tang Dynasty is bigger than the Wuji Kingdom."

"The poor monk is still His Majesty's younger brother."

"After the poor monk goes west to deliver scriptures, he will go back to the Tang Dynasty to share a bigger country."

The smile on Wuji King's face froze on the spot.

Holy monk.

Can't you stop telling the truth like that?

You are embarrassing for everyone.

After three days of contact.

Xuanzang told King Wuji a lot about Tang Dynasty.

Let the little king know that in the east, there is a kingdom of heaven that is powerful enough to confront monsters head-on.

Xuanzang was not embarrassed at all.

"The poor monk is a monk, and monks don't lie."

The black chicken king twitched the corners of his mouth.

Although he was grateful to Xuanzang and his party, he acted insanely towards Xuanzang and his party.

It's really not suitable.

Xuanzang only smiled slightly at this time.

"Master, the poor monk does not need any gratitude from you."