Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The vibration of the Hall of All Souls has attracted the attention of many people.

The founder and Taishang Laojun flew over and saw Sun Wukong flying a rune in his hand and flew to the big tree.

"Wuk, what happened?"

Asked the founder.

"The heavens in the jade are going back."

Sun Wukong uses a rune to protect the big tree from collapse.

But the power of the rune was not enough. He pulled out another hair and blew his breath, turning it into a dragon and hovering over the trunk.

"In this way, it will not collapse for the time being."

Sun Wukong is somewhat dignified.

He had thought that the heavenly road in the jade would only reject the fairy tales, but he did not expect that the jade would want to ruin it.

The Bodhi ancestors frowned: "How did the heavens turn back now?"

"Because the Wanling Fairy is going to take shape."

Taishang Laojun answered.

The heavenly road symbolized by Yuxi does not have the ability to think and does not take the initiative to judge anything.

But it has instinct. Before the molding, the heavenly instinct felt that it would hurt them and would want to destroy it.

"Let's help you hold it together."

Both the old roads understood the situation, so they helped Sun Wukong to cast spells together and stabilize the tree.

"You take the time to separate the jade from the fairy."

"it is good."

Sun Wukong’s hands flashed and slowly fell into the tree of the big tree.

He caught the jade, and then a black gas spread across his wrist to his arm.

"Great Saint!"

Taishang Laojun suddenly surprised, and quickly reminded: "Quickly let go, that is a curse!"

Sun Wukong immediately released his hand.

The pain spread to the brain of Sun Wukong. Wherever the black gas went, his power was quickly lost, and his hands were bitten and torn by countless ants.

He looked at the black gas with amazement, and then his body flashed golden light, blocking the spread of black gas.

"You can't take the jade directly with your hands and go with the avatar!"

The ancestors reminded.

"it is good."

Sun Wukong nodded, then sat down on his knees, and the incarnation appeared outside him, reaching out to the big tree.

The avatar caught the jade, and the black gas in the jade spurted out and spread to the body of the avatar.

"Keep it!"

The ancestor said while stabilizing the tree.

The power of Sun Wukong continues to flow into the incarnation, hoping to pull the jade from the tree.

However, there was a fierce resistance in Yuxi, not to mention separating it from the big tree. The jade is like being separated from his palm at any time.

Not only that, but Sun Wukong also found that some of the words in the jade began to shake.

That is the sky.

"How could this be."

Sun Wu was shocked.

This is the day that he and the Jade Emperor made. It is both a constraint and a guardian. Once the passage disappears, the consequences are unimaginable.

The Sun Wukong mana was fully open, and the atmosphere of Tianzun was unreservedly spread, trying to stabilize those days.

"what happened?"

Taishang Laojun and Bodhi's ancestors vaguely sensed the change of the jade.

"Wuka, I think about ways to stabilize the sky!"

The ancestors severely reminded.

Sun Wukong’s forehead was crumpled.

"No, no..."

He clenched his roots: "Someone is cooperating with the jade!"

The jade suddenly burst into black air and engulfed the embodiment of Sun Wukong.

The text of the day is like being smashed by water and gradually blurred.

Tai Shang Laojun found that the four days that bound the Three Realms disappeared.

How can the sky bar disappear?

The Tianzhu is made by the three parties. Even if it is a jade, the Tianzhu will not be able to shake.

unless……

"Amitabha."

Suddenly there was a sound.

The whole sky is lit up.

There seems to be a round of sun rising in the sky, and the brilliance can't be seen directly.

Through the dome that was opened by the big tree, Sun Wukong looked up and the clouds in the sky were condensed into a white giant hand.

And the palm of the giant hand is facing, is the tree of the Wanling Immortal.

"Brother."

I flew into the Hall of All Souls.

"Hey!"

The voice of Sun Wukong is dignified.

Look at the past, you can see his burning eyes.

"Go!"

Sun Wukong said: "Now, let everyone evacuate from All Souls!"

"Yes!"

I immediately flew out to the outside.

In the next moment, the giant hands of the sky burst into more blazing white light, and the heavens and the earth were bright and swaying.

Millions of creatures in the City of All Saints are under this ray of light.

The giant hand took the roaring wind and photographed it from high altitude, and the edges seemed to burn.

The strong light shines on the ground, and the monsters can barely open their eyes, making it harder to see the scene in the sky.

"go with!"

Sun Wukong flew out of countless avatars, each of which was shining with golden runes and struggling to reach the giant hand.

The sky, countless avatars, and golden light flow, forming a golden sea of ​​light, covering the sky above the city of All Souls.

The giant hand fell quickly.

In the twinkling of an eye, the giant hand collided with the light sea!

An earth-shattering loud noise blew the eardrums of everyone in All Souls.

After the ultimate death, they found that the white giant hand was blocked by the sea of ​​light.

"Everyone, immediately leave the City of All Souls!"

敖鸾 eagerly flew in the air, using the notes to pass the sound to the streets.

People immediately flew outside the city.

Some people ran away while watching the sky in shock.

After a collision, the giant hand and the light sea turned into a fire, flying in the sky.

After the fire dissipated, the sky showed red clouds.

Those red clouds gradually become human figures, turning into a huge monk, and there is a circle of Buddha light shining behind the head, sacred.

No one does not know him.

"If you haven't arrived in a hundred years, do you want to get involved?"

The voice of Sun Wukong is passed to the sky.

"Stop it, Sun Wukong."

As the saying goes, the sound is heard in all directions.

"The Wanling Fairy Road you created is against the heavens and threatens the source and cannot continue."

"Why not!"

Sun Wukong sneered: "Is this heaven to be controlled by you?"

"If everyone can become a fairy, there must be a material flow, and the heart will be raging."

As the saying goes: "Now stop, let me ruin the tree, still have time."

"I don't agree."

Sun Wukong refused.

"You really..."

If you shake your head, your left hand stretches out: "The stubbornness is unknown!"

He knew that Sun Wukong would not agree and was ready.

A light spot blooms from his palm, and then quickly becomes bigger, and the light occupies the entire sky.

In the blink of an eye, there is a magnificent city in the sky, as broad as the City of All Souls. The suspended roads form a complex shape interspersed with the golden glaze of the temple.

"The palm of the country."

Sun Wukong looked at the city where the Buddha was shining, his eyes shrinking.

Immediately, countless Buddhas with strong breaths fell.

"If you come, you are deceiving too much!"

Sun Wukong screamed: "Block them!"

Around the city of All Souls, hundreds of celestial lights rose up and rushed toward the sky.