Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The turbulent waves of battle swelled long hair, and the radiant intertwined, the beautiful face was arrogant.

The sword in her hand is unpretentious, and there is a fierce momentum in the room.

The screaming wind broke through the battlefield.

People watched the battle nervously.

Numerous sly red swords condense as essence, complex runes appear in the sword light, sword light and runes are like a dense group of birds.

Dangerous, spectacular, yet beautiful, as if the other side of the river is blooming.

The entire venue was silent, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

The flames of the scorpion were soaring, and under the blessing of the spiritual net, it seemed to command the female generals of the army, leaving a strong impression on all the audience.

This is a woman who is as sharp as a sword.

However, Sun Wukong did not show weakness. He used the immortal to strengthen the flesh. The white figure was able to shuttle between these dangerous swords. Sometimes it was just a random twist to the side, and those seemingly impenetrable swords were wiped. The dress angle passed.

"Hey."

Sun Wukong sneaked and shouted: "The will of the spiritual network will engulf your reason."

"I know."

I did not stop the attack.

The Wanling Fairy can carry the feelings of the soul and strengthen their feelings.

The more you understand the fairy tales, the more you will be affected.

The paranoia of the embarrassment was reinforced by the spiritual network, and she knew that she was somewhat enchanted, as it was after Sun Wukong was asleep.

But that was her emotion.

"If not now..."

There was a burning red light in the blink of an eye: "I must not resist my brother."

Only at this moment can she have the courage to stand in front of Sun Wukong.

However, the sly sword light has not stopped, but one has failed to hit Sun Wukong.

It is not that the control of the sword is not fine, not that there is a gap between Jianguang, but that Sun Wukong has greatly changed the concentration of the aura in the extremely small range of the whole body, and the space has been distorted.

With a slight deflection, Jianguang can only pass by.

The sky full of sword light fell in the air in an arc, like a red rain.

The large piece of land was torn open, constantly slamming earth and stone and thunderous bang, and a low roar, became the soundtrack of this battle.

However, Sun Wukong quickly approached in the Jian Yu, but he was retreating at a rapid speed.

After the distance was approached, Sun Wukong shot, and there were countless fireflies-like red flames in the sky.

As soon as this flame appeared, it collided with the sly sword light. Numerous bursting sounds were emitted at the same moment. The loud noise of this sound shook the ear of the audience.

The wind swept away the embers of the explosion and immediately caused an exclamation in the stands.

Standing with a tenacious sword, his body was bloody.

The burst made her original wound break open again.

"Stop it, that Tao does not belong to you."

Sun Wukong said: "Using it will make you crash faster."

"Do not."

He shook his head and refused.

"As long as I can strengthen my strength!"

She gritted her teeth and used the technique of pressing the bottom of the box.

Sun Wukong immediately sensed that the surrounding aura was fiercely bulging.

The next moment, the scorpion glowed and turned into a white dragon.

The white dragon is full of auspiciousness, the dignified dignity of the body, the dragon must sway with the wind, each piece of dragon scales is like a high white jade, shining with a warm and beautiful brilliance.

Sun Wukong stunned.

"It's a magical creation."

He exclaimed.

This is the dragon body created by your own dragon soul. In the dream, it is extremely difficult to create a dragon shape.

Her understanding of the creation of Wan Ling is not lost to Zhenyuan Daxian.

Bai Long suddenly shouted, and the sunny venue was suddenly overcast.

Lightning was frequent, thunder rolled, and a sudden rainstorm was about to come.

The sky is dark and the smell of moist steam is already in the wind.

Then, Bai Long flew to the sky, followed by Sun Wukong.

In the raging lightning, the two lights began to fought fiercely in the air.

Over the tree of all spirits, I do not know when a circle of aura appeared, surrounded the entire battlefield.

The aura expands in the fierce battle, and the aura of the southern part of the country is constantly flowing, as if there is life.

Jade Emperor stared at the sky.

"That is the spiritual network hub?"

He can feel the halo resonating with Nanbube.

"No, no..."

The Jade Emperor then turned his head and asked the Emperor of Qinghua: "What is that?"

"Ling net."

Qinghua Emperor replied: "That is the spiritual network, the collective consciousness of all the aura of Nanzhao Ministry."

The so-called spiritual network hub, it is just a prop, used to carry the props of this unconscious collection.

The Qinghua Emperor went on to say: "The Great Saint has to enter into a contract with it."

"contract?"

Jade Emperor sinks in his heart: "What contract?"

"The contract between Wanling and Lingwang."

The voice of Qinghua Emperor brought some emotions.

The Wanling Fairy Road is nourished and nourished by the living spirit of Nanzhaobuzhou. As the present body of the fairy tales, the spiritual network can resonate with the heart of the scorpion, and it can resonate with the will of the spirit, and change into something similar to the spirit. .

Sun Wukong held this test, which is to attract the will of all people, and then create the tree of all spirits to give birth to the spirituality of the spiritual network.

That spirituality is not a true consciousness, but it can represent the Wanling Fairy in Nanzhao.

Jade Emperor staggered and took a step back: "What exactly does Yu Di want to do? What can he do?"

"What can be done."

Qinghua Emperor replied truthfully: "No matter what, Wanling Fairy will be realized for him."

Jade Emperor feels cold.

His heart moved, and there was a sword shadow appearing around him.

"Stop it."

The voice of a young girl suddenly sounded.

The Jade Emperor's fairy power was bound by a heavy force.

"Is it not very bad to bother them?"

The voice said: "Let's look at it like this."

Jade Emperor sinks in his heart: "Do you want to help him?"

"No... I am helping you."

The girl answered.

"You can't stop this fight."

She said to the Jade Emperor.

The jade emperor is silent.

However, the girl is the opposite of the Jade Emperor. If she is in conflict with her, he will not be able to take advantage of it on this land.

Jade Emperor clenched his fist and looked up at the battlefield in the sky.

The sky above the tree of all spirits is covered with clouds.

Clouds and rain are the talents of the dragons.

The white dragon was built by the dragon soul, almost exactly the same as the real dragon.

Although Sun Wukong’s understanding of Wan Ling Xian Tao is far above it, he is only a guide.

His greatest weakness is the mortal body, which is impossible to defeat.

In a twinkling of an eye, a series of thick lightnings lingered on him from the clouds. The bright branches were like the roots of a momentary flash, and the thunder was as deafening as the loud noise.

In the face of the mighty power of nature, the power of mortals can only be eclipsed.

Sun Wukong's face was dignified, and the use of the flash in the flashing and divorishing direction weakened the power of lightning.

But after the lightning, he was still hit hard.

The power of these lightnings is too strong, too fast, so intensive attacks, as if the real dragon is angry, the heavens and the earth are discolored.

In the tough battle, the body of Sun Wukong, who was blessed by Xianwen, seemed to collapse at any time.

But he has no signs of stopping!