Tathagata Must Be Defeated

Nanzhaobuzhou, the teenager raised his hand.

"ready--"

He waved his hand: "Let!"

A slamming sound, a black cloud across the sky, flying to the distant wall.

The battle started again. After the arrow rain, countless people shouted and rushed forward.

Heavenly Taoists have revived.

Sacrifice, fight, never had such a moment, they are so united.

Even if there are no spells, but the compatriots are still there, they have no reason to fail.

The young man galloped on the burning battlefield, his face was scratched by a arrow, his eyes were shining more than ever.

After missing two hundred years, he finally realized the breath of the former Wanling country.

He recalled the education he had received in Huaguoshan from small to large.

Unity.

Everything in Huaguoshan lies in these two words.

In the fight, the teenager seems to see a golden back standing in front.

Terrans, monsters, everyone is behind him.

They followed the back and watched him change the world.

"Da Wang, why should you accept them?"

He was not young enough to understand why he accepted so many monsters.

"Unity can beat everything."

That voice has been said.

The boy now finally understands that as long as the will of the spirits is assembled, everything will not be possible.

This three worlds is the three realms of Wanling!

Lingshan, the strongest of the Chen Dynasty Emperor.

His light is like a hot sun, and the surrounding Luohan can't look straight, and the fairy body is cracked quickly.

"Ha ha ha ha, it's really different."

Hook Chen laughed and was wary.

He felt the will of all beings, tyrannical, and invincible.

"Qinghua, would you like me to help you?"

Gou Chen shouted to the Qinghua Emperor who was hundreds of miles away.

There, the flame almost enveloped the entire sky.

"No need to!"

The Emperor of Qinghua was so vast that the singularity of the gods rushed past, and the people in the film fell, as if it was raining.

He also felt the thoughts of all beings.

The enthusiasm that gradually spread in the four major ministries was amazing and never seen.

The enthusiasm is almost a monster, engulfing the four major continents.

People are looking forward to change, and people don't want to fail.

"There is nothing in the majesty!"

Qinghua Emperor thought that with so much will, they would not lose to these monks.

In a chaotic world, two golden lights are intertwined.

That is the crack in the Three Realms. It is not a place in the world. Two Tianzun are fighting.

The roar of the roar, the horror of the heavens and the earth broke out.

The Monkey King in the battle seems to feel the call of Heaven.

His eyes flashed, he saw the void and saw the outside world.

The floating ship from Huaguoshan is constantly flying to the four major ministries, and the sky is shining. The Wanling people hold the banner of the holy character and go to the battlefield, which lights up one after another.

Even if he left them, the power of Heavenly Heaven is still growing.

"This is my people."

Sun Wukong said to the Buddha: "They are good!"

"Amitabha."

The Buddha did not answer, and the giant palm crossed the chaos, with the air of heaven, bursting with the red light of bleeding.

Under the light, the stars fall and the space vibrates.

The soul of Sun Wukong turned into a virtual shadow, with immortal brilliance, like a shield, blooming and radiant, bearing the attack of the Buddha.

"how so!"

The Buddha’s heart was amazed.

The two got rid of the physical **** and have been fighting here for a long time.

The true spirit of the Buddha is shrouded in endless Buddha light and tyrannical.

He hopes to suppress Sun Wukong here, but finds that it is impossible.

Thousands of rays of light hit the body of Sun Wukong, squeaking and constantly colliding.

In the huge roar, it is as strong as the Buddha, and it is also turbulent by the real spirit of the earthquake.

However, Sun Wukong is unscathed every time.

The Buddha is full of doubts and talks about the true spirits. The Jade Emperor is far from him.

The time of Sun Wukong's practice was only a hundred years, and the soul could not catch up with his true spirit. Plus, there is no Tiandao blessing now, and he should be allowed to kill him.

However, Sun Wukong showed a strong power that should not exist.

"Sun Wukong, why is your soul so powerful?"

The Buddha asked aloud.

"I have been fighting against Heaven."

Sun Wukong replied.

Since the birth of Wan Ling Xian Tao, his soul has been fighting against it.

For a long time, his soul has long been tempered and indestructible.

Even without the flesh, he still has the ability to never die.

Even if he had a thought, he could make another body.

"In this case, why are you here?"

Asked the Buddha.

If the soul of Sun Wukong is so powerful, he and the world can not easily make him feel so isolated.

Sun Wukong did not resist, only because...

"You already know what we are going to do?"

The Buddha asked again.

"The only way to beat me is this."

Sun Wukong calmly replied: "I have always wanted to get out of the map, but I can't do it. You helped me."

Buddha brows slightly: "Away from the map of the universe?"

He suddenly felt a shock.

"Sun Wukong, you..."

The Buddha looked shocked at the past: "Don't you say..."

"I am protecting, but at the same time, it is also a constraint."

Sun Wukong nodded and said: "Only in this way, the people in the Wanling figure can be free."

The Buddha brush changed his face.