Tathagata Must Be Defeated

After the rain, the clouds swim between the mountains.

Sun Wukong stood at the top of Kunlun, his eyes crossed the clouds, overlooking the city between the mountains.

On the land of Nuo Da, the cities have risen in the past ten years, and the Kunlun Mountains have become a bustling place.

Ten years have passed, and the four major ministries have undergone tremendous changes, and they are thriving.

However, Sun Wukong is not happy.

A ray of light fell on the foothills, revealing the figure of Zhenyuan Daxian.

"Xiandi."

He came to Sun Wukong: "The first record is about to begin."

"I know."

Sun Wukong turned around.

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at him: "Do you really want to do this?"

"Yes."

Sun Wukong replied: "Only in this way can you understand the robbery."

"This will sacrifice some people."

Zhenyuan Daxian said.

"There is no more perfect plan."

Said Sun Wukong.

The last attack of the beads gave him a big impact.

In front of the blood, he is no different from the ants.

Sun Wukong cannot protect the sentient beings like a nanny. He wants to lead the three realms forward, but now the spirit has not learned to protect himself.

To this end, it is necessary to pay some price in this world, and nothing will succeed without paying the price.

In the Shura world, a group of teenagers came out of the cycle.

"It's really desolate here!"

Song Yu looked around the ridiculous land: "This is where you were born?"

"Ok."

Tight Naro looked at the strange land. He left here for ten years and didn't expect to be able to come back.

However, coming back again, the Shura community has become completely different.

Some mysterious circles and buildings appeared on the red earth, and the palace was scattered among them. There are many immortals living here.

Based on the Shura community, the immortals conducted a 10-year monitoring of the chaotic and red spaces.

The first record is about to begin.

Soon after, the immortals launched the record and defense array on the ground.

The entire Shura community was wrapped in Yingying.

The so-called record is to use Sun Wukong as a primer to trigger the Buddha to shoot again, and then record its power.

Fozhu has never had an action for ten years. The immortal people guessed that it was just because there was not enough powerful force to leave the Three Realms and make it disdain.

Can be tempted to shoot, except for the real hatching of the three realms, only Sun Wukong is left.

A ray of light flew out of the Three Realms.

"That is the Emperor..."

The teenagers have never seen such dazzling light.

They know the portraits and statues of Sun Wukong, but only in this chaotic world can they feel his true power.

The breath of power even surrounded the Shura community.

"The Emperor seems to have become stronger."

Said the nearby immortal.

The teenagers are about to ask, but then, the beads of the tens of thousands of kilometers are moving.

The boundless tides have come over.

"Faster!"

The immortals yelled nervously, and they created a huge mask in the sky, ready to meet and record the power of this time.

Tight Naro and Song Yu hide behind the immortals and stand side by side.

They looked up to chaos, and the vast tides spread over, and the broken stars in the land were destroyed, leaving nothing left.

Everyone feels their own smallness.

The power of this tide is stronger than last time.

A golden light covered the mask.

"what is that?"

Song Wei asked.

"The spell of the Emperor."

The immortal face is bright and joyful: "The Emperor has the strength to help us."

The tide was close, like a bell in the wild, and the roar hit the mask.

The Shura community violently vibrated.

One second, two seconds... After ten seconds passed, the mask was still able to withstand it, and it broke the sound.

The distance is too far away and the spell of Sun Wukong has failed.

The mask lost its golden light protection, and immediately there was a loophole. The tide poured down and the celestial people could not resist. "How could this be……"

They looked at this scene with shock.

The law is broken and other defenses are broken.

Ten years of preparation, in front of the tide, collapsed like a gravel.

They think they are prepared for nothing, but they are meaningless.

The tide devours the Shura community.

After this record, the Three Realms did not achieve the desired results. The sacrificed people were several times more than expected, and even several immortals were degraded.

Sun Wukong, who was greeted by the tide, was seriously injured. He had to accept the scent of Laojun and slept for half a year.

He gave orders before he slept, and he wanted the government to be kind to the victims.

Soon after, a graveyard for the victims was built in the East Gods.

Countless people have come here.

"This is the tomb of the robbery."

Zhenyuan Daxian presided over the ceremony of the cemetery, promising that anyone who died in response to the catastrophe would be buried here after death.

The remaining teenagers stood there, staring red at the companion and being buried in the graveyard.

In the face of that huge tide, the Three Realms are particularly weak.

However, because of the powerlessness, the teenagers really realized that no one could escape when the robbery arrived.

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving the tight Naro.

He stood in front of a tomb, and his eyes were awkward.

Song Yu died.

The scene of the first meeting, still clearly stayed in the heart of the tight.

"You may have to fight for the same goal in the future."

The words spoken by the Taoist were realized.

After many years, Jinnao and Song Yu learned from work, and they have always struggled for the sake of catastrophe.

Just... Song Yu is dead.

He died before the robbery.

Tien Nalu could no longer see the cheerful face, and could not hear the familiar voice.

He clenched his fist.

"Do not worry."

Tight Naro smashed three times in front of the tomb: "I will definitely live to defeat the robber!"

The last teenager also left the cemetery.

Above the cemetery, the phantom of the phoenix flashed.

"This is growth."

Xiaofeng looked at the back of Yan Luo and thought about it.

Under the fate of being unable to escape, the sentient beings of the Three Realms will be transformed like a tight one.

This is a long and great challenge, and it is destined to be the sacrifice and sacrifice of countless people.

How many people are buried in the tomb of the robbery?

The small Phoenix naturally emerges a number of possibilities.

She is one with heaven, and the feelings of mortals have rarely appeared in her heart, but at this moment, she still has a sad feeling.

"caveat."

After the sadness appeared, Tian Daoma uploaded the power of counter-attack.

Xiaofeng retracted her mind. Sun Wukong created an absolutely rational and absolutely warm heaven. In order to see her people in the distant future, she must abandon the feelings of mortals for a long time.

Although painful, Little Phoenix has been able to withstand it.

She knows thousands of causes and effects, and countless possibilities make her understand one thing.

Sun Wukong is on the right path.

Only by personally defeating the catastrophe, Wanling can find a better future.

This is something to look forward to.