Chapter 252: : This is the map of Wanling

As soon as the sky is gone, the magic of the scorpion will instantly smash the clouds.
The fairy buddha rushed past the light tree like a raindrop.
This time no one left, the Jade Emperor made a robbery sword, and the Buddha used a handprint.
Must stop Sun Wukong immediately!
This attack is vast and unprecedented.
The All Nations of All Souls faced the enemies who were making a comeback, and each one looked dignified, but no one retreated.
Everyone used the strongest weapon weapon to make the strongest spell and tried to block the attack.
The phoenix that called the killing of the sky will come to an instant, and the overwhelming spells will form a violent hurricane that will burn everything out.
Despite all the efforts of the All Nations in the spirits, the dazzling brilliance of various spells broke through the line of defense and rushed to the position of Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong in the light tree was indifferent, and even the eyelids were not lifted.
Focusing on him as the core, one heavy and one heavy spiral is wrapped around, forming a perfect defense.
In the huge roar, the text that shines with light turns into a barrier that easily blocks the magic of the sky.
Thousands of streams of light smashed and burst in the hurricane, and all the immortals and Buddhists who rushed past were shot.
There is no one exception.
At that moment, the Heavenly Immortal Buddha had the feeling that the storm was blowing around the Sun Wukong and being torn by it.
They are like a dead leaf in a storm, flying in the air, falling on the ground, hitting the building and flying.
"what is that!"
The celestial people stood up from the ruins and looked at Sun Wukong, who was at the center of the spiral of words, and could not help but be shocked.
The flashing texts spilling from Sun Wukong all have lightning-like brilliance, filled with the vast airspace around them, like scattered stars.
That is a thousand texts, spurting out at the moment when the spell falls.
The jade sword of the Jade Emperor is intertwined with the words. At this moment, the sky, the light turns into a storm, like a huge fireworks that has never been seen before.
The horror of the robbery sword was suppressed, and the words collapsed.
The palm print of the Buddha was disintegrated under the division of the text and began to fall apart.
Those words became horrible monsters that blew all the things in the sky and blew away.
The confrontation of the three heavenly lords, the aftershocks of the explosions swept through, and even the masks that protect the residents of All Souls were shaking, and the flashing lights seemed to break at any time.
"This fairy road is awesome!"
Buddha thought in his heart.
"Continue! See how long he can last."
The jade emperor said coldly.
The Heavenly Immortal Buddha reacted, their attacks failed to work, but they did not stop there, but they became more and more fierce.
For a time, shouting and killing the sound, the light of the spell collision covered the sky, and the roaring sound was heard.
The dazzling textual light formed a larger mask that protected Sun Wukong.
A large number of enemies swarming in the air are being hit.
The will of Sun Wukong swiftly passed through vast space and infinite time.
This is the world of words and immortals.
He tried to sculpt the words and make them organized, but he was never able to shape the spirits.
"It's still a little bit worse."
Sun Wukong quickly thought: "I forgot what."
He has the key things not found.
where? Where is that thing?
The will of Sun Wukong spread to the West Sea.
A golden glittering whale swims in the sea.

Is there anything good in the sky?

The whales look at the sky from time to time.
Sun Wukong saw his eyes full of wisdom.
This whale is getting fine.
"Ah... it turned out to be..."
Sun Wukong suddenly understood that he was wrong.
He turned the immortal into a spell and then turned it into a text, just the re-creation of the existing system.
The true Spirit of the Immortal, should be full of inclusiveness, including his words thrown away.
Find the roots from all possibilities to create new heavens.
"Rethinking."
Sun Wukong thought for a turn and printed the words in the whale into the heart.
The wind in the high air was violent and chaotic, and it made a scream of screaming.
Thick mantras, blazing flames, fast lightning, and sharp swords...
No matter what attack, like a moth, it was stopped by a golden text by Sun Wukong, and disappeared without a trace.
This vastness is like the scene of the destruction of the last days, but it has given birth to the ultimate and pure beauty.
Those golden words are also true and illusory, flashing and blurred, and seemingly without attacking power. In fact, each has the power to compete with the sky.
The immortals of All Souls were shocked.
"This……"
Zhenyuan Daxian couldn't help but ask: "Is there no need for us to help?"
The rest of the immortals nodded.
Sun Wukong is still in the road, the deity did not shoot at all, but the fairy Buddha could not do even one inch.
Xintiandao has not yet formed, and Weien has been so terrible.
The Jade Emperor looked at Sun Wukong, and the golden text around him was getting more and more brighter.
Seeing from the eye, the sky is full of pieces of text that swirl around the light, and is constructed into layers of layers that do not know how big.
The mask gradually extends out, and the whole world is full of golden light and text.
Both the Jade Emperor and the Buddha feel the pressure of oppression is getting stronger and stronger.
Heaven, this is not the person in it who can resist.
Even if it is as strong as Jade Emperor and Ruyi, it will not work.
It’s even too late to stop it.
"Buddha!"
The Jade Emperor raised his sword in his hand and resolutely rushed toward Sun Wukong.
As the palm prints suddenly increased, countless golden mantras flashed with dazzling light.
The two joined forces to attack Sun Wukong, and the power surpassed the magic of the Buddha.
Numerous golden texts are in front, and they are constantly compressed by the two, quickly approaching Sun Wukong.
Just, they are still slow!
In that infinite time, Sun Wukong’s thinking has passed a long time.
Countless words, the fairy law of the sky, storage, understanding, prediction... In the end, it has become an ordinary and unremarkable symbol.
Avenue to Jane, there is no text on the map, but it concentrates all invisible wisdom.
"This is it……"
Sun Wukong knows that what he wants to pursue is in this picture.
Just like the innate gossip figure, although the figure is summed up by him, after the induction, the possibility generated by it exceeds his imagination.
This picture is just a key, a way of calculation.
It is not perfect, but endless causes and effects, countless possibilities have emerged from the inside.
"This is a map of all spirits."
Finally, Sun Wukong opened his eyes, and the indescribable pressure instantly spread out in the sky.
The golden text burst out with dazzling light, sweeping all the spells, such as the wind sweeping the leaves and sweeping the entire sky.
Sun Wukong has not yet had an action, and the Buddha of Heaven has been staggered by this powerful pressure.
The offensive of the Jade Emperor and the Buddha is also a stagnation.
All the eyes of the Buddha are exposed to the gloom.
Wan Ling Xian Road, became it?