Chapter 337: : The Immortality of the East China Sea

Understand the will of Sun Wukong, and then Guangsheng immediately sounded the drums.
He ordered, the shrimp and crabs of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, the squid squid, the guns and swords, killing the sound, and the white waves wrapped in the sky rushed toward the Huaguoshan.
The monsters of Huaguoshan flew out of the spirit net and formed a line of defense around them.
The short-term connection is inevitable, and the huge waves are coming from all directions. The Huaguo Mountain will be swallowed up immediately, and Sun Wukong floats in the air, but suddenly made a strange move.
He loosened the gold hoop on his hand.
"Go."
When Sun Wukong said a word, there was light shining from the body of the golden hoop, and the blazing light dyed the sea surface into gold.
"What is he going to do?"
The sea soldiers screamed.
The next moment, the endless flame spurted out of the golden hoop.
In front of all the sea corps, those flames were divided into two, two and four, and changed into a golden hoop that shines in the sky.
Thousands of golden hoops descended from the sky with flames, and headed for the sea soldiers who surrounded the Huaguoshan.
For a time, the whistling sound of the stick wind even overwhelmed the tsunami's roar, the wind helped the fire, the flames and the light swallowed the battlefield, and the whole night sky shined like white.
The raging waves almost collapsed, and countless sea soldiers spit blood and were swept back into the sea by a stick.
The battle of the raging sea of ​​the sea has not yet begun. It was broken into rainy days after a bang, and they all fell back into the sea like a torrential rain.
"What weapon is this!"
The power of the dragon dragons and grandsons in the distance was scared.
"Dinghai Shenzhen has such a terrible power!"
Looking at the golden hoop stick, I was shocked.
But what he was shocked was not only the pinnacle of the sea, but also the ability of Sun Wukong to freely drive it.
"Great Saint."
Yan Guang put away his heart and asked: "Why don't you shoot it yourself?"
"It wants to play."
Sun Wukong calmly replied: "You will play with it first."
Countless light fluttered around him, and that was the golden hoop that was eager to try.
Huaguoshan, the monsters who were waiting for the scene, couldn’t help but cheer.
The golden hoop made a cheerful voice, surrounded the Huaguo Mountain, and formed a stark contrast with the screams of the sea soldiers.
In a twinkling of an eye, Golden Light became the only thing that ravaged the sea.
The golden hoop is arbitrarily venting happiness, and on the battlefield, the unconventional situation, the rigorous formation of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, was quickly beaten.
A batch of sea soldiers were driven into the seabed, and the sea was in a mess and chaos.
Yan Guang has some heartache.
However, one of the largest gold hoops, at this moment, is like a meteor, breaking through the layers of defense, flying straight to his position, lightning fast, amazing.
Yan Guang did not expect a weapon to look down on himself, could not help but furious: "Block it!"
Countless soldiers will rush to block the weapons, and then fly by the giant force of the golden hoop.
"How do you fight this?"
Seeing the dragon and dragon grandson of this scene, one by one is scared to death.
It is only the strength of the gold hoop that makes the Dragon Palace difficult to parry. If Sun Wukong personally shot, do they still have a way to live?
Sun Wukong looked at the performance of the golden hoop and couldn't help but sigh.
"Maybe I don't have to shoot."
He moved his gaze back to his chest.
A ray of light flashed inside.
That is the light of the jade.
"How did it react?"
Sun Wukong is a bit strange.
Although Yu Yu was conquered by the body, he did not fully grasp the power of the jade as the small world.
Sun Wukong has always used Wanling Heavenly Way and has not mastered the true power of the Emperor.
This is also why he wants to stand in front of the mountain gods, but can't directly send them, or directly order the reason of the mortal mountain god.
However, after coming here, in the face of the war in the Dragon Palace, the jade was so eager to move.
Sun Wukong felt its will.
It turned out to be the case.
He seems to understand a little.
"Brother."
At this time, he pleaded with Sun Wukong: "Can you let the pinnacle stop and stop hurting the father."
"It will stop naturally when it is enough."
Sun Wukong said: "Without my order, it will not kill the Dragon King, but..."
A nose and a swollen face are definitely indispensable.
Sun Wu thought about it, then closed his eyes and put all his thoughts into the induction of jade.
Manjushri rushed to the battlefield from Lingshan.
"I'm late."
He couldn't help but see some disappointment when he saw the battlefield.
The Buddha expected the Dragon King of the East China Sea to fight and sent him to stop it, but it was still a late step.
Not waiting for the Four Seas Dragon Palace to join hands, they will be the first to take the initiative. The old Dragon King is too smashed.
While sighing, Bodhisattva flies to the side of Suiguang and helps him deal with the golden hoop.
Although the golden hoop is powerful, it is only a weapon. Without too much wisdom, it is easy to be seen by the weak.
Soon after, the gold hoop was by chains and struggled, but it was always impossible.
When Manjushri saw it tied, he waved his hand and a stack of bans were placed on the gold hoop.
"Ok?"
Sun Wukong noticed this movement, opened his eyes and looked at his brows.
The golden hoop is playing off.
"Worth"
He reached out and said, "Come back."
The next moment, the golden band that was heavily blocked suddenly disappeared and appeared in his hand.

Happy?

Asked by Sun Wukong.
The gold hoop made an unwilling vibrate.
When Manjushri and Geng Guang reacted, Sun Wukong had torn the ban on the golden hoop.
"As the Buddha said"
Manjushri thought in his heart that the magical power of Sun Wukong could already threaten the Buddha.
Sun Wukong put the golden hoop back into his ear.
The golden hoops that danced around disappeared and the battlefield was quiet.
Everyone is holding it, is this not playing?
"I found a good thing."
Sun Wukong suddenly said.
Yan Guang was shocked: "What?"
"You will know when you look at it."
Sun Wukong reached out and the power of the sea in the East China Sea condensed in his hands, and gradually turned into a small imprint.
At that moment, the power of all the East China Sea Dragons on the battlefield began to dissipate.
"The seal of the East China Sea."
When Manjushri recognized the seal, he suddenly changed his face and shouted: "Stop him, he wants to control the East China Sea."
The speed of Yan Guang is faster, and he has an action before Manjushri reminds him.
The impression of Sun Wukong’s hand began to appear, and Yan Guang flew past crazy, trying to stop Sun Wukong from taking the mark.
But how could he be faster than Sun Wukong?
It’s just a blink of an eye, and the mark on Sun Wukong’s hand has already taken shape, emitting a horrible wave of breath.
"Block him."
Sun Wukong said a word, as if invisible forces swept through, the entire sea surface suddenly rose, turned into a huge ice wall, blocking the 敖. "Great Saint!"
Yan Guang’s face changed greatly:
You can’t do this!

After stealing the mark, the East China Sea Dragons can no longer control the East China Sea.
Sun Wukong did not answer.
At this moment, he felt that the creatures of the entire East China Sea had to follow his orders.
The imprint is the immortality of the East China Sea.