Chapter 410: : procrastination

The sound of "bang", the horrible impact of the sound shook the earth.
In the mountains, she almost fell and she turned to look at Lingshan.
"Does the king not have an accident?"
I asked myself.
"will not."
Zhenyuan Daxian looked at Lingshan: "He won't be defeated here."
However, it is said that the expression of Zhenyuan Daxian is very heavy.
The rosette pressed the Sun Wukong to the ground.
After the intense smoke, a beam of light stood under the rosette.
The atmosphere of Lingshan suddenly became tense. The Luohans stared at the Sun Wukong under the rose seat. He gritted his teeth and smashed blood out of his mouth.
When the crackdown was about to be completed, the rosette was blocked by the gold hoop.
"Hey..."
The rosette continued to press down, but it was difficult to advance.
"Increase mana!"
The Buddha changed his face, and the bright light flew out of the hands of Wan Fo, gathered on the rosette, and wanted to press Sun Wukong again.
Sun Wukong opened his mouth and sucked it. The wind and the thunder surged. His flame was sprayed, and the inexhaustible force instilled it into the golden hoop.
"Give me up!"
The gold hoop is sharp and rushing, and the momentum is as violent as a storm.
It collided with the rosette and the roar was deafening.
The rosette began to rise slowly and the scene was amazing.
Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.
"Sun Wukong is very good."
Lingji Bodhisatt muttered to himself.
This power is unique in the world.
If the Buddha did not use the power of the Buddha, he might not be able to suppress him.
However, there is no such thing in the world.
"More!"
Under the command of the Buddha, Wanfo sang in the same way, Sanskrit kept pouring on the rosette, making it bigger and heavier.
Its rising momentum stopped, and once again, Sun Wukong was pressed down.
Under the huge pressure, the ground beneath Sun Wukong began to burn and became a blackened.
But Sun Wukong was pressed halfway and resisted.
He supported the golden hoop, and the man and the rod were one, and the golden light bloomed around him.
"This Monkey King, how many magical powers there are!"
Wanfo was shocked.
Not waiting for them to work harder, the next moment, Sun Wukong behind the brilliance, turned into a halo, the Terran, the Yaozu, the appearance of all kinds of creatures appeared inside.
"Great King!"
"Great Saint!"
"Emperor!"
One, two... countless voices sounded in the ears of Sun Wukong, and they all turned into his power.
"Boom", the rosette once again pressed down and hit the body of Sun Wukong.
"puff"
Sun Wukong coughed up a blood and took it.
A woman floated behind him and raised her hands to support the rosette.
"is her--"
Buddha’s heart
This woman is not simple, it is the sustenance of all beings.
Sun Wukong ignited the flames, glory, and stood in the center like a god.
He waved a golden hoop and slammed the rosette like a thunder.
The two violently collided and trembled.
There was a shock wave under the rosette. The power that the outsiders could hardly imagine, the million Buddhas of the earthquake spit out a blood, and almost fell out of Jinlian.
"How can it be so horrible!"
They looked at Sun Wukong in vain.
Such a huge price, Wanfo's nesting and moving, still difficult to suppress - this Sun Wukong, really is the first person in the three realms!
The name of the Emperor, deserved!
The Buddha looked at this scene with a stunned look.
"Repress once again!"
Said the Buddha.
But at this time, the woman suddenly flew into the body of Sun Wukong.
A rune flashed on the forehead of Sun Wukong, and the whole person of Sun Wukong seemed to be burning like a fireball.
He jumped up and drove the flames of the sky to the rosette.
"burst!"
Cracks appeared on the huge rosette, and the endless flames were sprayed up.
A golden light pierced it.
The blazing light blooms in the sky, and this moment seems to have become eternal.
I was staring at the flower that bloomed in the sky.
"That is the light of the king?"
"This is my good brother."
Zhenyuan Daxian smiled and his heart relaxed.
Gou Chen and Qing Hua looked at this scene, but they were even more happy.
"Emperor!"
Gou Chen’s heart is hot.
This is the Emperor.
The will to bear the sentient beings is invincible.
Sun Wukong is unbeaten, and all sentient beings do not want him to fail.
Gou Chen stared at Sun Wukong and rushed out of the rosette.
How powerful is this, how beautiful it is.
"Sun Wukong!"
The Buddha did not want to give up, and the golden lotus rolled and burned.
Those lotuses that are not in eternal life will be lost in the blink of an eye.
"Nine-layer rosette!"
The spirit of the Buddha infused with the sky, created a virtual shadow of nine rosettes in the sky.
"Help the Buddha!"
When Wanfo saw the situation, he tried his best to cast spells and instilled power into the lotus seat without reservation.
Nine lotus stands were instantly formed, and the endless manipulative infusion, one layer after another, descended toward Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong’s posture has not changed, and the body is combined with the golden hoop, running through the sky and underground, unstoppable!
A rosette only splits in the sky, and the glow of the sun blooms.
The rosettes have fallen down.
Lingshan, which has stood for thousands of years, was smashed by the fallen rosettes, and the palace temples disappeared in flames.
"Lingshan!"
The Buddha of the sky, the Luohans, had a commotion.
Sun Wukong has pierced the eighth rosette.
"Boom!"
Just when the last rosette was to be worn, suddenly the sky was shining, and the shadow of the Buddha appeared on the rosette, sacred and splendid, like a hot sun.
"Can't wait any longer."
His voice sounded.
"I will pull it out for you."
The voice of the world shouted at the same time.
Sun Wukong still did not react, and seven strange lights suddenly appeared, hitting him, and a flower splashed behind him.
His offensive was suddenly broken.
"what?"
Gou Chen and Emperor Qinghua were shocked and watched Sun Wukong fall to the ground by the last rosette.
How can this be!
"what happened?"
Gou Chen Daji asked in a hurry.
"Heavenly way."
Qinghua Emperor's face is iron and blue: "The spirit of the majesty is inseparable, and the connection with the heavens is blocked."
In the sky, the golden lotus under the Spirit Buddhas disappeared.
That is the embodiment of the Buddha. Its disappearance means that the Buddha has made the best policy. The true spirit is not here.
They sighed and then got up and saluted the central world.
"Thank you for the world."
They looked at the world, only to see that the seven relics had disappeared, and the worldly changed back to the appearance of a little monk.
"I used the relic to suppress the body of Sun Wukong, and the Buddha and his spirit are fighting in the void."
Shizun said: "This is a delay, and you have to be careful."
They looked for a long time and finally found that the weakness of Sun Wukong lies in the soul.
As long as his soul and heaven are divided, his power will be greatly reduced.
But this is the best policy. Whether the Buddha can defeat Sun Wukong with the true spirit is also an unknown number.
"It's really tricky."
The world is looking to Sun Wukong, the stunned figure falls down with eyes closed, and the hair is burning like a flame.
His hand has been loosened and the golden hoop has fallen outside.
It flashed and galloped to save, but could not break the rosette.
With a bang, Sun Wukong was pressed under the rose seat.