The arena of the heavens.
Noble County in the Tang Dynasty.
In the sky.
The bodies of the Buddhist Bodhisattvas are filled with Buddha light, intertwined together, rendering the sky golden.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva looked down at Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty indifferently and said:
"Mortals, enough is enough!"
"Let the pilgrims and Guanyin go, and the poor monk will let you go."
Manjushri Bodhisattva took a black bear spirit from the golden fairyland and said:
"This is the monster that has bewitched the poor monk and the others. If you are unwilling to do so, the poor monk can send this monster to you for disposal. How about that?"
Li Cunxu, Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, shook his head and said:
"No matter what I say, you will not believe me after all. It is better to take out the elixir and give it to Guanyin Bodhisattva."
"When she wakes up, all the truth will be revealed to the world."
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva carefully felt the aura of Guanyin Bodhisattva, with a smile on his face and kind eyes:
"Okay, I will believe you once!"
While speaking, Puxian Bodhisattva threw a gourd of elixir and flew straight towards Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty.
at this time.
Sun Wukong soared into the clouds and mist, stood in front of Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, stretched out his hand, and was about to take the gourd, and said with a smile:
"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, this little brother of mine, with his mortal eyes, will definitely not recognize your magical elixir, but I am very familiar with it..."
"boom"
As soon as Sun Wukong touched the gourd, he saw the gourd shattered and a golden lotus flew out, landing on Tang Sanzang's head in the blink of an eye.
The rope that was originally tied around Tang Sanzang's neck cracked inch by inch.
Seeing this scene, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva lost his kind-hearted look. As he waved his hand, the vajra came down from the sky carrying a huge force and said in a cold voice:
"Ants are still ants after all!"
"You dare to threaten a poor monk, and your crime will be increased to one level. The poor monk will judge you and your body will be gone!"
Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty threw Guanyin Bodhisattva into the sky, squeezed the magic formula with his hand, and said loudly:
"The luck of the Tang Dynasty, come out!"
"Rumble"
I saw the dragon scales on the Luck Divine Dragon's body, stained with a trace of blood.
The huge dragon curled up into a ball and hovered over Zhuzi County, firmly protecting the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.
Sun Wukong looked at the reneging Samantabhadra Bodhisattva with clenched teeth, holding up the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and was about to soar into the sky.
An irresistible force hit him behind him, and when he looked back, he was brought back to the ground by "Li Tianxia".
Facing Sun Wukong's complicated gaze, Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty Li Cunxu ignored him, put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and hummed softly:
"Now there are Buddhist Bodhisattvas coming...to kill the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty...I am the emperor..."
at the same time.
Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was thrown into the sky by Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, happened to be blocking the vajra.
"boom"
In just a short moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva was shattered into pieces, and a trace of his true spirit escaped.
Subsequently.
The vajra continued to fall, and the bloody divine dragon of luck only held on for a breath before letting out a mournful cry and dissipating into the sky.
The moment the dragon of luck fell, Li Cunxu, Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, experienced a backlash. His black hair turned white, and his straight waist bent.
The whole person is like an old man in his twilight years, exuding a strong aura of death.
Tang Sanzang was held in mid-air by the golden lotus. Seeing this scene, he put a short knife to his neck and said in pain:
"stop!"
"If they die because of the poor monk, the poor monk will never live in this world!"
Manjushri Bodhisattva mocked:
"Haha, Jin Chanzi, with the protection of the golden lotus, even a poor monk can't hurt you, let alone a mere mortal weapon."
"When I was in Buddhism, the poor monk couldn't stand you. All living beings in the human world are born to be the blood food of gods and Buddhas like us."
"Being compassionate and saving all sentient beings is just a trick to fool the world. However, you and Guanyin are still interested in those blood-eating people. It is really hopeless."
When Tang Sanzang heard the words "Golden Chanzi", he couldn't help having a splitting headache and gritted his teeth.
"Click"
The short sword actually broke into two pieces.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva thought, and the vajra fell a little slower. He took a deep breath and said with emotion:
"What delicious energy and blood, such rich resentment, haha, it seems that today, the poor monk can have a full meal."
Sun Wukong plucked out a monkey hair and transformed into a little monkey. After helping Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty down, he waved the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, faced the Vajra and said loudly:
"Damn bald donkey!"
"Take a stick from my old grandson!"
Just listen to an earth-shattering loud noise, resounding through the sky!
The Vajra, which had been practiced by Samantabhadra for countless years, remained unscathed, while Sun Wukong in the golden fairyland fell from the sky.
Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing raised their weapons one after another, gritted their teeth and charged into the sky.
"boom"
"boom"
The nine-tooth nail rake and the demon-suppressing treasure staff shattered into countless pieces, and the two blood-stained figures rolled down like fallen leaves.
In Zhuzi County.
Li Bai, Bai Juyi and other literati all said loudly:
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles away!"
"The grass on the Lili Plain dries up and flourishes every year. The wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows."
I saw Haoran's righteousness manifesting in the world, causing turmoil in the world! The storm is rising!
A vision transformed by Zun Wenqi soars straight into the sky.
Even Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was surprised when he saw the methods of those weak mortals:
"Speech the Dharma Sui? No, the magical power is similar to the speech Dharma Sui. The poor monk wants to see how many surprises you mortals can bring to the poor monk."
While talking.
Samantabhadra controlled the vajra, and the speed of falling became slower.
What he likes most is watching mortals die in despair, pain, and unwillingness.
"Blood food" full of resentment is a rare delicacy~
…
at the same time.
Hundreds of miles away.
Looking around, Emperor Qi Gao Wei, Emperor Yuan of Wei Cao Huan and other emperors were all sitting together, watching the live broadcast.
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi saw that everyone in the Tang Dynasty could not even block the blow of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and said with emotion:
"It's tragic, it's really tragic."
"With just this one battle, the backbone of the Tang Dynasty will be flattened."
Emperor Wu of Wei, Cao Cao, looked at the distant sky and the majestic battlefield and echoed:
"Yes, I don't know where Tang Taizong and the others went, and how they allowed Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty to die here."
Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and said casually:
"Emperor Jin Hui, do you still want to be a hero and save the beauty now?"
"Those Buddhist bald donkeys can even kill Guanyin Bodhisattva. If you dare to appear in front of them, you will only end up with one end. After being deprived of the luck of the emperor, you will become a delicacy on the plate~"
Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty, Sima Zhong, was so frightened by the ferocious and violent Buddhist Bodhisattvas on the live broadcast interface that he collapsed on the ground and waved his hands repeatedly:
"No, no... I'm not going. I'm not going to be a hero and save the beauty."
"Those dead bald donkeys are simply inhumane. Guanyin Bodhisattva is so beautiful...ahem, kind, and they can kill them."
Zhu Houcong, Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty, said in a deep voice:
"Human nature? The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, high up in the sky, overlooking all living beings. How can there be human nature?"
Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, touched his chin and said unbearably:
"We're just here to watch the excitement...isn't there something wrong?"
"No matter what, we should all speak out unanimously."
Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty joked:
"Okay, then the leader of the Ming Dynasty's resurgence, Emperor Yingzong, will save everyone in the Tang Dynasty from life and death."
"Actually, all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats in Buddhism are not that powerful. There are only two Taiyi Golden Immortals and more than a hundred Golden Immortals."
Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen coughed awkwardly and lowered his head silently.
Just two Taiyi Golden Immortals? ! !
How could Emperor Sui Yang say this!
He has just broken through to refine Qi into his body at this moment! ! !
(End of chapter)
