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As if in response to the Taishang Laojun's conjecture, on the battlefield deep in the mountains, there was a sudden "rumbling" sound in early summer.

The sound is similar to thunder, but it is also like the situation when the bones and muscles of the human body are stretched.

Taishang Laojun can understand what happened without looking.

The huge dharma image was bloody and bloody, and with a hint of enlightenment in Sun Wukong's eyes, the wound began to heal visible to the naked eye.

The essence of heaven and earth absorbed in the stone fetus raged wildly in the body at this moment.

The breath that had been suppressed all this time seemed to have finally found an outlet.

The monkey knew that these were his innate benefits, the opportunity was rare, and there was only one chance to merge into cultivation.

The monkey, which had grown to [-] feet, looked at the several big demon kings who were roaring in front of it, and suddenly opened its mouth wide.

Laughed.

The macaque king and the tamarin king stopped suddenly.

They didn't understand why the monkey laughed, but they suddenly felt fear that they had never felt before.

"Not good, his Faxiang is still going up."

"Third brother, find a way to suppress the monkey."

"I can't hold back."

The Flood Demon King, who had not spoken all this time, finally couldn't bear the pain of broken bones, and roared at the two demon kings.

While the monkey's dharma was stretched, the main body of the Jiao Demon King had been stretched to the extreme.

Even the little monsters around could realize that if the Flood Demon King didn't let go, his body would be torn off by the monkey's dharma.

Su Yan looked at the monkey in admiration. He was worthy of being the Monkey King whom he had worshiped since he was a child.

On the shore, Taishang Laojun couldn't hold his breath anymore.

The monkey got out of trouble and snuggled up to the battlefield, and the biggest turning point occurred.

With a "snap", he threw the fishing rod in his hand into the water.

The river, which was already choppy, suddenly set off a huge wave of hundreds of feet high as the bamboo pole fell.

Su Yan stood in the light curtain, smiled calmly and said: "Old Lord, don't you need to be so angry?"

"Ha ha……"

Taishang Laojun's face was ashen.

He couldn't remember what it was like to fail.

In the Three Realms, he is the strongest and the only one who can play chess.

Now suddenly Su Yan appeared, snatched away the chess pieces he had arranged, and became the second chess player.

Interesting though.

But this taste of failure also displeased him.

Taishang Laojun no longer intends to make false claims, so he directly showed his cards and said, "Do you think you have the chance to win?"

"Do not……"

Su Yan smiled and waved his hands: "There has never been such a thing as a sure thing. Fighting methods are just like wars. They are ever-changing. No one can tell who will appear in the next moment."

There was a "click" in Taishang Laojun's heart.

"What's the origin of this kid?"

"Can he predict the next chess piece?"

"No, that's impossible."

Taishang Laojun stared at Su Yan closely, trying to guess what was going on in his heart from the subtle changes in his face.

However, he was again disappointed.

Su Yan, who was surrounded by the light curtain, did not look at him at all.

Instead, he looked in the direction of the battlefield and watched the monkey's aura rise to three thousand feet.

The Flood Demon King, who was still wrapped around the monkey's body, could no longer bear the bite of the little white dragon.

The Flood Demon King has reached his limit.

He couldn't hold on any longer.

As long as the monkey gets out of trouble, it is equivalent to turning into a butterfly once, and no one can stop him in this world.

On the blue planet, in the Nine Continents.

In the heart of every teenager, there is a figure of Monkey King.

When Su Yan first saw Journey to the West, he wondered in his heart whether the Monkey King he came into contact with would be a tragic character like in the movie.

If you put on a tight band, you will not be able to stay with your loved one.

Without a tight band, there is no way to rescue a loved one.

Such a monkey was manipulated by the power of heaven and earth and humiliated by bodhisattvas in the Buddhist world, but he could only accept it with the arrogance in his heart.

Su Yan didn't want to make friends with such a monkey.

Simply, he made arrangements in advance and led the monkeys to truly resist this world.

He wants Sun Wukong to become a truly bloody Monkey King.

At this moment, Su Yan felt indescribably relieved.

Taishang Laojun felt offended, Su Yan dared to be distracted at such an emergency?

Taishang Laojun snorted angrily, and pulled back Su Yan's sight: "How dare you step out of the light curtain?"

As No.1 in this world, how can you not see Su Yan's true strength, as long as Su Yan walks out of the magical light curtain, he can't stop the power of the Taishang Laojun.

An expert has his own pride.

The Taishang Laojun provoked each other with words, but in fact he had already fallen behind.

But he is thick-skinned enough, and he doesn't care what kind of means he uses to win.

As long as he can win, he can rewrite the memory of everyone in the Three Realms and erase his dishonorable side.

Su Yan smiled slightly, and said decisively: "Don't dare!"

Su Yan was not from the Three Realms, so he would not care about the opinions of the Three Realms.

Therefore, words that provoke each other are useless to him.

Taishang Laojun was stunned, but he had a high opinion of Su Yan in his heart.

Powerful, strategizing.

The key is to know how to judge the situation.

It is not easy for young people to have this state of mind.

Taishang Laojun sighed: "Forget it, this fight should be over."

"Don't Laojun plan to hide the last chess piece?"

"Does it make sense? After all, we still have to show up."

Taishang Laojun raised his head, made a tactic with his right hand, and threw a ball of light towards the battlefield.

The soft light enveloped a figure, which gradually grew larger in the dust and smoke, and finally turned into a bald monk walking barefoot.

The appearance of this monk shocked the gods in the clouds again.

"That's... Jin Chanzi?"

"The second disciple of the Tathagata Buddha, it is said that he was demoted to the mortal world because he contradicted the Tathagata."

"It's no wonder that the folks have never had the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. I didn't expect his soul to be in the hands of Laojun."

"Jin Chanzi's Dharma is second only to Tathagata Buddha, so it's hard for monkeys to deal with it now."

Su Yan looked at the young monk with delicate features, similar to the legend, he did have an incomparably handsome face.

It's no wonder that after such a golden cicada turns into a Tang monk, there will be so many female monsters who don't want to eat him, but want to associate with him.

Su Yan thought he was already handsome.

However, compared with Jin Chanzi, it lacks a trace of flavor.

The appearance of Jin Chanzi is soft and weak, and one glance can arouse people's desire for protection.

This innate temperament cannot be imitated alone.

Su Yan couldn't help but think of those draft boy teams on the Blue Planet, who would cry for a long time with a wound on their hand.

Jin Chanzi gives people this kind of temperament.

Different from the pretentiousness of the draft men's team, Jin Chanzi just frowns casually, which can make people's hearts tremble.

At this time, Jin Chanzi was wrapped in the soft light of the Supreme Lord's mana, and the situation was somewhat similar to that of Su Yan.

He slowly came to the sky above the monkey, and suddenly opened his eyes.

What was in his eyes was the gaze of compassion for heaven and man, and he clasped his hands together and said to Sun Wukong: "Amitabha, do you know the donor, my Buddha is merciful?"