Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The herd swept the chaos, and the blood was so **** that it was unstoppable.

The white sages live in the center of the chaos, emitting sacred light, and a beast shadow rises from behind him and rushes to Sun Wukong.

This battle has been going on for several days.

The mighty herd released an immortal flame, forming a force field in chaos, and the golden flame was densely covered. Sun Wukong was surrounded by them and suffered endless bombardment.

"boom"

In the collision of the herd, the right arm of Sun Wukong was torn by the monster, and a large piece of blood spouted, showing the white bone.

He is in a stagnation.

The beast's blood is compelling, and the claws of the teeth are rushing toward him. The spells are numerous and the sky is booming.

Collision is an eternal theme, and the war is endless.

Sun Wukong bit his teeth and continued to rush.

“Why don’t you admit defeat?”

The white sage looked at this scene and thought, isn't Sun Wukong really afraid of death?

"go with!"

His boulevard blooms and strengthens the power of the monsters.

The herd roared, as brilliant as Jinxia, ​​like a golden flash of lightning rushing to Sun Wukong, breaking the void.

When the war reached this point, all kinds of visions were present, fainting, ghosts crying, and the ghosts of Hongmeng were flowing around, shadows, and weeping.

Sun Wukong was hit by the beasts again and again.

"Wow!"

He spit out a blood and flew out.

The vast fluctuations followed, and the two monsters came in one after the other.

Sun Wukong was furious, and the golden hoops slammed into the yang and bombarded the two monsters, letting them turn into fireballs and eventually become ashes.

This is the war of the road, he will never admit defeat!

The last divine power of Sun Wukong slammed up and fought with the herd.

The herd was torn, but he was also hit hard.

After the successful breakout, the body of Sun Wukong was already **** and fuzzy, and the body was black and horrible.

"Give up, you can't stop the Savior."

The white robes of the sacred body said, "You are still struggling in my hands, how can you defeat him?"

The lord, but he is thousands of times stronger than him.

"so what?"

The last force of Sun Wukong burned up: "This is an excuse."

The white robes are slightly embarrassed, this battle is really too long.

He was a little impatient, and his right palm was swaying and vacated, and his eternal light was overwhelming.

"Boom", the exhausted Sun Wukong did not escape this palm.

This magnificent hand made him even more violent, blood splattered, and the golden hoop was screaming, his body was crumbling, as if he were going to fall.

The white robes are again crushed.

Another shrine is blooming in the void, behind it is the bonfire sea, bombarded on Sun Wukong, screaming and thundering, violent.

Sun Wukong could not avoid it and turned into a fireball.

The vast earth caught him, and when he touched the fire on his body, the vegetation was instantly destroyed, the earth was anxious, and the forest turned into scorched earth.

The fairy light on Sun Wukong was extinguished.

"It has finally been extinguished."

The white man thinks.

"You think you are invincible, but there is a sky outside, and you have to pay the price to make you awake."

The White Lord stopped attacking and fell to the ground and asked, "Do you still admit defeat now?"

Sun Wukong fell to the ground, but he did not stand down, taking a breather with a golden hoop.

"I want to know why the Supreme Lord wants to destroy the people?"

He suddenly asked.

"I do not know."

The white man shook his head.

"do not know?"

Sun Wukong looked at him.

"When I left the Supreme, I was deprived of his memory."

The White Lord replied: "That is the reason no one can know, but I am awe."

"Awe."

Sun Wukong couldn't help but laughed.

"Do you feel awed even if you don't know anything?"

He laughed and laughed at the moment when he had the least power.

This laughter ignited the world and thundered, and it took a long time to dissipate.

"You can't understand awe."

The white sage said coldly.

"No... I understand."

Sun Wukong replied: "With awe, the spirit will want to move forward and want to overcome it."

In his view, awe is a struggle, not a reason to stop!

Sun Wukong picked up the golden hoop and the war in his heart burned again.

A glorious radiance began to appear in his body, flowing like water, making him cool and the body began to regenerate.

"Because I understand you and respect you, I can move forward and become stronger!"

Sun Wukong greeted the white sage, and a strong life breath bloomed in his body.

The white man's face changed.

"No, it's not right!"

Suddenly he felt a sense of sorrow. Without a moment of hesitation, a golden thunder was sent from his hands. The thunder and lightning went through nine days, falling from the sky and hitting Sun Wukong.

"Booming", the sky is full of power, the thunder and fire, the rivers and mountains are broken under the thunder, stretching to the end of the earth.

However, after the thunderstorm, Sun Wukong was bruised and bruised, but he still stood upright and did not fall.

"You have been unable to resist, why not admit defeat!"

The white sages drank, and the beasts of the sky screamed and rushed to Sun Wukong.

"The break time is over."

Sun Wukong looked up at the monsters, and the golden hoops swept them out, colliding with their bodies, making a loud noise, and the monsters blasted a large piece.

This move, without the previous earth-shattering, but hit the monsters, but let them blast like tofu.

The white sorcerer has widened his eyes.

How could this be!

The flame in the eyes of Sun Wukong burned, as if it would never be worn out. He did not fear the beast, and the golden hoop was like a pillar of fire, and a candle dragon was shattered to make it disappear.

"I can still fight!"

He raised his hand, and the golden hoop was roaring and shaking, as if he was proud of his master.

The red flame appeared on Sun Wukong and became more and more flamboyant.

"What power is this?"

Asked the white man.

"The power of God of War."

Sun Wukong replied.

"impossible!"

Sayādaw in white said: "I also have the power of God of War!"

"What you have is not the real power of God of War."

Sun Wukong said: "The reason why I was chosen as the **** of war is not because of the power."

He knew in his heart that the White Lord would never be able to master the power of God of War.

Because he is not a real **** of war.

"I don't even dare to do it."

Sun Wukong stepped into the air: "What are you fighting God!"

His body is shining red, the whole body is burning, and the horror and war is rising, as if to burn the world!

A vast breath swayed, and the white robes had a cold back.

His face changed dramatically.

"Are you even sublimated?"

He looked at Sun Wukong unbelievably.

Sun Wukong faded a layer of black hair, revealing the sparkling hair of gold.

His cracked wounds healed and the breath became stronger.

This is a kind of change that can be seen. It is no longer the power of the Van Gogh war god, but the higher level, and the power of the white clothes can not be plundered.

"Sun Wukong!"

The white robes no longer care about the mercy, the giant palm smashed down and smashed the void.

"late!"

Sun Wukong screamed and shattered the space.

He swiftly moved across the space, appearing in front of the white sage, blocking his giant palm and swinging down.

"Let me eat again!"

Sun Wukong burned himself and gave a horrible one.

At this moment, he is invincible!