"How dare you!" Sun Wukong was furious when he heard this. His eyes burst with golden light. His huge body pressed by the Five Fingers Mountain struggled hard, and his veins popped out, causing the Five Fingers Mountain to shake slightly. Huge stones fell from the mountain one after another.
As he rolled down, the Five Fingers Mountain shook, and the talisman carved on the mountain suddenly burst into golden light. It was as if tens of millions of giant mountains were pressing down on him. Sun Wukong was suppressed again.
But he didn't care at all. His teeth were bared and his golden hairs stood up, making him look extremely ferocious, which made people tremble with fear.
"Go and tell Duobao'er, or he should go and ask Mr. Jie Yin and Zhunti to come and kill me now. Otherwise, if he dares to touch a hair of those children in Huaguo Mountain, I swear, once
Overturned his Five Fingers Mountain, and I will kill every Western believer I see in the future!" Sun Wukong roared hysterically, his golden eyes filled with the color of blood, making people feel endless murderous intent and madness.
"There are prison-suppressing runes written by my master on Wuzhi Mountain. I don't know if you can overturn it in the future, but I know that my Western sect's army has surrounded Huaguo Mountain. My master has become determined. You
If you still refuse to submit this time, there will be no Huaguo Mountain in the fairy world from now on." Seeing Sun Wukong's angry and ferocious look, the man in yellow robe took a few steps back, and then suddenly realized that he was being suppressed in Wuzhishan.
He couldn't escape at all, so he hurriedly stabilized his steps and said angrily in embarrassment.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Sun Wukong's eyes were red when he heard this, and he struggled and roared. His golden hair was worn off by the rocks due to his struggle, revealing his skin that was as if it were made of gold.
Wuzhishan was shaken again and again, but was suppressed again and again because of the prison-suppressing rune.
Every time he was suppressed, Sun Wukong was pressed to the ground so hard that his bones creaked, and even blood spurted out from his mouth, staining the earth red. Obviously, this time
After struggling and being suppressed again and again, Sun Wukong's internal organs were injured.
But he is immortal. Although he is injured, he will not die. As long as he is given a little time, he will recover as good as before.
"Haha, Sun Wukong, even though you have great magical powers, what can you do? You should listen to my words and obey my Western religion." The man in yellow robe looked at Sun Wukong's hysterical roar and struggle, and laughed proudly.
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When the man in yellow robe laughed proudly, he did not notice that an eagle flew up from the mountain and landed on the prison symbol.
As soon as the eagle landed on the prison symbol, it stretched out its sharp talons and struck the prison symbol hard.
Suddenly, the fire was radiating, and the prison-suppressing character was slowly cut open, and the entire prison-suppressing character was gradually divided into two halves.
The prison-suppressing character was gradually divided into two halves, and the power of the prison-suppressing character naturally gradually weakened, and the golden light gradually dimmed.
The golden light shone on the entire mountain. Once it dimmed, the man in yellow robe naturally noticed it. He reflexively looked up at the mountain peak with the prison symbol engraved on it. He happened to see an eagle scratching the prison symbol with its talons.
character.
With each scratch, fire was radiating, sand and stones were flying, and the prison character was scratched a little. His face suddenly changed, and a golden Vajra Pill immediately rushed out from the top of his head, aiming to hit the eagle.
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As soon as the Vajra Warrior hit him, the surrounding space began to shake, as if it was about to collapse under the blow of the Vajra Warrior.
This power is extremely powerful, but it is something Xia Yunjie has never seen before since he came to the fairy world. Even the Maitreya clone he met in the lower world did not cast such a powerful spell.
"Golden Immortal!" Xia Yunjie felt the Vajra Warriors hitting him head-on like a mountain, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He knew that this guy was powerful. He was about to change his body when he saw a sudden "Boom!"
Landslides and ground cracks, sand and rocks fly, and even the sun in the sky is obscured by the rocks that suddenly rise into the sky, making it completely dark.
A golden light shot up into the sky among the rocks, revealing a huge ape with trembling golden hair and an ape-like face.
The giant ape wears a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on its head, wears chain-locked golden armor, walks on lotus root silk, and holds a big golden stick. It stands majestically between heaven and earth, but it is indescribably powerful.
If it wasn't Sun Wukong who was suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain just now, who else could it be?
But because of Sun Wukong's natural power, Xia Yunjie only needed to destroy a few of the prison-suppressing runes, without having to destroy them all, to lift the giant mountain into the sky and get out of the trap.
"No!" When the man in yellow robe saw Sun Wukong escaping from the trap, he was so frightened that there was no color on his face. He didn't even bother to hit Xia Yunjie anymore. He rolled up a yellow light, turned around and was about to run away.
"Where to escape!" Sun Wukong roared angrily when he saw this, raised his golden stick, and struck hard at the yellow light.
As soon as this stick hit, the extremely hard space of the fairy world suddenly showed cracks like spider webs, with signs of collapse at any time.
Before the stick arrived, there was endless pressure like the sky falling. The yellow light that had escaped for a certain distance immediately pressed down in the air, revealing the true form of the man in yellow robe, falling straight down.
This scene made Xia Yunjie's hair stand on end. Although he had great confidence in his own strength, he had absorbed and refined the soul essence of Wuzu Gonggong just a few days ago. Apart from Taoism, he was already powerful in the Golden Fairyland.
Regardless of the world, the strength of the light witch cultivator is actually more powerful than that of ordinary wizards. But seeing Sun Wukong's stick, Xia Yunjie felt that even if he unleashed all the power of the Taoist and the witch, he might not be able to block it.
Stay. Unless he sacrifices the Twelve Heavenly Witch Ancestral Flags and uses the witch ancestral skills, he may be able to resist one or two. Or maybe he sacrifices the innate energy left to him by Empress Jiuyou Suyin, which can also resist one or two.
Because he could see that although Sun Wukong was extremely powerful, he had not yet glimpsed the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and had not yet cultivated a ray of innate energy in the Ming Mansion. However, Xia Yunjie felt that even in the early stage, Taiyi
Yijinxian may not be able to beat him.
"Such a powerful person has a grudge against the Western religion, so I can just help him secretly. It's best not to get involved, otherwise I will definitely die miserably with my current level of cultivation." For a moment, Xia Yunjie's mind turned around.
With many thoughts, almost reflexively, he spread his wings.
The eagle spreads its wings and soars into the sky.
"Great Sage, have mercy! Great Sage, have mercy!" When Xia Yunjie spread his wings and flew away, the man in yellow robe struggled not to let himself fall to the ground, while wailing and begging for mercy.
The only answer he got was a hard blow to the head.
"Ah!" The man in yellow robe screamed, and the golden immortal was beaten to death by the stick. However, Sun Wukong didn't even look at him, but looked at the golden light and flew towards the spreading wings.
