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Chapter 247 Depressed Zhunti

"What?!" Hearing Sun Wukong's exclamation, Zhu Bajie's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards the Yellow Wind Monster, and saw a sinister look flashing in the Yellow Wind Monster's eyes.

"not good!"

I saw several golden whirlwinds rising from the small cauldron in the hand of the yellow wind monster from bottom to top!

Immediately after the sudden change in the world, the sky was filled with yellow sand. Zhu Bajie was the closest to the yellow wind monster and was blown away almost as soon as the Samadhi Divine Wind broke out.

"Bajie!!!"

Seeing Zhu Bajie being blown out by the strong wind, Sun Wukong's heart suddenly tightened, and then he became angry. The golden hoop appeared in his hand, "Monster, you are seeking death!"

Boom!!!

Once he took action, Sun Wukong didn't hold back!

However, seeing Sun Wukong take action, the Yellow Wind Monster was not afraid at all. The small cauldron in his hand rotated, and the Samadhi Kamikaze also turned its direction, "Sun Wukong, I am waiting for you!"

"Let you taste my Samadhi Kamikaze!"

The moment the voice fell, the divine wind of Samadhi focused on Sun Wukong alone. However, what the Yellow Wind Monster did not expect was that the scene he expected of Sun Wukong being blown away by the wind did not appear.

What greeted him was a huge stick holding up the sky!

"How can it be?!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong was completely immune to the divine wind of Samadhi, the Yellow Wind Monster was filled with unprecedented fear and uneasiness.

Under Sun Wukong's blow, he smelled the smell of death.

"No!!!"

Sun Wukong was really angry this time. When he thought about his master's repeated warnings before coming here, he must be careful. Now that he has the Wind-Fixing Pill, he went straight to capture the Yellow Wind Monster.

It's better for you, but if you insist on being arrogant and don't take it seriously, it will harm Zhu Bajie who doesn't know whether to live or die.

If this matter were to be spread out, how would the Qitian Monkey King's expression turn on, and how would the immortal friends of the Three Realms view him? Others would say that he was headstrong, even though he clearly had a magic weapon to win.

In the end, he also harmed his junior brother, which was a shame for him.

Therefore, in anger, this stick did not hold back at all. Today, this yellow wind monster will die!

"Great Sage, stop!"

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky.

The moment this sound sounded, all the divine winds of Samadhi in the world stopped, and the sky became clear again.

"Bodhisattva save me!"

Upon hearing this voice, a look of surprise flashed in the Yellow Wind Monster's eyes. In his opinion, with Lingji Bodhisattva present today, he would not be able to die no matter what.

No matter how powerful Sun Wukong is, can he still be stronger than Daluo Jinxian?!

In fact, just as he thought, when Sun Wukong heard Lingji's voice, the golden cudgel in his hand did pause for a moment, but who was Sun Wukong?

Even though I knew in my heart that this yellow wind monster might not die, I was still angry and my hands didn't stop.

"You monkey!"

Seeing that after hearing his own voice, Sun Wukong still went his own way and hit the Yellow Wind Monster with a stick. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't hit the monster!

Lingji seemed to have noticed Sun Wukong's thoughts. In the end, he could only shake his head and smile, and then used his magic power to stop it. But at this moment, something happened that neither he nor Sun Wukong expected.

Just when Lingji was about to take action, suddenly, an unprecedented pressure suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, falling directly on Lingji alone.

At this moment, Lingji was directly crushed above the clouds by the pressure that suddenly fell on him.

With strength at the level of Daluo Jinxian, in this era when saints have not emerged and quasi-sages have disappeared, Daluo Jinxian is the strongest fighting force in the prehistoric times.

But such a Buddhist god who existed at the pinnacle of the ancient world was pressed against the clouds like a dead dog, unable to move at all.

"How is this power, this, possible?!"

Lingji, who was pressed against the clouds, had a look of horror on his face.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He knows his own strength very well, Daluo Jinxian, and not long ago, he has successfully killed a corpse. With such strength, even a quasi-sage cannot let him be suppressed here without any resistance.

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"The being who can make me powerless to resist is a saint?!"

"Which saint is it, Sanqing or Nuwa? The spread of Buddhism to the East is the general trend of heaven. Which saint is responsible for it!!!"

Ignoring Lingji's madness above the clouds, below, Sun Wukong, who thought Lingji would stop him, didn't even take action until the moment the golden cudgel fell on the head of the yellow wind monster.

"Huh?"

Looking at the yellow wind monster that had turned into a puddle of flesh on the ground, Sun Wukong was stunned, "What's going on? Lingji didn't save this evil beast?"

At the same time, Jiang Cheng, who was paying attention to this scene the whole time, couldn't help but look in the direction of Tang Monk.

On a piece of grass, Tang Monk was sitting cross-legged, his whole body suspended in mid-air. As he sat down, golden lotuses emerged, and a divine light surged behind his head.

Around it, there are faint fairy sounds lingering.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Cheng's lips curled up slightly, "Zhunti..."

Jiang Cheng didn't expect that Tang Seng would still have such a skill with Zhunti. No wonder Tang Seng didn't rush to practice any immortal magic, Taoism, or Buddhist magical powers.

It turned out that Zhunti was by his side.

"If the saint takes action, the secret of heaven must have been deceived. This time, the world of Journey to the West will probably be in chaos..." Tang Seng thought as he looked at Tang Seng below who had opened his eyes.

In fact, just as he expected, the moment Zhunti took action to deceive Tianji, the entire world of Journey to the West was completely thrown into chaos.

Deep in chaos, Wa Palace.

In the palace, on a jade bed, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly opened. In the beautiful eyes, billions of stars and everything in the world appeared in these eyes.

Finally, the sight came to the prehistoric continent.

"Someone actually took action at this time to cover up the secret of heaven. Who is it, the Three Pure Ones or the Second Sage of the West? But if you dare to take action at this time, it must be to interfere with the journey to the West.

I just have nothing to do, so let me see who did it..."

Shouyang Mountain, in a foreign starry sky.

I was preaching to a young man sitting next to him, and then he suddenly stopped, then looked into the depths of chaos, and then began to remain silent, silently deducing in his mind.

He was also curious that the trend of Journey to the West was irreversible, so who would dare to take action at this time.

Deep in the chaos, the Kunlun Mountains stood tall in the chaos, floating on a sea of ​​stars. Yuanshi Tianzun in Kunlun also took action and began to deduce.

In the same scene, deep in the ocean of chaos, on an uninhabited island, a young man raised a smile on his lips, "Haha, someone actually intervened in Journey to the West to block the secrets of heaven. That's fine, let me get involved again.

It’s messy anyway, why not make it a little more messy!”

Following Tongtian's move, the secrets of heaven were once again in chaos. Nuwa and the others who were about to deduce a trace stopped instantly, with faint anger emerging in their eyes.

"who is it!!!"

"Don't you think it's chaotic enough? Who is it?"

"Bongtian?!"

At the same time, in a Buddhist world in the west, Jie Yin frowned, "This is the aura of junior brother, how is this possible?!"

In the world of Bodhi, Zhunti was deducing the secret of heaven with an extremely ugly face at this time.

When he discovered that someone was interfering with Journey to the West, he was naturally the first to make deductions, but it turned out that the person who intervened was actually himself!

This result made even Zhunti, a saint, almost vomit blood!

Full of anger, he was ready to find someone to settle the score, only to find out that it was him who did it. This feeling is as uncomfortable as you want, but unfortunately, he never did it at all!


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