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Chapter 1959 The Battle of the Colorful Stones

Looking around, the person who spoke was none other than the Western Buddhist Past Buddha who had appeared at the scene at some unknown time: Light the lamp!

As soon as these words came out, the monks around him immediately snorted: "Western religion? How come you are everywhere!"

"This colorful stone belongs to me from the East. It has nothing to do with your Western religion. If you are sensible, get out of here. Otherwise, don't blame us for not recognizing the spiritual treasures in our hands!"

"It's true that a group of shameless people actually want to get their hands on the colorful stones. It's so despicable that it makes people sick!"

"..."

Faced with the rebuke from the three major forces, Ran Deng remained unmoved.

It can be said that the great laws and regulations within the five-colored stone are determined to be obtained.

On the contrary, the canopy's eyes sparkled at this moment.

He has been coveting the twenty-four heavens on Ran Deng for a long time.

Now this guy is actually dishonestly teaching in the West and then coming to the East to make noises. This is simply to lure him to kill people and seize treasures.

With this thought, the canopy was not bothered about anything. When the Emperor's Eyes were opened, he directly began to explore the burning lamp.

Not to mention, after hundreds of years of not seeing each other, this burning lamp actually broke through to the realm of false saint.

Although he is only at the middle stage of the Pseudo Saint, it is still enough for Ran Deng to walk within the three realms. After all, if you want to leave behind a strong person in the middle stage of the Pseudo Saint who wants to escape, you must take action from a strong person at the semi-saint level.

It is a pity that Zhu Tianpeng has now refined the Ruyi Sword, and his strength is no less than that of a semi-saint. If he can kill Ran Deng, then the twenty-four heavens in his body will become Zhu Tian.

The foundation of enlightenment and sanctification.

You know, the twenty-four heavens are already very powerful. If you add the seven Dinghai Pearls on the canopy, the power will naturally be even more powerful.

If we can find an opportunity to get the last five Dinghai Pearls from Tathagata, then we can collect thirty-six Dinghai Pearls, and then perform the thirty-six heavens, then...

At this moment, an impatient cold snort sounded: "Stop talking nonsense, I want this colorful stone. If you are not convinced, you can come forward and try it!"

Following the sound, Sun Wukong was seen standing in the field holding a long black stick. When 90% of the Devouring Law exploded around him, a surging power swept out of him.

Under this powerful force, nearly 90% of the monks in the field looked pale.

The vast majority of the great supernatural beings and powerful men have already gone to Buzhou Ruins, and among those pseudo-sage powerhouses who remain within the Three Realms, there are really not many who Sun Wukong takes seriously.

Moreover, Sun Wukong himself was born from the colorful stones. If he were to obtain so many colorful stones in Huashan, it is conceivable that the latter's original power would definitely increase to an extremely terrifying level.

Seeing Monkey King's words instantly silence the monks in the field, the Jade Emperor's eyes suddenly rose with anger and murderous intent. Then he looked at his left arm that had disappeared, and then shouted angrily: "Monkey, you are arrogant.

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"Do you think that the great power of the three realms will let a mere demon monkey like you do whatever you want?"

"If you, the monster monkey, are allowed to take away the colorful stones in front of everyone today, then how can we, the pseudo-holy monks, lose their face!"

Although he shouted "Sang", the Jade Emperor did not dare to step forward at this moment.

In the previous battle in the heaven, he had already suffered a big loss at the hands of Sun Wukong. If he continued to advance, he would undoubtedly be destined to die.

But even so, the Jade Emperor would not let Sun Wukong get the colorful stone, so even if it was quite embarrassing, he didn't care at all.

Sure enough, as the Jade Emperor finished speaking, the expressions of the pseudo-sage strongmen around him became a little uncertain, and there was less fear and more determination in the eyes looking at Sun Wukong.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong's face turned ugly.

I saw murderous intent swarming in his golden eyes. He looked at the Jade Emperor with a fixed look and said: "I, Old Sun, should have completely killed you, the Jade Emperor, just now, so as to save you from making noises here!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong let out a heavy breath, and his fighting spirit burst out, raising the long black stick in his hand and saying: "So what, I, the grandson, will decide on this colorful stone. Anyone who refuses to accept it will come up to me, no matter you."

Whether they come one by one or in a group, I have nothing to fear!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the anger of many false saints.

Although the power displayed by Sun Wukong is indeed powerful, they are also famous beings in the Three Realms. How can they allow the latter to be so rampant and remain unmoved?

Almost instantly, a powerful man named False Saint flew out holding a spiritual treasure.

In the blink of an eye, the pseudo-saint monks from all directions had surrounded Sun Wukong, and each of them yelled with angry eyes: "Sun Wukong, you will never be able to match us together, I advise you to leave on your own!"

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"Sun Wukong, don't think that you dare to be so unscrupulous because you have some meager power. Even the saints and strong men will not dare to ignore us if we join forces. You are simply seeking death by arousing public anger like this1"

"Damn monsters, the Three Realms are the world of my monks. You monsters have long been eliminated by the times. Now you are so aggressive and provoking us. The only thing waiting for you is defeat."

"..."

Listening to the angry rebuke of many false saints, Sun Wukong disagreed.

I saw him waving the long black stick in his hand a few times, and then said: "A group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death are worthy of being compared with me, Old Sun. Aren't you all very powerful? You don't dare to get involved."

"Come on, come on together. I, Old Sun, will show you today how vulnerable the pseudo-sage cultivation that you are so proud of is."

As soon as these words came out, the pseudo-saint monks around him became even more angry.

Sun Wukong is so unscrupulous, it is obvious that he does not take them seriously.

If they were just one or two people, they would not be unwise to conflict with Sun Wukong, but now they have more than thirty false saints, how can they allow Sun Wukong to be so humiliated?

Almost instantly, more than thirty false saints shouted: "Death to the demon monkey!"

Immediately afterwards, more than 30 false saints attacked at the same time. With magic power running around their bodies, they controlled the spiritual treasures in their hands to attack Sun Wukong.

More than thirty false saints attacked at the same time, and their power was so powerful that some quasi-holy monks who were relatively close to each other suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning, and their bodies flew back like kites with broken strings, and blood spurted out from their mouths.

Seeing this situation, Sun Wukong was not afraid at all.

Facing the Lingbao attacking from all directions, he immediately raised the long black stick in his hand to attack, and laughed loudly and said: "Well done, I will accompany you to fight happily today!"

Bang——

Bang——

The shadows of sticks filled the sky, and endless power swept across the sky. Sun Wukong and more than thirty false saints fought in mid-air.

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