I saw Wei Yang jumping up. The two bodies of Heavenly Resentment and Buddha and Demon, good and evil, were directly integrated into Wei Yang's body. He who could have attained enlightenment and became a saint did not choose to attain enlightenment at this time, but jumped into the thunder.
, the body forcibly pulled the huge fat insect, using up all the spiritual fluid in the Immortal Mansion, trying to drag Yuan Shi into the world of the Immortal Mansion. Even if he perished here, Wei Yang would not hesitate.
Half of his body has entered the world of the Immortal Mansion. Yuanshi's eyes are full of horror. That is definitely not the world that this boy carries. Who is it that connects the unknown time and space in this boy's body? Yuanshi
Full of fear in his heart, he struggled to move away. The black magic thunder he kept swallowing in his mouth also caused his body to continue to grow.
The magic thunder that filled the sky quickly disappeared. Without the energy supply for rapid growth, Yuanshi became increasingly panicked. Now his body was more than ten meters long, but he had not yet grown four wings and six giant legs.
, his strength has not reached the Golden Immortal realm.
And as Wei Yang continued to pull, the body that was still more than five meters long continued to be sucked into the world of Immortal Mansion. The huge attraction made Yuan Shi struggle to break free to no avail. As the body of the insect exposed to the outside world became shorter and shorter,
, Yuanshi's eyes suddenly lit up, he suddenly looked back, and swallowed Wei Yang in one gulp.
'boom'
After a roar was heard between heaven and earth, Wei Yang had completely disappeared, and Yuan Shi, who had turned into an ancient demon, also disappeared from this world. No one knew where they were going.
"Wei Yang."
Meng Yaoqin fell to the ground and cried. Although their contract had not been interrupted at this time, the intermittent contact had become less and less.
Just as tears rolled down from everyone's eyes, the contract in their minds was broken. As time went by, the minds of those who had been forcibly terminated the contract seemed to have lost the memory of one person? It seemed that this person was more important than their lives.
It was important. Losing such a memory made his heart and heart ache, and his eyes became more and more confused.
'boom'
An ancient tree in the sky descended into the Demon Realm. Its huge vitality quickly filled the Demon Realm with vitality. Looking at Meng Yaoqin who fainted due to grief, it turned into a stream of light and fell on the ancient tree in the sky.
, was slowly wrapped by the branches of the ancient tree, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight, and everyone was helpless.
In the Netherworld, the Mirror of Samsara descended from the sky and landed in the Palace of Samsara. Luo Hu watched all this quietly, slowly walked into the Mirror of Samsara, absorbed the huge ghost power, and finally turned into the King of Hell.
elephant.
"It turns out that I am King Yama."
Shaking his head slightly, Luo Hu glanced at the sky, and there seemed to be something that he couldn't let go of.
The other Nine Palaces of Hell shook their heads slightly, turned around and walked into their respective palaces, ordering the remaining ghost soldiers Yin Cao to quickly repair the broken teleportation formation. Who is the hero who killed the ancient demon in this world?
Picking up their pens, the Ten Palaces of Hell One after another wrote a line of words: In the year 644 of the Renxing Calendar, the five turbid energies of the Netherworld Realm broke out, and the original demon species of the Hundred Cities Demonic Realm broke out. At the time when the Netherworld Realm and the Demonic Realm were perishing, a hero appeared in the sky.
When he was born, the immortal seal's five turbid qi blocked the two paths of gods and demons, and then he killed the chaotic image transformed from the original demon species. In the end, he disappeared. He was so sad in his heart that he didn't know the name of a hero.
Among the Three Thousand Mortal Realms, walking on the streets of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, a young man with fiery red hair and a long sword carried behind him glanced at the sky, and a line of tears instantly flowed down. He didn't know why he was crying, and why he was crying in his heart.
pain.
His eyes must have been filled with wind and sand, hey, but why does his heart hurt? The swordsman, who never struggled with things he couldn't figure out, waved his hand, and suddenly a mansion descended from the sky. It seemed that this mansion should be here.
"The Tang government? Hehe, isn't this my home?"
The swordsman jumped and entered the Tang government. From then on, he made a name for himself in Chang'an. He formed an alliance with the Emperor of Tang in this area and was responsible for eradicating demons and monsters. He established a sect and taught countless disciples.
In the Three Thousand Mortal World, in a green mountain, a woman also cried secretly. She didn't know why her heart was hurt, but she knew she had lost the most important memory.
"I should establish a sect here and establish my inheritance of Taoism. Let's call it Fangcun Mountain."
'boom'
As if inspired by her words, a fairy mountain descended directly from the sky. The seal characters on the cave were engraved with three big characters: Fangcun Mountain.
In the mortal world, which is also the Tang Empire, in a temple, Xiaoyaosheng, holding a Xiaoyao fan, is opening an altar to explain Buddhism to the monks in the temple.
The golden light all over the sky gathered and stood up. Xiaoyaosheng looked up at the sky and couldn't help but shed tears in his heart. He clasped his palms together and said: "My Buddha is compassionate."
'boom'
A temple descends into the open space behind you. On the plaque above, there are three characters engraved on it: Huasheng Temple.
The same visions have appeared in various places in the three thousand mortal realms. Sixteen destined people will create their own Taoist inheritance in the sixteen mortal realms.
Only the godswood forest where Meng Yaoqin is located will always remain in the deepest part of the Demonic Realm. That area has turned into a world of ice and snow, and will never be set foot on by the gods and demons. It seems that this sealed place has sealed her perception and sealed her.
Good memories.
Mounting the sky in Hanzhong, the root is connected to the Sumeru veins. Colorful phoenixes are twinned, and green Luan are facing each other. The golden light of the Great Thunder Sound Temple is right in front of Tang Monk and his disciples, and the eyes of the 'Sun Wukong' reveal surprise and joy.
With a hint of relief, a ray of golden light suddenly fell and he stood up, causing him to stumble and turn into the body of a huge white ape.
The man standing in the sky wearing a golden helmet and taking action was exactly the same Sun Wukong. He looked coldly at the giant white ape and muttered: "You and I are fate."
'boom'
Between the sky and the earth, thousands of stick shadows came out, and a purple cloud surrounded Sun Wukong's feet, which made Sun Wukong's eyes glow with tenderness, and he secretly said in his heart: Zixia, you and I will always be together.
"Smelly monkey, hurry up and put an end to the cause and effect, so that you and I can find a beautiful place with mountains and rivers. From now on, we will no longer blame ourselves for the right and wrong in this world."
"Natural, natural."
The monkey laughed happily, but there was still some regret in his heart. I don't know where the regret came from. It seemed that their dream was not so easy to realize.
After the battle in the Demon Realm that day, Zixia was in the somersault cloud and never left Sun Wukong. It was very enviable to live in both places, but this trip was Sun Wukong's fate, so he had to do it.
Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, White Dragon Horse, Tang Seng, who was already glowing with wisdom, quietly looked at Sun Wukong in the sky, and they all thought to themselves: Sure enough, this monkey is the immortal Xiao Qiang, and he has finally returned.
"Why didn't you die?"
White Ape Yuan Hong's head hurt. For some reason, he suddenly felt weak. He glanced in the direction of Leiyin Temple and shouted angrily: "You are actually bullying me?"
Hey, with a sigh, the Tathagata incarnation sitting cross-legged in the Great Leiyin Temple shook his head slightly and said to himself: The ability of this monkey at the moment is probably higher than mine. Even if it has the will of its Lord, how can I compromise the Buddha's way?
Face, help you fake monkey?
With the help of Tathagata's incarnation, Sun Wukong even increased his strength. A critical blow fell on the white ape's forehead, eventually destroying its true soul. Sun Wukong fell down again. For some reason, he felt close to him and stepped forward to bow.
He fell to the ground and said respectfully: "How is Master?"
"Originally it was quite good, but with you being such a ruthless monkey, Master is afraid that his life will be shortened by ten years, no, a hundred years."
Tang Monk put his right hand deep inside, quietly touched the monkey's forehead, glanced at Leiyin Temple, turned around, took a step forward, and said to the disciples behind him: "Let's go, we have achieved great success today."
