Honghuang: The comprehension is against the sky, and he marries Yunxiao at the beginning

The black fog transformed into a human form and burst out with terrifying divine thoughts, as if it could devour everything.

Sun Wukong looked at the black fog that suddenly appeared, his heart full of confusion.

After he entered the Heavenly Palace, Senior Black Mist has never appeared since. According to Senior Black Mist, it is because he has received too much attention and it is inconvenient for Senior Black Mist to show up.

But today, when they were facing a powerful enemy, Senior Black Mist showed up and invited him to help.

Senior Black Mist has helped him a lot all along, but has never asked for anything in return.

Now that he has taken the initiative to ask for his help, he is very curious about what Senior Black Mist needs him to do.
"Little monkey, help me delay some time!" said the black fog.

As he spoke, an even more powerful divine consciousness was released, and a mysterious aura emanated.

The figure transformed by the black mist took a step forward and came in front of Randeng.

Seeing the black fog coming, Randeng felt that he was facing a terrifying existence. Even though the black fog only had a shape but no appearance, it still made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

As for the three corpses of saints including Patriarch Bodhi, they realized that something was wrong after seeing the black fog appear.

They didn't understand why there was such a existence in Sun Wukong's body, and they even felt a familiar breath on the black fog.

Sensing that something was wrong, the two corpses of the saints had already taken action and were heading towards the direction of the lamp and the black fog.

However, Li Shimin, who was confronting Patriarch Bodhi, suddenly took action and stopped one of the three corpses of the saint.

"Don't be anxious, your opponent is me!" Li Shimin said.

He had long anticipated the appearance of the black fog, which was also part of his master Lu Yuan's plan.

Now that the black fog has appeared, it is a critical step in the plan, so he naturally cannot allow others to stop him.

While thinking, the rich luck of the human race condensed around him, and his aura was even stronger than before.

Patriarch Bodhi wanted to stop it, but he was no match for Li Shimin and was firmly suppressed by Li Shimin.

The giant hand that condensed the destiny of the human race transformed, and the giant hand covered with Taoist patterns was already heading towards the other three corpses of the saint.

The three corpses of the saint had never expected that Li Shimin would take action, and in a hurry, they could only resist Li Shimin's methods.

But this big hand, constructed by the destiny of the human race, seems extremely difficult to deal with.

With the help of the human race's luck, Li Shimin, by himself, firmly restrained the two corpses of the saints.

"Human Emperor, even if you can stop two three corpses, so what! Your plan will never succeed!" Patriarch Bodhi sneered.

He was somewhat surprised at Li Shimin's sudden burst of strength, but he didn't care.

They have three corpses of saints in person. Even if Li Shimin can stop two of them, the other corpse of the saint is enough to stop the mysterious black fog.

What's more, even if Li Shimin could stop them for a short period of time, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

As he spoke, his eyes had already fallen on the mysterious black fog.

After a brief observation, he had already guessed about Black Mist's identity. In his opinion, the other three corpses of the saint would definitely be able to stop Black Mist's actions.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong had already taken action after hearing Senior Black Mist's request.

He used all his strength to activate the "Divine Monkey Prison-Suppressing Power", and the Divine Monkey particles in his body were instantly fully awakened, and an even more terrifying aura surged in all directions.

"Defeat me first!" Sun Wukong said loudly.

The aura of a devil burst out completely, and he waved the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand, blocking the way of the three corpses of the saint.

Although he didn't know Senior Black Mist's identity or purpose, Senior Black Mist had been helping him for so long.

He was able to grow to this level thanks to the guidance of Senior Black Mist.

Today, Senior Black Mist asked him for help, and he had to do it no matter what.

At the same time, the black fog that had transformed into human form had transformed into thousands of black suns, which suddenly rose up and shattered the sky.

Watching the changes in the black fog, Randeng became increasingly excited, as if he felt the fear deep in his heart.

Even when facing Sun Wukong, even when Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang was about to fall, he did not have such a feeling.

He had already sensed the many thoughts within the thousands of black suns, and he vaguely guessed the black fog's true thoughts.

However, before he could make any extra moves, the thousands of black suns had broken through the eternity and entered directly into his body.

Those black suns penetrated into his body and his soul, revealing majestic faces.

"No! Don't!" Ran Deng yelled.

At this moment, he finally understood what the black fog was going to do. The black fog was going to take over his body!

Countless powerful wills were constantly attacking him, almost roaring into his soul, destroying his consciousness and soul.

He could already feel his soul being devoured and his body beginning to spiral out of control.

He tried his best to resist, but the will was too powerful and he could not contend with it at all.

"You dare!" roared the Three Corpses of Saint who was confronting Sun Wukong.

He finally confirmed Heiwu's identity, and Heiwu's actions also confirmed his guess.

He knew what this meant and he absolutely could not let this happen.

Thousands of Buddha lights shone brightly, the heaven and earth trembled, and the Buddha's palm that covered the sky and the sun pressed towards Sun Wukong.

He wanted to suppress Sun Wukong in one fell swoop, get rid of Sun Wukong, and thus prevent the black fog from taking over Ran Deng's body.

However, facing the Buddha's palm of the Three Corpses of Saints, Sun Wukong was not afraid at all. The holy light was madly drawn by him, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang was pushed to the extreme.

He brandished the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and the shadow of the cudgel shot up into the sky, piercing directly through the Buddha's palm that covered the sky and the sun, blocking the way of the three corpses of the saint once again.

Patriarch Bodhi and the other three corpses of saints were furious. They also saw through everything and wanted to help Randang.

But Li Shimin, who condensed the destiny of the human race, was extremely difficult to deal with. Even if they tried their best, they could not get rid of Li Shimin's entanglement.

They thought that the other three corpses of the saint could stop the black fog's actions, but they didn't expect that Sun Wukong would burst out with such amazing strength and restrain the three corpses of the saint.

At this point, even though they were extremely anxious, they could not do anything to Li Shimin no matter what they did.

As for Sun Wukong, he didn't care about his own safety at all. He was like a madman, determined to block the way of the last of the three corpses of the saint.

The three corpses of the saints, including Patriarch Bodhi, were blocked by Sun Wukong and Li Shimin, and could only watch as the black fog took over Ran Deng's body.

Under the gaze of Patriarch Bodhi and others, the aura of Randeng was constantly changing.

The Buddha's light on his body became increasingly vigorous. Just when the Buddha's light reached its peak, a black gas spread out, dyeing the entire Buddha's light black.

Black light filled the sky, as if endless evil thoughts were growing, and an oppressive atmosphere emerged.

Inside Ran Deng's body, that consciousness continued to devour his soul and control his body.

Boom!

With a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, Randeng's consciousness completely disappeared. Then, Randeng's appearance changed, the Buddha's light completely dissipated, and black air entangled his body, with a hideous face.

The evil energy from heaven and earth rolled in, constantly condensing around Randeng, and a terrifying aura emerged.

Suddenly, a lotus flower appeared above Randang’s head. The lotus was as black as ink, and had twelve petals.

The next moment, Randeng suddenly opened his eyes. His appearance did not change at all, but his temperament had undergone a drastic change.

Behind him, there was a faint shadow of a demon appearing.

"Buddha is destroyed and demons are born, I am Wu Tian!" The black fog spoke slowly.

At this moment, he is both Ran Deng and not Ran Deng.

He kept looking around this world, as if he had been separated from everything in the world for a long time.

As soon as he finished speaking, the luck of Mahayana Buddhism began to gather around him, like a whale swallowing water.

His aura was constantly rising, far surpassing Randeng's cultivation level. Almost instantly, his cultivation level had reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint level.

“Don’t stop!” Patriarch Bodhi roared.

Dipankara is the founder of Mahayana Buddhism and is of vital importance to Western religions, so he naturally could not tolerate his body being possessed.

In addition, the spread of Buddhism to the East had just begun, and the prosperity of Western religions had just begun to flourish.

But now, with Ran Deng being possessed by another soul, the luck that originally belonged to the Western religion was also being absorbed.

No matter who has taken over the body, he will suppress it and restore Ran Deng to his original state.

He would never allow all the hard work of Western religions over the years to go to waste.

While thinking, he clasped his hands together, terrifying fluctuations emanated from his body, and his body quietly changed.

His figure quickly rose taller and transformed into twenty-four heads and eighteen hands, holding precious treasures such as necklaces, umbrellas, flower crowns, fish intestines and golden bows.

This is exactly his Dharmakāya world. The Dharmakāya stands tall as the sky, the patterns of the Dao emerge, and dense Dao runes are jumping.

A terrifying aura emanated, and the laws of heaven were manifested in his every move, causing the entire world to shake.

Such a terrifying power cannot be described in words. Even if Li Shimin condensed the destiny of the human race, he could not stop Patriarch Bodhi.

He took a sudden step forward, and green lotus flowers appeared under his feet. Lotus flowers bloomed with every step he took. As he struggled to break free from Li Shimin's restraints, the fragrance of lotus filled the entire world.

However, as Bodhi Patriarch's Dharma image of heaven and earth continued to approach, Black Mist's eyes flashed with faint light, like a peerless demon god looking down on the world.

"Gun!" said Black Mist.

As soon as the words fell, the earth trembled, a huge gap appeared in the sky, and endless evil aura emerged.

A ferocious gun shadow appeared, containing endless killing power, which made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

The next moment, the divine spear filled with murderous aura and murderous power fell into the hands of the black fog.

"It is indeed you, Demon Ancestor Rāhu! I advise you to stop now, perhaps you still have a chance to survive." Patriarch Bodhi said in a deep voice.

He already had some guesses about Black Mist's identity. After seeing this murderous gun and the black lotus, he finally confirmed Black Mist's identity.

This murderous spear is none other than the famous God-killing Spear, and that black lotus is none other than the Twelve World-destroying Black Lotuses.

Being able to wield the God-killing Spear and the Twelve-Rank Black Lotus, this person's identity has become clear to everyone. He is none other than the Demon Ancestor Rāhu who battled with his master, the Taoist Hongjun, in the past.

Now it seems that the one who is about to take over Ran Deng's body is the evil thoughts of the Demon Ancestor Rāhu.

Now, Ran Deng has just been possessed by the Demon Ancestor Luohu. As long as the evil thoughts are suppressed, Ran Deng still has a chance to recover.

In addition, the luck that has just been taken away can also be taken back.

If it were countless years ago, he might still be afraid of the identity of the Demon Ancestor Luohou. After all, this was a person who could compete with his master.

But now is different from the past. His original body has already been enlightened and become a saint, and he is even the Three Corpses of Saints.

The Demon Ancestor Rāhu also failed to attain sainthood back then, and at most he only had the cultivation level of a peak quasi-saint. Even if he could recover as before, his strength would still be far inferior to his.

"That depends on your ability!" Luohou snorted coldly.

After many years, he finally had the opportunity to return to the world and finally regained his former peak.

He has been waiting for such an opportunity for many years, how could he give up so easily?

After hearing what Luohou said, Patriarch Bodhi knew that persuasion was useless, and he became even angrier in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was sacrificed, and the Dharmakaya Heaven and Earth and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree took a step forward together.

Just the movement of moving forward caused the whole world to tremble. This is the Dharmadhatu of the Three Corpses of the Saints.

With just a move of his hands, he can disrupt the rules of this world and suppress everything in the world.

However, as he watched Patriarch Bodhi continue to move forward, Rāhu was not at all disturbed.

Facing Patriarch Bodhi, he also took the initiative to take a step forward, threw out the God-killing Spear, and released endless killing power.

"Boom!"

The terrifying aura spread to a corner of this world. This was the collision between the Demon Ancestor and the Buddha.

A huge sound wave resounded throughout the universe, surging in all directions, evil thoughts and Buddha's light splashed, and everyone's vision was focused here.

In the center of the storm, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou and Patriarch Bodhi were in a stalemate, and neither could do anything to the other for a while.

"The Demon Ancestor Rāhu is indeed extraordinary, but don't forget that Sun Wukong can't hold on for long!" Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile.

Even though he was evenly matched with the Demon Ancestor Rāhu, he was not worried at all.

After all, this person is someone who can compete with his master, so he is not surprised that he has such strength.

But even if the Demon Ancestor Rāhu is his opponent, how long can Sun Wukong last in the hands of the Three Corpses of Saints?

As he spoke, his eyes had already fallen on the battlefield between Sun Wukong and the other three corpses of the saint.

On the battlefield, Sun Wukong was defeated step by step, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere. He had no chance to fight back at all. He was in a very miserable state.

After all, Sun Wukong had just made a breakthrough not long ago, and being able to block the attacks of the Three Corpses of Saints twice was already his limit.

Under such circumstances, everyone knew that there was no way Sun Wukong could persist.

However, after hearing the words of Master Bodhi and seeing what happened to Sun Wukong, the Demon Patriarch Rāhu smiled, which was uncharacteristic of him.

"Little monkey, I'll give you another chance today. It's worth your help!" said the Demon Ancestor Luohu with a big laugh.

As soon as he finished speaking, even greater luck gathered around him, and this Western luck was even greater than before.

As soon as he thought about it, the luck of the Western religion was drawn by him and rushed towards the direction where Sun Wukong was.

Seeing the direction of this luck, Patriarch Bodhi thought to himself that it was not good. He wanted to stop it, but he had no ability to do so! (End of this chapter)