Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 675 Before I even tried hard, you fell down

Due to the huge gap with Tathagata's true cultivation, Wutian's failure was doomed from the very beginning. In the past 33 years, all the efforts he had made were actually nothing more than reluctance to be a puppet of Tathagata, dying.

On this point, Wutian, the person involved, knows better than Cao Yi, the outsider, but he is just a little bit unwilling to accept the reality.

"Leave here immediately while I'm still here, or it will be too late."

Wutian restrained the coldness at the corners of his mouth, and cast his slightly dull gray eyes in the direction of Nantianmen.

There, the life-and-death, extremely fierce fighting has already begun.

The monsters he collected from the corners of the four major continents are far behind the immortal Buddhas who have lived for thousands of years and have a rich background. Even with the 33 years of crazily accumulating countless resources Far from it.

There are constantly big monsters with wild ways, and big monsters who have been famous for many years have fallen.Weapons and magic weapons were taken away or smashed to pieces.

A mixed-race roc with 7000 years of morality, and a saber-toothed tiger spirit with ten thousand years of morality, were torn to pieces by the immortals and Buddhas.

In this kind of life-and-death juncture, no mercy, no precepts, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Since I said I will see you off, I will accompany you until the last moment."

Cao Yi also cast his gaze in the direction of Nantianmen.

Wutian has always been a person who doesn't say a word twice, and he didn't say anything after hearing the words.

After a while, several Immortal Buddhas and Sun Wukong teamed up to break through the Nantian Gate, which was called the unparalleled defense in the world, and then the righteous teachers behind them poured into the Heavenly Palace like a flood.

"kill"

The long-awaited black robe led the army of demons, the spirit army, and shouted out from the endless building complex of Tiangong like a wave, fighting together with the equally huge army of justice.

All kinds of magic weapons were thrown at each other like money, and all kinds of powerful and terrifying supernatural powers were bombarded. People kept falling, and people kept dying. The scene was extremely chaotic, and it was also extremely shocking.

"Black Robe"

Monkey King snarled, jumped out of the crowd, held a golden cudgel, and pointed at the black robe.

The black robe suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and his blood was churning, like a demon from hell. Last time he was tricked by Monkey King in Mengjie, he died a terrible death.

After being resurrected, I always wanted to settle accounts with Monkey King.

"Sun Wukong, I want to fight to the death with you"

The black robe rushed towards Sun Wukong with a roar, and swung the iron staff in his hand, drawing out terrifying chains of order.

"Monster, you have done a lot of evil, today is the day you will die"

Monkey King also rushed up.

As soon as the two fought against each other, the black robe who had made no progress in 33 years fell into a disadvantage. After a few moves, his strong body suddenly fell in front of Monkey King.

"I didn't even try, you fell down"

Sun Wukong put away the golden cudgel and shook his head in disappointment.

Since he swallowed the relics last time, his cultivation has improved day by day, and he can no longer experience the hearty fighting that he used to.

On a pile of hideous and messy corpses, the black robe that was bleeding from the seven orifices gave Sun Wukong a hateful look, and his vision became blurred.

Thousands of years ago, he was just an insignificant little snake, his life was like an ant, and he might disappear at any time, until he met Wutian, he jumped into a dragon and completed the ultimate jump of life level.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't meet the requirements of Wutian Buddha.

"Buddha, I have let you down"

After the last thought came to Heipao's mind, he fell into darkness forever.

The death of the black robe became the last straw that crushed the demon army and the spirit army.

All of a sudden, I don't know how many people lost the will to fight.

"Break into the Lingxiao Palace and welcome back the Buddha"

Monkey King crashed into the army of demons like a sharp knife.

In an instant, the demon army was torn apart.

In the other gates, under the leadership of Nezha, Yang Jian and others, the teachers of justice also successfully broke in.

Juxie died in the hands of Yang Jian and Tang Seng, and the soul was pierced, even Wutian could hardly revive her.

Ying Yao died under the cooperation of Zhu Bajie and Nezha.

Other big demons, such as the green-haired lion, were slapped to death by a bodhisattva.

The majestic and noble Lingxiao Palace.

After all, Qiao Ling'er is not Tathagata. Hearing the commotion outside, the excitement was beyond words, "Wutian, it's already at this point, why don't you run away?"

Wutian glanced at Qiao Linger coldly, "If I were you, I wouldn't be able to laugh at all?"

Qiao Linger was confused, "What do you mean?"

Wutian didn't take care of Qiao Linger anymore.

Cao Yi explained for Wutian: "Wutian Buddha means that the true spirit of Tathagata Buddha has returned, and there is no need for you, a substitute, to exist."

"Substitute" Qiao Ling'er was stunned for a moment, but instead of collapsing, she said calmly, "I've put life and death aside, as long as I can eliminate you, the devil, so what if I die?"

Cao Yi couldn't help but look at Qiao Ling'er a few more times.

Walking through so many worlds, there are really not many people who really look down on life and death.

"He is not indifferent to life and death, his true spirit is not complete, like a puppet"

Wutian spoke.

At the same time, grab it with your hand.

Qiao Linger's sea of ​​consciousness opened.

An incomplete, somewhat muddled true spirit flashed by.

"I see"

Cao Yi was stunned.

An earth-shattering bang.

The gate of Lingxiao Palace was knocked open.

Monkey King, carrying a golden cudgel, took the lead and rushed in.

"Linger"

"Elder Sun"

Qiao Linger showed a joyful expression.

Seeing that Qiao Linger was fine, Sun Wukong felt relieved, and turned to Wutian who looked indifferent, "Wutian, your time of death has arrived"

"Most are useless, let's fight"

Wutian made a bold move.

Monkey King shot at the same time.

Compared with the huge disparity in Donghua Emperor Dojo last time, the two were evenly matched this time. After hundreds of rounds, the two did not decide the winner.

During this period of time, all the gods and Buddhas with heads and faces poured into the Lingxiao Palace.

All of them looked at Wutian and Monkey King without blinking.

Don't look at the fierce fight just now, the posture of victory is in sight, if Monkey King loses, everything will be useless.

"There is still half an hour left, which is the day when the doomed date arrives. If Wukong fails to win on time, Wutian will continue to rule the Three Realms for 33 years. At that time, it will be a disaster for us and even the Three Realms."

Zhen Yuanzi spoke with a sullen face.

The faces of the immortals and Buddhas all dimmed a lot.

Cao Yi secretly laughed in his heart.

This can be said to be one of the organizers of this catastrophe.

If Tathagata is the conductor behind the scenes, Zhen Yuanzi is the conductor in front of the stage.

When he spoke at this time, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to force Monkey King to die.

Sure enough, Sun Wukong's offensive was much more violent, with a style of play that completely disregarded life and death.

Wutian is a little bit strenuous.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the fixed number arrives.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't sit still: "Now that things have come to an end, I have no choice but to tell the truth."

All the immortals and Buddhas looked at Zhen Yuanzi.

(End of this chapter)