Hakoba: Opening Fusion and Reverse Izayoi

A huge sacred bird with a body that covers the sky and the sun.

That fiery bloodline is far purer than the Demon King of Chaos.

In Hindu mythology, Garuda, as the strongest species of the Roc Gold-winged Bird, is the ruler of the Great Sky, and its strength and status are almost equal to that of Shakti in the East.

With almost the highest destructive power in the triple digits, Garuda could hardly count any god or Buddha at the same level, and even if he was the emperor Shakti in his heyday, he could not necessarily suppress him.

His strength and trickiness lies in his Golden-Winged Flame, even if he is in the Heavenly Divine Fire, his kind of God-to-God and Dragon Flame can be regarded as the highest level of gift.

Because of this, Jialing, who inherited the bloodline of Garuda, is the most powerful person in the [Seven Heavens Alliance] except for Sun Wukong, and there is no one.

Saigo was quietly shrouded in black shadows for the sixteenth night, calmly looking at the body in the sky.

"It turns out that... Does this power of the Great Void come from you?"

Garuda swept through in an instant, and everywhere his body passed, there was a sea of fire, and even the atmosphere turned red.

However, even if the Golden-Winged Flame was one of the highest flame gifts, it did not pose any threat to Sun Wukong and Xixiang Sixteen Nights.

Sun Wukong is a half-star spirit, and the sixteen nights of Saigo are not pure gods, but hope, and besides, he is unable to be burned by this kind of flame when he is defeated by the fate of the end theory.

Garuda's huge body instantly enveloped Sun Wukong, and his goal was very clear.

The flames in the sky bombarded in an instant, enveloping Sun Wukong and Xixiang Sixteen Nights, cutting off the way back.

In the sea of fire, the body that covered the sky and the sun slowly shrank, and finally turned into the size of a black dot.

It was a man in a golden god suit.

What is engraved on the divine robe is the literary theory of Shenyan, and the whole body is releasing a fiery breath, just standing in the void, it is like the sky, there is an extra sun.

"You're really good, Monkey King... I should have warned you before, or you would take eternal refuge under the throne of Shakyamuni and be protected by him, or I would hunt you down to the ends of the earth. "

"I didn't expect how long it had been? Since you have given up the Buddhahood, it means that Shakyamuni will no longer protect you, right?"

He grinned, directly ignoring the sixteen nights of Saigo next to him, and looked up in delusional primordial thoughts, and the huge Lingge instantly spread away, sweeping all the earth within sight.

"Without the existence of Lingshan, this is a place where the Buddha's light cannot shine... Sun Wukong, were you abandoned by Shakyamuni?"

As he spoke, Garuda stepped out, bathed in divine flames all over his body, like a burning man.

The huge temperature distorted even the sight of Sun Wukong and Xixiang Sixteen Nights.

"It's not about giving up, it's ... I don't need Shakyamuni's blessing anymore!"

Sun Wukong looked at Garuda calmly, even though she was the one who was being hunted down, but there was no flinch in her eyes.

"Garuda, before that, I didn't do anything to you for the sake of Jialing's face, do you really think... Can you beat me?"

Garuda grinned.

"Even that Indra guy can do it, do you think I won't be able to do it? It's just a half-star spirit, not the strongest star spirit in the whole after all, I don't care about it yet. "

"Now that you have escaped the blessing of the [Buddha's Gate], then... The feud of hundreds of years ago is over here!"

Garuda looked indifferent, looking at Sun Wukong, as if looking at a dead man, he came to Sun Wukong with the consciousness of killing.

"Hundreds of years ago, you suddenly came and killed tens of thousands of my clansmen, causing the decline of the Dapeng Goldfinch Clan... If it weren't for Shakyamuni's face, do you think you could have lived to this day?"

"That's because, those Roc Goldfinch Birds... Damn!"

Suddenly, Saigo's voice came from the side.

Saigo stepped out in the sixteenth night and came to Garuda.

"What did you say?"

Garuda looked at Saigo Sixteen Nights, his fiery eyes were enough to burn the stars, but Saigo Sixteen Nights looked at them as if they were blind.

"Didn't you hear? I said—damn the birds!"

"What are you, get out of the way!"

For a moment—

Behind the back of Garuda, a pair of golden wings appeared, and golden feathers were scattered on the wings.

The flame of the golden wings born from the feathers instantly turned into a golden light and struck the sixteenth night of Saigo.

Boom -

It was a god-to-dragon flame, and even the strongest species of gods and Buddhas and the strongest species of pure-blooded dragons could hit the flames that hit Xixiang Sixteen Nights directly.

After being engulfed in flames, Garuda didn't even look at it anymore, and was ready to make a move on Sun Wukong.

However, Sun Wukong did not have the slightest intention of doing it.

Seeing this, Garuda's eyes narrowed slightly.

"How... Have you given up resisting?"

In this regard, Sun Wukong smiled.

"Garuda—don't you really know who the person you just burned was?"

For a moment—

The flames of the golden wings were dispelled, and in the flames, Saigo Sixteen Night walked out unharmed.

Bathed in divine fire, Saigo Sixteen Night calmly raised his right hand, and the golden flames were still beating above his palm.

The flames that were enough to destroy the body of any one of the strongest species were played in the palm of Saigo's sixteen nights, which made Garuda's pupils shrink suddenly.

"This is your Golden-Winged Flame... Sure enough, Jialing's body has your blood flowing in it! It's a pity, today, this bloodline is about to be broken!"

"You guy... What's going on!?"

Garuda's eyes narrowed slightly.

Golden-winged flame, that is the highest level of flame, although it does not contain the attribute of the star spirit, but even the strongest kind of star spirit does not dare to touch this flame with bare hands.

Not to mention the gods and Buddhas and pure-blooded dragon species, to them, this flame is a natural enemy.

But—

The current Sixteen Nights of Saigo has easily done it.

There are some special rules that protect each other.