Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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This is Wu breaking the firmament, this is the king’s blow, the power of a kick, shaking the firmament, the legs have not arrived, but the terrifying qi machine has rushed to the face.

“How daring!”

The Buddha light between Shakya Rulai’s eyebrows shone, extremely brilliant, and a Buddha bell took shape, terrifyingly, towards Jiang Hao.

“The so-called magical powers, under my fists and feet, are all powder!”

The golden Buddha bell was kicked and shattered by Jiang Hao, and Shakya Rulai seemed to have expected it, he chanted the sound of Buddha light, and behind it appeared immeasurable Buddha light, manifesting the Dharma body and supporting him.

Jiang Hao stepped into the void, disillusioned step by step, and as he walked under his feet, the void was shattered like a mirror, and at the same time there was a long golden river, mighty, running through the sky, this is a mighty river.

“If I don’t beat you up, there is a breath in my heart, uneven!”

Jiang Hao drank heavily, closed his feet and took out his palms, and the jade-like palm burst out, driving the breath of the years, the palms contained countless martial arts, and more laws fell, like a waterfall, killing Shakya Rulai.

“Are you?”

Shakya Rulai smiled, he seemed to recognize Jiang Hao, and saw that the Buddha light around him was vast, and the power of the heavens was surging up, condensing in his palm, and the same palm was slapped.

“Boom!”

This is a big collision, a big duel, two palms collide, and the power is like the sky is shattered.

Shakya Rulai is really strong, and Da Luo Golden Immortal is also strong and weak, and he must be standing in the extremely strong group.

“Annihilation!”

Jiang Hao had to use Xeon martial arts, the space instantly froze, time froze at this moment, and a Yuanshen villain who was exactly the same as Jiang Hao walked out from his spiritual platform.

The villain walks slowly, but quickly, because everything is static.

The villain came to the front of Shakya Rulai, and it slapped out a palm, which destroyed the decay, tearing everything apart, like an immortal king killing in the sky.

“Snap!”

Shakya Rulai was slapped in the face, he was violently fanned out, the golden body of the Buddha was shattered, and several cracks could be clearly seen on his face.

“Buddha!!”

Manjushri Bodhisattva and the four Dharma Protectors were shocked and were taken aback, in their impression, Buddha was invincible, how had he ever had such a embarrassing scene.

“Da Luo Golden Immortal is Da Luo Golden Immortal, I thought this palm could beat you!”

Jiang Hao stood above the firmament, his white clothes fluttering, and he looked at Shakya Rulai like this, his black eyes were deep and distant.

“Why are you here?”

Sun Wukong, who suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain, was very shocked, he never thought that Jiang Hao would come here, and he left with a determination to die.

“The great story of Journey to the West is now because of me, if I don’t come, I will definitely feel guilty in my heart!”

“This is not the way I want!”

Jiang Hao rarely took it seriously, and it also made Sun Wukong very moved, but the latter sentence was instantly broken.

“Grand-Heaven-Great-Saint, Monkey King! Now it’s embarrassed like a dog, how can I miss this rare wonderful scene? Jiang Hao said with a smile.

Monkey King: “………”

“Master Jiang, what he said is very much, it just makes the little monk feel a lot!”

“Look, that person is like a dog, full of love and hate in the sea of suffering, and it is difficult to escape the fate of this world.”

The Tang monk stepped over, he suddenly pointed a finger at Sun Wukong, and then said such a very zen word.

Jiang Hao: “…………………”

Monkey King: “…………………”

The sudden arrival of the Tang monk was beyond everyone’s expectations, and even Jiang Hao was taken aback.

“Sure enough, it’s you, golden cicada! Have you recovered your memory? Shakya Rulai still sits cross-legged in the sky, looking down on all beings.

The injuries on his face recovered quickly, but in a few words, everything recovered like this, he was still the supreme Buddha who was extremely majestic and compassionate.

“Yes, my Buddha, I’m back!”

The Tang monk suddenly closed his eyes, and the surrounding Hanhai-like mental power, merit, and faith surged and blazing, and at this moment, he was almost one with the entire spirit mountain, he seemed to have never moved in thousands of lives, peaceful and detached.

This is an ancient Buddha, although the breath is restrained, but still gives people a pressing pressure, the golden cicada regained his strength, he returned.

“Take him away and don’t come again!”

The golden cicada left such a sentence, and then blocked in front of Shakya Rulai alone.

“Hey, can’t you just let me pretend to be a comparison? Always rob me of my prestige! Jiang Hao shook his head slightly and sighed, do you say that it is easy for him to make up his mind to come this time.

“Seven-style sword intent: chaotic slash!”

Jiang Hao waved his hand to summon the Shocking Silence Knife, and swung the knife to slash at the Five Finger Mountain that was pressing on Sun Wukong’s body.

“Amitabha! Xitian Bliss is not waiting, you can come if you want, you can leave if you want! ”

Manjushri Bodhisattva made a move, she held the Vajra sword and slashed out, the golden sword qi was dazzling, and a sword cut through the wind and clouds.

This sword is very extraordinary, and the sword contains supreme wisdom, this is the wisdom sword.

“Take refuge in my Buddha!”

The four Great Protectors stood tall in the west, and the murderous qi machine locked Jiang Hao, obviously they were not only unwilling to let Sun Wukong go, but even Jiang Hao also wanted to cross it. _

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