Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

At this moment, Ksitigarbha Buddha grinned, revealing bloodshot teeth.

In the past, he did one good a day, but in these hundreds of years, he has done several evils a day.

When the soul is liberated, a person can become stronger.

At the beginning of human beings, nature is inherently evil.

There are too many rules and regulations of heaven.

This is why many devils are always easy to develop to the point where they cannot be solved.

He has indeed become stronger, so strong that even in the face of Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque, he feels that the opponent has no chance of winning.

He spit out an extremely odd syllable, sour and harsh.

The thunder struck by the six-eared macaque disappeared under the magic of this syllable.

Sun Wukong pointed out several fingers one after another, and golden light bloomed on his fingertips.

clang clang clang.

With three consecutive soft sounds, the offensive was defused.

A scream came at this moment.

"Monster!"

The six-eared macaque turned to look helplessly, only to find that it was the gorgeously dressed woman. During the day, Sun Wukong once said that she had a phoenix on her body, so she was a princess.

In the hall, several people poured out. The man at the head was wearing a dragon robe, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was also shocked.

"Come, come... Come, come and invite the national teacher!" The Tang emperor shouted.

The battle is not interrupted by the presence of a few mortals.

Ksitigarbha Buddha's gaze towards the Tang Emperor was a bit fiery, which was why he came here.

The emperor is the master of a country, and the dragon energy is all tied to him. For a country like Tang, the dragon energy is even more prosperous. It is a good thing for him to eat the luck of this country.

At this time, Sun Wukong moved, and the wishful golden hoop rod appeared in his hand at an unknown time.

While his figure jumped forward, the six-eared macaque jumped upwards.

Having lived together for a long time, this pair of master and servant has long since born a tacit understanding that does not require words.

Sun Wukong made a stick.

It's just the most mundane style of play, without any magical powers there.

But even this most mundane move made him absolutely gorgeous.

The six-eared macaque suddenly grew bigger in the air, and the Xingxin iron-core soldier seemed to be able to cross the void and hit the Ksitigarbha Buddha.

At this time, Ksitigarbha Buddha looked at the two of them, but suddenly grew four extra arms.

The three arms on one side grabbed Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and the other side was the Xunxin iron soldier who caught the six-eared macaque.

Sun Wukong gave a deep drink, and a flame ignited on the golden hoop.

This is one of his five hundred years of harvest, ordinary fire.

Also called soot fire.

The name is ordinary and plain, with a cheap taste, but it is a kind of fire that is not weaker than the real fire of five flavors.

The flames jumped up to Ksitigarbha King's arm. The latter didn't seem to be in pain, but he let go of his hand holding the golden hoop stick immediately.

Sun Wukong's body took another step forward, and a thunderstorm exploded in his palm, sending it to the chest of the Tibetan King.

The six-eared macaque abandoned the Xingxin Iron Soldier, his body suddenly flipped in the air, and landed behind the Ksitigarbha Buddha.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's brows suddenly wrinkled.

There is no doubt that the thunder in his palm hit Ksitigarbha Buddha.

But it doesn't seem to have any effect.

At this time, Ksitigarbha Buddha grinned and ripped open his clothes. On his chest, there was actually a human head, chewing the thunder in the palm that Sun Wukong sent.

And the six-eared macaque behind him also saw a head facing him on his shoulder.

The heads before and after are all showing the color of greed.

The annoyance between Sun Wukong's eyebrows became even heavier.

The six-eared macaque stretched out its palm forward, and the Xingxin Iron Soldier flew back into his hand.

He smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, are we one by one?"

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel and said indifferently: "I can't take another look at this dirty thing, let's fight it quickly."

The two rushed towards King Jizo again.

This level of battle is no longer something that a small Chang'an city can withstand.

If it wasn't for the dragon energy above this city that had been protecting this place, I'm afraid this place would have been crushed to the ground long ago.

Ksitigarbha Buddha's hands and six arms are intertwined, each forming six Dharma seals.