Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Sun Wukong also stood on Huaguo Mountain, his eyes traveled through the void, and faced the Jade Emperor.

After half a breath, he withdrew his gaze and walked into the water curtain cave.

These days, he has been trying to break through the current shackles and step into the realm of Daluo Xuanxian.

The battle on Lingshan started first, and the demon soldiers collided with the heavenly soldiers on the coastline of the East China Sea.

Yuan Hong's eyes swept away, and finally fell on Yang Jian.

There was endless fighting intent in his eyes, and he seemed to be provocative.

Yang Jian's three-pointed, two-edged spear flicked, and his figure flew out towards Yuan Hong.

Marshal Tianpeng glanced at them, and just as he thought about it, a huge figure landed in front of him.

"You are Marshal Tianpeng? Let my old cow come and see your kung fu!" The Bull Demon King shouted in a deep voice.

The marshal of the canopy shook, and a nine-toothed rake was in his hand.

Not only the generals are fighting fiercely, but the heavenly soldiers and the demon soldiers are also fighting hard.

On Li Jing's side, seeing that Dongfang was already fighting, he immediately ordered.

"Nezha, even though I killed him for my father."

The Linglong Pagoda was thrown out by him first, heading towards the underground demon soldiers.

Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and pointed the fire-pointed spear towards the mortal world.

At this moment, the six-eared macaque jumped up from below and swept away the hardcore soldiers, many of the heavenly soldiers were swept away.

His goal, from beginning to end, was only Nezha.

The latter also knew that he was today's enemy, and a light drink came out of his mouth.

He was an old acquaintance with the six-eared macaque, and after spending some time in Huaguo Mountain, he became acquainted with him.

At that time, the realm of the six-eared macaque was low, and no one cared about him, but now he has not thought that it has become an existence that cannot be ignored under the seat of Sun Wukong.

The screams of killing all around Huaguo Mountain shook the sky. These two battlefields were the collision between the Heavenly Soldier and the Demon Soldier, and the duel between the Immortals and the Demon Race.

On the side of Emperor Zhenwu, they were facing the ancestor Ming He.

A Yuan Tu was constantly shuttled in the air, and Emperor Zhenwu actually had no way to do it.

And the four demon kings and demon generals under Styx are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Among the three heavenly soldiers of Heavenly Court, the lineup of Emperor Zhenwu is a little weaker, but it is still such a strong enemy.

Asuras are bloodthirsty, but the blood of the heavenly soldiers can arouse their fighting spirit even more.

They charge like a herd of beasts, without any rules to speak of, but they are extremely ferocious.

Emperor Zhenwu's face sank completely, his sleeve robe shook, and several peach wood swords were swept out from the inside and slashed towards the four demon kings.

Ming He sneered, and a huge red lotus flower bloomed in the air. With a few taps of his footsteps, he leaped into the sky, with Yuan Tu accompanying him.

"Emperor Zhenwu is such a big name."

Ancestor Ming He sneered and manipulated Yuan Tu to slash towards Zhenwu Emperor.

The latter had a total of eighteen peach wood swords, which were gathered by his side at this time, forming a sword formation.

He looked at the multi-karma red lotus in the air, his face was a little dignified.

To the west of Huaguo Mountain, a white figure stood in the air.

Behind her, there are Manjushri and Samantabhadra and a group of Arhats and Buddhas sent by Buddhism.

This is the quietest place in the entire Huaguoshan battlefield.

Guanyin Bodhisattva just stood there, and after a few breaths, she raised her toes.

A voice came unhurriedly.

"If you want to pass here, you have to ask Lu Seng."

A few people looked at it, not knowing whether it was because they didn't pay attention before, or the person just came, in short, there was a red monk sitting there.

Manjushri and Puxian knew him, and many Arhats in Western religions died at his hands.

And he is Jin Chanzi, the most beloved disciple of the Tathagata, but now he came out of the teaching and returned to Huaguo Mountain.

His current name is the monk in red.

Avalokiteshvara pulled the willow branch out of the jade vase, and brought out a splash of water, which spread towards the monk in red.

The latter raised his head, and the water droplets became extremely dazzling in the sunlight.

That drop of water is not Guanyin's method of killing.

Among the drops of water that the monk in red saw, there was everything in his past.

The Tathagata put his hand on his head and taught him the Dharma.

How he became an indispensable existence in Buddhism step by step.

In Leiyin Temple, when the Tathagata preached the Dharma, he fell asleep.