The empress was still a pitiful little child and was adopted by me

"So strong!"

Sun Wukong was completely stunned, looking at the Buddha who was suppressed under the iron rod and could not move, the boss with his mouth open.

He felt that his three views had been turned upside down.

He has long heard of the prestige of the Buddha in the West Heaven, although he is clamoring for the old man, but the real face of him is still empty.

Just a spirit body, just a palm pressed down, in his eyes, as if the sky had fallen, made him breathless.

And the master used his hairless giant ape to go down with a stick, and the Buddha was suppressed, this is too terrifying, it's incredible!

It turns out that the extreme of the stick method can sweep the invincible!

If he learns the fighting method, then does he also have such supreme strength?

Moreover, what shocked him the most was the strength of the master!

He knew that the master was very strong and strong, but at most, it would be a Da Luo Jin Immortal or a quasi-saint, and he would not surpass the Buddha.

But now it seems that even those saints who stand at the top are not as good as the master, right?

Heavenly Court and the others were already frightened, and the backers of Heavenly Court were actually suppressed in an instant.

Those heavenly soldiers and generals all knelt on the ground one by one, without the slightest thought of resisting, and they couldn't raise their heads because of the powerful aura of the giant ape.

Some of the fairies even fell to their knees.

In their hearts, there is only deep despair left!

Their backer, the Buddha has been suppressed, who else can save the heavens?

Why is the background of this monkey so terrifying?

"Senior, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding, we have no intention of hurting the disciples of our predecessors, and we ask our seniors to raise their noble hands!"

A group of immortal monarchs begged bitterly, looking hopefully in the direction of Mo Qianqian.

When Sun Wukong had no background, they hoped that Sun Wukong would be suppressed, but now, it is a misunderstanding.

This reversal is too fast!

Sun Wukong sneered, this group of bastards, he was almost suppressed just now!

However, Nantianmen has been blasted, and the qi in his heart has come out.

"Master, let's go, the apprentice hopes that one day he can rely on his own strength to make them surrender."

After this battle, Sun Wukong has grown a lot and become more resolute!

He understands that strength is everything!

But Mo Qianqian shook his head, his gaze looking in a certain direction.

At this time, the giant ape raised the iron rod again and looked in that direction fiercely.

"Amitabha, donor, I'm afraid you can't go yet."

At this moment, suddenly a huge and magnificent voice resounded, transmitted from the sky.

"Huh!"

A simple and vicissitudes of bronze stupa, with a strong smell of Zen incense, crossed the ten thousand worlds in an instant and landed on the heavenly court.

The bronze ancient pagoda, simple and heavy, is carved with various patterns, and a vast air machine flows, which makes people can't help but have the urge to worship.

Buzz!

The light of the Buddha flickered, ancient and vicissitudes, as if it had crossed the barrier of time and descended on the heavens.

On the bronze ancient pagoda, there is a monk sitting cross-legged, his treasure is solemn, and there is a Buddha nature between his eyebrows, which seems to be in harmony with the avenue.

The eighth saint of heaven and earth in the world, Amitabha!

At this moment, above the heavenly court, all the immortal officials and gods trembled and knelt down.

"Meet the saints!"

At this moment, everyone was extremely excited.

Heaven is saved!

If the Buddha is saved!

As soon as the saint comes out, the world is invincible!

The saint is indeed very strong, standing at the top of the world, the Great Dao revolves around him, as if guarding him, and his strength has reached an unimaginable realm.

He is the master of the heavens and all worlds, he is a saint, and the faith of countless people, he is the master of all living beings!

Thundered!

The pagoda rises and falls, and the rainbow is hundreds of millions of wisps, shrouding the heavens.

"Fellow Daoist, let Rulai go, this matter can be revealed."

Amitabha Buddha said lightly.

His eyes are calm and distant, as if he can see everything, which makes people awe-inspired.

"Released?"

Sun Wukong was stunned.

"Forget it?"

Everyone in the heavenly court was also stunned, Amitabha, is this soft?

His own quasi-saint was suppressed, and he was released and just forget it?

Don't you want the face of the saint?

This is too embarrassing!

However, when the saint spoke, no one dared to speak at this time, just watching, who would be better in the confrontation between the two saints!

"He deceived my disciple and suppressed him for five hundred years, and took this as a warning."

Mo Qianqian said lightly, he didn't even look back at Amitabha, the saint of heaven and earth.

It was this kind of ignorance that made Amitabha frown.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to do this?"

Amitabha Buddha asked again, he didn't want to clash with Mo Qianqian, after all, the strength of the other party was very strong, and he didn't know how strong the other party was, so he had to be cautious.

He can't see through Mo Qianqian's strength!

Even, there is no sense of danger on his body, as if he is an ordinary ordinary person.

If you can persuade Mo Qianqian to let Rulai go, that is the best ending.

If not...

Then the face of the saint of heaven and earth, naturally, too!

Mo Qianqian may be strong, but it can't be strong enough to surpass the saints, right?

The soul of the saint is entrusted to the avenue of heaven and earth, immortal and immortal!

"Five hundred years is not much, if you say more, I don't mind suppressing you with him."

Mo Qianqian slowly turned his head and said lightly, looking like he was not afraid of the saints of heaven and earth.

"Master, cow break!"

Sun Wukong looked at his master with admiration, and the blood in his heart boiled, with a strong master, this feeling is crooked!

Everyone in the Heavenly Court swallowed their saliva, this mysterious master who splashed monkeys was too domineering!

He even said that the saints would be suppressed together!

Amitabha Buddha also smiled, five hundred years is not much, for the quasi-saint, but it is only a moment.

But it's not a matter of time, it's the face, it's the face of the Buddha, it's the face of the Buddha's land!

If the Buddha is really suppressed for 500 years, it will be a terrifying blow to the entire Buddha land!

Because, once this matter is spread, then the Buddha land will lose face and faith will be greatly damaged.

He was sanctified by faith, and this huge blow might make him fall into the Holy Realm!

"Fellow Daoist, can't you discuss?"

Amitabha Buddha sighed lightly, he looked at Mo Qianqian, and said in a solemn tone.

"I never intended to consult with you."

Mo Qianqian shook his head.

Amitabha's face darkened, and then, his eyes gradually became sharp.

"In that case, the giant ape of the Taoist friend can't stop me!"

Amitabha Buddha looked at the giant ape who stood up to the sky to suppress the Buddha, this giant ape is indeed very strong, but in the eyes of a true saint, it is still not worth mentioning.

Boom!

He reached out and slapped it straight at the ape's head.

The void cracked, the Three Realms shook, and the holy power permeated, this is an invisible deterrent!

This is the power of the saints of heaven and earth!

This is the supreme saint's peerless means of attack!

Since the birth of the saint, it has always been synonymous with invincibility!