"It's almost done."

He stood under the colorful Bodhi tree and looked at the battlefield that turned into a sea of ​​light.

The Buddhist children on the edge of the battlefield are all running away frantically. If they are slower, they will turn into ashes.

This is a terrifying battlefield and the most beautiful battlefield.

Countless lights of the great way are broken in the battlefield, the old order is destroyed, and the new way of heaven is born.

The blood-red mark shines brightly in the center of the battlefield, with amazing fighting spirit.

"It's about to be sublimated."

The Venerable in White knew that Sun Wukong's fighting spirit had reached its peak.

In the center of the battlefield, Emperor Yao's heavenly sword pierced Sun Wukong.

"That's amazing."

Sun Wukong's sternum was broken and his body was full of holes, and he could not stop the lightning from raging in the wound.

"This is the first time someone hurt me like this."

He said.

Emperor Yao's eyes were red: "Why don't you die?"

He ignited the way of heaven and sacrificed himself. Isn’t it enough to defeat Sun Wukong?

Sun Wukong held the hilt tightly and pulled it out of his chest inch by inch.

One after another, flames ignited his wounds, and the flesh and blood seemed to be burning.

"I'm immortal."

Sun Wukong said.

He raised the golden cudgel.
Chapter completed!