In Jamba, the boy raised his hand.

"Prepare--"

He waved his hand and said, "Let it go!"

With a slight sound, a black cloud crossed the sky and flew towards the city wall in the distance.

The battle started again, and after the rain of arrows, countless people shouted and rushed forward.

The people of the Heavenly Taoist Church have been cheered up again.

Sacrifice, fighting, never before such a moment, they were so united.

Even if there is no spell, but the compatriots are still there, they have no reason to fail.

The boy galloped on the burning battlefield, with an arrow streaked across his face, but his eyes shining brighter than ever.

After missing two hundred years, he finally realized the breath of the former Ten Thousand Spirits Kingdom.

He recalled the education he had received in Huaguoshan since he was a child.

Unity.

Everything about Huaguoshan lies in these two words.

During the fight, the boy seemed to see a golden back standing in front of him.

Human race, monsters, everyone follows him.

They kept following the back and watching him change the world.

"Master, why should I accept them?"

When he was young, he didn't understand why he accepted so many monsters.

"Unity can defeat everything."

That voice once said.

The boy finally understood that as long as the will of all spirits gathered together, everything could be impossible.

These three realms are the three realms of all spirits!

In Lingshan, Emperor Gou Chen became stronger and stronger as he fought.

His light was like the hot sun, which made the surrounding Arhats unable to look directly, and the immortal body quickly cracked.

"Hahahaha, it's really different."

Gou Chen laughed loudly, his whole body surging in fighting spirit.

He felt the will of all beings, which was extremely powerful and invincible.

"Qinghua, do you want me to help you?"

Gou Chen shouted to Emperor Qinghua a hundred miles away.

There, flames almost enveloped the sky.

"Need not!"

The immortal light of Emperor Qinghua was vast and rushed by with infinite divine power. A large number of people fell, as if it was raining.

He also felt the thoughts of sentient beings.

The enthusiasm that gradually spreads in the four continents was amazing and I have never seen it before.

That passion was almost a monster that was devouring four continents.

People are looking forward to change, and people do not want to fail.

"Your Majesty is really missing!"

Emperor Qinghua thought that with so many wills, they would not lose to these monks.

A chaotic world, two golden lights are intertwined fiercely.

It was a gap between the three realms, and it did not belong to the human world. Two heavenly masters were fighting.

There was a loud roar, and a terrifying aura erupted from the world.

During the battle, Sun Wukong seemed to feel the summoning of the way of heaven.

His eyes flashed, and he saw through the void and saw the outside world.

Floating ships from Huaguo Mountain are flying continuously to the four continents, with fairy light shining everywhere. People of all spirits hold up the banner of the holy word, rushing to the battlefield one after another, lit up one pillar of all spirit fire after another.

Even if he left them, the power of the Heavenly Way of All Spirits is still increasing day by day.

"This is my people."

Sun Wukong said to the Buddha: "They are not bad!"

"Amitabha."

The Buddha did not answer, and the giant palm swept through the chaos, carrying the aura of heaven, bursting out a blood-red light.

Under the light, the stars fall and the space shakes.

Sun Wukong's soul turned into a phantom, carrying immortal light, like a shield, blooming with a bright light and enduring the attack of the Buddha.

"how so!"

The Buddha was surprised.

The two of them have been free from the constraints of their bodies and have been fighting here for a long time.

The Buddha's true spirit is shrouded in endless Buddha light, and it is extremely powerful.

He hoped to suppress Sun Wukong here, but found that it was impossible.

Thousands of lights hit Sun Wukong, making clanging sounds and constantly colliding.

In the huge roar, as powerful as the Buddha, he was shocked and truly turbulent, and the Buddha's light flickered and dark.

However, Sun Wukong was unscathed every time.

The Buddha was full of doubts. When talking about the Taoist practice of the True Spirit, the Jade Emperor was far inferior to him.

Sun Wukong has been practicing for only a hundred years, and his soul cannot catch up with his true spirit. In addition, he has no blessings from the heavenly way, so he should be slaughtered.

However, Sun Wukong showed strength that should not exist.

"Sun Wukong, why is your soul so powerful?"

The Buddha asked loudly.

"I've been fighting against the way of heaven."

Sun Wukong answered.

Since the birth of the Immortal Path of All Spirits, his soul has been fighting against it.

For a long time, his soul has been tempered and indestructible.

Even without a body, he still has the ability to be immortal.

Even if he has a thought, he can create another body.

"Since that's the case, why are you here?"

The Buddha asked.

If Sun Wukong's soul was really so powerful, he and the Buddha would not have let his soul leave his body so easily.

Sun Wukong did not resist, it was only because...

"You already know what we are going to do?"

The Buddha asked again.

"The only way to defeat me is this."

Sun Wukong replied calmly: "I have always wanted to get rid of the Wanling Map, but I can't do it. You guys helped me do it."

The Buddha frowned slightly: "Leave the map of all spirits?"

He suddenly felt shocked.

"Sun Wukong, you..."

The Buddha looked over in shock: "Does he say..."

"I am a protection, but at the same time, a constraint."

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "Only in this way can people in the Wanling Tu be free."

The Buddha changed his face.
Chapter completed!