The white-clothed Venerable unfolded his divine ring, and his whole body was extremely dazzling, just like Sun Wukong, completing his transformation.

"You have a reason to move forward."

He said to Sun Wukong: "But I also have reasons to not be defeated."

A piece of red fire appeared around him, shining in the void, and the True Ru Venerable came to the world.

The mighty power of the sky made everyone feel palpitations.

"I feel... I can even use his tricks."

The voice of the white-clothed Venerable seemed to absorb the fiery fighting spirit.

Behind him, everything collapsed, the flames and lotus rose like a mountain, red, crystal clear, and emitting a terrifying aura.

The lotus trembled and a petal bloomed. At this moment, a phoenix hovered up, and a billion golden lights flooded the entire battlefield.

"this……"

Everyone was shocked. What kind of phoenix is ​​lingering in ancient flames and crossing the long river of time.

This is a Hongmeng creature, which comes from a distant past and was recreated by the Venerable White Clothing.

"This spell is weird!"

Sun Wukong is ready for battle.

The lotus continued to tremble, blooming with another petal, a candle dragon flew out, its slender body coiled in chaos, its divine light was like rain, and its light was magnificent in the sky.

A flower blooms, and a beast appears.

The monsters appeared one by one, turning into a blazing light, crowding the battlefield, and they were all roaring to fight against Sun Wukong.

"Nothing is stronger than them!"

The Venerable in White looked up at the sky and thought.

Every monster here is a real monster.

Although their power is far less than that of the Venerable summoned, it is enough.

"go!"

The white-clothed Venerable said, and the monster rushed towards Sun Wukong with a blazing light, magnificent and countless miles long.

Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop and turned into a rainbow light to rush towards the beast group.

He collided with the vast light, and immediately a terrifying storm broke out. The fire covered the sky and the sun, and the road waves were vast, sweeping tens of thousands of miles.

"Wow!"

Countless Buddhist sons lost their magic power and fell from chaos.

The whole chaos was trembling, and in the Star Palace, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the earth was filled with cracked cracks.

"Good."

The Buddha stood on the charred earth and used his magic power to protect his side's safety.

He raised his head, and a red light shone brightly, fighting fiercely with the beasts.

The two emperors of heaven were fighting, but they brought disaster to all living beings in the heavenly palace. The death energy was everywhere in the star palace, and the seven treasure pool was also exhausted.

"I don't know how long this war will last."

The Buddha thought so.

boom!

A vast cloud of fire appeared in the chaos, like the starry sky shattering, bursting out the most dazzling stream of light, splashing everywhere, falling to the earth, the star palace shook violently again, and the earth cracked.

Even if the Buddha has a huge magic power, he cannot withstand such repeated impacts.

The earth of the Star Palace, the sky collapses and the earth is broken, ghosts cry and gods howl, and the water in the Seven Treasure Pool passes away quickly.

"Buddha!"

A novice monk knelt in front of the Buddha: "Please save us!"

The Buddha looked over and saw that the novice monk was crying. He didn't look like a Buddhist son of the Pure Land, but he was clearly a boy.

"Come here."

Before the Buddha asked the novice monk to leave, he touched his head: "Do you want to convert to the monk?"

"I do."

The novice monk answered.

The Buddha smiled and then raised his head: "Come here."

The boundless crowd came to him, seeking his protection.

"Buddha, what is the true Tao?"

Someone asked on his knees.

The Buddha unfolded his Dharma image, his eyes drooped down, and looked down at the common people.

"The so-called true way is all in your heart..."

A sense of mission surged in his heart.

In this vast world, no real Buddhist son has been born.

Now, it's time to save them!

Chaos, every inch of space is shrouded in war, and monsters are overwhelming, suppressing Sun Wukong.

Their blood was soaring to the sky and was extremely powerful. In a violent collision, Sun Wukong cracked all over and coughed up blood and flew out.

The golden cudgel took off from his hand and fell to the Star Palace like a pillar of fire.

At this moment, the chaos was silent, everyone looked over, is Sun Wukong going to lose?

"Master!"

Daji and others changed their color and flew towards Sun Wukong.

"Stop!"

But Sun Wukong called them.

He stabilized his body, stretched out his hand and the golden cudgel penetrated the world and flew back to the palm of his hand.

"it's useless."

The white-clothed Venerable looked at Sun Wukong. His monsters were still intact, but Sun Wukong was covered in blood, and it was obvious that he had been supporting him for a while.

The light of the golden cudgel is also dimming.

"Give up!"

The white-clothed Venerable was in a high mood and said, "These monsters are not much weaker than Buddhist beads, and they have an immortal body. They can be reborn from the fire, and you can't defeat them!"

"joke!"

A flame rose on Sun Wukong.

His flames were not as vigorous as before, but they were boiling like real blood, stimulating his fighting spirit.

"I'll interrupt your fantasy!"

Sun Wukong rushed up.

The monster roared and dived, colliding with him, the space collapsed, rumbling and roaring, making the soul tremble.

"King."

Daji looked at the battlefield with a heart-wrenching grudge.

One sea of ​​fire after another blooms in chaos, splendid to the extreme.

That was Sun Wukong's flame, his immortal will.

"Okay, that's great!"

The white-clothed Venerable sneered: "The stronger you are, the stronger I am."

The lotus behind him bloomed again, and monsters rose up and joined the battlefield.

"Sun Wukong, this is the true power of Emperor Fankong."

"This is a power you cannot match!"

The Venerable in White looked at Sun Wukong, intending to see his desperate expression.

However, what he saw made his heart sank.

Sun Wukong, who was fighting, was already exhausted, his body and soul were burning, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not decrease, but became more and more vigorous.

"White clothes, I admit your strength."

Sun Wukong's body was split, but he did not stop fighting: "It's a pity that even if you get the power of the God of War, you will not be the God of War!"
To be continued...