Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

"Why are there variables among the Buddhist scripture-seeking team?!"

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin looked at each other with shock on their faces.

Even Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes fluctuated slightly at this moment.

"Senior brother, please give us a helping hand to see clearly who is the variable among these masters and disciples!"

Saint Zhunti shouted angrily and immediately increased his magic output.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded and input mana into the Tianji Formation without reservation.

Boom!

Thunder and lightning raged in the clouds, as if they were about to erupt in the next moment.

In Zixiao Palace.

Ancestor Hongjun's face was gloomy and scary. He took a step forward and disappeared.

On the thirty-third heaven, the Supreme Lord in Tusita Palace raised his head towards the sky, his gaze seemed to penetrate the three realms and point directly at chaos!
"The three saints joined forces to spy on the secrets of heaven. Could it be that they want to completely destroy the Three Realms?"

After hesitating for a moment, Taishang Laojun raised his hand and threw a mysterious Bagua formation far away to Beiju Luzhou, shrouding Tang San's master and disciples in it.

"The formation of Tushita Palace given to me by the main body, coupled with the influence of the Tribulation of Journey to the West in the Three Realms, I hope it can cover up one or two things."

Taishang Laojun still hopes to benefit from the calamity of traveling to the west.

Although he was controlled by Tang Sanzong's Demon Heart Seed.

But he had a vague feeling that Tang San's burial and disrupting the journey to the west was an opportunity for him!
An opportunity to completely transcend the three realms!
To put it ten thousand steps back, even if he cannot transcend in the end, it is still an opportunity for him to make a lot of money in Tushita Palace!

If you miss the journey to the west, you will never have this opportunity again.

The entire deficit of Tushita Palace depends on this.

Lingxiao Palace.

The list of gods in the Jade Emperor's hand began to tremble.

Streams of divine power overflowed from above.

As a partial manifestation of the will of heaven, the changes in the list of gods shocked the Jade Emperor even more than the previous thefts of the Lingxiao Palace and the Heavenly Treasure House!

After all, what happened before was that the magic weapon was lost.

But now...

The heavens were shaken, this is something more dangerous than calamity!

"Teacher, Laolao!"

At this moment, the Jade Emperor, like a college student on the verge of failing a course, immediately sent a distress signal to Patriarch Hongjun.

Hell.

On the road to Huangquan, Po Meng, who was distributing Meng Po soup to the ghosts of the past, suddenly frowned and disappeared with the spoon in her hand.

When the ghosts in line saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and then swarmed towards the back of where Po Meng was standing.

There are six slender bridges leading to six slowly rotating black holes.

This black hole is the embodiment of the will of the six realms of reincarnation in the underworld!

The path of gods, the path of humanity, the path of Shura, the path of hell, the path of hungry ghosts, the path of animals!

The black hole whirlpool of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is far or near from where Po Meng originally stood.

The corresponding difficulty of reincarnation is also from high to low.

The Divine Path is the farthest and the most difficult to reincarnate.

The animal realm is the closest and has the lowest difficulty in reincarnation.

At this moment, Po Meng was no longer here to hand out the restraints of Meng Po Tang, and all the ghosts rushed towards the Tianshen Road in a swarm.

I thought I could take advantage of this opportunity.

Available in the next second.

"what!"

"Spare my life!"

These ghosts had just stepped onto the bridge of Tianshen Road. Before they could take a few more steps, they fell uncontrollably into the underworld below.

Completely turned into ashes.

There is no chance of reincarnation anymore.

At this moment, the six realms of reincarnation were shaken.

The ghosts in the eighteenth level of hell screamed miserably.

Some ghosts were even wiped out into ashes!
King Yama's body shook uncontrollably, and the tables, chairs and benches in the hall were thrown around. "Damn it! What's going on?"

"Come on, come on, come on, go find out, what happened?"

"Could it be that the monkey attacked again? Didn't you receive the drill notice from above?!"

Nineteen levels below the eighteen levels of hell.

It seemed like someone had opened their eyes, making the originally dark space become a lot brighter.

The figure of a woman was clearly visible, but her face was still hidden in the darkness.

Po Meng appeared here with a spoon in her hand.

"Empress?!"

Po Meng's voice was a little excited, and she couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to hug the woman in front of her.

Wow!

But in one fell swoop, it was all in vain.

"This is just a shadow created by my power, not a real body."

Empress Houtu smiled softly: "Zhunti, Jieyin and Yuanshi Tianzun forcibly activated the Tianji Formation in order to spy on the variables of calamity, which caused the Heavenly Dao to rebel."

"It's because of a strange combination of circumstances that Heaven's suppression of me has been reduced a lot."

"Then the empress can return to the world as soon as possible?" Po Meng said with excitement.

"Easier said than done."

Empress Houtu raised her eyes and looked up, through the nineteen levels of hell, her eyes fell on the three saints of Zhunti in the chaos.

After pausing for a moment, his eyes turned to Tang San's masters and disciples in Luzhou, Beiju.

Then he raised his hand and blessed it with a force unique to the tunnel.

"As I said before, Tang Sanzong is the key figure who can influence the calamity of Journey to the West."

Po Meng frowned and said with some worry: "Then now... wouldn't it be dangerous for Tang San to be buried?"

Empress Houtu laughed contemptuously: "Three Saints Wentian, I want to see if he can ignore this matter?"

"What do you mean, the empress?" Mrs. Meng pointed upward.

"The Three Realms are in a calamity of traveling to the west, and the heavenly secrets are already in chaos. Now with the addition of Tang San's burial, if the Three Saints really come up with a result..."

"Can Hongjun withstand Tiandao's counterattack?"

……

Deep in chaos.

The dark red calamity clouds around him became increasingly dense.

The people who were pressed were almost out of breath.

Saint Zhunti, Saint Jieyin and Yuanshi Tianzun are still casting spells.

We have reached the final step, and we are about to see the real changes.

In the great formation of Tianji, the scene of Tang San burying his master and disciples kept changing.

Sometimes Sun Xing is revealed, sometimes he is revealed to punish the eight realms, kill not all...

In the end, it settled on Tang Sanzong.

"Is... Tang San's burial?!" Saint Zhunti's words were filled with shock.

But this scene only lasted for a moment before it was affected by some kind of force.

The picture changed again, still showing the four masters and disciples.

Can't find out!
How can this be? !
The three saints personally took action to seek the secret of heaven, but they couldn't detect the variables?

"Oops, the thunder tribulation is coming!" Saint Zhunti looked shocked.

Rumble!
Click!

A bolt of thunder struck down, carrying endless power.

The speed of falling down seemed extremely slow, like an old ox pulling a cart.

The path of lightning is visible to the naked eye.

But where the thunder struck, even the void was collapsing, the space was distorting, and even the chaos was cracking!
Zhunti's expression suddenly changed and he cursed loudly: "Damn it, uncle, you are trying to kill me!"

(End of this chapter)