Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

Tang Monk's golden light enveloped the monkeys and the scriptures.

"Let's go!" Tang Seng strode out of Lingshan.

Countless magic weapons smashed towards him, but those magic weapons could not break his golden light.

"It turns out that you were deceived by Randang!" Tathagata said, looking at the golden light.

"Lie?" Tang Seng looked at Tathagata and said, "Where is the great way? I can feel it. Why do you always see profit calculation in your eyes?"

"You can't go anywhere today!" Tathagata shouted seriously, "I said! Even if Randeng comes, it will be useless!"

At this time, Randeng was on his way to Lingshan.

"Hahahaha. Ancient Buddha, where are you going?" Maitreya appeared and blocked his way.

"I'm going to talk to Tathagata. Why do you want to come with me?" Ran Deng asked with a sneer.

"Ancient Buddha, you are already a Buddha of the past!

Please stop meddling in other people's business. You should help me now!

Let’s work together to make Tathagata leave Lingshan!
It's not that Tathagata hasn't left yet, but you've created trouble again." Maitreya Buddha said murderously.

The old monk looked at him with a smile.

"You are always dreaming!" The old monk shook his head and said, "There is nothing wrong with Tathagata's Dharma. He just sat there for too long and has forgotten what sentient beings look like.

And from the beginning to the end, you have never seen clearly where your path is!

What qualifications do you have to enter Lingshan?"

"Then today I'll let you see why I do that!" Maitreya smiled even more brightly.

"Come, let me see first!" A bolt of lightning fell, and Zhang Qingdi appeared in front of him.

"Emperor Zhang Qing, this is my Buddhist business. Do you want to interfere?" Maitreya asked Zhang Qingdi coldly.

“This is my elder, his business is my business!

"Who cares about Buddhism or Taoism?" Zhang Qingdi replied in a loud voice.

The old monk laughed loudly upon hearing this, and Zhang Qingdi turned to the old monk and said, "If you can't beat him, come back quickly and we'll make other plans.

I don't want to have to fight my way up to Lingshan Mountain and only be able to snatch your relics. Don't let them crush your relics and throw them away."

The old monk understood that Zhang Qingdi really cared about him, but most people were not used to this kind of expression.

"You two have a really good relationship!" Maitreya said sarcastically.

"Our feelings are genuine! Unlike you, your relationship with your grandfather and father is just false." Zhang Qingdi said sarcastically.

"What Grandpa Emperor! Father Emperor?" Maitreya asked in confusion.

"Aren't you the crown prince for eternity in Buddhism?" Emperor Zhang Qing said murderously. "Well, now it seems that the throne will be taken away by Grandpa Huang again!
Then you may not even be qualified to be the crown prince.

Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful!"

The old monk looked in the direction of Lingshan Mountain and said to Zhang Qingdi, "Be careful!"

"I'll give you this sentence as well." Zhang Qingdi said to the old monk.

Zhang Qingdi is a master at attracting monsters...

Originally Maitreya wanted to block the old monk's way, but now he just wants to kill Zhang Qingdi.

"You came here to seek death today, so I killed you! Even the Three Pure Ones can't blame me!" Maitreya shouted at Zhang Qingdi.

These words were obviously not meant for Zhang Qingdi to hear.

"You! I came to save you, how come you are looking for death?" Zhang Qingdi said sarcastically. "Don't you think about it? The old monk is going to Lingshan.

You still come here to block the way, you don't have the strength to do so."

Maitreya was furious, and his anger was surging like a storm!

Zhang Qingdi stood in the strong wind, but was not affected by it at all.

But the wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The sound of chanting scriptures continued to ring in Zhang Qingdi's ears.

Countless Arhats and Vajras appeared in this strong wind.

They had their eyes closed, but suddenly their eyes widened.

They stood up one by one in the strong wind and shook off the yellow sand on their bodies.

The wind is too strong! There is too much sand!

The strong wind carried yellow sand and blew fiercely towards Zhang Qingdi.

"Set!" Zhang Qingdi stretched out his finger and tapped lightly.

As soon as the word "ding" was spoken, the yellow sand storm was actually stopped.

"Tathagata has a wind-calming bead. I didn't expect that you don't have one, but can still calm my wind!" Maitreya said with slight approval.

"What's the point of Ding your Feng! Today I will beat you up again!" Zhang Qingdi snorted coldly.

"Zhang Qingdi, the biggest flaw of this monster of yours is that you are too arrogant!" Maitreya said with a smile.

Although Zhang Qingdi controlled the yellow wind and sand, he could not control the Vajra and Arhats.

At this time, they all arrived in front of Zhang Qingdi.

Each of these Vajra and Arhat is two or three meters tall.

When they arrived in front of Zhang Qingdi, they took out their magic weapons and smashed them down at him.

Rumble!
Thunder sounded in the sky, and Zhang Qingdi didn't have to take action himself.

The falling thunder smashed them to pieces one by one.

Zhang Qingdi looked at Maitreya and said, "Why should I be modest with my strength? I am not a prince for hundreds of millions of years. Why do I need to act like a grandson?"

Maitreya laughed loudly upon hearing this, and the more he laughed, the angrier he became. Zhang Qingdi walked up to Maitreya in one step and punched him.

This is just a test punch!
As a result, Zhang Qingdi didn't hit anything with this punch.

"Emperor Zhang Qing, you underestimate a Buddha!" ​​Maitreya said as he slapped out with his palm.

Zhang Qingdi was knocked three or four feet away by this slap!
"What kind of Buddha is the Future Buddha!" ​​Zhang Qingdi said shamelessly.

"Hahaha!"

"You are smiling happily. It seems that you agree with my point of view." Zhang Qingdi continued to mock.

Zhang Qingdi had fought with the old monk before, and the most troublesome thing for Zhang Qingdi was that once he started fighting, it would be difficult for his attacks to hit them!

Every time Zhang Qingdi's fist would miss, the old monk's fist would hit him accurately.

This made Zhang Qingdi feel helpless and furious every time.

However, this Maitreya is a little inferior to the old monk. Zhang Qingdi's previous test has at least given him some clues.

The Qingping sword is unsheathed!
Emperor Zhang Qing sent the sword out!
It seemed like an ordinary sword, but the green sword energy was truly terrifying!
But Maitreya stretched out his palm and slapped it lightly, breaking Zhang Qingdi's sword energy.

At this moment, Zhang Qingdi was like a tough and reckless man.

One sword after another!
The sword energy was truly majestic, but it was shattered by Maitreya's palm!
It can be seen that Maitreya is having a lot of fun.

Zhang Qingdi stopped, and Maitreya said with some lingering feeling, "It's really fun to see your sword energy shattered! Hahaha!"

Faced with such ridicule, Lord Qingdi chose to forgive verbally and fight back physically!
Zhang Qingdi raised his sword again, and Maitreya laughed and said, "Zhang Qingdi, no matter how many swords you bring, it will be useless!"

Zhang Qingdi's sword energy has reached its peak this time!

Maitreya's eyes also showed a trace of caution. This sword is not easy to shoot!
But it doesn't matter if it can't be broken, he can't hurt himself anyway...

Just as Maitreya was thinking, Zhang Qingdi's sword energy came over.

This time, Maitreya did not take the attack head-on, he chose to dodge tactically.

"Hide! Can you hide?" Zhang Qingdi shouted with a sneer.

The green sword energy dyed the sky blue.

A look of surprise appeared on Maitreya's face, but before he could react, Zhang Qingdi's sword energy hit him.

Maitreya immediately burst into laughter. As he laughed, Zhang Qingdi’s sword energy weakened a lot, but the remaining energy still caused him to suffer a small loss.

"You little demon are so cunning!" Maitreya continued with a smile. "Just now I deliberately let you break your sword energy so that I can be infected with your sword intent.

And then it determined my location!"

"You're really smart. Now you understand after being beaten." Zhang Qingdi said sarcastically.

Maitreya felt a little regretful that he had taken out his golden claw and human race bag during his journey to the West.

Zhang Qingdi has the Golden Dragon Shears, which is a perfect counter to his own human bag. This Golden Ragnarok is unlikely to subdue Zhang Qingdi either.

There was no other way, Maitreya had to do it himself.

Relying on the remaining breath of sword energy, Zhang Qingdi immediately presented Maitreya with a great gift.

boom! boom! boom!
The Purple Sky Divine Thunder has seventy-two levels.

Zhang Qingdi still can't reach the seventy-second level!
"Come! Feel the taste of thunder!" Zhang Qingdi said to Maitreya.

As soon as Zhang Qingdi finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck!

Maitreya was not surprised. If Zhang Qingdi's sword energy could find him, then the thunder could naturally find him as well.

He naturally recognized that this thunder was the Purple Sky Divine Thunder.

"I want to see how many times you can use it!"

The first ten heavenly thunders couldn’t even break Maitreya’s golden light.

Another ten came, and finally aroused the reaction of Maitreya's golden light.

This golden light has somewhat of an upper hand!

But after ten more attacks came, Maitreya's protective golden light was finally broken.

Maitreya felt that Zhang Qingdi was at his wits’ end with thirty-six of them!
So he waved his palm! He used his own palm to catch ten thunderbolts. Looking at Maitreya's slightly blackened palm, Zhang Qingdi smiled.

"Do you still have thunder?" Maitreya asked with a smile.

forty one!

Forty-two!
After the forty-nine thunders had struck, Maitreya's entire arm looked a little black.

"I didn't expect that I really underestimated you, little demon." The smile on Maitreya's face did not diminish.

Zhang Qingdi held the sword in both hands, and saw thunder surging from the sword!
When Maitreya saw this sword, his face finally changed!
The thunder on the sword is Pangu's divine thunder, but it is not enough to make him feel scared.

What is truly terrifying is the meaning of creation that has been integrated with Pangu’s divine power!
This! Is this a skill that a goblin can master?

"Take my sword!" Zhang Qingdi shouted.

Chop down with one sword!
Once this sword falls, it will move forward without stopping!

Maitreya hurriedly took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve. He scattered the seeds, and they turned into countless guardian arhats and angry-looking vajra.

But no one can stand up to this sword!
Before they were touched by the sword energy, all the Vajra and Arhat were turned into ashes.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of Maitreya.

It’s Huang Mei’er!
He did not do it voluntarily, the golden hoop on his head denied him the right to choose.

Finally, a cut one inch deep and one foot long appeared on Maitreya's belly, and golden blood was always oozing out of the wound.

Huang Mei'er was still breathing heavily, as Zhang Qingdi had just deliberately moved the sword slightly aside.

Otherwise, Huang Mei'er wouldn't even have a complete body left.

He looked at Zhang Qingdi with a look of relief in his eyes, "In my next life, I will definitely meet Master Qingdi first!" (End of this chapter)