Journey to the West: The strongest alchemist, the Buddhist sect in heaven is panicking

Chapter 298 The Second Dilemma! Fairy, let go of my junior brother!

Indian border.

"This time, the strength is limited to Daluo, what are you doing here?"

"The Human Emperor can be so arrogant and disregard restrictions and regulations?!"

When Jin Chanzi saw the ancient Buddha Dipankara, he remained silent.

He could only take the initiative to speak and put a hat on the emperor.

"You are just a bedbug, and it's your turn to speak?"

Yinglong glanced at him with sarcasm and disdain.

"I am only here to support my compatriots. What does it have to do with you?"

Jin Chanzi's complexion changes, alternating between blue and green!

But the other side obviously didn't intend to give him time to relax!
Yinglong waved his hand and gave the order casually!
"Kill them!"

No nonsense!
Hands-on!

The Wind and Rain Master immediately appeared and began to control the situation!
The wind and rain are coming together, and the sky is covered with thunderclouds!
The lightning and rain infiltrated each other, forming pillars of lightning that connected the sky and the earth!
The sound of Kui drums was like thunder, causing different effects on both sides!
The human race's strong men are full of fighting spirit, and their momentum is growing stronger with each step!
But the Buddhist Arhats subconsciously retreated!
"Oh, the human race really doesn't follow the rules!"

"If you don't say a word, you will kill me!"

It was Guanyin who acted in time, waving the jade bottle and releasing thousands of dew beads!

The pearl dew moisturizes people's hearts and has the effect of calming the soul and nourishing the spirit!

The ancient Buddha Dipankara was affected, his body shook, and his eyes became clear again!

He forced himself not to look at Yinglong and gave orders in a low voice!
"Formation!"

Arhats, hold the rising and falling magic sticks in your hands!

The shadow of the stick fluttered and seemed endless!
Majestic golden light was brewing, as if a second sun was rising between heaven and earth!

The scorching sun collided with the thunderclouds, making a shocking roar!

The lightning pillars in the sky were all attracted by the shadow of the stick!
The flowing electric light is so dazzling that one dares not look directly at it!

Many Arhats felt their arms go numb, and electric light and Buddha light intertwined on their bodies!

Unable to move themselves, they condensed their true bodies of merit and pounced on the strong people everywhere, seeking help!
Fourth Field Army!

A legion of one thousand people appeared, these are Xuanyuan’s last team!

At its peak, the army of tigers and wolves could defeat a hundred thousand men!
Everyone has the power of immortals and gods!

The Heaven, the West, and even the remnants of the witch clan and the demon clan bandits!
In the chaos, every party is eyeing the human race covetously!
Without this foundation, the human race would have lost the confidence to fight against heaven and earth!

pity!

The immortal saint of the human race is trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave, and there is no one to succeed him!
The legion, which had over a hundred thousand men at its peak, now only has a few thousand men!
However, their strength has increased!

With the passage of time, the lowest level of strength among the people is now a celestial immortal, and the number of true immortals and profound immortals is about half!
There are even a few Golden Immortals and Taiyi who show the demeanor of an owl!

But even so, there is still a big gap in hard power!
The lowest level of Golden Immortals in the Buddhist sect are much better than human generals in quality!

However, how could the Arhats and Vajras, who had almost never fought in group fights or participated in wars, compare with these fierce generals who fought out of the bloody storm!

The ring-handled broadsword and the demon-subduing stick clash against each other!

The Dharma Realm was locked in a dismemberment chain!
In an instant, heaven and earth were in chaos!
The golden cicada's mouth moved, and there seemed to be a sound of cicada chirping!

The cry of cicadas is like a sharp blade, which has the effect of stripping away souls and bones!

When this news reached the ears of the powerful humans, it immediately gave many of them a headache!
The originally stalemate battle situation gradually began to become one-sided!
"Shut up, you!"

Nüba let out a sharp roar, and yellow sand filled the sky under her feet, covering Jin Chanzi's entire body!
“What is there to talk to a dead person!” Guanyin rushed to help, but was intercepted by Feng Hou and Yu Shi who descended from the sky!

The explosive breath condensed into a beam in an instant!
The strong wind in the sky turns into wind blades!

The thunder from all heavens gathers into one point!
In a flash, Guanyin was beaten back step by step, in a miserable state!
As for the ancient Buddha Dipankara, opposite him, six of the Ten Generals of Xuanyuan were prepared for battle!

Even with his own strength, he can only barely protect himself, but is unable to help others!
However, the threat is not that big!

At the same time, you can feel the melodious Buddhist music coming from afar!

It seems like golden lotuses are gathering and spreading all over the sky!
How could thousands of Vajras be the accumulation of the West over countless years!

This is just a small part of what has come out at this time!
“But we need to send out Bodhisattvas?”

Jie Yin frowned and considered!

They are not like Xuanyuan, the madman, who does things without considering the consequences!

The human race has seven difficulties in its hands. Even if one difficulty is reduced, there are still six!

Is he going to use up all his strength at this moment?

The other two emperors lived longer than him, and the losses on their team were even greater!

Xuanyuan's team probably accounts for 40% of the human race!

If all his team members were killed here, the remaining 60% would be responsible for the five difficulties!

Isn't it inevitable failure?
But in the same way, the Three Holy Saints of the West also need to consider the various difficulties that will follow!

The human race only needs to consider it five times, but they still have seventy-nine difficulties left!

Which of the two sects, the orthodox sect or the unorthodox sect, has not sent out all its elite troops?

And as for those crazy guys from the Witch Clan, all the Ten Kings of Hell have rolled up their sleeves and joined the battle!

If you don't reserve enough strength, the subsequent losses will be far more important than winning or losing the current game!
The Three Holy Saints of the West hesitated and made up their minds!
On the battlefield below, the situation suddenly changed!

The many masters who were originally prepared to offer sacrifices to the ancient Buddha Dipankara were suddenly broken in half!
Together they surrounded Jin Chanzi!
Nüba is the ancestor of drought-related zombies!
Died once, resurrected!

Xuanyuan spared no expense and used Daoyidan to restore his consciousness, allowing him to completely devour Hou's soul!

After being completely integrated, Nüba, who is at the peak of her power, can be compared to Jin Chanzi at his peak!

But Jin Chanzi has only been practicing for less than a hundred years now, and his memories of his past life are incomplete!
His strength had only recovered to the middle stage of Daluo, so naturally he was suppressed by Nüba alone and suffered terribly!

The arrival of the three powerful men was like the last straw that broke the camel's back!
A moment!

Jin Chanzi's body was riddled with bloody holes!
The golden body of the Dharma image collapsed!

The breath began to fail!
Even if the ancient Buddha Ran Deng wanted to help with all his might, which of the other three was a weakling?
If you can't kill people, can you still keep them from being entangled?

He could only watch as the bloodstains on Jin Chanzi's body became more and more dense!

"You plague-stricken monkey, how long will you last?"

Guanyin looked angry and shouted loudly!

The saint's reinforcements were slow to arrive, and she probably understood what those three meant!
But we can’t just watch it collapse!
Find a helper first!
"Didn't you ask me, Old Sun, to wait for you at the Two Realms Mountain to help you pass the level?"

The cynical voice wanders!
The six-eared macaque showed up with an arrogant smile on his face!
After a series of breakthroughs, he planted the seeds of the great way, was noticed by the Demon King, and received full support. Later, he obtained a tenth-grade elixir and journeyed to the West for revenge!
Liu'er Mihou's depression over the years was finally gone recently!

Faintly, I saw a side of him that was more similar to Sun Wukong!
The thick black iron rod was lifted into the air and smashed straight down!

"Bah!"

"Fairy, let go of my junior brother!"

(End of this chapter)