Invincible teacher vertical and horizontal record

Chapter 515 Wukong Sanctification (1)

As soon as the words fell, there was a trace of complicated emotion on the faces of Yang Jian and San Shengmu, but Yuan Hong said with a sneer: "Sun Wukong, don't talk nonsense, saints are immortal existences, how can they be transformed into demons? The saint is so great and holy, how can he be sealed in the outer demon realm. Moreover, the birth of the saint is a great boon for the prehistoric world. The world guided by the saint will be more prosperous and stable. You don't want the saint to be born so much, after all What is the purpose, do you want to be sanctified and achieve your ambition of dominating the wild?"

When Yang Jian heard Yuan Hong's words, although he was very disdainful of these slanderous words about Sun Wukong, because he and Sun Wukong were both enemies and friends, and those who really understood each other were either his friends or his enemies, and he accounted for half of them, so naturally he knew Monkey King is not the kind of person Yuan Hong said at all.

But when I think of Sun Wukong becoming an immeasurable saint, the date of my own proving and sanctification is still far away.He has been competing with Monkey King, and he thinks he is not weaker than Monkey King, so he naturally doesn't want Monkey King to become a saint so soon, even if he doesn't do the despicable behavior that prevents him from going through the catastrophe and becoming a saint.But release all my masters, uncles and ancestors, and return them to freedom.

This can be regarded as filial piety, not to mention that there are so many saints who are masters and saints, so Sun Wukong will not be too targeting himself.In Erlangshen's mind, he had the idea of ​​letting other saints balance Monkey King.

After all, if he is arrogant, if he sees the prehistoric world, Sun Wukong, a saint, is aloof. I'm afraid he won't feel good. After a long time, he may have a heart demon. If he doesn't prove the saint, he may die. .If you don't become a saint, you will end up as an ant.always die.

Thinking about this, Yang Jian couldn't help but said: "Sun Wukong, I don't care if you testify, but the family teacher and uncle and ancestor are all inside. I couldn't help this seal before, but now the seal is not perfect. It's time for Zu and the others to break through. If you stop them, don't blame me for waiting."

"That's right, do you think we're afraid of you?" Yuan Hong took a step forward with a fierce look on his face, and said with a ferocious face.The Third Holy Mother also moved her lotus steps lightly, stood with her two elder brothers, and said, "I came here to get back the lotus lamp, and I have to ask for something from my teacher!" Although the words were not harsh, they also showed their own Attitude.

Sun Wukong stared at the three of them with sharp eyes, and suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, okay, if that's the case, don't blame my old grandson for taking action!" "I'm afraid you won't succeed?" His figure was like lightning, and he rushed forward with a huge impact force. Like a bolt of lightning, the iron rod slammed across the sky and hit him heavily.

Sun Wukong didn't speak, his eyes flashed with golden light, the Ruyi golden cudgel in his hand buzzed and trembled, and then he stepped on it suddenly, "Boom!", like thunder, the void was stomped and burst open, Monkey King and the stick merged into one, turning into a A stream of light shot straight into the sky, and two streams of light collided fiercely in the void.

"A stick that blows the sky!" "I am invincible!" Two beams of light collided and erupted with incomparably dazzling brilliance, illuminating the entire void, and an unmatched strong wind blew out, blowing the clothes of the three Li Tian who were watching the battle. Angle flipped.

The void was shattered everywhere, and when the golden light dissipated, Li Tian and the others saw Monkey King and Yuan Hong fighting fiercely with iron rods each. "Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong, the golden iron sound of iron rods clashing together can be heard endlessly.

(End of this chapter)