Journey to the West: My Junior Brother Sun Wukong
86 why are you sighing

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The black bear spirit rushed forward extremely fast, but before he could rush over, a red silk fell from the sky and wrapped around his body.

The black bear was shocked and hurriedly dodged.

Although he was fat, he was very agile and dodged the red silk with a twist.

However, he saw a strange-looking flaming spear thrusting towards him from the sky. He hurriedly used his halberd to parry it.

As the weapons clashed, the black bear spirit's body trembled and he staggered back three steps.

He took a closer look and saw a handsome general in front of him. It was Nezha, who had fought with Ye Feng previously.

The black bear spirit shook its wrist and thought to itself, Why is this baby so strong?

Why didn't he notice it when he was fighting with Old Master?

Nezha pointed his Fire-tipped Spear at him and smiled."You black bear demon have some tricks up your sleeve. I'll play with you.”

Before he finished his sentence, he thrust his Fire-tipped Spear forward. The sky was filled with spear shadows.

The black bear spirit hurriedly parried the attack and clashed with him.

The two sides exchanged blows. The bear monster angrily said," You, this young general, clearly didn't want to put in any effort before. Why are you putting in so much effort in beating me, this old bear?"”

Nezha snorted.”

He flicked his Fire-tipped Spear, and a golden brick smashed towards the black bear spirit. The black bear hurriedly dodged, and with a boom, the golden brick smashed into a mountain in the distance, causing the mountain to instantly collapse.

The black bear spirit did not see it. After Nezha stopped him, Wen Zhong of the Thunder Department silently moved his gaze away from him.

When he rushed out just now, he immediately attracted Wen Zhong's attention. If he really rushed over to save Monkey, he would probably be immediately surrounded by the Thunder Department and might even die on the spot under the heavenly lightning.

The sky was filled with shouts and shouts.

Heavenly soldiers, demons, constellations, and demon kings were all fighting.

Under such circumstances, the Thunder and Fire Clans couldn't release their heavenly thunders and heavenly flames. They just spread out their formation and shot down a bolt of lightning or a flame wherever they saw an opportunity.

Ye Feng stood in the center of the battlefield, his eyes calm.

He knew that in terms of number of experts and quality of demon soldiers, Flowerfruit Mountain could not be compared to the Heavenly Court's punitive army.

He was the key to victory.

In this mythological world, high-end combat strength could determine many things.

As long as he could win, Flowerfruit Mountain could win.

And his opponents…were two Perfected Golden Immortals.

In his eyes, the figure of the Bodhisattva of Great Power was reflected. He slowly raised the Demon Emperor Sword."Bald monk, if you leave now, I can spare your life!”

The Bodhisattva smiled and said,"Don't talk nonsense, benefactor. You are fated with Buddha and should enter the West."”

He calmly held the golden cymbal in his sleeve and prepared to suddenly unleash it. As long as he could contain the Golden Crow, he would immediately return to the Western Paradise.

Ye Feng, however, took in his every move and said coldly,""Since you insist on courting death, I can only fulfill your wish.”

He raised the Demon Emperor Sword, and a golden light appeared behind him. The sword will spread like a blooming sword lotus.

Ye Feng had never learned the Dao of the Sword, and Subhuti had taught him very little about the Dao of the Sword.

However, Ye Feng's main Dharma treasures were still swords. The Demon Emperor Sword in his hand and the Primordial Heaven-cleaving Sword that had yet to be unleashed.

Therefore, he had no choice but to comprehend the Sword Principle himself.

He had some experience now, but he was still far from being a true sword master.

In the next moment, Ye Feng slashed out with his sword. A sword light transformed into a sword lotus and slashed out. The void froze. Everything in front of this golden lotus was burned and pierced.

The Bodhisattva of Great Power had a grave expression on his face. Feeling threatened, he let go of the golden cymbal and chanted the name of Buddha.

The Buddha's light shone brightly, and an auspicious cloud appeared above his head. In the cloud light, there was a golden body with four faces and eight arms. It held a jade pendant, a treasure umbrella, an alms bowl, a wooden fish, Buddha beads, a vajra pestle, fish intestines, and a golden bell.

Facing the sword lotus, a sarira appeared on the golden body, emitting infinite light.

Then, the golden arm moved and threw out the vajra pestle in its hand. With a whistle, the world turned into a Buddhist pure land. With a bang, it collided with the sword lotus.

What kind of light was that? The destruction of a star was nothing more than this.

The space was filled with cracks. Endless sword qi and Buddhist light alternated, and the ground below kept cracking and collapsing.

Even the 50,000 celestial troops in the sky felt immense pressure. They felt that the aftershock was like a tsunami, and they could not stop it.

After a long time, the Bodhisattva Golden Body waved his hand, and the Vajra Staff returned to his hand. The sword lotus had disappeared.

Ye Feng's gaze was solemn. Was this Big Luo's full strength?

How terrifying.

When he fought Ksitigarbha previously, Ksitigarbha had held back and did not guard against his superior-grade Primordial Numinous treasure. That was why he was ambushed by his sword and injured his Buddha body.

However, Ye Feng was not afraid. The battle with Big Luo was only a matter of time.

If he did not have the strength to kill Big Luo head-on, all his plans would be in vain.

To put it bluntly, this world still depended on one's own strength.

Scheming, scheming, scheming, all of this had to be built on one's own strength.

Otherwise, it was just an illusion that would be broken by a punch.

The Bodhisattva of Great Power raised his eight arms, and the eight Buddhist treasures aimed at Ye Feng at the same time.

"Vile beast, surrender!"

Inside the alms bowl, a Buddhist light shone down and was about to cover Ye Feng.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared.

Even the Bodhisattva of Great Power did not see how this figure appeared. He was wearing a Daoist robe and holding a wine pot.

The moment he appeared, he opened the wine jug. A powerful suction force appeared and sucked Ye Feng and him into the jug at the same time.

"Chi Songzi!"

The Bodhisattva of Great Power roared angrily. The Buddhist light from the alms bowl had already enveloped the wine pot, but the wine pot shook slightly and shattered the Buddhist light.

The Bodhisattva of Great Power had no choice but to withdraw his golden body angrily. His expression was extremely bad.

He felt that he had made a wedding dress for someone else.

This Chi Songzi was truly a cunning old fox. He had been watching and waiting for an opportunity.

Now that he had used this spatial treasure to contain the two of them, he wanted to create an undisturbed battlefield.

This jug was not a treasure for battle. It was used by the Duke of the East in the Untainted Land to hold wine. It was called the Pure Yang Immortal Jug. It could hold wine from the four seas and contained the universe.

Even the Great Bodhisattva would not be able to break it in a short period of time.

On Ye Feng's side, he felt the space suddenly change and he was in a pitch-black world.

He sensed something and looked ahead. He saw a person appear. There were only the two of them in the entire world.

"Red pine nuts," Ye Feng said.

"You know me?" The Daoist was surprised.”

Ye Feng suddenly sighed.

Chi Songzi was even more confused,"Why are you sighing?”

Ye Feng said," I lament that Emperor Yan was an important minister in the past. He didn't want to cultivate himself, but instead, he helped the tiger and died. Don't you think this is lamentable?"”

Chi Songzi laughed out loud when he heard that. After laughing, he sighed.

"What are you sighing about?" Ye Feng asked.”

Chi Songzi said," I sigh. It was not easy for heaven and earth to produce another Golden Crow. Before it could fly, it died in an instant. From now on, there is only one Golden Crow left in heaven and earth. Don't you think it's lamentable?"”

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