Journey to the West: What if I only speak the truth?
33 Between life and death, there’s a big crisis

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The battle at the center of the battlefield became more and more intense. The sky continued to tear apart, and a huge storm that swept through the Nine Heavens Squall and destructive thunderclouds swept across the battlefield.

The two different wills of slaughter and compassion were clashing. This was not only a battle of strength, but also a battle of conviction.

Tens of thousands of miles of land had completely turned into a trampoline. The tremors were shocking.

The two giants were fighting fiercely. Each of their punches and kicks were extraordinarily vicious.

Its glowing fur fluttered backward, and its murderous aura condensed into a tangible waterfall. Its golden eyes revealed a deep rumination.

Even though this little monk Kongwen had concealed himself well, he still found his flaws in the fierce battle, especially his slightly panting body.

He was out of breath, and his face was swollen red. It was obvious that he had already suffered internal injuries. At this moment, he was enduring it.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle, which was flowing with the light of faith, was slowing down to block the God-Slaying Spear. It was gradually unable to keep up with his pace.

Cough, cough, cough!

The intense collisions between the enormous forces finally caused Kong Wen's internal injuries. He couldn't help but cough a few times.

However, it was this instant of stiffness that allowed Xiong Ba to grasp the flaw and deliver a ruthless blow.

The God-Slaying Spear knocked away the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and his right hand, which was wrapped in light and carried a majestic force, hit the chest of Kong Wen, causing the air to explode.

Boom!

The Six-Feet Golden Body was unable to stop itself from retreating. Its hard body carved out a long U-shaped valley in the mountain range.

The enormous conjured physique was directly embedded in the mountain range in the distance. At the center of the sixty-foot golden body, a huge fist print that was so deep that one could see bones appeared. It almost pierced through his chest.

The demon-subduing pestle that was spinning in the sky coincidentally landed next to Kong Wen, drawing a long gap.

wow ~

Unable to endure the intense pain in his chest, he spat out large mouthfuls of dirty blood. One could even vaguely see some golden light.

He took a deep breath, and a strong sense of life and death surged into his heart, causing his compassionate gaze to disappear. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without a care.

He sat cross-legged in the void with his eyes closed and formed the Fearless Seal. The Buddhist Kingdom in the void projected the vast energy stored within.

A Bodhisattva phantom gradually appeared in the void. It was essentially transcendental, and deafening Sanskrit chants echoed in the air.

"Benefactor, the sea of bitterness is boundless.”

At this moment, Kong Wen only heard a cold snort and a terrifying killing intent that made people's hair stand on end.

A deep sigh flashed through his heart. When he opened his eyes again, he quickly became solemn, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.

"If there is a good man or woman who has heard the Sutra and received it, or who has heard the names of the Buddhas. Therefore, all good men and women are protected by all Buddhas. Therefore, those who recite Buddhism have forty miles of light to illuminate their bodies, and demons cannot invade them.”

He kept reciting scriptures, and his eyes gradually became lifeless, as if his body had lost its soul, but the shadow behind him became more and more real.

Streams of light combined to form a Bodhisattva phantom. As soon as this phantom appeared, it suppressed the sky.

The destructive storm that was originally unrestrained seemed to have been flattened by this shadow, faintly revealing the intention of subduing demons and devils.

The Demon Subduing Pestle kept shaking and suddenly turned into a stream of light, returning to the mysterious man's hand.

"Acalanātha!"

The Demon-Subduing Pestle instantly became even larger, like a heavenly pillar that supported the heavens and the earth. It seemed to be able to suppress all things. It carried golden flames that burned the air as it ruthlessly attacked Xiong Ba.

This attack in the sky had already surpassed the Mystic Immortal realm and even touched the threshold of the Golden Immortal realm, causing his gaze to become more and more solemn.

The spatial shackles within a radius of tens of thousands of miles seemed to have put a heavy shackle on him. His bones creaked and his hair trembled slightly, trying to make him kneel down completely.

With the God-slaying Spear in his right hand, he looked up at the attack in the sky. For some reason, he did not panic at all, as if he had become even calmer.

Even if the world collapsed or the end of the world came, he would not feel flustered.

The sound of the Demon-Subduing Pestle tearing through the sky disappeared and was replaced by the buzzing sound of the God-Slaying Spear.

This was the first time he was facing a life and death crisis, so he opened his arms and laughed arrogantly.

Blood vessels gradually appeared around his huge pupils, and his eyes became chaotic and crazy.

Clang!

His right arm pulled the God-Slaying Spear out of the ground, his left hand caressing it continuously as he muttered.

"Even if you have thousands of soldiers and horses, even if you have a powerful background, you are not a match for a single spear of mine!”

He was arrogant and overbearing. He actually indirectly matched the God-Slaying Spear. Usually, he was unwilling to admit that his Numinous Treasure suddenly emitted endless divine light.

The terrifying attack from above was like a gentle breeze. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into Rahu, following his instincts and striking out with his spear without hesitation.

Boom!

The blood-red lightning shattered the golden light. The space could not withstand the power of the attack and directly turned into many fragments.

The power that was transmitted to the ground caused mountains to rise up again.

An earth-shattering explosion occurred, and everyone's eyes were filled with terrifying bloody light. As for the golden light that carried a compassionate suppression, it had already been completely squeezed into a corner.

The two of them looked at each other expressionlessly. Their weapons collided until an undetectable cracking sound was heard. Kong Wen's expression changed drastically, and his pupils constricted.

Kacha! Kacha!

Tiny cracks slowly appeared at the front end of the pestle. Finally, the cracks covered the entire pestle and it shattered instantly.

The God-Slaying Spear carried an earth-shattering killing intent, along with a terrifying baleful aura and viciousness. It pierced through without mercy.

An idea flashed in Kong Wen's mind, and he suddenly had an idea. He put his palms together and clamped the God-Slaying Spear.

Even though his hands were bleeding profusely, he was unwilling to give up. He held on stubbornly, but unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

The Six-Feet Golden Body that he was so proud of was like paper in the face of this supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure.

The golden body was pierced through as expected. The God-Slaying Spear carried the body and stabbed into the surface of the mountain behind it.

The little bald head transformed from the spiritual relic had slowly lost its light. The crisis of death was imminent. The little monk tried to struggle, but he could not pull out the God-killing Spear at all. Instead, he felt even more pain.

After a few attempts, he finally recognized the reality. His devout face revealed a trace of a bitter smile.

"Amitabha. It seems that it is time for me to pass away.”

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