Since Sun Wukong was summoned, facing Chuitian, Barbarian King God, Yaonie and the Wenxiang Junzi, four ninth-level warriors, he tried his best.

It's a coincidence that here, whether it's Chuitian, Barbarian King God, or Yaonie, they all rely on brute force to fight.

There is only a gentleman who smells fragrance, and he harasses with a long-range attack from time to time.

But Wen Xiang Junzi was severely injured by Sun Wukong from the moment he appeared.

So to be precise, Wukong is only one against three.

And when it comes to brute strength, he is not boastful. He, Sun Wukong, has really never lost to anyone.

"This monkey is just a projection of consciousness, why is it so difficult to deal with!"

Demon King Yaonie is about to cry at this time. He is the Demon King of the Tianxuan Realm. His bloodline is absolutely unparalleled, but in front of this person, it is of no use at all.

He even used bloodline suppression several times, but he never succeeded.

The opponent's bloodline power is so strong that it even absorbs his bloodline power from time to time.

He Yaonie has never felt so wronged.

The Barbarian King God was also helpless. The giant ax in his hand was made of black stone, and it was a first-class magical weapon.

As far as the old guys in Tianxuan Realm are concerned, there are really not many magical weapons that can compare with his giant ax.

"My ax is useless against his club!"

The golden cudgel in Wukong's hand bounced the giant ax away again, shocking the Barbarian King God Tiger's mouth.

Old Man Zhuitian, the hammer in his hand has been used to create countless magical weapons, and he already has the spirit of the weapons.

"My weapon spirit doesn't dare to show its head at all!"

For the first time, Old Man Zhuitian felt that his hammer was just a hammer and had no power at all as a magical weapon.

"Can't fight!"

Wen Xiangjunzi was helpless to the extreme when he saw that his illusion interference could not stop Sun Houhou's body for even half a minute.

As Wen Xiangjunzi finished these words, the four of them stepped back one after another. Looking at the three-headed and six-armed monkey, they felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness for a moment.

"Hey, you four little guys, why don't you continue fighting? I, the old man, haven't had enough fun yet!"

Wukong stamped the golden hoop in his hand against the ground, causing dust to fly, and the fighting spirit in his voice was extremely loud.

But Wukong did not continue to pursue the victory. He knew very well what he was going to do now. He was just holding these four people back and preventing them from pursuing them.

"The spiritual energy in this world is too weak, and my consciousness cannot last long! Moreover, there seems to be danger on the other side of the body. If I continue to fight, my consciousness will soon dissipate!"

Wukong whispered in his heart.

"Hey, do you four still want to fight? Fight but not fight, retreat but not retreat, why on earth!"

The four of them looked at each other.

"If we continue to fight, we won't get any benefits. How about we leave?"

Wen Xiangjunzi no longer wants to continue fighting with such a monkey.

"With the strength of the old guardians and the others, they have caught what they should. If they cannot catch them, there is no point in continuing the stalemate!"

Yaonie is naturally the person who least wants to fight here. After all, as the king of the demon clan, he cannot suppress a monkey. This kind of thing is really frustrating.

If this spreads, his reputation will be ruined.

"retreat!"

Zhuitian gave a low shout and lightly struck the void in front of him with his hammer. Suddenly, the power of the space fluctuated and the four people disappeared.

"Boom boom boom!"

But at this moment, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky above Wukong's head.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The shadow of his consciousness was trembling, trembling crazily.

"Has the power of the body been affected by the power of thunder? I can't sustain it for long! Lao Ye, I have tried my best, and the next step is up to you!"

"Crack, click, click!"

Thunder and lightning continued to sound, awakening Ye Fei's consciousness. When he opened his eyes, Zhang Fudud looked excited.

"Creator, you're awake!"

Ye Fei never thought that he would enter the world of Journey to the West again.

"What's going on in the world of Journey to the West now?"

"The Stone Monkey was captured by the Heavenly Court and is trying to kill it in various ways! To prove the power of the Heavenly Court!"

As Zhang Fude spoke, he had already displayed the water curtain in front of Ye Fei. At this time, Wukong was suffering various punishments from the power of heaven.

Thunder God and Lightning Girl tried their best, but there was nothing they could do to stop Wukong.

"It's a first-class body!"

After Patriarch Bodhi taught Taoism in the past, Ye Fei himself mastered the power of Taoism more exquisitely, and it was difficult for ordinary power to enter his body.

Looking at Wukong now, Ye Fei actually had a feeling that he was far inferior to him.

Wukong can withstand such unparalleled power just by using his mortal body.

"The creator does not need to belittle himself. It can be said that Stone Monkey has eaten a lot of panacea during this period. He even ate an entire garden of flat peaches that belonged to the Queen Mother. If his body cannot withstand such power, then

You are just blind!"

Zhang Fude seemed to be able to sense Ye Fei's thoughts and immediately comforted him.

Ye Fei nodded and then said again.

"How is the West going during this time?"

"Xitian is very quiet. It has been developing its own power over the years, and now it has become a climate!"

Speaking of that group of monks, Zhang Fudou felt a bit horrified in his heart and seemed to be very taboo about it.

"Why so?"

Ye Fei naturally saw the fear in Zhang Fude's eyes.

"To be honest with the creator, Xitian is creating a small world of his own. Even if we are protected by heaven and others, the forces within it cannot be seen clearly. Do you think we should curb it?"

As Zhang Fude said, the light curtain in front of Ye Fei changed again, but the light of the Buddha in the West was dazzling. Just the power of the three thousand merits and virtues around him was dazzling to the extreme.

Not to mention that Arhat and Bodhisattva!

The most important thing is that they are on a spiritual mountain. The power of the spiritual mountain is so powerful that almost the moment Zhang Fudou looked over, the Buddha's light on the spiritual mountain was so great that he seemed to have noticed it.

The power of Buddha's light actually blocked Zhang Fude's prying eyes in an instant.

Zhang Fudou's face turned slightly ugly.

"Please punish the Creator. The power of this Buddha's light is a great merit and comes from the gathering of great faith. Even if we are protected by heaven, we dare not tear it apart by force!"

Zhang Fude's helplessness was not concealed in his words. Since his journey to the West, none of the saints have such ability.

This is where Zhang Fude is doubly puzzled. After all, saints have unparalleled merit and virtue, but they cannot reach this level.

"This is Journey to the West! The past is just a passing cloud!"

Ye Fei explained.

Zhang Fude's eyes lit up, but he understood what Ye Fei meant.

Those saints in the past were strong, but they were not protected by the rules of heaven and earth. Naturally, Zhang Fude and others could spy on them at will.

But Ye Fei created this place for his journey to the west! In this world today, the strong man born at this time is the protagonist, and the protection of heaven may abide by certain rules.

"Disperse!"

Ye Fei shouted softly, and the Buddha's light above the light curtain was slightly fainter at this time.

The Tathagata at the top also opened his eyes at this time.
Chapter completed!