Three hundred thousand miles west of Wanshou Mountain.

On a cliff, after being strangled in the realm of demons, Jianglong and Fuhu were still standing, after sending dozens of demons to meet the demon ancestor Luohu.

They discussed the matter of Tang Sanzang and his party being detained by Zhen Yuanzi after knocking down the ginseng fruit tree.

Fu Hu said helplessly: "The trap that Tang Sanzang and the others have brought out this time is too big. If it was the heyday of the Western Sect's Eight Hundred Side Sects, they would naturally not be afraid of Zhen Yuanzi. But now the Western Sect's Eight Hundred Side Sect's Shanmen, now

I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of those in the realm of demons. How can such eight hundred Western sects surrender to an immortal who has embarked on the path of Hunyuan?"

Even though there are countless truths in all the heavens and worlds, it seems that among these countless truths, they all teach practitioners one thing, that is, whoever has a bigger fist is the heaven and the will.

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Nowadays, the eight hundred sects of the Western Sect have almost no fists. But the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi in the Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain does have quite a few fists.

Except for the practitioners in the realm of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian who can firmly suppress Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal who is holding the Earth Book, no practitioner in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian dares to say that he can steadily suppress

Suppress Motoko.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi was already invincible under the Book of the Earth.

"But Tang Sanzang is related to the survival of the eight hundred sects of our Western Sect. We must go to Wuzhuang Temple to rescue Tang Sanzang and his party."

Jianglong said very calmly.

Tang Sanzang and his party were rescued, so that the catastrophe of Journey to the West could continue, and the eight hundred sects of the Western Sect could survive the disaster in front of them safely. But if Tang Sanzang and his party were trapped in Wuzhuang Temple, their Western Sect

Whether the Eight Hundred Side Sect can survive until the disaster of Journey to the West is over is anyone’s guess.

Fuhu looked at the messy mountain col and said: "We are not senior enough, and the news released by Youjian Taoist Temple is that the Zhen Yuanzi Immortal is very interested in the ancient Shinto Fruit, but you should know that the two of us have

, there is no such thing at all, as for forcing my way in, I don’t want to die young.”

Are you kidding?

He doesn't have the guts to tease Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earthly Immortal. Wouldn't it be nice to live a few more years?

Jianglong said helplessly: "No matter what, we have to go to Wuzhuang Temple first to visit the ancestor of the Earth Immortal. Now I just hope that the leader can come over as soon as possible with the ancient divine fruit."

Mount Xumi may not be able to be defended, but Tang Sanzang is closely involved and must be rescued as soon as possible.

After a while.

Two rays of rainbow light rose up and headed straight for Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain.

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Mount Sumeru!

The battle situation is still fierce.

Until now, the battle between Daluo and Daluo has not only involved practitioners from the Golden Immortal Realm of Daluo. Practitioners from Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, Jinxian Realm, and even Heavenly Immortal Realm have also participated in this war.

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This also makes this battle that takes place in the realm of Mount Xumi, a million miles away, quite a bit like the first battle after the Lich disaster.

"Withdraw!"

"We can't hold on any longer."

The pharmacist looked at the practitioners of the Demon Realm who were brave and fearless of death at the foot of Mount Sumeru, and said with great anguish in his heart.

Perhaps this outcome was already doomed when they started to subvert Taoism and rule the world. However, what the pharmacist didn't expect was that when he witnessed this situation with his own eyes, he still felt a little unwilling to accept it.

Duobao looked at the eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect who were still fighting on the battlefield, and he said: "Retreat, retreat again and again, where else can you retreat to?"

If we cannot defend Mount Sumeru, everything will be over.

If he wants to achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, he must let the eight hundred sects of the Western Sect flourish, or even replace it with Xuanmen to rule the world. But now it seems that there are many immortals in Xuanmen who are unwilling to

Seeing him realize the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

The pharmacist looked at the eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect who were dying one after another, and said: "If we continue like this, what will happen even if we can defend Mount Sumeru? The eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect have not been destroyed."

At first he was a disciple of the Western Sect, and later he was a disciple of the Eight Hundred Sects of the Western Sect. He taught the Eight Hundred Sects of the Western Sect for countless billions of years longer than Duobao, so he cannot be like Duobao.

, watched indifferently as eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect died.

Duobao turned sideways and said tiredly: "We have received a letter from Jiang Long. Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, has trapped Tang Sanzang and his party. Medicine Master, please take two ancient Shinto fruits and go!"

After saying that, he handed over a cave world to the pharmacist, and in that cave world, the Tao charm emitted by the two ancient divine Tao fruits fluctuated.

"Wait a minute, take some disciples from the Western Sect and leave together!"

Duobao called out to the pharmacist who was about to turn into a rainbow and leave.

The pharmacist nodded slightly and said, "Thank you!"

Then the pharmacist used the great magical power of the Buddhist Kingdom in his palm, and swept away thousands of disciples of the 800 sects of the Western Sect directly from the battlefield where the 800 sects of the Western Sect were fighting against the demon realm.

See this situation.

Duobao, who was standing on the top of Mount Sumeru, looked at the empty place behind him and mocked: "Buddha Wutian, are you really not planning to get rid of him?"

Then I saw a Qingping sword energy sweeping across, and Wutian's figure appeared on the top of Mount Sumeru.

Wutian looked at Mount Sumeru, which was full of ravines and ruins, and said calmly: "Mount Sumeru was not like this at that time, at least it is not like this now, so Master Duobao, it's time for you to give up this mountain, and the devil's rule should be achieved through this."

It starts from Mount Sumeru.”

Although the Demon Dao ruled the world for only thirty-three days, and for the entire world, it was only thirty-three years, but it was enough for him.

Wutian was very happy when he stood on Mount Xumi again, and then Wutian laughed.

Because I am happy, I laugh.

Duobao held the Qingping Sword in his hand and said: "This mountain does not belong to me. It belongs to the Eight Hundred Side Sect of the Western Sect. Therefore, I cannot let go of this mountain. Why don't you invite Wutian Buddha to enter Guixu?"

Mount Sumeru is right there, so naturally there is no question of whether to give in or not, or in other words, he should not let an outsider say the word "give in".

From beginning to end, there was only a transaction between him and Jie Yin and Zhunti, and it was a naked transaction.

"Amitabha!"

Wutian clasped his hands together and looked piously at Duobao not far away. He said, "But I have never seen the devil rule the world, so how can I dare to step into Guixu?"

The next moment!

The twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus appeared in the hands of Wutian. He was born with the black lotus. In the past, he stepped on the black lotus to climb Mount Sumeru. Today, he should naturally step on the black lotus to climb Mount Sumeru.

Duobao sarcastically said: "It's flashy and flashy, Wutian, what do you mean by this?"

Wutian, who was already standing barefoot on top of the twelve-grade black lotus, replied: "It's not interesting, it's just interesting!"

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