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Chapter 557 Nine Deaths Mysterious Art

Sun Wukong moved in an instant, transcending time, and the real demon was immortal. His hands turned into heavenly swords and divine swords, and he slashed at Taoist Zhunti's neck with his unparalleled sharp attack skills.

"How brave!" Zhunti shouted and raised his hand to hit him.

"Boom..."

The light of the Nirvana Buddha bombarded Sun Wukong's body, causing him to continuously retreat. Wherever his footsteps landed, black holes formed by waves of calamities appeared in the void, and a sky was created with one step.

"The gap between you and me is irreparable!" Zhunti said with a sneer.

Sun Wukong's immortal body is entangled with tribulation texts, flashing with terrifying principles. Each tribulation text is the destruction and birth of a world, the rise and fall of tribulations.

He was dissolving the Buddha's light of annihilation that Chunti had struck on his body. The so-called annihilation is the destruction and end of everything.

Under the saints, almost no living being can withstand the calamity of destruction.

"Boom!"

The aura on Sun Wukong's body fades in and out, expands rapidly, and then declines rapidly, and the true demon's immortal body is operating overload.

He bared his teeth and had a ferocious face.

"Brother Monkey, are you okay?" Nezha Litian and others asked with concern, their faces ugly, knowing that Sun Wukong was in a very bad state at this time.

The next moment, under everyone's horrified gaze, Sun Wukong exploded instantly, exploding into a ball of blood mist and dissipating between heaven and earth. The light of the Nirvana Buddha completely annihilated him without reservation.

"Brother!"

"Sun Wukong!"

At this moment, everyone was in shock, looking at it with dumbfounded expressions and disbelief. A monkey that was alive and kicking just a moment ago was gone the next moment, with even a trace of breath gone.

Only a few people were as steady as old dogs, not panicking at all, and seemed to know what was going on.

"Haha, evildoer, you brought it upon yourself. If you had turned around earlier, how could you have fallen to this point?"

Zhunti clasped his hands together and said with a peaceful face, completely different from the fierce and evil look just now.

Feeling comfortable.

After struggling for so long, the damn monkey was finally gone. It was like taking away a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, and it was extremely comfortable.

If it weren't for the majesty of the saint, he would have laughed.

"Do you also want to give it a try? To perish like this evildoer?" Zhunti glanced around proudly and shouted lightly, with an inexplicable and peaceful smile on his face.

"Old monk, you seem to be happy too early?"

At this moment, a joking voice sounded, loud and clear in the endless deep space.

Everyone looked at the sound, but there was no trace.

The smile on Zhunti's face froze. This familiar voice made him feel as uncomfortable as eating shit.

"Buzz..."

There was a fluctuation in the void, and then Sun Wukong's figure appeared out of thin air, intact and full of energy, and his aura was stronger and thicker than before.

"this…"

Everyone was stunned, and some couldn't understand why Sun Wukong could be reborn intact after being beaten to death.

What kind of method is this?

"Obstacle! Very good. No matter what method you use, the poor monk will make you subdue it today!" Zhunti's face showed an angry look, like a glaring Vajra, and he was completely murderous.

"Come on, if you don't kill my grandson today, you will be my grandson!" Sun Wukong shouted, with an astonishing color in his eyes.

The reason why he was able to come back to life was because of the Nine Deaths Mysterious Technique. This technique hides the secret of death, life and death. Every time he dies, his spirit and form will be destroyed. If he is killed by an external force, if he encounters misfortune, his spirit and form will be destroyed, he can transform the bad luck.

For the supreme blessing, life and death can be reversed, and after rebirth, the skills will be even more powerful.

I just died once, and after being reborn, I obviously feel that my cultivation is more vigorous and powerful. If I die nine times in a row, I might really be able to realize the Hunyuan!

"How presumptuous!" Zhunti shouted and struck again.

Sun Wukong roared loudly, and his chest was glowing. This was the eternal fairy light of the Supreme Bone. Different from the first hand of God, this time the fairy light was more mysterious, more grand, and more mysterious.

This is a more powerful type of bone inscription, forming a strange and invincible secret technique that can bless its own mana, speed and other all-round blessings.

It can make one's own combat power skyrocket, and it can be continuously superimposed, which can increase it up to dozens of times. It has the powerful ability to increase magical powers. By blessing itself, it can increase the energy, energy, attack power, and combat power.

In an instant, Sun Wukong's momentum rose steadily, shaking the world and shaking the world. He had an invincible spirit and even entered a wonderful realm.

Zhunti's eyes narrowed, and there was a faint murderous intention in his body. After the monkey died once, it became visibly stronger. This feeling made him very uncomfortable. If he continued, he might be in trouble.

"Fellow Taoist Sun Wukong, I'm here to help you!" Corpse Bone thought in his mind, put on the robe of equality for all living beings, and came to support.

This made some Buddhist disciples dumbfounded.

What's going on? What's going on?

Wearing cassocks, isn't this one of our own?

The disciples of Jie Jiao put their hands on their foreheads and couldn't bear to look at him anymore. They felt inexplicable shame and looked like they didn't know him.

"Fellow Taoist, I will do it myself without your help!" Sun Wukong said quickly, rejecting the corpse's kindness.

"It doesn't matter, we are all our own, so don't be brave. Although my fellow Taoist has deep magic power, this old monk is a saint and very powerful." Corpse Bone said seriously, not knowing what Sun Wukong was thinking.

In his opinion, they are all one of their own, and it would be unsatisfactory not to help them when they encounter problems.

Besides, this is what they came here to do today.

"You don't have to be polite to this monk, I'll go up together and kill the saint." Ao Lie held the Dragon Book on his head with a majestic momentum, and he was about to kill the saint with great force.

"How presumptuous! What kind of status do you have, and you dare to speak arrogantly?" Tathagata Buddha shouted. Behind him, Maitreya Buddha, Avalokitesvara and other Buddhist disciples all had angry looks on their faces.

"If you are dissatisfied, stand up to me, and I will beat you all by myself!" Ao Lie shouted domineeringly.

"Let's take action together to drive these evil obstacles out of our sect's holy land!" Tathagata Buddha shouted with a solemn expression.

"It's just you?" the Bull Demon King from the Daoxuan Sect said in a buzzing voice, very arrogant.

"Pindao hasn't been active for a long time." Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, his blood gradually boiling.

"Let's do it, I have to rush back to make elixirs!" Master Xuandu said.

"Boom boom!"

A sword light shot up to the sky, creating life and death. Ying Zheng was the first to take action, and his starting move was the Sword of Grass.

"court death!"

"Do it!"

For a time, the Buddhist world was in a state of excitement, and an unprecedented melee broke out.

At the same time, Sun Wukong and the Bone Immortal Emperor were working together to kill Zhunti Pain.

The Corpse Immortal Emperor wears the cassock of equality for all living beings, and raises his hand to perform the Ten Treasures Magic. Compared with the last time, he is even more powerful.


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