Sun Wukong's eyes are not just his, someone is peering through Sun Wukong's eyes.
The next moment.
Zhunti spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was also an old wound on his arm.
But that's all.
"A good method, the entanglement of cause and effect across time and space, you are worthy of being the East Emperor Taiyi, but it is a pity that you are a dead person after all. If you were alive, I might be afraid of you."
Donghuang Taiyi is dead, this is a foregone conclusion.
And all he can change is what happened while he was alive.
He couldn't kill Zhunti.
Zhunti is naturally not afraid.
but……
An auspicious cloud appeared in the sky.
A middle-aged man floated down from the clouds.
"Guangchengzi?"
Zhunti looked disdainful. The Three Pure Ones have left, and now only two Buddhist saints are left in the Three Realms. Is it possible that he is seeking death when he comes out at this time?
After Guangchengzi fell, he bowed to Zhunti and said, "I have seen the saint."
Zhunti snorted coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Guangchengzi smiled and said: "The Buddhist sect is cruel and kills my disciples, so my Taoist sect will naturally seek justice."
One sentence is like a bolt from the blue.
Zhunti said nothing.
Sun Wukong turned his head and squinted his eyes, staring at Guangchengzi.
The timing of Daomen's appearance is really perfect. If he had been earlier, he would not be as murderous as he is now.
Guangchengzi could naturally feel Sun Wukong's murderous intention, but he didn't care. A demon king who had lost almost all his people was just hanging on here relying on the strength left by his ancestors.
Zhunti suddenly laughed: "You want to kill me?"
"Don't dare."
Guangchengzi quickly waved his hand.
But behind him, Taoist disciples appeared one after another.
Each and every one of them showed their magnanimity, just like overseas immortals, which formed a sharp contrast with the dilapidated battlefield.
Guangchengzi no longer pretended at this time: "It should be my Taoist sect that is doing justice for heaven."
"Taoist formation?"
"Little Doyle."
Zhunti raised his interest a little.
When he was conferred as a god, he had seen the power of the Dao Sect Formation. However, whether it was the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation or the Ten Jue Formation, the so-called Great Luo Golden Immortal would stumble, but they could not cause harm to the saint.
"Whether it is a small path or not, a sage will know it once he tries it."
Then a clear light shone on those Taoist disciples, and the light gradually enveloped them and connected them together.
After a while, a large formation slowly emerged in the sky.
The large formation enveloped the surrounding areas, seemingly covering the entire sky, and the mana fluctuations emanating from it were even more penetrating.
Sun Wukong's expression changed.
"No."
This is Beiju Luzhou.
Using this kind of formation here would definitely destroy the entire Beiju Luzhou.
But this is exactly one of Guangchengzi's purposes.
He doesn't want to use it in Dongsheng Shenzhou, so it can only be used in Beiju Luzhou. Who makes this the first battlefield?
When Sun Wukong saw that Guangchengzi was silent, he immediately rose into the sky, turned into a stream of fire, and smashed towards the slowly rotating formation.
However, the moment he touched the formation, he felt that his connection with heaven and earth was forcibly severed.
An unprecedented feeling of fatigue came over me.
Sun Wukong staggered.
But then he stabilized his body and waved the golden cudgel in his hand with all his strength.
But chains protruded from the void and locked his limbs.
The chains are constantly recycled.
The arrogant Sun Wukong was frozen in mid-air.
Zhunti has not taken any action. He is observing and wants to know the secret of Guangchengzi's formation.
But in terms of what he has shown, Zhunti is not afraid.
Block the world?
hehe!
A saint would be afraid of this.
Even if he blocks everything, the remaining power in the saint's body can be said to be inexhaustible compared to them. Even if they are exhausted, they will not be able to kill a saint.
What's more, can their large formation really trap him?
At this moment, Zhunti felt that it was time to take action.
But……
But he forgot that it was a great calamity at this time!
Chains composed of mana stretched down from the sky and stretched towards Zhunti.
But these chains cannot be moved without touching Zhunti.
Zhunti is still proud.
But as a scream came, Zhunti's pride disappeared.
I saw in the distance, countless Buddhist powerhouses were pulled into the mid-air by falling chains.
This great formation cannot work against a saint, but it cannot be defended against a saint.
This is the purpose of Guangchengzi.
You are awesome!
If you are awesome and no one else is there, how can you preach?
It's true that we are still in the barbaric era, and the human race is so easy to fool. Just show your holiness in front of people, or say some mysterious words, and you can make a large number of human race bow to you.
If there really were no people, it would be extremely difficult for Zhunti to build a Buddhist gate.
Zhunti obviously understood his purpose.
The drunkard's intention is not to drink.
Guangchengzi never wanted to defeat him, but to destroy Buddhism.
Buddhism was created by him, but Buddhism is not just his.
"You are looking for death."
Zhunti wanted to kill him.
But the chains fell down one by one and wrapped around him.
Of course, this formation cannot harm Zhunti, but it can block him for some time, and this time is enough to kill all the bald heads.
When the time comes, your Buddhist sect will have no Buddha, and I will see how you can compete with the Taoist sect.
The final winner of this Taoist battle can only be our Taoist sect!!
Guangchengzi's eyes flashed with crazy light.
But a bright Buddha light cut off all the chains.
Guang Chengzi's expression changed.
When he saw the Buddha's light approaching in a hurry, Guangchengzi couldn't bear to be shocked.
He waved his hand and drew a circle in front of him, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him, but it was of no use.
The Buddha's light penetrated the Tai Chi diagram and hit him.
Guangchengzi retreated violently.
When he stopped, he realized that there was another person in front of Zhunti.
Pick up!!
"It turned out to be a guide for the saint."
Guangchengzi vomited blood and staggered up from the ground.
With just one move, half of his life was gone.
But if you lose, you don't lose. His momentum is not lost at all, and he is even a little arrogant.
It's very simple. He is not afraid of death at all. His mission today is to hold these two people back. The longer it takes, the greater the loss will be to Buddhism.
Jie Yin didn't talk to him.
Turn over.
Buddha's light triumphs.
All the surrounding chains dissipated, and screams were heard from above the formation.
Then some Taoist disciples fell from the clouds.
Then, he led a person to rise into the sky, and he seemed to have transformed into a demon king, sending everyone he saw to see the King of Hell.
The same is true for Zhunti.
When Sun Wukong saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneered.
"You have done all your calculations, but haven't you calculated that the saint can overturn the table?"
"Forget it, but I'm not afraid of him flipping the table."
"Why?"
Sun Wukong was confused.
"Because destiny is mine!!"
The Sage's Tribulation is not only a calamity for the saints, but also a dispute between their orthodoxy.
Now that Heaven has not come out and Buddhism has suffered heavy losses, there is only one winner left that Heaven can choose.