Journey to the West: Characters from the Heavens

"What's wrong?" Hong Yi looked at Chen Yi who was suddenly nervous, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes. He began to look around and asked along Chen Yi's gaze.

"Someone sent a message to me quietly, but I didn't even know who it was, and I couldn't even find out where it sent a message!" Chen Yi reminded with a serious expression, "Be careful, maybe there is something else in the secret!"

"What did he say to you?" Hong Yi's thoughts began to scan the surrounding situation, but did not find anything. Under Hong Yi's thoughts, there was no one nearby except Sun Wukong and others who were fighting.

"He asked me to be careful of Buddhism. He said that Buddhism was ready to use the saint treasure to force me in the Great Leiyin Temple!" A trace of thought flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, "In this way, that is, Buddhism already knew that the true spirit of Jinchanzi was destroyed by me? Or is this their prepared backup?"

"Then you have to be careful!" Hong Yi nodded after hearing this, "If Buddhism wants to save you, it will definitely not only save you. I am afraid that our entire Buddhist team will not be able to escape. However, when we go to Daleiyin Temple, we don't know when it will be. Maybe we will have the strength to overthrow Buddhism directly!"

"By the way, why has the power of Hua Yingxiong's Heavenly Evil not taken effect yet? Wukong and his team's combat power have declined greatly. If we delay, we may really take action again!" Chen Yi wrote down the matter of transformation in his heart, looked at both sides in the battle, and couldn't help but frown and said.

"It's indeed a bit difficult. You know, this is not the Ancestor of the Styx in the Netherworld Blood Sea. It's the Ancestor of the Styx who has absorbed the entire blood sea on earth. It seems that the hidden strength of the Ancestor of the Styx is definitely above the Tathagata!"

Hong Yi also felt a little trouble, but Hong Yi was ready to activate the power of the Yangshen World at any time and summoned Chen Qiaofeng and others.

"Haha! You are getting weaker and weaker. Where are your bold words at the beginning? What about the battle for five hundred years?" The body of the Ancestor Styx was blown up again, but he laughed madly.

"Hmph! My old Sun said that I would hit you for five hundred years, but I would hit you for five hundred years!" Sun Wukong said with some dissatisfaction, then hurriedly absorbed the power of the starlight below and began to restore his magic power.

Zhu Bajie, who was standing aside, didn't even say anything, silently swallowed a mouthful of chaotic energy, while Yang Jian's eyes flashed between his eyebrows and the aura gradually stabilized, and he didn't know what secret method he was using.

"Even if it is exhausted, it is definitely your ancestor of the Styx!" Yang Jian's eyes shot out from the sky, exploding the body of the ancestor of the Styx who had just recovered a little again.

"Useless... Hum?" The mocking voice of the Ancestor of the Styx sounded, but soon, the Ancestor of the Styx changed, "The revived souls? How is this possible? The unjust souls in the sea of ​​blood on earth have obviously been suppressed! Damn, I am not in the sea of ​​blood in the Netherworld, and the blood lotus is not around, so I cannot resolve these unjust souls..."

"It seems that the power of the Heavenly Evil has taken effect!" Chen Yi and Hong Yi looked at each other, and a hint of joy flashed in their eyes. The battle is finally over. From the beginning of meeting the sea of ​​blood on earth to now, they have no idea how much time has passed, and now they can finally end all this.

"Roar!" The old ancestor of the Styx stopped. Every drop of blood in his body contained endless unjust souls. They were countless unjust souls of human race. This was their revenge!

"You think you can control all your blood, but in the end, you will die under the blood path that you are most familiar with!" Yang Jian's heavenly eyes instantly saw clearly what was happening and took the opportunity to take action.

With these unjust souls, it is equivalent to dividing the power of the Ancestor of the Styx into countless parts. The Ancestor of the Styx instantly dropped countless times, and at the same time, it does not have such a powerful recovery ability.

Therefore, it was not just Yang Jian who took action, but Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie quickly took action, followed by Chen Yi and Hong Yi. Before using the fusion technique, they did not have the ability to take action against the quasi-saint-level Ancestor of the Styx, but at this time, their attacks could also destroy part of the body of the Styx.

"Okay! The team of seeking scriptures, Yang Jian, I remember you. Listen, this matter is far from over!" The ancestor of the Styx saw that he was powerless to turn the world around, so he threw out Yuantu Abi directly. This is his magic weapon, and he cannot be missed.

With a "boom!", the next moment, the body of the Ancestor Styx was completely blown up by everyone's efforts. However, Yuan Tu Abi's two divine swords had returned to the Netherworld Blood Sea and returned to the hands of the real Ancestor Styx.

"It really failed, and it didn't even hurt them..." The ancestor of the Styx looked slightly, looking at the direction of chaos outside the sky, but he had no intention of continuing to take action. "However, although the loss this time is relatively large, it is acceptable."

"The most important thing is that the strength of the Scripture-seeking team is much stronger than everyone imagined, but I have already figured it out clearly. With Yang Jian in the late stage of the quasi-saint, they can still withstand it. However, if Yang Jian is not there, the late stage of the quasi-saint may not be enough, but the old quasi-saint, or more power, will definitely solve them. Just do this, is it worth it..."

"Forget it, wait until the demon world's backhand is completed before talking. Maybe then I will be able to mobilize the power of the supreme quasi-saint, and then with the feedback from the end of the Journey to the West, even the Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Lord, or even the saint, will not be afraid at all!"

Chaos outside the sky, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie recovered their strength a little tiredly. Chen Yi and Hong Yi nodded at Yang Jian, and Chen Yi said: "Thank you, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun for help in this battle!"

"You are polite to the Holy Monk, this is all I should do." Yang Jian shook his head and sighed softly, "It's a pity that those living beings who died tragically have no destination..."

"Don't worry about this, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. The new Fengdu Emperor has led them away and will give them a proper arrangement." Chen Yi said with a smile after receiving the news from Conan.

"That's great!" Yang Jian's eyes lit up and he couldn't help laughing, "Then I won't bother the Holy Monk anymore. This battle is really comfortable!"

After Yang Jian finished speaking, his body flashed and disappeared into the chaos outside the sky, and returned to Guanjiangkou. Even if the chaos outside the sky is so close to the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian had no intention of going to the Heavenly Court to take a look. This made the Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Lord sigh helplessly.

Chen Yi and others did not rush to leave, but waited for Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie to completely restore their magic power, and then turned around and returned to the place where the White Dragon Horse was staying on the way west.