Journey to the West: Characters from the Heavens

"You are so splattering monkey, looking for death!" He was knocked out by Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and his monk's robe was broken. His mood was completely destroyed and his mind was completely destroyed shouted angrily, and his infinite light was released.

As this infinite light shone into the entire Yangshen world, Chen Yi and others clearly felt that their thoughts seemed to have slowed down, just like a ball of paste in their minds, and they had no idea what they should do or what they should think.

However, Sun Wukong, who fought with Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, was not affected much, because there was only one thought left in his brain, that is, battle!

"Bang!" Sun Wukong's golden cudgel collided with a golden lotus, making a harsh sound, and even the entire Yangshen world trembled, and this was just the beginning of a new round of battle.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The buildings and mountains belonging to Huanghua Temple had just been collected into the Yangshen world, all of which had disappeared. They had been shaken into pieces by the battle between Sun Wukong and Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and disappeared completely.

As the battle continued to heat up, Sun Wukong's injuries became more and more, and he gradually turned into a blood monkey. But even so, Sun Wukong had no intention of retreating at all. It was precisely because of his desperate battle that the body of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta also added a lot of injuries.

"Which is that just now?" Gradually, as the injuries on the body of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta deepened, Chen Yi and others slowly woke up. They looked at each other and suddenly realized what had happened before.

"Damn it, the aura of wisdom reduction?!" Nezha's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but shouted, "He actually has such a perverted ability? Fortunately, he did not practice the aura of wisdom reduction to an invincible state, otherwise, we might have fallen here today!"

"How can this be compared with the true aura of wisdom reduction?" Chen Yi's expression did not change much. He smiled and shook his head, and said softly, "The real aura of wisdom reduction is a passive skill, but this is an active skill, a ability to slow people's thinking. It is much worse than the real aura of wisdom reduction..."

"Yes, the magical power of the aura of wisdom cannot be practiced after birth, but the move of the Great Stream is indeed a bit powerful, especially for me, which has a great impact!" Hong Yi nodded in approval, and looked at the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta with some fear and said.

"If the way of thought is slowed down, it will be a bit troublesome. It is equivalent to the fact that most of your strength will be consumed." Chen Yi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he looked at the direction of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and said, "So, this Mahasthamaprapta must die!"

"Crack!" At this moment, a broken sound echoed in the entire Yangshen world, making everyone look at it. Chen Yi and others were even a little nervous, afraid that something would go wrong with Sun Wukong.

However, although the sound came from Sun Wukong, it was not because Sun Wukong had any problems. Instead, Sun Wukong finally broke through, and a powerful force surged out from Sun Wukong, and even his previous injuries recovered.

On the other hand, there was no such good luck on the side of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. Although his previous injuries were much lighter than Sun Wukong, after Sun Wukong broke through, the situation on the entire battlefield completely changed, and he began to be suppressed by Sun Wukong!

"Damn it! Am I really going to fall here today?" Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta felt that his injuries were getting worse and worse, and his thoughts were drifting a little. "I haven't helped Buddhism eliminate these cancers, and I haven't helped Buddhism recover to its original state. How can I die?"

Thinking of this, Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta was a little excited, but even though Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta was excited, it did not change much of the situation. Sun Wukong still firmly gained the upper hand, and even Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta no longer had any chance to counterattack and injure Sun Wukong.

This is also impossible. Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta is not like Sun Wukong, who has improved his battles all the way. He fought with Sun Wukong, and he used his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths. He was able to suppress Sun Wukong with his realm advantage before. Now the realm advantage does not exist, and the hope of victory no longer exists.

"Even I am going to die at the hands of the westward team. So how many people in the Buddhist sect can survive at the hands of the westward team?" As the injuries of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva became deeper and deeper, his thoughts began to drift away again. After all, the vitality of the quasi-saint was extremely tenacious, and Sun Wukong could not achieve absolute crushing, so he could not kill Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva for a while.

"Now Sun Wukong has already broken through to the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint. If he could break through to the late stage of the Quasi-Saint when he walked to the Great Leiyin Temple, then there would probably be few people in the Buddhist sect that could control him..."

"There are Xuanzang and others who have shown their quasi-saint's strength before, but have not taken action yet, and I don't know which step they have reached..."

With a "bang!", Sun Wukong smashed the body of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta with a stick. Seeing the body of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta gathered together again, a faint golden light surged in Sun Wukong's eyes.

"Huh!" Sun Wukong let out a long breath of turbid air. Although his realm had broken through and his injuries had recovered, the feeling of fatigue did not dissipate. After all, it was unknown how long it had been since the battle began.

"Let's take action. Wukong has successfully broken through and is familiar with his new realm. There is no need to make Wukong so tired." Chen Yi winked at Hong Yi, Nezha and others, and then turned into Nezha's little giant, blessing most of the power of the Yangshen world to himself.

This is why Chen Yi and others did not directly use the power of the Yangshen World at the beginning. Most of the power of the original Yangshen World was used to restrict the escape of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta.

But what Chen Yi and others didn't know was that as most of the power of the Yangshen world was drawn, the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, who was in a dying state, seemed to feel something.

"Fake? Am I fake? I am not the real body? The entire Buddhist sect is not the real body?" Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta subconsciously murmured, with an incredible gaze flashing in his eyes.

With a "puff!", Nezha's little giant hammered the Buddha axe and killed the body of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and the soul. In fact, he wanted to stop when he heard the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta speak, but the power to destroy the Buddha in the Buddha axe exploded, directly ending the life of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and allowing him to integrate into the world of Yangshen.