The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

There were cracks all over the statue, and a faint golden light was released from the statue.

Looking at this scene in stunned silence, everyone present looked horrified, even Xuan Zang was a little surprised.

"Master Xuanzang! Is your disciple crazy?"

Master Yunbo came to his senses instantly, looked at Xuanzang with a look of fear and roared.

He waved his arm violently and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you worried about the punishment from heaven?"

Hearing this, Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, but then he frowned. He knew Sun Wukong's temperament better than anyone else, and he would never do such a thing for no reason.

He is from the Dragon Palace!

Looking at Sun Wukong standing in the sky, Xuanzang said in a deep voice: "My disciple has his own reasons for doing this. Master can just watch."

"you!"

Yunbo didn't expect Xuanzang to say that, and his face instantly turned ugly, but he had no choice but to watch helplessly.

At this time, the King of the Wuji Kingdom had a look of astonishment on his face. Seeing that the statue was about to shatter into pieces, he immediately stopped caring and waved his arm, pointed directly at Sun Wukong in the sky, and said angrily: "Give this king the chance to break it." Take it!”

With an order, countless string control sounds sounded. Although I don't know why there are such crossbowmen in this conference, people with a discerning eye can already see that they are prepared.

I saw the arm of the King of the Black Chicken Kingdom falling heavily, and then there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Countless sharp arrows shot out one after another, shooting towards Sun Wukong in the sky.

When Huang Tianlu saw this, his brows immediately furrowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly discovered that there was light flickering over the crossbow.

"talisman arrows!"

His face suddenly darkened, and Huang Tianlu waved his hand, and countless rays of light gathered in his hand. Then he lifted it into the sky, and saw countless golden lights instantly appear behind Sun Wukong.

The sharp arrows stopped one after another, and the arrow body trembled slightly, but it was difficult to break through Huang Tianlu's defense.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with their mouths open, and they couldn't help but feel a little frightened in their hearts. How could they have imagined that the three disciples of Xuanzang would be so powerful?

Just when everyone was stunned, they saw Huang Tianlu move his wrist, and the golden arrows wrapped in the sky turned their arrows and shot towards the formation of the Wuji Kingdom army.

In an instant, screams broke out everywhere, and Huang Tianlu strangled all the soldiers who had been ambushing him with a single move.

There was silence between heaven and earth. No one thought that Huang Tianlu would actually do this. Xuan Zang's face turned extremely pale.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but suddenly he found that Sun Wukong in the sky had changed again.

The golden light floated on his body, and the statue that was still struggling to hold up fell into pieces in an instant.

Before everyone could recover, countless rubbles shattered.

Looking at the scattered fragments, everyone's hearts were shaken, and then the sound of wailing was heard.

If the statue of the god is destroyed, the Dragon Palace will definitely punish them!

For a moment, everyone in the Wuji Kingdom looked at the four masters and disciples of Xuanzang fiercely, their eyes filled with cold light.

"Xuanzang! Do you want to die to apologize? That's a statue of a god!"

Master Yunbo's face was full of horror. It took a long time before he came back to his senses, looked at Xuanzang and said harshly.

"Master Yunbo, it's you who deserve to die!"

A faint voice came from the sky. At this time, Sun Wukong had already put back the Heaven-Qi Cudgel in his hand. He looked at the horrified Master Yunbo with a calm expression. There was an indescribable murderous intention in his cold eyes.

"You, your arrogant words! Aren't you worried about heaven's punishment?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately chuckled and said: "How rare, how many people in the Dragon Palace dare to speak to me like this? Don't you know my identity?"

Pointing his finger at the broken statue, Sun Wukong said in a cold voice: "Take a good look at what this is!"

Looking in the direction pointed by Sun Wukong's finger, Master Yunbo was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed dramatically, and his expression was full of disbelief.

"How is this possible! This is a Western idol!?"

Among the rubble at this time, a statue of a god about half a man tall was emitting a faint golden light. It looked solemn and somewhat intimidating.

It’s just that the statue doesn’t know that it’s a statue of the Dragon Palace Immortal God, but a statue of a Western religion!

Looking at this scene, Master Yunbo swallowed his saliva, and a trace of panic flashed across his expression. Even he himself didn't know why there were Western things in this statue.

The next second, Master Yunbo shook his head crazily and said, "No! It's impossible! I definitely didn't do this!"

"Of course you didn't do it, you don't have the courage!"

Sun Wukong sneered, and then his eyes fell on the king of Wuji Kingdom in the distance. The golden light filled his eyes, which instantly shocked him.

I saw light flashing on the body of the King of Wuji Kingdom, and wisps of golden light gradually condensed behind him, and then slowly turned into a golden body. It was also a golden body of Western religion.

This king is afraid of being deceitful!

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, then took out the Qitian Stick in his hand and hit the king hard.

Seeing this scene, everyone present exclaimed. It was not enough for Sun Wukong to smash the statue. Could it be that he also killed the king?

With horror in his heart, he saw the King of the Black Chicken Kingdom raising his hand and a white light condensed out, blocking his face.

"Lord Mahatma!?"

Yan Yuan looked at the Dharma image condensed instantly after the white light, and when he even exclaimed, his face darkened.

The Venerable Datian in front of them is the head of the Western Sect. His cultivation is unfathomable, and even his realm is difficult to determine. They did not expect that the king of the Wuji Kingdom was actually transformed by him, which surprised them.

I saw the Qitian Stick arriving in an instant and hitting the white light hard. On the other hand, the Great Propaganda Master raised his hand with one hand, and countless spiritual energy poured out from his palm.

Sun Wukong sneered, and then turned his wrist, and saw the Heaven-equalling Staff raised again, and struck hard on the Dharma of Lord Datian.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and before everyone could recover, countless spiritual powers swept away and spread to the entire capital in an instant.

The sand and stones were flying, and the spiritual energy was raging. The moment the spiritual energy spread, Yan Yuan jumped onto the stage, raising his hands to protect the master and Master Yunbo.

Looking at the situation in front of him with a stern look, even Sun Wukong was in a daze.

This Venerable Sun doesn't seem to be as easy to deal with as it seems.