Seeing that the scene was shocked, the Great Sun Tathagata was about to continue talking. Originally, he wanted to secretly absorb the luck of the dynasty, but since it was exposed now, he might as well do it openly.

"Where..."

"Stop farting, you're going to stink my grandson to death!"

A voice instantly drowned out the Great Sun Tathagata, and then Wu Peilin screamed at the golden Buddha in his hand and swallowed Fu Tianchou's Heavenly Wolf.

After the war spirit and the Buddha statue were combined, a huge light and shadow holding a golden hoop appeared above the execution place.

Lin Zhengying: "Great Sage!"

Wu Peilin: "Fight and defeat the Buddha!"

Sun Wukong looked down at the Great Sun Tathagata in front of him, his fiery eyes penetrated the outer shell, and seemed to see something.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong laughed, stretched out his hand, and made a sign of three, "Three sticks, if Three sticks didn't let you show your true form today, you're hiding it well!"

"Bold monster!" Sun Tathagata was furious. Sun Wukong's monkey characteristics were particularly obvious. Being criticized by Sun Wukong made him feel very disappointed.

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel.

This stick seemed to smash the sky, the falling process was directly eliminated, and it landed on the head of the Great Sun Tathagata with a snap.

"This stick will break your luck!"

The dynasty's luck grafted onto the body of the Great Sun Tathagata is dispersed in all directions under the golden cudgel, and the effect of the jade seal on suppressing luck seems to be non-existent in front of the golden cudgel.

Don’t forget, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel is also known as the Dinghai Divine Needle. In all the worlds where there are myths and legends about Dayu’s water control, its shocking effect far exceeds that of the luck-suppressing objects of human dynasties.

"This stick! Destroy your appearance!"

Sun Wukong did not stop. He seemed to be in a hurry. The second stick came later and hit the Sun Tathagata almost at the same time as the first stick.

With a click, a huge crack spread from the point where the golden cudgel landed towards the Buddha's body.

Through the cracks made by the smashing, all the people connected to Fu Tianqiu's body could be seen from his perspective. The black limbs under the Buddha light in the sky were densely packed and constantly twisting, which was disgusting.

"You fell down before I even exerted any force?" Sun Wukong pointed his finger at the Great Sun Tathagata from a distance, widening the crack, "Three sticks still think highly of you. You are just a small centipede spirit, but you can't do it."

How dare you speak nonsense here!"

"The last stick! Send you back to the west!"

The huge momentum pressed Pudu Cihang, who was completely exposed, to the spot. The golden cudgel was pointed downwards, preparing to crush the thousand-year-old centipede to death.

Suddenly, black fog filled the air, the sunlight was blocked, and the world became extremely gloomy in the blink of an eye. Then Sun Wukong felt a little helpless, and the Buddha's shadow rippled slightly in the air and then disappeared.

The centipede spirit on the ground, Pudu Cihang, was also grabbed into the soil by a black hand and disappeared directly from the world.

After a few seconds, everything was calm and the world returned to its original appearance.

Fu Tianqiu, who was in the middle of the execution ground, laughed and turned into light and dispersed.

This only revealed Pudu Cihang's vicious plan to deliberately destroy the unity of the human race. Fu Tianchou was already satisfied with this, although the Buddha's depravity had an impact on the beliefs of many people.

As a result, things took a turn for the worse, and the so-called arrogant Great Sun Tathagata turned out to be just a centipede spirit in disguise.

Although this will also make people suspicious of the Buddha and the dynasty, it is much better than the initial situation anyway.

The attention of humanity gradually dissipated from the people present. Fu Tianchou was a banner of humanity, and humanity was prepared to do its best to protect him.

But Fu Tianchou himself chose another path, which was to hand the flag into everyone's hands. In this way, no demon could destroy the flag, and he only needed to live in people's hearts.

The only flaw in this incident was that Pudu Cihang escaped, but his escape itself also exposed the biggest mastermind.

"It seems like it's the underworld." Lin Zhengying turned to look at Li Zhao and said.

"That's right, but it's not like those people's methods. Let's wait and see." Zhao Li said.

The method of blocking out the sky and confusing yin and yang just now is in line with the local capabilities and characteristics, and does not look like the actions of Thanos and his group.

This kind of rough operation with a bit of delicacy is not something that can be done by those guys who like to pile up values ​​crazily.

While Lin Zhengying and Zhao Li were discussing, Wu Peilin came to the execution ground. Fu Tianchou's family members stood here collecting the clothes and clothes that Fu Tianchou had left behind. They might go back and set up a tomb for clothes.

"Amitabha..." Wu Peilin greeted and read the scriptures.

Wu Peilin actually saw from the final conflict that the problem lies in the underworld. The chaos in the human world is probably because someone in the underworld is causing trouble.

Therefore, the Heart Sutra of Rebirth is of little use. After all, this Heart Sutra is sometimes like a Taoist letter, in which salvation is accomplished by summoning soldiers from the underworld. Now it is estimated that no underworld soldiers will respond to the sutra.

In addition, Fu Tianchou had disappeared into thin air, and the Yin soldiers were helpless when they arrived, but apart from reciting this, Wu Peilin didn't know what he could do.

Zhao Li glanced at Wu Peilin's useless efforts and turned away. In fact, he also made a final attempt.

It's a pity that neither Fu Tianchou nor the mastermind behind the scenes, Zhao Li can leave any trace of their presence.

"Tao Zhang Lin, Mr. Zhao Li." Xie Bian came over and greeted the two of them mysteriously.

Lin Zhengying: "What's the matter?"

Xie Bian looked left and right, then opened his right hand, and a faint black hair composed of breath floated in his palm.

"That one?!" Zhao Li asked a little surprised.

Xie Bian nodded, "I pulled it down when the black mist passed by me."

Lin Zhengying didn't know what to say. The name Xie Bi'an was indeed chosen correctly. The aura that even Zhao Li could not retain was retained by him casually grabbing it.

"Amitabha, if you two plan to go to the underworld, how about taking the young monk with you again?" Wu Peilin suddenly appeared from behind Xie Bian, startling him.

"If you can, please take me with you." The man who was noteworthy in Lin Zhengying's eyes, who looked like a Taoist priest, a general, and a divination master came over and said, "Introduce yourself, the strategic advisor of the Sirius Army.

, Zhuge Wolong."

Seeing the big guys gathering, Zhiqiu Yiye was ready to get involved, but before he could get a few meters away, he was caught by Yan Chixia.

"Stop making trouble, you are not old enough to be exposed to those things yet." Yan Chixia said without any politeness.

Yan Chixia himself was not sure whether he should go up and ask. After all, in the underworld, he really couldn't guarantee whether he would be the one holding him back.
Chapter completed!