"Die, monkey!!!!"
The moment the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, Sun Wukong shouted those words, Luo Cuilian finally exploded.
The long suppressed curse power exploded, Luo Cuilian took a step forward and appeared in front of Sun Wukong in the sky.
With a palm strike, the Twelve Flying Phoenix Divine Palms with surging curse power stirred up a howling gale.
"Good timing!"
Sun Wukong swung his staff to meet her.
When the palm and staff collided, the vibrating atmosphere formed a circular shockwave visible to the naked eye.
"Zhao Ke's beard, Wu Gou's frost and snow!"
Luo Cuilian opened her small mouth, a beautiful song resounded through the sky.
"A silver saddle shines on a white horse, like a meteor!"
The sky changed color, dark clouds rolled, and lightning flashed.
"Killing one in ten steps, not leaving a trace for a thousand miles! When the deed is done, leave with a flick of your sleeves, hide your identity and name! "
Like a natural disaster, the wind swept through the sky. If it wasn't for Ikaros' Absolute Defense (Aegis), Wanli and the others would've been blown far away.
Sun Wukong, who was in the center of the storm, didn't move an inch. His body was like a rock, and with a mad smile, he kept swinging his staff.
"Ahahahaha! Again! Again! "
The staff swung faster and faster, eventually forming a sky full of staff shadows that shrouded Luo Cuilian's body.
"Leisurely passing through Xinling drinks, take off your sword and cross your knee!"
The raging wind suddenly changed and condensed into a wind blade that met Sun Wukong's staff head-on.
At the same time, Luo Cuilian pressed forward and reached out her white jade-like right hand, and caught Sun Wukong's staff in a dazzling array of staff shadows.
"Haaah-!!!"
With a roar, Luo Cuilian grabbed the staff tightly and mercilessly hit Sun Wukong's chest with her other hand.
Absolute dominance, absolute strength, absolute martial artist.
The palm strike with the force of a thousand catties sent Sun Wukong's body flying. Luo Cuilian followed up in the next moment and struck with both palms again.
"Boom!!"
The curse power in Luo Cuilian's palm exploded. This time, the burst of curse power was too strong. The friction with the air even caused scorching flames in the air.
Sun Wukong held the staff in one hand and used it as a sword to stab Luo Cuilian's palms. The tip of the staff was entangled with the curse power, making an ear-piercing screech.
Seeing this, Luo Cuilian revealed a dangerous smile.
"The Heavenly Dao is clear and bright, the Dao of Dao is peaceful, and the Dao of Dao is empty and peaceful! Ha! "
Following that loud shout, the entire world resounded with a buzzing sound produced by some kind of powerful vibration.
Even the ground where Eight-cloud Ink was located was rapidly cracking.
"Brilliant Yang Yang, the brilliance of lightning! The spirits of the heavens, the spirits of the earth, Taishang Laojun, I command you urgently! "
While leisurely blocking Sun Wukong's attacks, Luo Cuilian continued to chant.
The curse power in his body continued to rise, swaying like a blazing sun.
Then, a phantom appeared behind Luo Cuilian like a mirage.
The illusory figure gradually solidified, and finally turned into a tall, muscular giant.
He had a beautiful shaved head, a serious expression, a huge body with bulging muscles and bones, and rough clothing for the lower half of his body.
The Golden Giant.
"Oh? Did you summon a Vajra Warrior? "
Sun Wukong looked at the Vajra Warrior behind Luo Cuilian.
"Soaring Dragon, Close Quarters Attack, Eight Paths Swift and Violent, Flipping Mandarin Duck Feet!"
Just like teaching fist techniques, Luo Cuilian spoke while pressing Sun Wukong with the Vajra Warrior.
"Hehehe, you're not the only one who can call others!"
Sun Wukong withdrew the Jingu Staff and pulled a distance away, then pulled a tuft of hair from the back of his head.
He put it to his mouth and blew gently, the scattered hair suddenly turned into a dozen golden-haired monkeys.
The golden-haired monkeys swarmed up and entangled the Vajra Warrior summoned by Luo Cuilian.
"Now it's the two of us again!"
Sun Wukong held up the Jingu Staff and stood proudly.
Luo Cuilian was cold and silent, and her body quickly closed the distance between her and Sun Wukong.
At the same time, she stomped and kneed, and at the same time, she threw a short punch, kneed, mid-thrust, and a roundhouse kick in the air.
The attacks kept repeating like flowing water, and Sun Wukong had to wave the Jingu Staff in his hand to the limit to resist Luo Cuilian's attacks.
"So, so strong … I can't see her movements at all …"
Ten Thousand Miles Gu Youli, Lily Yana, and Ten Thousand Miles Gu Guguguang, the three girls stared blankly at the fierce battle in the sky.
"Hmm … That old witch seems to have become stronger again."
Little Woban crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at Luo Cuilian.
Winter Horse Kaneko and Kuniyoshi Zuka stood behind, cold sweat dripping — — they didn't dare to imagine, if this battle didn't happen in the Hidden World but in the Modern World, what kind of disaster would it cause?
Perhaps the whole of Tokyo would be destroyed?
Luo Cuilian's [Dragon Tiger Roar] left a deep impression on them.
They couldn't help but look at Eight-cloud Ink on the other side.
To be able to defeat Luo Cuilian, how strong is he?
Just as Sun Wukong and Luo Cuilian were in the midst of a fierce battle, Eight-cloud Ink's eyes suddenly focused and looked in a certain direction.
Suddenly, three sounds of something breaking through the air were heard.
Ikaros' eyes immediately turned blood red.
The next moment, Susanoo, the black-clothed mage, and Princess Lazuli Eyes appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing Susanoo, Winter Horse Kaneko and Kuniyoshi Zuka were shocked at first, then immediately bowed deeply.
"Oh my, it's really lively here …"
The tall Susanoo looked at the situation in front of him, first his gaze fell on Luo Cuilian and Sun Wukong fighting in the sky, then he looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
"Sure enough, the Hidden World that recorded all the information of the universe's past, present, and future has no relevant records at all, it seems like there really is an unknown factor."
Eight-cloud Ink raised an eyebrow and looked at the three people in front of him.
"Susanoo … Who are these two?"
"Amitabha …"
The black-clothed mage stepped forward and chanted the name of Buddha.
But his voice was like a broken gong, making Eight-cloud Ink feel uncomfortable for a while.
"This monk is Konghai."
Master Konghai, also known as Vajra Illumination. In the 23rd year of the Yan calendar (804), together with Master Cheng, he was sent to the Tang Empire to study. After arriving in Tang, he was transferred to Chang 'an and visited the temple to choose a teacher. In March of the following year, he became the disciple of Master Huiguo of the Azure Dragon Temple and was taught by Master Huiguo wholeheartedly. In December of the same year, Master Huiguo passed away, so Konghai went around to study. In October of the following year, he returned to Tang and stayed in Tang for more than two years.
After returning to Japan, he became a mainstay of Japan's Buddhist world, and after his death, he was worshiped by later generations and finally became a god.
Just like Tokugawa Ieyasu, he was worshiped by later generations of Japanese and became a god.
Who would have thought that the black-clothed mage with Susanoo was actually him.
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Princess Lazuli Eyes.
"Um … Who are you?"
"Your name?"
Princess Lazuli Eyes tapped her lips like a little girl, tilted her head and blinked.
"… It's been too long, I forgot, I think it's called Oda City."
Oda City … Oda Nobunaga's sister, the number one beauty of the Warring States period?
Another god worshiped by later generations and finally became a god.
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