Start fusion god-level system

Hong Zhong Dalu's shout penetrated the top barrier of the thick earth universe, traversed the black flame universe and the Yinfeng universe, and continued to soar all the way, and was about to break through the Xuanming universe.

At this moment, a golden stick phantom suddenly broke through the sky from the top of the Xuanming Great Universe, and under the head-on heavy blow, it defeated the sound wave from Xuannv and dissipated it.

"Bastard!"

"Who is here?"

"Dare to block the means of this seat!"

Xuannv yelled at the sky, very annoyed.

"Haha, don't be angry, my lord Xuannv."

"It's not good if you get angry."

A monkey-like laugh came from the air.

"It's you?"

"God Emperor Qitian, why are you so meddling in my own business!"

Xuannv heard the voice of Sun Wukong, Emperor Qitian, and asked loudly.

"have a finger in the pie?"

"Hee hee, so what, don't you know that this is my grandson's hobby?"

Monkey King laughed and showed his figure, appearing opposite the Nine Heavens Profound Girl and beside Qin Nan.

The Monkey King at this moment is also a phantom, not his true self.

"You, what do you want?"

Xuannv suppressed the anger in her heart, gritted her teeth and asked.

"I don't want to."

"It's just that my old grandson can't see you bullying a junior."

Sun Wukong was carrying the golden cudgel, half lying on a white cloud, and replied as if nothing had happened.

"This kid almost destroyed my three avatars. Why not punish me a little?"

Xuannv didn't want to tear herself apart with the difficult guy in front of her for the time being, so she had to explain.

"A little punishment?"

"Then is the gate of the Great Dao still needed?"

"Why do I think you are putting people to death?"

"Do you want to face this wave of dimensionality reduction blows?"

"Besides, your three evil bodies are doing evil in the lower realm and doing all kinds of evil. It's time to teach them a lesson."

"You don't care if you don't ask, they will discipline you for you, what's the matter, you still won't win?"

"Is the skin of Empress Xuannu so crispy?"

Sun Wukong laughed and mocked.

"Dead monkey, are you going to get out of the way?"

Xuannv saw that Qin Nan's yin-yang and five-element fusion technique was about to be completed. Once the last time was missed, the phantom alone would not be able to clean up Qin Nan, so she stopped talking and cursed at Monkey King directly!
"Hey, I just won't get out of the way, what can you do?"

"If you want to fight, my old grandson is best at it, come on."

Monkey King turned over and stood up, holding a golden cudgel, ready to fight.

"you--"

Xuannv gritted her teeth angrily, and stomped her feet anxiously.

She and Sun Wukong are almost equal in cultivation, and in the same phantom state, her combat power is slightly inferior to the opponent.

This kind of head-to-head confrontation not only won't get any benefit, but will bring humiliation to oneself.

Anxious, Xuannv felt even more fearful in her heart, hesitating and not daring to fight head-on.

"what happened?"

"Scared?"

"If you're afraid, go back obediently and stay in your heavenly palace. After you leave the customs, our real bodies will have a good fight."

Sun Wukong carried the golden cudgel on his shoulders again, and joked with a smile.

"Wukong, rest is rude."

"How dare you be so presumptuous to Empress Xuannv!"

In the void, there was a rebuke, followed by a flash of golden light, a young monk wearing a brocade cassock, holding a tin rod with nine rings, and a pair of fine leather bags appeared between Xuannv and Wukong.

It was the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty in the past, the current Buddhist master, the Jin Chan God Emperor.

"Holy Monk."

Xuannv nodded to Jin Chanzi.

"Well, Amitabha."

"Your Majesty Xuan Nu, you are welcome. The poor monk came here this time to help you."

"Wukong, get back quickly!"

Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and after paying respects to Xuannv, he turned around and scolded Monkey King.

"Hey, I said Jin Chan, what are you doing?"

"My old grandson has already left Buddhism and is no longer your disciple. Why do you instruct me?"

Monkey King didn't take Jin Chanzi's scolding seriously.

"Wukong, the so-called being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of your life, how dare you defect from Buddhism and do such a thing of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors?"

"The so-called sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, if you look back, you will see the shore."

"It's not easy for me to think of you as a teacher, as long as you let go of the obsession in your heart, go back with the teacher and confess your mistakes to the World Honored One, the teacher will not only keep you safe and sound, but also implore the Buddha to continue to ennoble you as the Fighting and Victorious Buddha."

"what do you think?"

Jin Chanzi narrated it pretending to be emotional, quite hypocritical as a teacher.

"fart!"

"The bald donkeys of your Buddhist sect seem to be kind-hearted, but in fact they are all sinister, cunning, hypocritical, and my grandson will not be fooled by you."

"I want me to go back and serve as your loyal lackey again, dream about it!"

Monkey King scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and said angrily.

"Monkey head, you are really obsessed with your obsession. As a teacher, you have to clear the door for my Buddhist school!"

After Jin Chanzi was despised by Monkey King for a while, he withdrew his previous hypocrisy and began to stare at each other angrily.

Black air oozes out from the Dharma body bathed in golden light.

"Jin Chan, don't bully people too much!"

"Don't be afraid of Wukong, Yang Jian is here to help you!"

"Find a fight!"

Just when Jin Chanzi was about to make a dirty trick, a three-pointed two-edged knife on top of his head struck across the air.

The blue light is waving, and it is powerful!
Jin Chanzi didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly raised the nine-ringed tin staff to resist, but even so, he was hit by the huge force of the three-pointed and two-edged knife and retreated more than ten steps before he stabilized his figure.

The blue light dissipated, and Yang Jian appeared.

"Yang Jian, are you here too?"

"Thank you very much!"

Seeing Yang Jian coming, Sun Wukong was very happy and thanked him again and again.

"Hehe, don't be too polite, Wukong. You and my brother have always fought side by side, sharing life and death together. How can I be missing in such a situation?"

Yang Jian took a step forward and came to Wukong. The two stood side by side, facing Jiutian Xuannv and Jin Chanzi at the same time.

"Three-eyed Emperor Yang Jian?"

"Could it be that you want to die too?"

Jin Chanzi's tone of voice became gloomy and cold, and the nine-ringed tin rod in his hand began to rotate.

"Jinchan, don't talk big, if you want to embarrass Wukong, you have to pass me first!"

Yang Jian ignored Jin Chanzi's threat at all, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, a slingshot on his waist, and Xiao Tiangou followed closely beside him.

Xuannv and Sun Wukong were also ready to fight almost at the same time.

"Brother Yang Jian, Brother Wukong, why don't you call me when you fight?"

When the two camps were at war, the voice of a teenage boy came from the void.

Followed by the sound, I saw him holding a magic knife and a sharp gun, stepping on an invincible hot wheel, a circle of ever-changing universe in his palm, and a Nebula Huntian silk around his waist, showing his majesty with three heads and eight arms.

There are also gold bricks, yin and yang swords, and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Hood floating in front of him. He is really the majestic eight-armed Nezha, the unparalleled god of the sea! ! !