Big dreamer

Yang Jian's face froze, and he turned his head with difficulty, only to see Chi You whose body was split into two, wrapped in demonic energy. The black demonic patterns on his body were actually blooming with golden light at this moment, and the layers of flesh and blood between the two sides were like They were connected like a spider web and quickly squirmed and stuck together.

Not long after, Chi You had returned to his original state.

Yang Jian was already desperate. The gap between them and this ancient immortal war god was too big to be overcome.

Chi You didn't have many ups and downs in his heart. In the past years of fighting, he had seen too many powerful enemies. Those who lost to him and those who defeated him were all gone now.

"You will eventually become dust under the wheel of history..."

After saying this, he held the battle ax and struck it down at Yang Jian and Shen Luozong.

It seems that no one in heaven and earth can stop him in the slightest.

"Amitabha……"

At this moment, a Buddhist chant sounded, which seemed close at hand and yet far away in the horizon. .

When Chi You heard this Buddhist chant, the hand waving the giant ax couldn't help but stop in mid-air, and his eyes looked in a distant direction.

It was at the foot of a green mountain peak, and under a leafy old locust tree, stood a low thatched house. At this moment, there was a curl of smoke, adding a bit of smoke and fire to this beautiful place.

A young monk wearing moon-white monk robes, holding a nine-ringed tin staff in one hand and a purple gold alms bowl in the other slowly walked out and looked at Chi You with a kind expression.

The two were obviously thousands of miles apart, but they looked at each other as if they had traveled through endless void.

"Jin Chanzi..." Chi You vaguely remembered the aura of this young monk.

"The poor monk's name is Xuanzang. He has been waiting for the benefactor for a long time." A smile appeared on the young monk's face. He held his staff and walked with his alms bowl. With one step, he reached hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers.

At the same time, a chain of mountains in the far east, with strange twists and turns, looked like a person lying on his side with his elbows on his elbows. When there was a burst of golden light, it exploded.

On the broken rocks in the center of the mountain range, a fur-faced hozen wearing an ocher yellow robe and a tiger skin skirt tied around his waist stretched lazily, rolled on the spot, turned over, and soared into the sky.

He blinked a few times with his smart eyes, hoisted a long golden stick on his shoulder, and flew towards this side on the clouds, shouting loudly: "Idiot, can't you still afford to fall asleep?"

Where the words fell, tens of thousands of miles away to the south, in a scorching desert, there was a green melon field. A fat old farmer was lying on a rocking chair under the pergola beside the field, holding a fresh and sweet watermelon in one hand and grabbing it with the other. A cattail leaf fan covering his face seemed to suddenly wake him up, and he sat up suddenly.

The old farmer dropped the cattail fan, took a sip of the watermelon in his hand, and threw it aside.

"Hey, it's time to get up and work..."

He muttered, walked out of the pergola, and casually picked up the iron rake leaning against the pillar. His figure instantly expanded ten thousand times, and he grinned, revealing a mouth full of snow-white fangs.

"Ouch..."

A sound of dragon roar came from the west. In an inconspicuous stream, the water waves rolled like the roaring waves of the angry sea. A long snow-white dragon rose into the sky, turned into a giant thousands of feet, wrapped in clouds and mist, and headed straight for Chiyou.

In the north, in a vast swamp shrouded in mist, black water rolled with overwhelming force. A figure emerged from the water, stepping on the rolling waves of sand and water under his feet. His body was flying, equally fast.

The first one to arrive was Master Xuanzang Tang Sanzang.

He took more than ten steps and landed next to Yang Jian. He raised his palms and saluted, saying: "True Lord, it's been a long time..."

"Master Sanzang, what are you..." Yang Jian no longer knew how to express his feelings at this moment.

"It's considered a back-up to the arrangement between Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Buddha Tathagata. What happened to Donor Shen?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"Little monk Jiangliu, hehe... I'm not dead yet." Shen Luo had been trying his best to adjust his breath and recover before, and now he spoke.

"Alchemy Master Shen is a person of great fortune." Tang Sanzang raised his palm in salute and said.

"Can the next step be left to you?" Shen Luo asked with a smile.

"Donor Shen is joking. If we want to break the situation, we still need your help." Tang Sanzang said.

"Master Sanzang, what should we do?" Yang Jian asked hurriedly.

Tang Sanzang was about to speak, but Chi You had already attacked again, slashing down on them with an axe.

A strong sense of oppression enveloped the sky, causing the void to tremble continuously. Tang Sanzang only glanced at it briefly before continuing: "The Wuji Xuanhuang Formation that originally sealed Chi You can no longer suppress him. If you want to seal him again, you can only Relying on the fusion of the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map and the Heavenly Book to obtain the power of heaven and earth, this process also requires the guidance of the three-star demon-killing magical power to connect the heaven and the earth. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi You's giant ax had already struck down in the air, less than a hundred feet away from them.

At this time, a dull sound sounded from the ground, and a huge golden pillar rose into the sky from behind several people. With a loud "dong" sound, it hit the ax blade and supported it.

Chi You's giant ax was unable to make any further progress.

"Let me, grandson, come and play with you." A voice of laughter came, and a golden-haired monkey, full of momentum, rushed up the golden pillar, straightened its head, and hit the giant pillar hard. On the edge of the axe.

"Qiang"

There was a loud sound of gold and stone clashing, and the battle ax that was supported by the Optimus Pillar was knocked upside down by Sun Wukong's headbutt.

"Eat my old pig with a rake."

At this time, there was another thundering roar, and Zhu Bajie, the envoy of the Purification Temple, who was ten thousand feet tall, had also arrived. The iron rake in his hand also turned into a giant ten thousand feet, and smashed it down on Chi You's head.

Chi You's battle ax swung around, making a loop and slashing upwards. A black half-moon blade shrouded the ax blade and flew diagonally into the air to meet Zhu Bajie's iron rake.

The nine nail teeth on the iron rake flashed with cold light, showing their sharpness when they were smashed down. They collided with the ax blade, bursting out with roars, and the nine pure green auras kept pressing down, causing Chi You's ax blade to droop. .

"So strong." Yang Jian couldn't help but admire when he saw this scene. In his memory, Zhu Bajie did not have such a powerful force.

"After hiding in this map of mountains and rivers for all these years, Bajie, who has always been lazy, has not been lazy at all. He has made great progress in the cultivation of Tiangang Qi." Tang Sanzang seemed to have guessed Yang Jian's thoughts and explained.

After speaking, he took out a golden elixir and handed it over.

Shen Luo took it and took a look, and saw that although the elixir emitted a golden light, the whole thing had the feeling of transparent glass. There was a shadow of a golden lotus platform on it, and it looked like a blurry shadow of a Buddha sitting on it.

"This is...Buddha's Light Relic?" Shen Luo asked a little uncertainly.