Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

In front of Tang San hiding, a huge wheel suddenly appeared.

As long as he steps in, all the bad deeds from the past life will be cleared away one by one.

When everyone saw it, they all urged: "No, holy monk!"

There are no absolutely good people in this world, not even Tang Seng.

Don't take evil for small things, and don't take good things for nothing.

How many people can do this?

Damn it, Tang Seng fell into the trap. Even if he is a good person for ten lifetimes, it is impossible to give up lust. If this is magnified by the bad karma roulette, it may destroy him.

All the people of the Dragon Kingdom were worried about Tang Monk.

Although love between a man and a woman is human nature, it is fatal for Tang Seng, a monk in this world.

As the wheel of bad karma turns, scenes from the past and present life appear one after another.

After a long time, the first life was judged. Tang Monk was strict with himself, was willing to do good, and had no bad karma.

What is depressing is that he ended up being killed by the river monster.

"Is there really no reward for good people?" Everyone sighed with emotion.

But as the light curtain rotates, the second life, the third life...

Tang Seng has been a good man for five lifetimes, and he has been helpful to the world for five lifetimes.

But the ending remained the same, being eaten by the river demon for five lifetimes.

It can’t help but make people numb: Is it true that good people are not rewarded?

"Also, do you think that river demon looks familiar?"

"Didn't Tang Monk have three disciples? The eldest brother is Monkey, the second is Zhu Bajie, and the third is... Monk Sha."

Although the river demon looks a hundred times more ferocious than the sand monk.

But between the eyebrows and the outline of the face, they really look like the same person.

Could it be that... Monk Sha ate the future master?

As the eighth life came to an end, the corners of Martin Luther's mouth twitched.

"No! Impossible! You have actually been a monk for ten generations..."

It would be fine if you were an ordinary person, but if you become a monk and are bound by the Buddhist precepts, it will be difficult even if you don't want to be a good person, let alone commit adultery and robbery.

Already smelling the crisis, Martin Luther was gambling with his life.

Once the evil karma roulette cannot capture Tang Seng's evil, Tang Seng will kill him without any effort.

"If you want to quit, you still have time." Tang Seng said with a smile.

With the last two lives left, the title of the good man in the tenth life is probably firmly established.

But Martin Luther did not believe in evil and sneered: "Haha, you are guilty."

Having said that, the stakes are raised and the wheel of bad karma is enlarged.

I'm going to look at it with a magnifying glass.

At this moment, Martin Luther only expected a little.

"No man in the world can escape the way of reproduction. If you endure it for eight lifetimes, you will eventually break."

Martin Luther was no longer calm, the gamble was done, life and death were decided.

However, the ninth life passed by in a hurry and finally transferred to Tang Xuanzang's life.

Starting from the Tang Dynasty in the East, we went to the West to obtain the true scriptures...

"No! It's impossible. There are really monks who don't steal sex."

Including the people below, they also respected Tang Sanzang.

Tang Seng, who had closed his eyes for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Although I have been practicing for ten generations, the clouds and smoke in the past cannot be seen by the poor monk, which is also a challenge for the poor monk."

"There are some humble monks who dare to say that cultivating one's moral character for ten lifetimes is..."

"Not a bit of Yang has been released."

In an instant, the golden light broke through all obstacles and shattered the wheel of evil karma.

And Martin Luther's life also came to an end.

The Protestant believers also wanted to fight to the death and send the power of faith.

However, the isolated plane completely cuts off the outside world.

At the same time, it also cuts off Tang Seng and Wukong's retreat, making them desperate.

"Asshole! You can't die!" the Universal Patriarch shouted.

At that moment, he discovered that the leaders of the three religions were connected together.

Once Martin Luther died, the other two would also die.

So even if you risk your life, you must save him.

"We have agreed to bet our lives. If you want to intervene, then go die together."

The Buddha's golden body retreated, and Tang Sanzang switched to the golden cicada's fierce appearance.

As a shocking cicada chirped, the entire plane fell into liquidation, and everything was destroyed.

"No! Didn't you agree not to kill? You broke the precept!"

Martin Luther roared, trying to revive the evil karma roulette.

As a result, Tang Monk opened and closed his hands widely and said with a smile: "What Tang Sanzang said has nothing to do with me, Jin Chanzi."

"you!"

Indeed, this plane has completely changed. It is not darkness, but it is a hundred times more terrifying than darkness.

Unspeakable evil!

The cicadas chirped under the severe disaster, extinguishing all hope of life.

Under the roar one after another, infinite despair was derived.

"Lord Jesus, if you don't take action, the Pope and others will die."

The believers spoke urgently, but Jesus seemed not to hear them.

When the first three holy fires were extinguished and reduced to ashes.

Jesus finally took action, grabbed them, and kneaded them together.

"What a pity, it's too late." Jesus kept shaking his head.

But there was no trace of guilt on his face, it looked more like he had done it on purpose.

"Monk Dongfang, I have given you enough time to fight. From this moment on, I will kill you without mercy."

Jesus had no scruples, and just now the Eastern saints had broken His sanctity.

You have paid your dues and this situation will not happen a second time.

So in his eyes, Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong were like birds in a cage, at his mercy.

Tang Sanzang turned around and glanced at Brother Monkey, then raised his hand to calculate.

He shook his head helplessly.

"Wukong, why did you miss half the time for the incense stick? I hope the variables can make up for this gap."

After saying that, he threw the cassock out and draped it on the stones.

It was also at this moment that Tang Sanzang faced this battle seriously.

"Buddhism and Western religion have been secretly at odds for thousands of years. It's time to put an end to it, but it's a pity..."

"A poor monk cannot represent Buddhism."

As soon as he said this, Tang Sanzang seemed to be expecting something.

Because he knew that even Guanyin Bodhisattva might not be Jesus’ opponent, let alone his golden cicada.

Therefore, his words were addressed to Tathagata.

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, the Tathagata shook his head and sighed, offering a demonstration of Buddhism.

Finally he disappeared.

Jesus frowned slightly and checked several times. He was relieved when he found that Tang Sanzang had not changed much.

"No one can help you, you have to rely on yourself."

Under the great hand of Jesus, mixed with the Western final sacred law.

Without any transmission path, it suddenly descended on Tang Seng.

"Bang!"

A methodical Tang Monk finally had nothing to hide.

He was forced to kneel down on one knee.

With one strike from the saint, Tang Monk should have been shattered to pieces.

"Ok?"

Seeing Tang Monk's mouth bleeding, Jesus still refused to let it go.

"I can see that although you are weak, you are fully qualified to represent a system, and this system."

"It's Journey to the West!"

As if he had discovered a new world, Jesus waited to kill Tang Monk and his disciples.

It's unimaginable what benefits he could get from it.

Facing the indiscriminate attacks of Jesus, the rolling holy power is mighty.

Tang Sanzang definitely could not hold on, just as Jesus said.

He carried the entire journey to the west.

The plan of Journey to the West was initiated by Tathagata, and he was also the actual controller.

However, the Tathagata delegated power, and this is how Tang Sanzang became today...