Primordial Era: Defying Heaven with Extraordinary Comprehension, Marrying Yunxiao at the Start

Randeng stood on the Lingshan Mountain, looking at Sun Wukong coldly. The appearance of the power of the saint restored his confidence.

The power of the saint turned into a big hand that covered the sky and the sun, with the lines of the avenue all over it, and the runes of rules looming in it.

"Sun Wukong, this is the foundation of my Western religion. I want to see what you can do!" Randeng said sarcastically.

He originally thought that after offering the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, Sun Wukong would definitely lose.

But he didn't expect that the Ruyi Jingu Bang in Sun Wukong's hand was not weaker than the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

However, fortunately, the saint Zhunti had already made preparations and left a trace of the power of the saint in the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

With the power of the saint, even if Sun Wukong is strong, what kind of storm can he stir up?

In his opinion, the power of the saint can easily suppress Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong will definitely become the guardian of their Western religion.

Today, it is only one step away from the end of the Journey to the West, and the Western religion is about to usher in a great prosperity.

If Sun Wukong could join the Western Church, with Sun Wukong's talent and strength, the Western Church would be a double blessing, and the prosperity of the Western Church could be taken to a higher level.

Hearing Randeng's sarcasm, and watching the big hand transformed by the power of the saint fall, Sun Wukong's expression did not change at all.

On that big hand, he felt a powerful pressure far beyond the quasi-saint, even a strong man like Jade Emperor Haotian could not match it.

Obviously, with his strength, he could not stop the power of the saint mentioned by Randeng.

"I don't accept it!" Sun Wukong roared.

But even though he knew he was defeated, there was only unwillingness in his eyes, and only endless fighting spirit.

He endured for many years on the journey to the West, just to seek revenge on the Western Church, just to get rid of his status as a pawn.

He was unwilling to end it like this, unwilling to be suppressed again, even if he faced a power far beyond the level of the quasi-saint, he would not be easily shaken.

He was unwilling to surrender, and there was no fear in his heart, only the idea of ​​fighting to the death.

While thinking, the "Monkey God Prison Power" was already running at full power, and the terrifying aura surged in all directions.

He tried his best to dance the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand, and the holy light condensed on the Ruyi Jingu Bang, as if it could shake the world.

His thoughts were clear, and the particles in his body had been stimulated to the extreme, and the terrifying fighting spirit rushed straight to the sky.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong's aura began to fluctuate violently, like a volcanic eruption.

The terrifying power completely erupted, the void wailed, and the avenue was broken.

His eyes were like torches, and the golden light blooming in his eyes had already fallen on the body of the Taoist Master Ran Deng.

Under the pressure of the saint level, he clenched the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand and swung it with difficulty.

The next moment, the extremely terrifying stick shadow emerged, illuminating the entire world.

This stick contained 840 million particles, which had exceeded the level of ordinary quasi-saints.

Seeing Sun Wukong swinging such a blow, the Western Sect disciples headed by Dizang kept shaking their heads.

In their opinion, after the power of the saints appeared, Sun Wukong's fate was doomed.

But they didn't expect that after seeing the saintly power of the saintly master appear, Sun Wukong would choose to attack.

Such courage alone was enough to make them feel admiration.

Unfortunately, that big hand was transformed by the power of the saints. Even if Sun Wukong broke the limit, there was no room for fighting back.

As for Randeng, after seeing Sun Wukong forcibly attack, he was afraid of Sun Wukong's strength, and he was even more fortunate in his heart.

In Sun Wukong, he seemed to see the shadow of Lu Yuan. Such talent was really too amazing.

With Sun Wukong's talent, Quasi Saint is definitely not the limit, even the peak Quasi Saint has a great possibility.

After today, Sun Wukong will inevitably become the guardian of the Western Religion, which will be of great help to the Western Religion.

The better Sun Wukong's talent is, the more promising their Western Religion will be, and he is naturally very happy.

While thinking, his eyes have returned to Sun Wukong again.

Just as Ran Deng and the others had expected, the seemingly invincible stick shadow instantly vanished after it came into contact with the big hand transformed by the power of the saint.

It was already extraordinary for Sun Wukong to swing such a stick, but the gap in realm could never be made up.

Seeing this, even if Sun Wukong was unwilling in his heart, he knew that he could never be the opponent of this big hand.

He stared at the big hand intently. He didn't want to be controlled by the Western Church and didn't want to become a puppet of the Western Church.

But in this situation, he was not the opponent of the big hand at all, and he didn't even have any way.

He thought he could change the identity of the chess piece and change his future, but the result was still the same!

On the other hand, many disciples of the Western Church all showed satisfied smiles after seeing the stick shadow dissipate.

Although everything that happened today had many twists and turns, Sun Wukong would eventually become the guardian of their Western Church.

Just when the people of the Western Sect thought that the situation was settled and that Sun Wukong was in despair, the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand suddenly moved.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang flew out of his hand, and the light of merit and virtue emanated on its own, and a mysterious aura reverberated.

Then, a giant hand emerged from the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

A terrifying aura surrounded the giant hand, and the aura fluctuations on it also exceeded the level of a quasi-saint.

The giant hand changed its fist into a palm, and the fist burst out with a shocking light, manifesting an infinite fist shadow, and blasted towards the big hand transformed by the power of the saint.

The fist was so powerful that it was enough to be called shocking. Infinite flames were attached to the fist shadow. It was the runes of the Great Dao that were beating, which was extremely bright and terrifying.

This punch broke through thousands of great Daos, broke through countless rules, and broke all obstacles.

"This? This is another power of a saint!" The faces of Ran Deng and others changed drastically.

He naturally knew what this big hand was. This was also a power of a saint, and the aura contained was even stronger than the power of a saint of Zhunti Taoist.

They originally thought that with the existence of the power of a saint, Sun Wukong's fate was doomed.

But they didn't expect that in this Ruyi Jingu Bang, there was also the power of a saint of another saint.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong, after seeing the unusual movement of the Ruyi Jingu Bang, hope was rekindled in his heart.

He originally thought that he was in danger and there was no possibility of escaping his fate.

But he didn't expect that the situation would turn around. The Ruyi Jingu Bang, a treasure of merit, also had the power of a saint.

After seeing this giant hand, he immediately confirmed the source of this saintly power.

The reason for this is that the Ruyi Jingu Bang has only passed through the hands of one person, that is, Saint Lu Yuan.

In addition, he is also very familiar with the breath emanating from this giant hand, which is the breath of Saint Lu Yuan.

At the same time, the breath of the Wushuang fist shadow has reached its peak, and the big hand transformed by the saintly power has finally pressed down.

"Boom!"

The fist shadow and the big hand collided with each other, and the vast sound waves resounded through the world, surging in all directions, and the broken walls and ruins of the entire Lingshan Mountain were cleared away.

Everyone's vision was focused on the center of the collision, and the two saintly powers were deadlocked, sweeping away all obstacles.

I saw that the big hand transformed by the saintly power retreated one after another, while the fist shadow stood proudly in the void, motionless.

Obviously, in this collision, Lu Yuan's saintly power firmly occupied the upper hand.

The collision continued, and the terrifying aura exploded. The whole world was shaking and rumbling, as if the end of the world was coming.

This is the true power of a saint. One thought can create the world, and one thought can also destroy the world.

Under the continuous bombardment of the Wushuang fist shadow, the big hand transformed by the power of the saint gradually dimmed and finally dissipated completely.

Seeing this, the Taoist Burning Lamp was shocked and felt bad.

However, the Wushuang fist shadow that did not dissipate did not stop there, but rushed straight to him to suppress it.

He knew the pros and cons of the power of the saint, and with his strength, he could never take this punch.

He could only use all his strength to activate the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, intending to use this magic weapon to block the Wushuang fist shadow.

The Wushuang fist shadow and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree collided again, thousands of rules appeared, and the laws of the great way were broken.

With the end of this collision, the fist shadow transformed by the power of the saint finally dissipated.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was dim, as if it had lost its spirituality. No matter how the Taoist Ran Deng urged it, this magic weapon remained indifferent.

"Ran Deng, this is the foundation of your Western religion!" Sun Wukong said loudly.

He would not let go of such an opportunity to kill him while he was alive.

He was almost suppressed by the power of the saint. He was full of anger and was worried about where to vent. He would naturally let Ran Deng look bad.

While thinking, the Ruyi Jingu Bang had already been swung and smashed towards Ran Deng.

Seeing this situation, Ran Deng had no intention of fighting at all and did not dare to face Sun Wukong at all.

He was not Sun Wukong's opponent in the first place. If it were not for the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, he would have died under Sun Wukong's stick.

Now, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree has lost its effect. If he faces Sun Wukong directly, there will be only one ending, which is death.

At this moment, he has only one idea in his mind, that is, to escape from this place and make plans in the future.

But Sun Wukong would never give Ran Deng any chance. He swung the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and the terrifying shadow of the stick smashed towards Ran Deng.

Seeing the shadow of the stick coming, Ran Deng's eyes were full of fear, and his heart was already desperate.

Just when Ran Deng thought he was doomed, a lot of Sanskrit sounds rang out behind him, and the seven-color light painted the heavens.

I saw that the seven-color treasure light suddenly appeared, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, which had lost its spirituality, was rejuvenated.

Inside the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, it seemed that a world was hidden in it, and the sun, moon and stars shone in it.

The void trembled, and all kinds of treasures kept falling, like dripping water from the eaves.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree burst out with a terrifying power far beyond the previous one, blocking the extremely terrifying shadow of the stick.

At the same time, a figure had appeared in front of Ran Deng, looking at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master!" Ran Deng said.

The person in front of him was not someone else, but Bodhi Patriarch. Only Bodhi Patriarch could make the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree exert its true power.

As for Ksitigarbha and others, after seeing the appearance of Bodhi Patriarch, their hanging hearts finally let go.

Bodhi Patriarch is one of the three corpses of Zhunti Saint, and he is in charge of the top-grade innate spiritual treasure that belongs to him.

Sun Wukong's strength is indeed beyond their imagination, but in front of Bodhi Patriarch, he can't stir up any waves at all.

"Sun Wukong, do you still remember your master!" Bodhi Patriarch said with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, he had already driven the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree with all his strength, and the terrifying pressure swept towards Sun Wukong.

"Of course I remember, but you are not worthy of being my master!" Sun Wukong snorted coldly.

From the mouth of Senior Black Mist, he had long known the true identity of Bodhi Patriarch, and even guessed that Bodhi Patriarch was the real mastermind behind the scenes.

In his opinion, Bodhi Patriarch, who had been calculating against him, was not worthy of being his master.

His cultivation and his skills had nothing to do with Bodhi Patriarch.

"I taught you skills and passed on my magical powers. Did I ever lie?

If it weren't for the friendship between master and apprentice, I would have taken action long ago!" Bodhi Patriarch said coldly.

The reason why he persuaded like this was naturally to make Sun Wukong willingly join the Western Religion.

If Sun Wukong could join the Western Religion with a sincere heart, it would be the best.

Of course, if Sun Wukong didn't obey, he wouldn't be polite to Sun Wukong.

"Do you really think that I don't know your purpose! You taught me skills and passed on my magical powers just to make me a pawn!

Go and see, what I have learned today, is it related to you at all!" Sun Wukong said in a deep voice.

In his opinion, the Bodhi Patriarch who led him to the path of cultivation was not a teacher at all.

He had a purpose in teaching him to practice, not to mention that he was reserved in teaching him the skills, and even repeatedly plotted against him.

In his heart, the mysterious man who taught him the "Monkey God Prison Power" could be considered his real teacher!

"Below the saint, everyone is a chess piece. If someone wants to be a chess piece, they may not have such an opportunity!" Bodhi Patriarch snorted coldly.

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, he no longer had any expectations for Sun Wukong.

Since Sun Wukong didn't know how to show respect, he didn't intend to be polite to Sun Wukong. He had too many ways to make Sun Wukong surrender.

While speaking, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree had already suppressed Sun Wukong.

In the hands of Bodhi Patriarch, the power of this innate spiritual treasure broke out in full force, the whole sky rumbled, the void was broken, and the road was broken.

Seeing that Randeng made another move, Sun Wukong was not afraid at all, and there was only endless fighting spirit in his eyes.

"You are indeed the mastermind behind the scenes. From today on, I, Sun Wukong, will no longer have any ties with you!" Sun Wukong said angrily.

He had witnessed the battle at Lingshan with his own eyes, so he was naturally aware of the strength of Bodhi Patriarch. Even if the three quasi-saints joined forces, they were no match for Bodhi Patriarch.

Moreover, he had already felt great pressure on the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

But knowing that he was not inferior, he did not want to give up easily. When things developed to this point, he would never surrender.

Along the way, he never forgot his goal.

He was seeking revenge for Ran Deng, to get rid of his status as a chess piece, and to find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

He was unwilling to end it like this, unwilling to become a puppet of the Western Church, and even if he faced the three corpses of the saints, he would try it out.

At this moment, "The Monkey King's Prison Power" was already running at full capacity, and he held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand tightly, and the Golden Cudgel pointed directly at Bodhi Patriarch. (End of this chapter)