Volume 1: Journey to the West Chapter 97: A Stick in the Heart Pointing to the Sky (V)

At this critical moment, Wukong finally woke up, howled to the sky, snatched the stick from Jin Guangxian, and stabbed upward with all his strength, breaking the green light shield, and the stick hit the jaw of Jinwu. The Jinwu was restrained by his great strength, and immediately closed his huge beak, and poisonous fire overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Everyone felt the pressure was relieved, took a breath, and broke into a cold sweat.

The golden monkey suddenly jumped out of the green light protection of the fish drum, shook his hand, and the golden hoop was thousands of feet long, and fell on the top of the head of the Jinwu!

As soon as this stick was thrown, there were bursts of thunder, countless ancient runes flew, hitting the head of the Jinwu, and fire was everywhere. The Jinwu cried sadly, let go of the fish drum, and grabbed Wukong, and two white lights shot out of his eyes again, trying to freeze the monkey.

Wukong was not afraid at all, and two golden lights shot out of his eyes, barely resisting the golden light of the sun, and his figure flashed, avoiding the claws of the Jinwu. At this moment, he merged with Yuan Hong's cultivation and returned to his true self. His various magical powers became self-evident, and his cultivation soared, far surpassing the other disciples.

The Golden Crow swept its wings, and countless flames rolled down, igniting the earth below, and the fertile land turned into a sea of ​​fire. Seeing this, Wukong was shocked and did not dare to fight him head-on. He quickly dodged to the top of the Golden Crow's head. Just as he was about to strike him down, the Golden Crow raised his head and sprayed a white light, and Wukong quickly dodged.

The two prehistoric alien species were both powerful. One was the Great Awakening Golden Immortal, the incarnation of the Three Corpses, and the other was the Four Waste Star Lord, the stone of the sky. In terms of attack methods, Wukong was far superior to the Golden Crow, but in terms of strength, the Golden Crow was far superior to Wukong. Although the monkey was clever, he could not hurt the Golden Crow at all, and although the Golden Crow was strong, he could not catch the monkey. The two monsters were in a stalemate, and the countless white lights in the eyes of the Golden Crow were still there, obviously there was still a lot of strength.

The rest of the people freed their hands, but they felt exhausted, no less than a fierce fight, and they didn't recover for a long time. Zhu Ganglie jumped up, waved his hand and laid the twelve Yuanchen white bone demon banners, covering the twelve heavenly stems, picked out twelve golden immortal-level old demons, each presided over a large banner, and presided over the entire formation himself, covering the three-legged golden crow in the formation. Seeing this, Wukong flew and stopped above the formation, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. As long as the golden crow broke the formation, the golden hoop in his hand would knock on its top door.

Old Zhu activated the formation, and the evil spirit accumulated by negative energy surged out, and the dark clouds rolled. Everyone was terrified when they saw it. As soon as those evil spirits surged out, they offset the spiritual energy in the golden light of the sun, and countless white lights dissipated into the invisible.

The old demons used the remaining magic power in their bodies and injected it into the magic banner pole. Suddenly, twelve demon gods jumped out, roared to the sky, and killed the golden crow!

The three-legged golden crow was not afraid of the twelve demon gods, but was extremely wary of the demonic energy on them. This demonic energy was tempered by the thunder and calamity clouds that the Styx ancestor brought when the three thousand Asuras survived the calamity. It was the gathering of negative spiritual energy, which conflicted with the spiritual energy in the body of the cultivator. As long as the energy was sufficient, it could completely turn his millions of years of cultivation into nothing.

The golden crow rushed around in the formation, but there were old demons of the Taiyi Golden Immortal level guarding the sky and the ground. They mobilized their whole body of magic power to force him back. He was so anxious that he screamed, and his magic power quickly melted into the formation.

The Zen Master Wuchao, who was sitting on Lingshan, was also frightened. He wanted to get up and come forward several times, but he stopped. Youchao stopped not far away and watched, his eyes flickered. Although he wanted to help, he didn't dare to take action.

After a while, the demonic energy in the Twelve Yuanchen White Bone Heavenly Demon Banner was completely offset by the golden crow's spiritual energy. The twelve demon gods roared repeatedly, quite unwilling, and were sucked into the banner by a huge force. Without the support of the magic energy, the twelve Yuanchen Heavenly Demon Banners were scrapped.

The three-legged golden crow was no longer under pressure, and it screamed strangely, and its wings swept across. The hurricane swept away all the twelve monsters, and the monsters spit blood from their mouths. I don’t know where they were blown by the hurricane!

Wukong, who was hovering above the formation, was not spared. He was accidentally swept by the giant wings of the golden crow, and spun like a wheel, flying straight into the sky. Only Lao Zhu was smart and escaped early. The three-legged golden crow hated him to the bone and flapped its wings to chase him. Zhu Ganglie was frightened to death. While escaping on the Lihuo Changhong, he took out a bunch of incense from his sleeve, lit it, and cried, "Teacher, you promised your disciple that if that Taoist Lu Ya harmed me, you would crush him to death with one finger. Now he really wants to harm me, please help me, teacher, save me!"

The speed of the three-legged golden crow was faster than that of Lao Zhu's escape light. It caught up with him with a few wings and sprayed a hundred feet of white light at him.

At this time, a powerful voice came from the void: "Lazy disciples will cause trouble!"

A huge vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and thunderclouds were surging around the vortex. A huge white flesh pillar stretched out from the center of the vortex and gently pressed down. It was about to crush the three-legged golden crow to death. Suddenly, another vortex appeared in the air, and another flesh-red finger stretched out from it. It flicked its finger lightly and flicked it on the tip of the white finger. The two fingers shook and retracted from the vortex.

Above the Nine Heavens, the Biyou Palace, Yuxu Palace, and Xuandu Yujing Bajing Palace were lined up side by side. Tongtian Jiaozu stood in front of the palace gate, retracted his fingers as if nothing had happened, glanced in the direction of Lingshan, and said with a smile: "What does it have to do with you to stir up a pool of spring water?"

On Lingshan, Tathagata Buddha also retracted his fingers, smiled, and whispered: "Acalanatha is the leader of the eight hundred Mingwangs of Lingshan, how can I not save him?"

The three-legged golden crow was frightened by the two fingers, and when he saw the two fingers retracted, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around for the pig head. Where could he find him? That guy was more agile than Sun Wukong. He had already escaped without a trace, flew all the way to the East Pole, broke the Nine Continents barrier, and hid in the wild!

The Golden Crow was furious, and hundreds of billions of white lights shot out, freezing all the beings in the Three Realms. Just as he was about to strangle them all, he suddenly saw a scroll of formation diagram flying from the Nine Heavens. In the diagram, the purple air turned into a golden bridge, and on the golden bridge, the yin and yang energies were entangled endlessly, like two swimming fish, one black and one white.

As soon as this diagram appeared, the three-legged Golden Crow felt that his whole body of magic power was empty, and he was imprisoned on the spot, unable to move. He cried out in anxiety, and the hundreds of billions of white lights had long disappeared.

In the Eight Scenery Palace of Xuandu Yujing, the Supreme Taoist Ancestor threw out the Tai Chi diagram and fixed the three-legged Golden Crow. The three-legged Golden Crow was released by the green bull under the seat of Laojun, and Laojun had to take action to avoid destroying the beings in the Three Realms. The Supreme Taoist Patriarch was about to shake the Taiji Diagram to kill the Golden Crow, but he saw a ray of fire flying from the lower world. A Taoist in red knelt down from afar and cried, "Teacher, spare my life!"

Taozu saw the Taoist in red and knew that it was Youchao. He founded the Human Religion and preached to the Three Emperors. This Taoist in red was also his disciple and had merits. Taozu thought for a moment and laughed, "The Tathagata is really good at planning." He pointed with his hand, and the three-legged Golden Crow in the Taiji Diagram turned into a white light and cast it into the lower world.

A purple gold gourd had already flown up from the lower world, and the white light went into the gourd and disappeared. Youchao hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, teacher!" He caught the Immortal Slaying Gourd and hurried to Lingshan. .