国内精品九九久久精品

But you have not won yet!

This great formation is called the Samadhi Divine Wind Formation. Once activated, it can blow across the heavens and annihilate gods and Buddhas!

It was not originally prepared for you, but since it has come to this today, I no longer care much about restraint.

Monkey, meet your death!"

Mu Zha\'s face changed dramatically, and he shouted loudly, "Run!"

Curious, Jin Toujie asked, "Although this wind is terrible, we have our ways..."

Mu Zha waved his hand and said, "This is no ordinary wind; this is the Samadhi Divine Wind! Even the Great Saint could be blinded by a regular Samadhi Divine Wind. Now, with the aid of this grand formation that covers eight-hundred li of mountains and rivers, its terrifying power could mean death and obliteration upon contact! Go, hurry!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Toujie was startled and turned to run.

However, King Yellow Wind took a deep breath and blew forcefully towards the sky!

Whoosh!

In an instant, a fierce wind arose; the yellow wind covered the sky indistinguishably, tearing the earth apart and exploding rocks. Even Yellow Wind Ridge was blown into the sky, with mountains pulverizing into boulders hurtling toward Sun Wukong and the others!

"Damn it, King Yellow Wind, we are still here!" Jin Toujie shouted, but King Yellow Wind, having seeing red, did not care who it was and blew fiercely!

Even Sun Wukong was blown about haphazardly, unable to stand firm no matter how hard he tried.

The giant figure transformed by Zhu Ganglie was directly deflated by the wind, returning to his normal size, and shouted, "Run!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of yellow wind rushed in, leaving him unable to speak.

The two of them, along with a horse, were tossed about in the sky...

At the critical moment, Sun Wukong smashed the Jingu Bang directly into the ground, burying it deep in the earth. Even so, he was still blown back, shattering the ground...

What was more terrifying was that mountains were erupting from the ground, hurling themselves at them.

The White Dragon Horse revealed its true form, entangling Zhu Ganglie, Sun Wukong and the Jingu Bang together. Zhu Ganglie wielded his rake, smashing the mountains into pieces!

There, Mu Zha cleaved a mountain with one sword stroke, only to see a swarm of little demons being swept up into the sky like wasps from a burst nest, screaming as they were turned to dust by the fierce wind. The most peculiar sight was a monk sitting in a huge pot, holding a piece of fragrant beast leg in one hand and stabilizing himself in the pot with his feet. At that very moment, he was facing Mu Zha with a dazed expression, then brushed past him, swiping his Sumi Bag.

Mu Zha was momentarily stunned and then opened his mouth to curse, but a gust of wind filled his mouth, leaving him speechless.

The yellow wind grew more terrifying, darkening the space between heaven and earth, rendering everything invisible and inaudible...

In this moment of crisis, Mu Zha pulled out an amulet given to him by Guanyin. The amulet transformed into a golden cocoon that enveloped him, sparing him from disaster.

No one knows how long the wind blew, but by the time Mu Zha crawled out from the pile of yellow earth, Yellow Wind Ridge had been flattened, leaving nothing behind!

Perhaps some might think that an eight-hundred li mountain is not very large.

But remember, this was a famous mountain range, gathering the forces of heaven and earth, with dragon veins running beneath, and the entire mountain had been strengthened by the spiritual energy of countless years, far surpassing ordinary mountains and rocks. Here, an ordinary stone could be used to forge a divine weapon. Thus, the leveling of such a mountain was truly shocking.

The formation dimmed, and King Yellow Wind sat there gasping for breath, clearly exhausted.

The Five Directions Dhritarashtra had been blown away, their fate unknown.

Not far off, a monkey stood with the Jingu Bang, a pillar reaching to the heavens, planted behind him, transforming into a mountain that shielded him. However, the Jingu Bang had also been decayed by the yellow wind, and with a gentle breeze, it turned into flying ash, leaving a pile of iron dust on the ground!

Yet Sun Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, the White Dragon Horse, and the captured Gods of the Six Ding and Six Jia all stood there, safe and sound!

Seeing this scene, Mu Zha bitterly smiled and said, "Great Saint, impressive!"

Sun Wukong ignored him, instead looking down at the iron dust on the ground, then turning to King Yellow Wind,

"This staff won\'t be usable for a while now.

It has followed me for many years, fighting battles everywhere. Although it\'s not exactly a great divine weapon, it holds deep sentimental value.

And today, you almost destroyed it...

You really deserve to die!"

Having said this, Sun Wukong disappeared from the spot in a flash!

King Yellow Wind\'s eyes filled with disbelief, but then he laughed, "Just now, the Jingu Bang saved your life, I wonder if it can save you once again this time!"

"What? Can you still?" Mu Zha despaired first, having only one Buddha-level amulet, which he had already used, and he could no longer withstand the assault of the yellow wind!

However, King Yellow Wind ignored him, stomped his foot, and the huge eight-hundred-li formation shone again, this time even brighter!

The formation formed a thick protective shield around him.

Sun Wukong punched it, the ground shook and the mountains trembled, the protective shield creaked, but it astonishingly didn\'t burst open!

King Yellow Wind laughed wildly, "Indeed, indeed! After absorbing the blood of a heavenly god, this formation has become stronger! Hahaha... today, all of you will die!"

King Yellow Wind stretched out his hand towards the void, a gust of wind gathered, and he threw a punch that clashed with Sun Wukong\'s in the air.

Sun Wukong grunted, knocked back by the force.

King Yellow Wind also staggered several steps, internally exclaiming monster!

Although he always belittled Sun Wukong verbally, he was secretly terrified.

This monkey, relying solely on his own power, was actually able to contend with the force of mountains and rivers, and with the supreme wind divine skill, the Samadhi Divine Wind! It was truly inconceivable!

After the shock came a resolve to kill; he knew that if he didn\'t kill or capture Sun Wukong today, he would have no way to answer to Mount Ling and Heaven for the death of the Five Directions Dhritarashtra. If he wanted to live peacefully in the future, he must fight with all his might.

So, King Yellow Wind bit the tip of his tongue hard, a mouthful of essence blood in his mouth, his hands forming symbols, the formation expanded again by another eight hundred li, the force of one thousand six hundred li\'s mountains and rivers erupted from the ground with a thunderous boom, merging into giant waves.

King Yellow Wind pointed towards the sky, shouting loudly, "Spiritual Energy, gather, Samadhi Divine Wind!"

Endless spiritual energy gathered, King Yellow Wind gave a hard tug, opened his mouth wide and swallowed it, the terrifyingly supreme Samadhi Divine Wind, stimulated by his own essence blood, erupted with several times more power!

Seeing this, Mu Zha yelled, "Madness, madness! You\'ve gone mad!"

PS: Please favorite!