Using the life-saving hair that Guanyin Bodhisattva gave to Sun Kong to punish Guanyin is probably also a cycle of cause and effect.

"Hmm?" Guanyin's face looked ugly. Unexpectedly, Sun Kong was attacked by himself and fainted for about a second.

The other end of the innate top-grade spiritual treasure Yangzhi Ganliu was still tightly held in Sun Kong's hand. Within these few moves, she fell into a inferior position.

After being shaken by Sun Kong's punch for thousands of meters before he stabilized his body. Between Sun Kong and Guanyin, a green willow branch that was thousands of meters long hung high in the void.

Under the fierce struggle between the two, Guanyin was completely defeated, and Sun Kong's physical strength of the highest-quality spiritual treasure easily grabbed Yangzhi Ganliu.

"Zixiao, I'm going to give me sweet willows!" His innate spiritual treasure was robbed, and Guanyin Bodhisattva's calm mind was completely disorganized.

She no longer hides her strength and completely explodes her own strength. She only saw a handsome man dressed in a gray Taoist robe appearing beside her.

The man's mid-stage quasi-saint cultivation level is 80% similar to Guanyin, as if they were twins of dragon and phoenix. However, the man was heroic and generous, while Guanyin was more feminine and beautiful.

The great method of combining the minds of Taoism and Buddha!

I saw Guanyin's beautiful figure in white clothes swaying gently, turning into a dazzling white light, and with a soothing sound, it fell into the heart of the man in the Taoist robe's left chest.

Suddenly, the Taoist heart and the Buddha heart merged into one, Guanyin disappeared, and only a man was left in the void - Taoist Cihang.

As the Buddha's Heart Guanyin and him were not distinguished from each other, the flowing Taoist rhyme rose, the whole body was full of momentum, the Taoist robe was stirring and his cultivation increased sharply.

After breaking through to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, the speed of improvement was rapid until it reached the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and then it stopped, just one line away from the late stage of the quasi-saint.

"Zixiao, return my sweet willows from the sun branches!" Taoist Cihang looked at Sun Kong coldly and said in a stern tone.

"You should be the Taoist Cihang, right?" Sun Kong didn't mention the return of the magic weapon, but instead spoke calmly and asked back.

"Okay, okay, what a great Emperor Zixiao, let me learn how great you are today!" Taoist Cihang looked ashen, and said three words "good" in a row, and said angrily with hatred.

The body was covered with the protective green light of the mutton fat jade bottle. When he turned his hand, he took out a silver whisk and waved it gently and called Sun Kong.

Swish!

Tens of thousands of flexible snow-white whisks were like silver needle magic iron, stretching rapidly, extremely hard, and a trace of cold light flashed.

There was a strange force mixed with it, and the overall color was mysterious and yellow, just like the power of the merits of the heavenly way, but it was thicker than the merits of the heavenly way. This is a kind of power that Taoist Cihang learned from the end of the Great Tribulation of the Gods to the present, the power of Taoism and Buddha.

Seeing this, Sun Kong's brows tightened, his pupils shrank slightly, and his supreme magical powers were released spontaneously to avoid misfortune, and his mind frequently showed warnings.

However, he found a life threat from the whisk attack of tens of thousands of silver thread-long needles.

but.

Sun Kong had no intention of avoiding anything. The corners of his mouth were raised, with a trace of confidence, and he murmured in his heart: "Just try the power of that magical power!"

immediately.

He looked straight and took a deep breath.

With one eye, your arms naturally spread to the left and right sides, your head is raised high, and your whole body is in a state of complete relaxation, quietly hanging in the air.

"Is this?" Taoist Cihang looked at Sun Kong's surrender, with a slightly puzzled look and a little confused.

But the next moment.

With a ruthless look, he didn't care whether Sun Kong dropped or surrendered. Unless Sun Kong could hand over his innate top-quality spiritual treasure Yangzhi Ganliu, he would not stop.

Swish!

Flashes of sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and tens of thousands of divine iron silver needles rushed towards Sun Kong.

But Sun Kong was still relaxing and at this time, his eyes closed and his breathing was natural, as if he was asleep, and he didn't even have any defensive intentions.

"What are Zixiao doing?" Taoist Cihang frowned slightly, feeling a little nervous, always feeling something was wrong.

Just when the silver whisk line and Sun Kong's physical skin were only a slight distance away, Sun Kong suddenly woke up.

Almost the moment of waking up.

All the qi and blood of the innate spiritual treasure in his body boiled, rumbling, and the sound of rolling like a big river rolling in his tendons and veins could be heard all over his body.

at the same time.

A layer of white light surrounded Sun Kong, his pupils lit up with silvery white color, and his eyebrows and hair all turned into snow-white color, especially his hair, which even stood upwards, a little hideous.

This is the state of opening the supreme magical power of the demon blood to open the sky.

Sun Kong felt that it was amazing now, with endless power within reach, all three of them were increased by amplification, and their minds were extremely calm, like an emotional combat machine.

The biggest improvement is the physical body, which is the physical strength of the innate top-grade spiritual treasure. At this moment, Sun Kong didn’t know what level it was.

But he estimated.

I'm afraid that the physical strength of the innate treasure is probably just like that!

Seeing the silver thread of whisk attacking, his face looked contemptuous, his mouth curled up, and he looked at tens of thousands of thin silver needles running towards him, and he used the supreme magical power with one force to reduce the ten thousand.

He punched his right hand gently.

boom!

A loud loud sound erupted in the void, and the surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand the force, and there was a vague tendency to collapse.

The power of the whisk Taoist Buddha swung by Taoist Cihang took Sun Kong's punch and returned to nothingness and was annihilated in the void on the spot.

The silver whisk in the hands of the Taoist Cihang was deeply implicated and turned into a sprinkle of spiritual treasure powder in his hands.

puff!
Chapter completed!