Chapter 871 The style of painting collapses
In Hai'an City, in a corridor full of murals, a fat monk and a young man in black robes sat opposite each other. There was a water mirror suspended in front of them. What was reflected in the water mirror was the battle between Du Qian and Sun Wukong beside Wuzhi Mountain.
Looking at Du Qian, who claimed to be Buddha Djiamuni, the fat monk twitched the corner of his mouth and turned to glance at the young man in black robe opposite.
"...Mahayana Buddhism?"
"Namo Djiamuni Buddha?"
The young man in black robe coughed and said with some embarrassment: "Junior talks nonsense, World Honored One, please don't pay attention."
The fat monk sighed and said helplessly: "Emperor, didn't we agree that you and I will not interfere with each other?"
Lin Zhongtian said strangely: "Yes, that's why I didn't interfere!"
The fat monk's cheek muscles twitched and he said expressionlessly: "What about this Almsgiver Du?"
Lin Zhongtian's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Du Qian has not registered his identity, so he is not considered an official member of us."
"oh?"
The fat monk raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "So, there is still room for his identity to change?"
"It just so happens that I am very interested in this Mahayana Buddhism. That kind of light full of peace and hope seems to be destined to my Buddha. If His Majesty the Emperor really thinks that Donor Du is not a formal member, why not..."
Before the fat monk finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian looked at him with a half-smile.
"Tathagata, you can try."
"..."
The fat monk fell silent, and then sighed after a long time: "The emperor is so overbearing..."
Lin Zhongtian curled his lips, thought for a moment, then sighed and said: "Okay, it's true that I broke my promise in this matter. How about this? When this matter is completely over, if this world's westward journey is hindered, I will give you a gift." How about a divine light rod for the Lord World’s Lingshan to study?”
"It's a deal!"
The fat monk immediately agreed.
His attitude was so decisive that Lin Zhongtian felt like he had been cheated.
In fact, it is true. No matter how important the journey to the west is in this world, it is only a small world. Its ultimate power is only at the level of a true immortal, and it cannot compare with the heavenly soldiers and generals in the main world who besieged the real Sun Wukong.
In comparison, the energy of light that can transform into Ultraman is something that Tathagata values more.
If Buddhism can really combine the light factor with the Buddha's light, maybe the originally joking Ultraman Buddha can truly appear in the world and create several more Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.
Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian suddenly had the urge to give the divine light stick to Tathagata immediately.
He was really curious about what Lingshan and Buddhism could do with Ultraman's power.
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On the other side, the thousand-meter-tall flaming giant ape collided with the thousand-meter-tall silver-black giant.
Du Qian raised his hand to condense a silver-black lightsaber, and used Ultraman's body to perform the Styx sword technique, transforming into a river of light that covered the entire sky and poured towards the giant ape on the opposite side.
Seeing this situation, Sun Wukong sneered.
"My old grandson was refined in Laojun's Bagua furnace five hundred years ago. He has a heart of gold, a heart of silver, a head of copper and an iron back. He only burns his heart and karma. What can he do to me?"
With that said, Sun Wukong smashed the river of light with both fists, and with the flames all over his body, he rushed towards the silver-black giant.
During the charge, he pulled up a mountain peak at random, and divine fire surged out from his palm, spreading all over the mountain peak, and the fire was tempered into a long charred black stick covered with golden and red lines like magma.
The red-black sky-raising stick and the silver-black lightsaber collided continuously in mid-air.
Every collision would create a terrifying tide of energy, stirring and twisting the surrounding void.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Deafening loud noises echoed in the sky.
The clouds covering thousands of miles in radius were dispersed by the force of the shock.
All the mountains in Shifang were razed to the ground by the power of the two men.
While Du Qian was controlling the lightsaber to fight the giant ape, he was racking his brains to recall the original plot of Tiga.
"Damn it, how should I use the light technique?"
"Does the starting pose involve chest expansion?"
While Du Qian was thinking this, he used the Styx Sword Technique again to force the giant ape in front of him back.
When the two were thousands of meters apart, Du Qian took a deep breath, dispersed the silver-black lightsaber extending from his palm, put his hands at his waist, then stretched them forward, crossed his wrists, and spread them to the left and right. Gathering extremely terrifying energy.
Finally, the silver-black giant suddenly retracted his left arm and placed it under the elbow of his right arm.
In an instant, bright silver light bloomed from his forearm and shot toward the giant ape opposite.
This is to imitate Tiga's ultimate light technique - Zaipelliao light!
"boom!!"
The silver light instantly spanned a distance of several thousand meters and hit the chest of the giant ape's true form heavily.
Sun Wukong didn't pay attention at first, until the light really hit his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of pain.
"……How can it be?!"
"How could an attack of this level possibly harm my indestructible body?"
Sun Wukong roared in pain and anger against the light.
Du Qian sneered and continued to use the energy in his body to increase the output of light.
Zaipelli Ao's light is one of Diga's most energy-consuming skills, and Du Qian's giant body of light, in addition to the energy originally stored in black jade, is the most important source of energy supply from other people's bodies. body.
At the same time, Du Qian's physical state is linked to Sun Wukong due to the effect of his magical power [Learning from each other's strengths].
As his consumption increases, he will draw power from Sun Wukong again to make up for the uneven gap between the two sides.
In this way, as Du Qian continues to squeeze the body's potential, Sun Wukong's indestructible body will gradually weaken.
As of now, Sun Wukong's physical strength is less than one-third of its original strength, and it continues to decrease.
Realizing this, Sun Wukong realized something was wrong.
He immediately transformed and returned to his original short body, letting the silver light like a river of light pour from his head, hitting the desert dozens of kilometers away, blasting out a crystallized crater with a diameter of more than ten kilometers.
Yellow sand rose all over the sky, forming a sandstorm that swept across the desert under the action of energy shock waves.
But Du Qian no longer cared about the impact of this blow.
Because after shrinking, Sun Wukong had already flown above his head, with red eyes and flames all over his body. He just raised his monkey-haired fist and smashed the silver crystal on his forehead. .
"boom!!"
There was a deafening blast of air.
The crystal between Du Qian's eyebrows was shaken by Sun Wukong's fist that could sink the continent, and burst out with terrifying silver energy, forming a circular silver energy wave that swayed in all directions.
Sun Wukong was blown away several kilometers by the terrifying energy wave, and then he stopped and looked coldly at the giant in front of him.
I saw a crack in the crystal on the silver-black giant's forehead, and bright silver light burst out from it, cracking into more and larger cracks of light like a chain reaction.
Du Qian realized that something was wrong, and quickly transformed into silver light, shrinking to the first form of fifty meters high, and finally stabilized the collapse of the crystal.
Sun Wukong did a somersault, turned into a golden light and flew in front of Du Qian, raised his foot and kicked the silver indicator light on his chest.
There's nothing I can do about it, the bright headlights on Ultraman's body are too obvious.
Even those who come into contact with Ultraman for the first time can immediately realize that there is Ultraman's energy source.
In this case, as long as Sun Wukong uses his own speed and strength, he can easily play with this silly big guy.
There was no other way, so Du Qian could only hold up the Ultra Barrier to protect his chest indicator light and forehead crystal, which were obviously energy sources.
In Hai'an City, looking at the silver-gray giant in the water mirror that seemed to have fallen behind, the fat monk sighed quietly and turned his attention to the Buddha Mountain next to the big lake, which had long been annihilated into elementary particles by energy.
In an instant, countless particles levitated into the sky and reorganized into a shabby book in mid-air.
It's just that unlike the previous "Three Hundred Children's Songs", now the text of the entire book has been reorganized, and there are six traditional Chinese characters in black and bold on the cover - "The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra"!
That's right, seeing the plot gradually falling apart, Tathagata Divine Mind planned to personally intervene.
Lin Zhongtian sat next to him, glanced at the fat monk, and then smiled slightly. He didn't see any movement. The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra was immediately fixed in place and could not be moved no matter how the fat monk manipulated it.
The fat monk gave it a try, then sighed and said, "Emperor, why is this?"
Lin Zhongtian smiled and said: "Believe me, I am doing this for my own good. If you really inspire the power of the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra and summon the projection of the main world, with Du Qian's character, you will definitely transfer and steal the power immediately. Target."
"By then, China cannot withstand the power beyond the limits of the world, and it will be destroyed by you and Du Qian..."
Hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, the fat monk couldn't help but frown slightly.
Indeed, Du Qian's magical powers were so weird that even he couldn't figure out the reason.
If even Lin Zhongtian thinks that Du Qian can steal the power of his own projection, then this is most likely true.
The fat monk turned to look at Lin Zhongtian and said softly: "So...how does the emperor think it should end?"
Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly and did not answer.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The silver-black giant in the water mirror suddenly burst out with a powerful energy. Golden light covered his body like flowing water, causing the power in his body to start to increase crazily.
Seeing this scene, the fat monk was slightly startled and couldn't help but ask: "What is this?"
Lin Zhongtian looked at the silver-black giant shrouded in golden light and said with determination: "Shining Tiga!"
"Shine...Tiga?"
The fat monk looked at Lin Zhongtian with a blank look on his face.
Lin Zhongtian waved his sleeves, and the water mirror in front of him suddenly became rippled, changing from a high-altitude perspective to the body of the giant of light.
I saw Du Qian's whole body exuding silver light, standing on a platform made of silver light.
Behind him, Chen Xuanzang and Miss Duan had expressed their feelings for each other. They were holding hands at the moment, exuding a hazy golden light, and looking firmly at the light curtain in front of them.
Through the light curtain, you can see the outside world suspended in the air, with a stunned expression on Sun Wukong.
Du Qian and the other three looked at each other and then slowly raised their arms.
The body of this giant of light actually moved with their movements, and it was astonishingly controlled by the three of them.
Seeing this scene, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but sigh: "This is the power of love!"
"..."
The fat monk fell silent, feeling that there was something wrong with the painting style, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.