Chapter 107: Namo Amitabha Gatling: Xuanzang Buddha

Xuanzang walked to the front, blocking the path in front of Li Er, and looked calmly at the Jing River Dragon King.

The Jing River Dragon King was not a mortal of flesh and blood; he could see Buddha Light radiating from Xuanzang's body, filled with Buddhist nature.

This was not something an ordinary monk could possess; he was either a reincarnation of a Buddha or someone who possessed great Merit.

The originally arrogant Jing River Dragon King's expression changed slightly, and he actually became polite, putting his palms together and saying:

"Holy Monk, you also wish to obstruct this King?"

"Dragon King, things have reached this point; you cannot be unaware of the causes and consequences of this matter. Why vent your anger on His Majesty? He was also merely being schemed against; otherwise, how could he not have saved you?" Xuanzang said.

The Jing River Dragon King was merely a chess piece used to initiate the Journey to the West, and Li Er was also one of the chess pieces, though both were caught in the schemes.

"This King is unreconciled. Why must it be this King?"

The Jing River Dragon King said; he knew full well that this was a meticulously planned scheme, but by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Yet, he could not afford to offend those forces, and he was not of the orthodox Dragon Clan.

The Four Seas Dragon Kings would not seek justice for him either, which was why he was even more furious.

Li Er was an Emperor of the mortal world, so he naturally became the target for the Jing River Dragon King's venting.

"Leave this place, and do not return," Xuanzang said.

Considering that the Jing River Dragon King's plight was pitiful, Xuanzang did not kill him outright.

As for tasks or whatever, he would do them if he felt like it.

"Hahaha, leave! Holy Monk, this King cannot swallow this insult."

"This King wants to defy the heavens and change his fate!"

The Jing River Dragon King laughed up at the sky, the resentment around his body growing ever deeper.

"Dragon King, how do you intend to defy the heavens and change your fate?" Xuanzang said.

"Li Shimin is noble as an Emperor, gathering True Dragon Qi and Human Race Luck upon his body.

If this King can Devour his Dragon Qi and use it to cultivate, perhaps I can be reborn and transform into a true True Dragon!" the Jing River Dragon King said, without hiding anything.

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin's face changed drastically; no wonder he had been feeling increasingly weak lately—it turned out all the True Dragon Qi on his body had been sucked away by this old dragon.

How detestable!

Originally, Li Er had felt a sliver of guilt regarding the Jing River Dragon King affair, but now, not a shred remained.

Xuanzang looked at the increasingly crazed Jing River Dragon King and said, "Since that is the case, I can only send you to your afterlife directly."

The opportunity had been given, but the Jing River Dragon King did not want it.

Then he could not blame him!

"Holy Monk, I respected you for the sake of you being from Buddhism. If you want to block this King, then this King can only kill the Killing God if he blocks me, and kill the Buddha if he blocks me."

The Jing River Dragon King's eyes turned red; he seemed to have been infected by some power, becoming increasingly out of control and losing his reason.

As he finished speaking, the Jing River Dragon King turned and transformed into a nine-zhang-long black evil dragon!

This evil dragon coiled around the dome, swallowing resentment, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, radiating a powerful aura.

Roar!

With a furious roar, the Jing River Dragon King dove down, wanting to tear Xuanzang to shreds!

Xuanzang did not use his magic power; he simply moved to the side, grabbed a dragon claw with one hand, and with the great power of his right Kirin Arm and force from his waist, he performed a shoulder throw, tossing the nine-zhang evil dragon out and slamming it onto the Imperial Palace plaza.

Seeing this scene, Li Bai and Li Er were shocked.

"Brother Xuan is truly a divine man!" Li Bai exclaimed.

Li Er, however, had a strange look on his face; something was not right!

He remembered the young Buddha in his dream chanting scriptures to transcend the evil dragon, so why was it like this in reality?

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Demon Queen: "Damn, Xuanzang, your Kirin Arm is truly impressive! And that waist strength is really fierce; such a huge dragon, and you just tossed it away."

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Xuan Ge is invincible!"

Zui Ai He Shounai: "Brother Xuanzang is so amazing, but this dragon should taste pretty good if boiled!"

Han Paopao of the Seven Profound Sect: "Xuanzang Sheng Seng, you truly have vast supernatural powers!"

Pope of Spirit Hall: "So amazing!"

Bibi Dong's pretty face was flushed red, attracted by Xuanzang's heroic bearing.

First Extraordinary Woman of the Yin-Yang School: "Xuanzang Sheng Seng, go for it, take down this dragon."

Yan Fei directly transformed into a little fangirl, shouting loudly.

Diviner: "Everyone, be a bit more reserved!"

Playboy: "To be fair, I am very envious of Big Brother Xuanzang's waist strength."

Demon Queen: "Damn, no way, you're making dirty jokes on this broken road?"

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Hehe!"

Xuanzang ignored the group members' discussion; at this moment, he had already arrived at the plaza outside the palace.

The Jing River Dragon King's incarnation, the evil dragon, crawled out of the crater, let out a hiss, and flew into the clouds.

It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, spitting lightning, hurricanes, and flames from its mouth!

But all of them dissipated into nothingness before they could even get close to Xuanzang!

"You evil dragon, you wouldn't listen to good words, and yet you still dare to make a move!"

"Today, I will send you to meet Rulai!"

Xuanzang leaped up, standing on the roof of the Golden Throne Hall!

With a thought, he summoned the Dharma treasure he had previously obtained from the Blind Box draw: the Namo Amitabha Gatling.

This Dharma treasure had no grade, because its power increased according to the strength of its master!

As long as one circulates magic power, one can fire countless cannonballs condensed from magic power!

Under the dim night sky, on the roof of the Golden Throne Hall, Xuanzang held the dark and profound Namo Amitabha Gatling in his hands.

A corner of the pale white moon emerged, and the bright moonlight spilled down as if draping a faint holy garment over Xuanzang.

The image at this moment froze, as if it were an eternal painting!

Li Er, under the protection of Li Bai, also arrived before the Golden Throne Hall and happened to see this scene.

As for the group members, they were also dumbfounded.

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "What kind of art style is this! Xuan Ge, mighty! Truth is only within the range of the cannon; the Gatling purifies all evil!"

Playboy: "As everyone knows, fear often stems from a lack of firepower!"

Han Paopao of the Seven Profound Sect: "I didn't expect Immortal Master Xuanzang to also like thermal weapons!"

Demon Queen: "666!"

Diviner: "Is this still Journey to the West?"

Group Leader Yan Shuangying was messy in the wind; shouldn't Immortals be fighting with spells and magic treasures?

The Demon King Who Never Suffers: "Group Leader, don't worry about these details!

Celebrate, for at this moment, the most benevolent, most kind, and most powerful Xuanzang Sheng Seng will lead the trend of an era!"

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Right!"

Xuanzang raised the Namo Amitabha Gatling divine artifact and aimed it at the true form of the Jing River Dragon King, you wicked Dragon!

Under the blessing of Heavenly Immortal-level magic power, the dense muzzles of the Gatling slowly rotated, emitting the *da-da-da* sound of gears turning, and the temperature of the muzzles rose rapidly, resembling molten lava!

Boom!

Da-da-da!

Da-da-da-da...

In an instant, bullets like meteors tore through the Void, erupting at a speed of one hundred revolutions per second or even faster!

At this moment, above the Golden Throne Hall, thousands of meteors struck the Jing River Dragon King fiercely.

Xuanzang controlled the Gatling, and the bullets blasted out like raindrops, dense and numerous!

Roar!

The wicked Dragon let out a hiss, its entire body emitting charred black smoke, and the black resentment was blasted until it flickered, appearing and disappearing.

Xuanzang placed his right hand on the Gatling, and the Ancestor Kirin Power gathered within it!

The dense cannon barrels and muzzles converged into a scarlet energy ball!

Boom!

With one shot fired, the scarlet energy ball broke through the Void, shattered space, and manifested a Kirin figure in the air!

The Ancestor Kirin roared, trampled through the Void, and charged at the wicked Dragon, completely Devouring it!

Finally, the night sky was filled with the scarlet light of the Ancestor Kirin; after the light dimmed, the wicked Dragon fell powerlessly from the sky and crashed into the Golden Throne Hall plaza.

Its body was constantly emitting charred smoke, its aura rapidly weakening, and as firelight emerged, it began to disappear bit by bit.

"This King... is unwilling... ah..."

The Jing River Dragon King called out weakly, then completely disappeared.

On the roof of the Golden Throne Hall, the Gatling in Xuanzang's hands slowly stopped, and a wisp of blue smoke rose straight up.

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