Chapter 172

This is what Guanyin is worried about at this moment.

As for Sun Wukong.

What does that count as...

This is Guanyin's confidence and pride.

The confidence of being one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the past Chan Sect and now one of the Western Fomen bigwigs.

For the current Guanyin, capturing Sun Wukong is an easy matter.

On the contrary, how to remove the evil Qi currently on Sun Wukong is the top priority for Western Fomen later.

Now, she only needs to capture Sun Wukong, let him continue to experience some hardships, and then the other party can become a puppet of Western Fomen.

It's just that because of Sun Wukong's current changes, things probably can't be handled as simply as before.

On the other side.

Hearing these words from Guanyin, Sun Wukong's face turned cold.

This Bodhisattva looked down on him in her words; Sun Wukong could naturally hear it, which made Sun Wukong feel angry and somewhat furious at the same time.

If given enough time, even he, Sun Wukong, could definitely become a Quasi-Saint powerhouse and fight this Guanyin Bodhisattva before him.

Guanyin Bodhisattva just had a longer cultivation time than him; this is Sun Wukong's confidence, and also the Great Sage Equaling Heaven's confidence.

Naturally, with the existence of the grocery store, if Sun Wukong is given a certain amount of time, becoming a Quasi-Saint powerhouse is not impossible.

Otherwise, in the original history, Sun Wukong wanting to become a Quasi-Saint was almost only possible in a dream.

"Guanyin, how long my body can support is my business; even if the power Dizang Pusa bestowed upon me cannot last long, even if my body cannot support it for much time, I understand that as long as I kill you before that, everything can be solved." Sun Wukong roared, his voice shaking the entire heaven and earth.

The blood-black light also fluctuated more and more violently, as if Sun Wukong's own power was also stimulated by it.

"Sun Wukong..." Great Emperor Zhenwu in the distance had complex eyes.

This battle with Sun Wukong was his loss; although Sun Wukong borrowed the power of others, for Great Emperor Zhenwu, a loss is a loss, and he would not have any thoughts of sophistry.

Next time, he, Great Emperor Zhenwu, will continue to work hard, allowing him to fight the current Sun Wukong.

Great Emperor Zhenwu compared this power with the standard of Sun Wukong releasing the Demonic Dao power left by Dizang Pusa.

Of course, if Great Emperor Zhenwu's strength is still at the Daluo realm, it is very difficult to do this, so becoming a Quasi-Saint is the only way.

In the past, Great Emperor Zhenwu himself didn't know how long it would take to break through and become a Quasi-Saint, but now, Great Emperor Zhenwu himself has a feeling.

Fast in a few months, slow in a few years, he will be able to successfully break through and become a Quasi-Saint.

This is his, Great Emperor Zhenwu's, confidence.

The battle with Sun Wukong just now was also of great help to Great Emperor Zhenwu.

"Guanyin, die..."

Not to mention the thoughts in Great Emperor Zhenwu's heart, accompanied by the continuous collision of Sun Wukong's aura, he turned into blood-black light and attacked Guanyin.

For Sun Wukong, some parts of what Guanyin Bodhisattva said just now were correct.

Even if he, possessing the Chaos Demon God bloodline, could bear Dizang Pusa's Demonic Dao power, the power left by Dizang Pusa would slowly disappear and be completely consumed as time passed.

After all, this was not the power Sun Wukong cultivated himself.

When this power disappears, facing this Western Fomen Bodhisattva who has the Quasi-Saint realm, he, Sun Wukong, probably really won't have any resistance.

So he needs to race against time; this is not like the confrontation with Great Emperor Zhenwu just now.

For this Guanyin of Western Fomen, Sun Wukong looked at her with extreme hatred; that was adding new hatred and old grudges together.

In the original history.

He, Sun Wukong, was manipulated like a puppet by Western Fomen, ignorant, and this Guanyin before him was the one who played with him directly.

This made Sun Wukong not want to have any nonsense with this Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Directly attack.

"Boom..."

Blood-black light swept towards Guanyin like ocean waves; facing such power, Guanyin frowned slightly.

Although the strength Sun Wukong erupted was only the power left by Dizang Pusa, not his own power, she still had to treat it seriously.

Of course, it was just serious.

"Monkey head, actually still so stubborn."

Guanyin's willow eyebrows twisted, her right hand holding the branch dipped lightly in the jade vase, and then she waved it lightly towards the void.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The sound of water flow rang out; these water lights glowed with holy light, and within them carried the vast power of Western Fomen.

This is the Sunlight Divine Water used by Guanyin.

Sunlight Divine Water is known to be able to wear down blood, essence, bones, and flesh, just right to deal with Sun Wukong, who has the Chaos Demon God bloodline.

One must know that in Guanyin's jade vase, besides the Sunlight Divine Water, there are two other kinds of divine water; the three kinds of divine water combined are the famous Three Lights Divine Water, which can heal everything.

In the Journey to the West of history, Guanyin used the Three Lights Divine Water to save Zhenyuanzi's collapsed Ginseng Fruit Tree.

Now, Guanyin just separated the Three Lights Divine Water; after the three kinds of divine water were separated, they were truly terrifying poisonous water.

Like the current Sunlight Divine Water, it can corrode all physical bodies.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

The power of the Sunlight Divine Water turned into a light covering the sky and sun, colliding with Sun Wukong's power, instantly making a harsh, sharp sound.

It was as if sulfuric acid and water touched, causing an astonishing reaction.

The two forces could not fuse at all; that kind of violent collision was much different from the battle with Great Emperor Zhenwu before.

"Huff..." Facing this situation, Sun Wukong exhaled and took a deep breath.

Being in a stalemate with Guanyin was a great disadvantage for Sun Wukong.

Although it looked like Guanyin couldn't do anything to him now, that was consuming the power left by Dizang Pusa.

More importantly.

This kind of intense collision, without needing much time, would truly exhaust the Quasi-Saint power he possessed.

At that time, he would have no strength to fight Guanyin.

Although angry, Sun Wukong's rationality in this regard had not been lost.

"Swallowing the sky..."

"Awoo..."

The ape covering the sky and sun stood in heaven and earth; the fist in the ape's hand suddenly fell from heaven and earth, a black hole was produced in the void, swallowing everything around it.

Sound, light, and everything else were swallowed.

Under the Chaos Demon Ape and Demonic Dao power, Sun Wukong exerted this unimaginable move.

An ordinary Quasi-Saint facing this strike would only be able to avoid its edge.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

Guanyin, facing Sun Wukong's strike, had Buddha light permeating from her body, and the Buddha beads in her hand fell off, surging with the wind.

Each Buddha bead was like a world hidden within it; that was the life power of the world.

"Sun Wukong, your strength is good, but that is just it." Guanyin's face was merciful, looking compassionate.

Ordinary mortals seeing Guanyin in this appearance would have long knelt down and called for the Bodhisattva's blessing; after all, in the eyes of mortals in this world, Western Fomen are gods who save all living beings.

Guanyin Bodhisattva among them is one of the best Bodhisattvas in Western Fomen.

But to Sun Wukong, seeing Guanyin in this appearance just made him feel disgusted.

Sun Wukong had already understood a thing or two about what kind of existence Western Fomen was.

"Drink..."

No nonsense, no hesitation, this terrifying attack from Sun Wukong fell directly from above Guanyin.

"Boom..."

The Buddha beads and Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang collided, a heaven-shaking sound resounded, and strands of power ripples spread in all directions.

Under this aftermath of power, if ordinary gods encountered it, perhaps they would all be easily killed.

Of course, Great Emperor Zhenwu had already taken the heavenly soldiers and generals far away, which kept them from being invaded by this aftermath of power.

But even so, these Tiangong gods were pale, leaving a great shadow in their hearts.

In the short term, these heavenly soldiers and generals probably didn't have any thoughts of fighting others.

The battle at the Quasi-Saint level really scared them.

Under this power level, they felt like ants, without even a little bit of resistance.

"Crack..."

Instantly, the Buddha beads that were originally blocking Guanyin gradually shattered; at this moment, Sun Wukong had a slight advantage.