Chapter 772

"How did this monkey figure it out? Was I too obvious, did I expose myself?"

At this moment, Amitabha ponders in his heart when things went wrong.

But he will never imagine that he was exposed from the very beginning.

At this time, the Mount Huaguo five-member group launches an attack without reservation, each magical force being extremely solid.

Amitabha is also angry, not expecting that he, a Saint's incarnation, would be looked down upon by a few Daluo.

He immediately radiates bursts of golden light and discards the Buddhist beads in his hand.

With a backhand, he strikes with his palm, and a five-fingered mountain descends from the sky.

"Boundless Buddhist Sea!"

Countless rays of Buddha light shine, and the golden light falls on the mountain top, blindingly bright.

"Boom!!"

The power of this palm is not insignificant, leaving behind a huge palm print.

But Sun Wukong and the others avoid the threat, staring at Amitabha in the sky, and cannot help but sneer.

"Hmph hmph hmph!"

"You old bald donkey, you finally decided to show your true colors!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong raises his fighting spirit to the peak, holding the Ruyi Jingu Bang and charging straight up.

Regardless of whether Amitabha is a Saint's incarnation, he has no fear of the gap between realms.

He raises his hand and swings the staff, which suddenly extends and enlarges at the tip, carrying the force of ten million jin, smashing down fiercely.

A wild wind howls past; Amitabha frowns, feeling extremely disdainful.

"Stop being presumptuous!"

"Do you know my good intentions?"

"If you can follow me into the Western Dao, you will definitely have boundless merit!"

Amitabha is still trying to persuade Sun Wukong and the others to bring them into the West and then control them.

But Sun Wukong doesn't listen to any of this, his staff dancing with excitement.

Seeing this, Amitabha is even more annoyed, feeling that he, a dignified Quasi-Saint incarnation, is being looked down upon by a Daluo.

If this were to spread, wouldn't he lose all face?

"You monkey, today I will teach you a lesson!"

Having said that, Amitabha's golden body shines, and a phantom of a great Buddha instantly condenses behind him.

Under the illumination of the Buddha light, bursts of mysterious sounds appear, echoing continuously in this world.

At this moment, the demon kings and cave masters of Dongsheng Shenzhou feel this intent one after another, only feeling that their bodies are extremely repulsed.

"Who is it? Who is causing trouble at Mount Huaguo?"

"This power seems to belong to the Fomen Sect; it is truly disgusting!"

"That is! The Great Sage Equal to Heaven is fighting someone!"

"Could it be some Quasi-Saint existence from the Fomen Sect? This momentum is so huge!"

In an instant, ten thousand demons gather, staring at the sky.

This battle has already seen too many situations that Amitabha did not want to see.

Although with his strength as a Saint's incarnation, it is impossible for him to lose to Sun Wukong, who is in the Daluo realm.

However, the fighting spirit displayed by Sun Wukong, and even the strength he can exert, are enough to hold him back for a while.

Even such a situation is enough to be criticized.

A Saint's incarnation, yet unable to easily resolve a Daluo, wouldn't that truly become a joke?

Thinking this way, Amitabha raises his aura directly to the peak of the Quasi-Saint stage!

"Omm!!!"

A pressure instantly covers the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The heaven and earth shake, and the clouds change color.

Sun Wukong is also covered by this pressure, his body unable to bear it, and he falls from the high sky.

Tianpeng and the others immediately step forward to catch him.

"Monkey Brother, are you okay?"

Sun Wukong shakes his head and then stands firm.

He looks up at Amitabha, his eyes full of disdain, and says: "This little pressure is nothing!"

Hearing this, Amitabha's mouth twitches for a moment, and he tries to persuade him again: "The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and you will reach the shore!"