Chapter 527

Moli Qing struck the transparent glass of the "escape pod" hard, but made no sound.

He felt that the originally weak connection between himself and the Qingyun Sword had been completely suppressed.

Willing but unable.

"You..."

The four brothers of the Mo family were all solemn to the extreme.

The surrounding air seemed to have turned into mountains, weighing on everyone's hearts.

The void seemed to flash with electric light, that was power surging.

Not only was Tang Luo unintentionally emitting power, but the power suppressing the Qingyun Sword was also constantly mobilized and condensed by the four Mo brothers.

"Are you Tang, Xuan, Zang?"

Mohli Hong's voice conveyed a feeling of disbelief.

The four Mo brothers and Tang Luo really weren't familiar at all, at most a nodding acquaintance, and they didn't really understand him.

They knew that pilgrim, knew the name Tang Xuanzang, and also knew this guy seemed quite capable in combat.

Sometimes he mixed with Yang Jian, Nezha and others from the Chan Teaching, and even at the Leiyin Temple on Ling Mountain he didn't have much of a reputation.

But that was all there was to it.

Oh, but the four brothers were quite "familiar" with Sun Wukong, as Sun Wukong had fought them before, more than once.

Rumor had it that Tang Xuanzang's strength was not inferior to Sun Wukong's, and just now suppressing the Qingyun Sword showed a slight indication.

But... rumors should not be wholly believed, nor should they be wholly disbelieved.

What truly surprised the four Mo brothers was, where did this guy come from?

Could it be like Nezha, always hiding while severely wounded?

But his appearance showed no such severe injuries as theirs. Did he come out after mostly recovering?

Suddenly, Mohli Hong felt a chill!

He realized what was wrong—Nezha's sudden appearance was not occasional or accidental.

This was probably a trap!

"How did you come out? I can still fight." Nezha said.

His words confirmed Mohli Hong's thought.

"Itchy hands." Tang Luo said, "Want to dismantle a Gundam." He shook the Qingyun Sword in his hand.

The Qingyun Sword emitted a sound of being unable to bear the load, making Tang Luo a bit disappointed.

As a sword, too flashy, but its own sturdiness was not enough, this won't do.

A sword is a weapon; if it cannot be used to slash people, it loses its meaning.

Moli Qing in the escape pod had eyes about to split, my Qingyun Sword! What are you doing to my Qingyun Sword! You mad monk!

Face-to-face NTR, and moreover a very rough kind, Moli Qing was grief-stricken to the point of despair.

"... Gundam? How did I hear you say that before?" Nezha said.

"Didn't I tell you the story of giant robots before?" Tang Luo said, "You forgot, you didn't build Gundam because I inspired you, did you?"

"Forgot." Nezha said, "I just thought giant robots were cool, we 'Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspects' are so big, aren't they cool too? No wonder I felt like someone told me about this, turns out it was you."

"Drinking water and forgetting who dug the well." Tang Luo said displeased.

"At most you give me a spoon."

The two chatting as if no one else was there, the faces of the four Mo brothers grew increasingly gloomy, completely disregarding them?

After the westward journey, they were ennobled as "Buddha", and now they consider themselves true Buddhas?

"Monk Xuanzang, what are your intentions?" Mohli Hong pointed the Hunyuan Umbrella in his hand at Tang Luo.

"I clearly said it twice." Tang Luo said, "How exactly did you guys develop this bad habit of never listening to people?"

"Ha."

Mohli Hai gave a short cold laugh, "Monk Xuanzang, do you really think you've got us figured out?"

Speaking, he stepped forward, a huge fist aimed at Nezha.

See? We have a hostage!

Even if this is your trap, so what? Are we Mo brothers made of mud, to be kneaded by others?

"..."

"..."

The scene fell silent all at once.

"Pfft, hahahahaha!"

Then came a burst of exaggerated, unrestrained laughter; Nezha this guy used his last bit of power to control the Invincible War God, rolling on the ground laughing.

After laughing, the Invincible War God completely "paralyzed", even the eyes in its head lost their luster.

But Nezha's voice still came firmly from within the Invincible War God: "Hostage?"

"You're taking me as a hostage to threaten Tang Xuanzang?"

"Strange. Did you guys get your brains smashed by that monkey back then, or are you just throwing your weight around in this heaven and earth, having knocked out your own brains?"

"Some people call this monk 'Holy Monk', you just assume he's a compassionate monastic, a true Holy Monk?"

"Even Maitreya Buddha calls him a demon monk, okay?"

"Besides, believe it or not, I'll tear you guys into pieces later as this hostage!"

The brat's rapid-fire cannon, wild mockery, power at full blast.

"I won't move, how about you guys kill him first?" Tang Luo added fuel to the fire.

These four little guys—not, but the Mo four brothers really don't understand him Tang Luo at all.

Hostages and such, aren't they just meant to be wiped out in one go?

We can just rescue them again afterwards.

Wait, the power of merit seems insufficient right now...

"Wait a moment." Nezha suddenly remembered something. "There are still people hiding behind these four. What if you run out like this and the news leaks?"

"No problem."

Tang Luo said, "I just circled around once, confirmed nothing would leak."

While invisible, he wasn't just doing nothing, only watching the excitement from the side.

He confirmed the Mo family's four brothers had "come alone," and that no news had been sent back or sent out before he appeared.

This way there was enough buffer time, sufficient for Tang Luo to follow the clues provided by the Mo family's four brothers and find the "Haotian Jade Emperor" behind them.

As for clues, it doesn't matter if they don't provide them now; they will provide them in a moment.

"Arrogant, foolish disciple!" Mo Lihong snorted coldly. "You will soon pay the price for your arrogance."

"Is that so? This poor monk is very much looking forward to it."

Tang Luo's voice appeared behind Mo Lihong.

He had his back to Mo Lihong; the Qingyun Sword in his hand had already been tossed aside, replaced by a fairly massive machine.

Mo Lihong's mecha fell; its lower leg was silently dismantled by Tang Luo in an instant.

A monk does not speak falsehoods; having said he would dismantle a Gundam, he naturally had to dismantle it.

"You... demon monk!"

As the roar sounded, a tremendous suction force came from the "ground."

The sky carrier began to vibrate and rise.

"So there's still this move." Nezha muttered.

Even the Invincible War God, with power remaining, wouldn't find it too easy to act under such "heavy pressure."

As for the Mo family brothers' mechas, they were completely unaffected; this is a map cannon that only affects enemies.

And the map cannon's effect on Tang Luo was negligible; he easily avoided the Hunyuan Umbrella's attack and reached out to grab.

A giant phantom hand manifested, clamped onto Mo Lihong's mecha's shoulder, and yanked downward.

The mecha's right arm was torn off entirely, crushed into a ball of scrap metal by the giant palm imprint.

It didn't have the imagined strength and hardness, but honestly, dismantling it was indeed quite satisfying.

In the blink of an eye, an arm and a leg were dismantled; Mo Lihong's mecha was already half-ruined, clearly about to follow in his eldest brother Mo Lijing's footsteps.

A sizzling sound rang out.

The Mo brothers' three mechas instantly split apart; a vast amount of debris rained down, completely enveloping Tang Luo and Nezha.

Flying debris struck!

The Invincible War God was smashed into the pit that had just been blasted out.

Parts piled up; Nezha was buried among them.

Tang Luo displayed the Thousand Hands Cannot Defend; those incomparably sturdy parts all turned to fine dust in his hands, fluttering about.

It's just that obsidian was hidden within, its terrifying power fully unleashed.

The entire carrier shook once more; a large amount of debris fell.

Large fragments falling at high speed rubbed against the air, glowing red; a small portion directly ignited into raging flames.

Like meteors falling, a natural disaster descended.

The now-awake Hei Ya drove the Land King, constantly dodging the huge falling fragments, heading away from the sky carrier.

The car sped along, bumping; the God's Hand Battlesuit helmet beside him was already askew on the seat.

As the car shook, it revealed the inside was already empty.

Fortunately, he was strapped in by the seatbelt, so he didn't slide under the seat.

But Hei Ya could also tell there was no one inside anymore; that Master Xuanzang had likely already gone to the "Floating City" in the sky.

Immortals fighting; a mortal like him definitely had to run!

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Nezha's voice came from the piled-up parts, forming a "steel seal" resembling a pyramid.

The mecha parts trapped him, but caused him no further harm.

The Invincible War God couldn't move anymore; its defense was there; the current heavy pressure couldn't do anything to it for the time being.

"Are you okay? Want me to display divine might and save you from fire and water?" Nezha said.

Can't see the outside situation, really annoying.

Tang Luo stood atop the steel seal; the three mechas' "suicide-style" attack had no difficult effect on him.

The Glazed Pure Garment and white hair fluttered in the gale.

Hearing Nezha's words, Tang Luo lifted his foot and stomped down.

The formed pyramid seal instantly shattered; Nezha didn't regain freedom, but at least he could "see" the surrounding scene again.

"There's actually a combining mecha! How did I not think of that!" Nezha shouted in surprise.

"Because you're alone?" Tang Luo said.

"..."

You're alone; who would you do a combining mecha with?

Just now, the three mechas split apart on their own; not all parts attacked Tang Luo and Nezha.

The most important among them — the black cylinders containing the Mo brothers' true bodies, those spine-like parts, including Mo Lijing's escape pod — all flew toward the palace behind.

And the palace began to deform amid the obsidian explosions.

The four Mo brothers flew into the palace.

The freed Nezha saw a super-giant mecha with four heads and eight arms.

The four faces were unmistakably those of the four Mo brothers; their heads nearly touched the incomparably thick cloud layer in the sky.

The massive sky carrier beneath their feet counted as merely a single "auspicious cloud" of this gigantic "Mo Family Mecha."

A giant standing upright between heaven and earth.

Whether the initial 20-meter-tall Invincible War God or the later 10-meter-tall mecha, in front of this Mo Family Mecha they were all trifles.

As for the normally proportioned Tang Luo, a single finger of this mecha was far larger than Tang Luo, like a massive load-bearing column of a large building.

In its eight arms it held various kinds of gigantic weapons.

The original Hunyuan Umbrella, Qingyun Sword, and Four-String Pipa had already been stowed away.

This mecha possessed no special divine abilities, and the four Mo brothers could not pilot this colossal mecha to unleash any divine abilities either.

The only thing it had was power.

A giant sword like a mountain range fell, seemingly not caring that it would slice the sky carrier serving as its mobile platform in two.

The Mo Family Mecha had already launched an attack at Tang Luo.

"Die!"

Simultaneously, the four massive heads opened their mouths, their thunderous voices seemingly about to shake apart the thick clouds overhead.

Tang Luo grabbed the Invincible War God beside him and flung it outward.

"Hey, you wait—"

Nezha's voice grew more and more distant, thrown out directly by Tang Luo.

The Mo Family Mecha's descending sword appeared slow, but that was because it was truly too colossal.

Like an ordinary person facing a collapsing skyscraper — no matter how you run, you cannot escape.

Tang Luo also had no intention of running.

Right hand loosely clenched, Xuan Bian appeared in his hand, forming the Xuan Bian Bow.

Tang Luo leaned his body back slightly, aimed at the giant sword falling from the sky, and slowly drew the bow.

A burning Glazed Flame bow arrow appeared; the semi-transparent flames burned slowly yet released a blinding light.

He released.

In an instant, a minuscule hole appeared on the giant sword — only normal bowl-mouth size; had it not pierced completely through the sword, forming a tiny "cave heaven," it would have been unnoticeable.

Yet just such a small wound, the Glazed Flame burning on it spread out in a split second.

In a flash, it enveloped the entire giant sword; the semi-transparent flames burned, forming a flaming sword.

This "aiding the enemy" scene left Nezha dumbfounded.

That flame, he had originally thought was something Tang Luo cooked up — some new divine ability or spell with extremely strong destructive power.

He never expected that after being unleashed it would actually enhance the giant sword's might.

By now Nezha had already separated from the Invincible War God, residing atop a black floating lotus, his Huntian Ling forming a wide red robe covering his "upper body."

If you didn't look closely, you'd think this child was sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform — just a bit short, since he had no lower body.

Nezha's "aiding the enemy" "assumption" vanished without a trace in the next second.

Because the burning Glazed Flame had already incinerated the descending giant sword into a pile of ashes, turning it into sky-filling "dust."

The sky was shrouded in black powder.

The Mo Family Mecha had already pushed its materials to the utmost limit, with almost no room for further improvement.

With a body this colossal, it was impossible for every component to be "heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

After being strengthened by the Glazed Flame, it immediately "died a natural death," "self-dissolving" on the spot.

One arrow destroyed the giant sword.

Xuan Bian in hand formed a sharp sword; Tang Luo thrust it into the "carrier deck" beneath his feet, then stepped forward!

The carrier suspended in midair abruptly lost its original balance, tilting and sinking downward, with debris continuously falling.

Nezha even saw cracks appear, beginning to spread in all directions!

One could see how great the force of Tang Luo's step was.

But Tang Luo did not leap up; instead, he sprinted toward the gigantic Mo Family Mecha before him.

Every step left depressions and pits on the carrier, and the Xuan Bian sword embedded within, moving with Tang Luo, left a long gash on it as well.

And after this gash appeared, it kept expanding.

Before the Mo Family Mecha could attack a second time, Tang Luo had already reached its feet, leaped up, and landed on the mecha's "sole."

The Xuan Bian sword easily pierced into the mecha; comparing sizes, it probably couldn't even fully breach the outermost layer of armor.

Yet as Tang Luo sprinted again, the depressions and cracks left underfoot, together with the narrow slit left by the Xuan Bian sword,

Combined, they formed a massive wound that was quite hideous even for the Mo Family Mecha!

Tang Luo ran up along the sky-pillar-like mecha legs, leaving behind a terrifying "wound" that nearly tore the leg apart directly.

The four Mo brothers naturally felt no pain from the mecha, but the dire situation drew an incomparably furious roar from them.

It wasn't that they hadn't considered this "cannon shooting a fly" scenario initially.

Accurately speaking, there simply did not exist any fly capable of harming this colossal mecha; no matter how a fly struggled, it could be regarded with indifference by this gigantic mecha.

It couldn't even damage the outermost armor, right?

And as long as it touched them once, the "fly" would die immediately.

Even swapping in Nezha's Invincible War God, wanting to contend against this mecha that won by size and strength would also be extremely difficult.

If one employed the Heaven-Earth Dharma Aspect to oppose it, that would be a pretty good solution.

But with such injuries, in such an environment, how could they possibly manifest the Heaven-Earth Dharma Aspect?

Who would have thought that this demon monk would use such an unreasonable method, nearly tearing off one of their legs!

"Tang Xuanzang!"

The enraged "giant" let out a roar.

Eight arms, palms spread wide like a collapsing heavenly canopy, swept toward Tang Luo, who had already reached the "thigh."

Back then, the Tathagata Buddha suppressed that demon monkey beneath the Five Elements Mountain with a single hand.

Today, these four brothers will follow in his footsteps.

Eight-Armed Demon-Subduing Monk!