e him, carrying a bright red sign on his shoulder.rumbles.the earth hums, and the surging giant ignores his existence and approaches quickly.the man looked at the scene calmly and slowly said, "I am C...Dong--!

the figure of the fighting over the Buddha fell heavily on the ground, and the figure came to the two figures in a flash.

he saw Zhu Bajie's cold body in front of him, and the whole person froze in the same place.

that is a Luohan, the pale golden skin has no luster at the moment, the dark blood stains cover the surface of the body, the spirit of the body has been broken, fell to the mortal world, countless giant bite marks all over the body, looks shocking.

only those dead eyes still stared round, glaring at the nothingness in front of them, just like a sitting King Kong of Buddhism.

seeing the victory of the Buddha, the body shook suddenly and stayed in place like a sculpture.

"Brother Monkey." Zhu Bajie, who knelt on the ground, looked up at him, and a sad smile appeared on his pale face. "Lao Sha he …"... It's gone. "

the body of the fighting over the Buddha trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists, almost growling:

"what happened"

"I broke into the fog to save people, Lao Sha came to support me, and then was attacked by a large number of demons." Ahem, ahem. "

Zhu Bajie coughed violently before he uttered his words. Whenever he coughed, a large amount of blood poured out from his waist and abdomen, and wisps of black fog drifted from his mouth, robbing him of his vitality.

the pupil of the fighting over Buddha suddenly shrank, and he reached out and held Zhu Bajie's body in his arms. The face of Australopithecus, full of the sacred meaning of Buddhism, twisted violently with anxiety:

"nerd!"

he stretched out his hand and pressed Zhu Bajie's bloody waist, but still could not stop the passage of his vitality.

Brother Monkey. I may have to go down and spend time with Lao Sha. " Zhu Bajie's simple and honest face squeezed out a miserable smile.

"shut up!" The fight defeated the Buddha with a roar of anger, and the Buddha light all over the body exploded, pouring crazily into Zhu Bajie's body, hanging his life for him.

however, he could not cure the method of repair, and the black fog in the waist and abdomen of Pig Bajie could restrain the flow of divine power to a great extent, and there was nothing he could do but forcibly use Xiu to renew his life for Zhu Bajie.

"Damn it, damn it!" Fighting over Buddha saw Zhu Bajie's face visible to the naked eye pale, constantly cursing, he seemed to remember something, suddenly looked back behind.

he looked at standing not far away, the figure in a crimson cloak, as if grasping the last straw, shouting:

"you!" You are a disciple of Lao Zu! Will there be some means of treatment! Any means will do! As long as I can barely keep him alive, I'll take him to find him right away. "

in the middle of his speech, he came to an abrupt halt.

he stared blankly at the nine national monuments in the distance, and the fire of hope in his eyes was rapidly extinguishing.

Today, the gods have given up their lives as monuments, and throughout the summer, there is no great power to heal Zhu Bajie's injuries. They're all dead!

but even so, there is still the last glimmer of hope in the eyes of the fighting over the Buddha. He looked at Lin Qi Night standing in the distance, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Lin Qi Night stood in the roaring wind and snow, watching Dou beat Buddha as a straw, an inexplicable colic and an unprecedented sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

yourself. I can't save him.

although he stood in front of the struggle to defeat the Buddha, there was a hundred years of space and time between them. They were just a group of virtual shadows made by Kunlun mirrors, and they did not exist at all.

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what's more, even if Lin Qixi really stands here, there is nothing he can do to cure Zhu Bajie. At best, he can only rely on a "miracle" to barely hang Zhu Bajie's life. Now that the gods have withered in the summer, no one can save him at all.

he opened his mouth, hoarse and bitter, and slowly spit out three words: "I'm sorry."

hearing this, Dou defeated the last ray of hope in the Buddha's eyes, completely vanishing without a trace. He turned to look at Zhu Bajie in his arms, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

when Zhu Bajie saw this, he squeezed out a smile at the corner of his mouth. Trembling, he stretched out his hand and touched the face where Dou defeated the Buddha:

"Brother Monkey." Don't cry... My old pig saved a lot of people this time and didn't lose face to our small team on Journey to the West. Ahem.

I'm going down to find Lao Sha. You and Shifu should be good Buddhas. If he has been reduced to a demon, he can indeed avoid the strangulation of the fog and stay with the people on earth, but his strength will be greatly weakened, and he will never go back.

this world, after all, must be changed by God.

Brother Monkey, you and the master are better than us, and you finally get the right fruit. You must live to the end. Take a look for my old pig. What the world will be like in the future.

maybe. This is the life of my old pig. "

the last word was spit out, Zhu Bajie's eyes, the last ray of life flame vanished without a trace, he weakly lowered his hand, completely lost his breath.

Dou Sheng Fu held his body in his arms and opened his mouth silently, as if he wanted to say something more, but he could not say anything. his tearful face was so ferocious that he suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth to the drowsy sky, sending out a heart-wrenching roar!

"Fuck fate!"

the whimpering wind and snow hummed with grief on the blood-red earth, and the last god of the summer fell to his knees helplessly, hammering the ground with his fists again and again, venting his inner madness.

the dark fog rolled silently outside the wall of miracles, and only "mysterious" figures wandered through the fog, the outline looming.

the fight defeated Buddha's right fist hammering the ground. With a sudden meal, he opened his eyes wide and stared at the fog in front of him, looking ferocious.

he stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of his golden robe, his eyes gushing with endless anger and unwillingness.

"Buddha. Buddha! Fuck the Buddha! Can't protect the world, can't protect you... I want this Buddha's dress, what is the use of birds "

there was a resolute light in his eyes, and the palm of his hand pulled at the edge of his robe and tore it apart little by little!

the golden Buddha light surged violently, and the roar of pain came out of his throat. As the corner of the robe was gradually broken, wisps of horrible evil spirit spilled out from his body and mingled with the Buddha light.

what he tore is not only a cassock, but also the true fruit of Buddhism that he has gone through so many hardships and dangers.

stab--!

with a light sound, he ripped off a corner of his robe, and he suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood. The bright golden Buddha glowed in his right eye, and suddenly turned into a dark blood-red, violent and terrifying demon, rising into the sky from half of his body.his palm was quickly placed on the end of the handle, looking around vigilantly, ready to draw the knife.in the nothingness of the direction of somersault cloud, a haze-like figure slowly condensed ou...