Chapter 1215 (1/2)

Zhang Ziling is holding a golden cudgel and wearing black armor. He exudes a rebellious momentum all over his body, as if to suppress the sky!

Sun Wukong was staring at Zhang Ziling's figure with a struggle in his eyes.

Zhang Ziling's figure became more and more familiar to him, just like I've seen it somewhere.

”Great, great saint?” Yang Jian rubbed his eyes, some can't believe what he saw.

Zhang Ziling's rebellious heroic posture now made Yang Jian have an illusion.

Yang Jian felt as if he was back more than a thousand years ago. He stood in front of the 100000 heavenly soldiers and watched the monkey force his way into the heavenly palace.

”Wukong, come back!” The Buddha looked at Zhang Ziling's present appearance, frowned slightly, and then said solemnly to the monkey king.

He didn't want monkey king to be abducted by Zhang Ziling.

Hearing the Buddha's words, Monkey King's struggling eyes became calm again, and then flew to the Buddha without hesitation and stood still.

”Devil, I don't want to fight you, so don't worry about it.” The Buddha said to Zhang Ziling lightly, and then he looked at the monkey king, ”Wukong, let's go.”

As the Buddha's voice dropped, the figure of him and the monkey king gradually became illusory.

”no fight, not has the final say.” Zhang Ziling saw that the Buddha wanted to leave, but with a smile, he put out his tongue and licked his lips. The red light flashed through his eyes.

”It's coming. Are you ready?” Zhang Ziling shook the golden cudgel in the handshake and asked softly.

Although Zhang Ziling has never used stick martial arts, but

As long as you can play to the advantage of the weight of the golden cudgel, this is enough.

Ruyi's golden cudgel vibrated in Zhang Ziling's hands and seemed to be very excited.

It seems to have regained its former glory.

Bang!

Zhang Ziling's legs suddenly kicked, and the ground broke in an instant. Zhang Ziling turned into a black light and rushed to the Buddha who was about to disappear.

”Goodbye, devil.” The Buddha looked at Zhang Ziling who was rushing towards him. He always had a kind smile on his face. He didn't seem to worry that Zhang Ziling could hit him.

”Eat me a stick!”

Zhang Ziling's mouth with a wild smile, hands holding a gold stick to tear space, hit the Buddha's head.

It's impossible for the devil to hit him in any case.

The Buddha was in a happy mood and fully mastered the monkey king. His harvest was very great.

Now his body has returned to the small world of the West. What exists here is just a Dharma image!

”It seems that the devil emperor is also a naive man...” Buddha looked at the golden cudgel waving to his head, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were full of banter.

Bang Dang!!!

Zhang Ziling hit the Buddha's head with a stick. The harsh metal collision sound reverberated in the sky. The violent impact force spread around, and the whole space trembled violently because of the collision.

”Why?” I feel the pain on the face of Buddha.

Why is your body Back again?

Without time to think about it, the Buddha flew directly out of the lotus throne and smashed into the earth. The whole city began to collapse.

The friars fled to the periphery in panic for fear of being involved in this terrible war circle.

Even Yang Jian didn't dare to stay in the battle circle and fly to the distance.

Zhang Ziling stood in the void holding the golden cudgel. The dark evil spirit was around him, and a terrible force was surging around him.

Sun Wukong stood in front of Zhang Ziling, his brain was still blank, and he didn't understand what had happened just now.