"You - you are Liu'er Mihou, not Sun Wukong!"

In a hidden void, Manjushri Bodhisattva stared at the golden-haired macaque with a gloomy face.

Like Yang Jian, he also found clues from the list of Divine Soldiers, Immortal Laws and Taoist Laws, and discovered the true identity of the golden-retriever macaque.

The golden-haired macaque crawled respectfully in front of Manjushri Bodhisattva without saying anything.

Manjushri Bodhisattva reached out and grabbed the golden-haired macaque, and took out the golden rod used by the golden-haired macaque from its ear. The golden rod turned into six or seven feet long in his hand. There were a golden hoop wrapped at both ends of the rod, and five large characters were engraved at one end near the golden hoop: Ruyi Golden Hoop.

This golden rod is exactly the same as Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

Manjushri Bodhisattva observed in front of him for a long time but could not see any flaws. If it weren't for the fact that the one who appeared on the divine weapon list was the Suxin iron-core soldier, not the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, he would never have doubted the authenticity of this stick.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, as if he had seen something. His five fingers suddenly grabbed it hard, and with a click, the surface of the golden rod suddenly exploded. As the eggshell-like coat exploded and fell off, a gray-black stick revealed its true appearance.

A hardcore soldier!

Looking at the five big words that appeared after the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel" fell off, Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly burst into angry fire in his eyes, and his long stick swept downwards, and with a bang, he pulled the golden-reeded macaque crawling in front of him away.

He was already extremely sure that the monkey in front of him was the six-eared macaque.

A bloody mouth was blown out by the hardcore soldiers on the Liu'er's forehead. The bones were visible to the depths. Blood suddenly flowed, and half of its body dyed red in an instant.

It looked frightened and didn't bother to wipe the blood from its face. It flew back to Manjushri Bodhisattva, knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy: "Disciple knows that it's wrong, Bodhisattva, please spare your life!"

"explain!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva pointed at the head of Liu'er Mihou with a long stick and asked, "When did you and Sun Wukong change their identities? You were beaten to death by Sun Wukong in front of the Buddha in the Main Hall, why are you still alive? Where did Sun Wukong? Where did he go? What conspiracy do you have with him?"

Obviously, as the young monk said, Manjushri Bodhisattva did not lose his mind and remembered the past very clearly, otherwise he would not have asked this series of questions.

Liu'er Mihou was so scared that she trembled and said stutteringly: "Disciple... I don't know."

Bang!

Manjushri Bodhisattva's expression sank, and he pulled the six-eared macaque out with another stick.

The six-eared macaque was only afraid of Manjushri Bodhisattva. He did not resist, but even dared to escape. He flew back to Manjushri Bodhisattva again, knelt down and kowtowed to mercy: "Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, and Bodhisattva..."

Not far away, Fairy Yao Ji was also frightened and was so scared that she didn't dare to speak.

"Do you say it or not?"

Manjushri Bodhisattva's eyes shot cold light and had the intention of killing.

"Disciple doesn't know, Bodhisattva will spare your life!"

The Liuer Mihou just kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Bang!

Manjushri Bodhisattva showed no mercy and hit the monkey with one stick, making the monkey's head bleed.

Bang bang bang bang!

He was angry and chased Liu'er Mihou and beaten dozens of sticks, which made the monkey's skin and flesh burst into blood. Then he stopped.

Then he asked, "Say or not?"

Liu'er Mihou said weakly: "Disciple...Disciple doesn't...I don't know--"

"die!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva shouted fiercely, raised his long stick suddenly, and he wanted to knock the head of Liu'er Mihou with one stick, but the stick fell halfway and suddenly stopped, and an embarrassing expression appeared on his angry face.

He suddenly remembered that Liu'er Mihou's memory was sealed by him and he remembered nothing. It was not that it was hidden from the crowd, but that it really didn't know.

"I'm so confused!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva muttered angrily and amusedly, then pinched a seal with his left hand and slapped it at Liu'er Mihou, preparing to remove the memory seal for him.

But he suddenly stopped halfway through the filming, frowned and looked at the void in front of the left.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand to circle Liu'er Mihou and Fairy Yao Ji, and disappeared from the spot with the two.

Boom!

Manjushri Bodhisattva had just left before his feet, and flew to the back of Taiwang Mountain, and was landing at the position where Manjushri Bodhisattva had just stood.

Zhang Xiaozhu stood with his hands on the Fengshen Platform, looked at the direction of Manjushri Bodhisattva's escape and sneered: "Where to escape!"

As the sound fell, Taiwang Mountain disappeared in place.

The next moment, there was a rumbling sound and appeared in another void, blocking the path of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

Manjushri Bodhisattva's face was gloomy, and he stopped and did not run anymore. He looked at Zhang Xiaozhu and asked, "How did you lock the position of the deity?"

He was really puzzled. He had already hidden his aura, and even the way of heaven could not lock his aura, but it was accurately locked by Zhang Xiaozu.

Zhang Xiaozu said: "Taiwang Mountain has become one with the fairy world. As long as you are still in the fairy world, you cannot escape the supervision of Taiwang Mountain."

Manjushri Bodhisattva said angrily: "I have given up the immortal world to you, what else do you want?"

"I want to check your spiritual memory to see if you are really losing your mind by the poison of alien cultivators, or pretending to lose your mind?"

"Rareless!" Manjushri Bodhisattva was furious.

He felt a heavy blow in his heart, and he had a bad premonition, and felt that his secret seemed to have been discovered by Zhang Xiaozu.

When Yang Jian heard Zhang Xiaozu's words, he was shocked at first, and then suddenly frowned.

He did not doubt that Manjushri Bodhisattva had special means to resolve the poison of alien cultivators, and pretended to lose his mind like him, but he did not understand why he had to act ruthlessly against Nezha if Manjushri Bodhisattva lost his mind. He actually suppressed him with a golden hoop.

Why do you do your best to deal with Zhang Xiaozu, the God Lord of Jiuzhou who came to save the immortal world?

Don’t he want to expel the alien cultivators?

Yang Jian was puzzled, frowned deeply, and looked solemn, wondering if Manjushri Bodhisattva had already defected to the alien realm cultivator?

Whoosh!

Zhang Xiaozu did not continue to lose his lips and tongue. He knew that there was only one way to explore the spiritual memory of Manjushri Bodhisattva, which was to lie down, so he jumped down from Taiwang Mountain and punched Manjushri Bodhisattva.

roar!

The six-eared macaque forgot that he had been beaten by Manjushri Bodhisattva just now, and even roared to protect Manjushri Bodhisattva, and used the Dharma to transform into a huge world, and smashed Zhang Xiaozu with a stick.

Bang!

A big black hand grabbed from behind Zhang Xiaoxu and was grabbing the smashed stick.

"roar!"

The black ape bared his teeth and roared at the Liu'er Mihou, grabbed the stick and swung it to the side, and threw the Liu'er Mihou away from Zhang Xiaozhu, and then the two sides fought together.

Zheng!

Fairy Yao Ji pulled out her sword angrily.

when!

The bronze nameless sword broke through the air and blocked her sword.

"Your opponent is me!"

Zhou Jianlai shouted loudly, grabbed the hilt of the Wuming Sword and swept it across, sweeping Fairy Yao Ji away from Zhang Xiaozu.

"Look at the fist!"

Zhang Xiaozu's fist blasted at Manjushri Bodhisattva without pause.

Manjushri Bodhisattva sacrificed the magic sword of wisdom and stabbed it out suddenly.

bite!

The magic sword of wisdom stabbed Zhang Xiaozu's fist, as if he was stabbed on the indestructible divine iron. Then the forces of both sides burst into violent collisions, and with a loud bang, Manjushri Bodhisattva shook back a thousand feet.

"How is that possible?"

Manjushri Bodhisattva looked at Zhang Xiaozhu who had not stepped back in disbelief.
Chapter completed!