I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

The brocade cassock is indeed a treasure of Buddhism. The self-explosion of that thing just now did not hurt Tang Ku at all. However, whether it was his memory in his previous life, Tang Xuanzang's own memory, or the memory of his previous life Jin Chanzi, they had never seen any monsters or demons that could use such means!

In the world of Journey to the West, there is no such thing as self-destruction. Even if the spirit or soul self-destructs, it is just a means of suicide and will definitely not be so powerful!

In addition to the "fly" picked up from the ground, which obviously did not look like a product of this era, Tang Ku already had some guesses about the instigator of this incident, but who exactly was the other party, what was his origin and identity... there were too few clues and he couldn't tell at all!

"Oh, what did you guess?"

The moment Tang Ku picked up the tiny fly, another voice sounded from behind him.

His body stiffened, and he turned around and saw that the thin figure was extremely familiar, with golden armor, a golden stick, and a face full of monkey hair... Needless to say, he knew who it was.

However, he had seen this monkey turn evil with his own eyes, and it would not be a good thing if it appeared here at this time!

Tang Ku narrowed his eyes, looked at the other party's displayed data, and smiled helplessly.

智20、力50、技55、敏60、速62、御80。

Well, this eldest disciple is worthy of being called the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and the Fighting Buddha. How can he be defeated at this level?

He knew that the dove was not as strong as himself, so he dared to deal with him. But now... he was not as strong as Black Goku, there was a world of difference between them!

Even if you add up all the Iron Fist points obtained from the previous beating and the subsequent beating, it is only 15 points. Even if you add them all to defense, it will only mean that the opponent will hit you with one more stick.

but……

"Haha, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon!"

Tang Ku narrowed his eyes slightly, "Where is my disciple's soul? Why can you control him so easily?"

"Although Sun Wukong is the spiritual root of the Three Realms, he has a huge spiritual loophole in his heart, so it's easy to control him!" The voice was not actually Sun Wukong. He looked Tang Ku up and down. "I didn't expect that a cowardly monk like you would be so muscular and have such fighting power!"

Tang Ku curled his lips and narrowed his eyes, saying, "To be honest, I didn't expect you could be considered a benefit after I become a Buddha... Um, which world are you from? Is this thing... from your world?"

He picked up the electronic fly in his hand and placed it in front of the monkey.

"Do you know anything about technological creations?"

The other party was obviously surprised, and his monkey face was a little distorted. "It seems that you are not from this world anymore!"

"Of course I am!" Tang Ku naturally wouldn't be fooled by him and said casually, "It's just that the casting process of this thing is too sophisticated, and the four continents haven't developed such a creation ability yet, so I can recognize it at a glance... Well, what is your purpose in appearing in our world?"

"Haha, guess what!"

The opponent suddenly raised the golden cudgel, and the shadow of the cudgel was as big as a mountain, smashing down hard on Tang Ku's head.

boom!

A strong wind suddenly blew, causing pain on his face, but Tang Ku did not dodge at all. Instead, the hand holding the golden cudgel began to tremble continuously.

"... Um, what did you do? Why can it affect my soul? What... What are you thinking?"

Sun Wukong's face showed a twisted look of pain, and the golden cudgel in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, smashing the gold bricks on the ground. He covered his head with his hands and almost rolled on the ground.

"This is called the Jiligulu Rebirth Mantra, and it's used to send you to the Western Paradise... Well, maybe the Western Paradise no longer exists, but since you can speak our language, you should understand the meaning of this sentence!"

Tang Ku sneered, "Give my apprentice's soul back, and get out now. I will pretend you don't exist. If you dare to be presumptuous, I will make you experience what it means to be worse than death!"

The man stopped chanting, and instantly he stopped feeling any pain. He stood up, looked at the monk with a pair of strange eyes, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what you want to do, the situation is now determined. You can't be the master's opponent!"

"Haha, then you should tell your bastard master to clean his neck and wait, and see if I can hit him in the face with my iron fists!"

Tang Ku curled his lips, "Quickly release Wukong's soul, otherwise, I will..."

Swish!

The figure moved extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden light and disappeared into the horizon.

"Phew, luckily my words can still scare people... Damn, I'm so tired!"

From the very beginning, Tang Ku knew that he would not die because he saw the tight headband on the head of the person opposite him!

When Sun Wukong became a Buddha, he could have taken off the golden hoop, but somehow, the golden hoop was perfectly preserved when he turned evil. In other words, the golden hoop curse was still usable.

As a disciple of Buddhism, he naturally knew that this spell did not really tighten the hoop to cause pain, but directly acted on the soul of the wearer. Otherwise, with the physical cultivation of Sun Wukong, how could a tight hoop make him surrender?

For a moment, Tang Ku suddenly thought that the tight hoop curse seemed to be effective no matter how far away. Should he recite it now to make that guy fall from the sky?

After careful consideration, he decided not to do so.

Too much is as bad as too little. The other party is not a fool. If I recite it now, they may find that it is the tight hoop that is working. These people's methods are weird and unpredictable. Maybe they will find a way to remove the tight hoop. If I see them again next time, I will lose a three-point chance of winning!

"Well, how should these points be distributed?"

智15、力10、技10、敏11、速13、御7……

Currently, defense is at its lowest!

"If that stick had really landed on me, I would have been instantly reduced to ashes..."

Tang Ku recalled the scene with lingering fear, and could not help but feel a sense of dread. Then he thought of the massive catastrophe before his time travel...

Of the 15 Iron Fist points, 13 were allocated to defense!

hum!

Tang Ku's eyes suddenly blurred, and the number of points instantly turned into 20. A golden light shot up from his body into the sky, and then retracted into his body. Golden thunderbolts surrounded him, making his body more solid and his muscle contours more obvious.

He could clearly feel the surge in his physical strength and was immediately surprised. At the same time, a light curtain rose on the system interface, and a line of words appeared on the light curtain.

"Congratulations to the host for breaking through two integer points in a row. The system rewards you with the full level of Vajra Zen Kung. I hope you will keep up the good work. (Being a tank isn't the only way out, but getting beaten up never hurts!)"