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

"Your master hasn't come out of retreat yet?"

Benxin Guanyin frowned slightly. He was not dissatisfied because he was rejected, but because the current situation was a little urgent.

"No, Master hasn't come out of the meditation room since he came back. It's been seven days, and we don't know when he will come out!"

Shi Jingmo said politely, "What does the Bodhisattva want to see him about? I can tell him when he comes out of retreat!"

"This matter cannot be conveyed... Didn't you see that crack in the sky outside the city?" Benxin Guanyin said helplessly, "Although it's faint, with your strength, you should be able to see it. Behind that crack is the Demonic Realm, and a false saint is about to emerge from that world!"

"We did feel it, and although this power is very disturbing, I know that now is not the time to launch a battle against them!"

Shi Jingmo said in a deep voice, "You should just wait quietly for Master to come out of seclusion! Besides, Master needs us disciples to do the hard work. If there is any need, we disciples can take care of it on Master's behalf."

Benxin Guanyin was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "But I'm still unsure. After all, your master is the one leading this matter. If he's not involved, I feel like I'm missing a backbone!"

Shi Jingmo smiled and said, "You are also a leader, don't you even have this little patience?"

"I want to be patient too, the problem is... huh?"

Benxin Guanyin suddenly turned her head and looked towards the northwest sky. The crack there suddenly expanded by more than half a meter, just enough to accommodate a ten-year-old child.

Suddenly, a thin figure emerged from the crack, then expanded to more than two meters in height in an instant, and did a chest expansion exercise in mid-air.

And at the moment he appeared, another arm suddenly emerged from the crack, but because the crack suddenly closed, the entire arm was cut off...

Snapped!

The man suddenly grabbed the arm, tilted his head to look at it, and suddenly laughed, "Laplace, this guy is too impatient. Why not wait until I find the Holy Stone and completely expand the space rift before doing this? Well, such a good thing can't be wasted..."

After saying that, the guy opened his mouth wide and swallowed the entire arm.

boom!

A powerful airflow suddenly spread out as he swallowed his arm, making the sky cloudless. The tremendous energy continued to spread as his muscles rose and fell, and almost all the strong men in the Tang Dynasty felt this power.

"Silver-white armor, pale skin, a fierce glint in your eyes, and a powerful law-force... Are you from the Pseudo-Holy Legion?"

A figure holding a stick appeared behind the man first and said lightly.

The false saint suddenly turned around, looked at the skinny monkey, and said with disdain, "Haha, I know who you are. I've read your information... Sun Wukong, huh? You just broke through the power of the law and you dare to be so arrogant to me. Don't you know how to spell death?"

"Haha, then you give it a try..."

The monkey smacked his lips and suddenly sneered, "Although I may not be very strong, I have many friends, bro!"

brush brush brush brush...

It was like dumplings being dropped into a pot. In a flash, this false saint was surrounded.

All of Tang Ku's disciples who were proficient in the laws had already appeared. Even Wu Zhen appeared in front of him wearing a robe and a hint of laziness.

The gods of the immortal world, several powerful characters who are well versed in the laws were also present, and even the Western Buddhas and several Bodhisattvas showed up.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Zhenyuan Daxian, and a Benxin Guanyin, all stood beside the monkey, frowning slightly at the pseudo-saint in front of them.

"Huh... So you already have so many powerful law masters?"

The pseudo-saint made a rough calculation and found that there were at least dozens of powerful law masters surrounding him. Although they were not as strong as himself, he should not forget the principle that many ants can kill an elephant. Didn't they rely on their numerical advantage to grind the saint to death?

"Haha, I admit that with your strength you can indeed keep me..."

The false saint sneered, seemingly completely unfazed by the scene before him. "To tell you the truth, if we dare to attack me, I have more than a dozen ways to drag all of you down with me to be buried with me. If you don't believe me, just try it. It doesn't matter if I die, I still have many companions. If you all die, you will have no capital to fight against my clan!"

This statement made a lot of sense, and no one doubted whether he was exaggerating. Although the false saint had no bottom line, he would definitely not deceive them in this way.

Don't be afraid to use the right weapon...

Benxin Guanyin was helpless, but he couldn't let this false saint go. After all, having such a dangerous guy wandering around in the world was undoubtedly a time bomb.

Just when he made up his mind to summon his two clones and then merge them into one again, suddenly, everyone felt a trace of pressure coming from above, even the pseudo-saint who had just appeared.

He suddenly looked up and saw a black dot falling from the sky at an extremely fast speed, and it seemed to be falling towards him.

The black spot became very clear in an instant. It could be seen that it was a humanoid creature descending at a high speed. A layer of protective film formed on his body, isolating him from the friction of the atmosphere and making it impossible to see his appearance and stature.

However, two or three seconds later, he entered the atmosphere, and everyone couldn't help but gasp, because they finally saw what the guy looked like!

"Bear...panda?"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but smack his lips and said, "Master, am I dazzled?"

"If you're dazzled, then I'm blind. I saw a black and white monster with twisted muscles and a mouth full of fangs..."

Master Erlang raised his head and muttered to himself.

Just when everyone was in a daze, the panda-like creature suddenly stretched out its right palm towards the false saint and pressed down hard at an extremely fast speed.

Under the acceleration of gravity, a huge bear paw phantom slammed down hard on the pseudo-saint's head, then continued to press down, down...

boom!

The entire earth was shaking. Chang'an City finally experienced another massive earthquake, but the people in the sky were still in a dream...

It’s so... dreamy. Why would a panda suddenly appear? And this guy seems to be a very powerful... monster?

It happened so quickly that before anyone could react, the false saint was knocked to the ground?

In the deep pit, a cute panda wearing a long robe and a melon-shaped hat was carrying a pseudo-saint who looked like a dead dog. He slowly stood up and smiled foolishly at everyone.

"How pitiful... He didn't even give his name!"

The monkey looked at the miserable pseudo-saint and couldn't help smacking his lips.