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

boom!

The ground within a radius of 500 meters suddenly collapsed, and the shock wave caused by the huge force spread outward, causing the entire earth to vibrate like waves on the water. It seemed that the earth was shaking. Huge cracks continued to spread outward in a spider web shape, and there were traces of them on the ground for more than ten miles.

The image of Sandalwood Merit Buddha suddenly disappeared under the blow and turned into stars in the sky, leaving only a deep pit on the ground that looked like a meteorite impact and Anubis, who had turned into a human form and was lying at the bottom of the pit.

His mouth and nose were full of blood, and the scimitar in his hand had countless cracks, as if it would shatter into pieces in the next moment.

Tang Ku slowly flew closer, looked at Anubis's miserable appearance, clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, it's not too late to turn back. If you choose to stop, I can let you go and let you go back to report to your master!"

Anubis struggled to sit up, but found that all his bones were broken. Even if he moved even a little, his whole body would feel pain like being struck by lightning.

The only divine power he had was repairing his body, but the process was very slow. Even if such a serious injury could be fully recovered, it would take several months. Of course, this was without anyone disturbing him.

The monk in front of him... If he gets hit with a punch like the previous one, he will definitely die!

However, Anubis is a well-known figure in Egyptian mythology after all. Known as the god of death, he has never experienced real failure.

In addition to his unwillingness, what supports him is his dignity!

"He... Monk, you... you can kill me. I won't... I won't reveal... even a shred of... information to you!"

Although his mouth and nose were full of blood, he still expressed his meaning clearly. However, after saying this, he began to cough violently, as if blood had flowed back into his nasal cavity, spraying blood foam everywhere. At the same time, tear-like cracks appeared on his body surface, and his appearance became even more miserable.

"This is what they call 'you reap what you sow.' Since you've chosen to be a martyr, I can't force you to do so... I hope your companions can understand your painstaking efforts..."

Tang Ku clasped his hands together, intending to give this guy a final blow.

"Holy monk, let me do it. You are a Buddhist, so try to minimize the killing!"

Nezha came to his side at some point, and this time he was very considerate and picked up the Fire Spear.

"boom!"

In front of Nezha's astonished eyes, Tang Ku punched Anubis's head, and the legendary god of death turned into a pool of sand and drifted away with the wind.

"I appreciate the Third Prince's kindness... You must know that the term 'transmigration' not only refers to spiritual salvation, but also physical salvation!" Tang Ku said with a smile, "Their lineage of gods is obviously not well-received, otherwise they wouldn't be so ignorant of even the most basic information about our Buddhist sect.

If he returns alive, without completing his mission, all the gods of his lineage will inevitably be implicated. I don't know what their leader will do, but their master will definitely choose to destroy their entire pantheon... So this guy is sacrificing his life for justice. As the culprit behind his failure, how can I not help him and save his soul? "

Nezha was stunned by what he heard. He tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Is that so? That holy monk is truly compassionate!"

Tang chanted the Buddha's name bitterly, with only one thought in his mind: "Good, good, I finally got 3 Iron Fist points!"

Yang Jian slowly descended from mid-air, glanced at Tang Ku, and said, "Saint Monk, why are you here? We went to the Western Paradise, but didn't find any trace of you. I wonder how you knew our location and were able to come to our rescue?"

Tang Ku smiled bitterly, "This is my negligence... Um, Wu Zhen? Where is Wu Zhen?"

"exist!"

Wuzhen slowly descended from the sky and landed in front of Nezha and Yang Jian. He clasped his hands together and bowed, saying, "I am Master's new disciple, Wuzhen. Nice to meet you two... honored gods!"

She didn't know the identities of the two men, but since they could fight back and forth with two gods of the Egyptian pantheon who were good at fighting, they must not be mortals, so she called them gods.

"What a handsome little novice!"

Nezha was surprised and asked, "Where did the holy monk pick it up from?"

"That may not be the case with Shami. Wuzhen is a real girl!"

Tang smiled bitterly, and immediately told them about his experiences in Chang'an and Wuzhen's identity, and also told them about Yuan Tiangang.

The two then realized that they had preconceived notions and thought that Tang Ku was a Buddhist disciple, so they immediately rushed to the Western Paradise to wait for Tang Ku to appear, but they did not expect that he had returned to the Tang Dynasty first, so the three of them took the wrong path.

And when he heard that Wuzhen was not only a woman, but also a goddess in a certain world, he was even more impressed by Tang Ku.

"The holy monk truly possesses profound Buddhist knowledge. He just converted a... a Saint Seiya, and now he's converted a goddess. Could it be that you are the chosen one born to conquer your enemies?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Haha, this is just a coincidence. There will always be people with wisdom. Those without wisdom are like Anubis, who I beat to death with my hammer. He's just a piece of stone in a toilet. Even if I have all the Dharma in my power, I can't save him. So I can only save him physically! By the way, how did you get here, and why did you meet these two guys?"

Tang Ku asked.

"We waited for two days at Lingshan before we remembered the Saint Monk's origins..." Yang Jian smiled bitterly, "So we set off for the Tang Dynasty. Unexpectedly, we encountered some very powerful characters along the way, and these two were among them! It seems that Bull Demon King learned of Princess Iron Fan's whereabouts during the battle and was led away by some enemies. And we were held here by these two, unable to offer any assistance!"

"So, the old cow was fooled?"

Tang Ku frowned slightly. "With his shrewdness, he wouldn't be so easily deceived... Perhaps the person who told him the whereabouts of Princess Iron Fan was telling the truth!"

"Even if it's true, if they came specifically to capture him, they'd probably set a trap based on his characteristics. It's almost certain that the Bull Demon King would be fooled and captured!"

Yang Jian said.

"What should we do?" Nezha asked anxiously, "How should we save him?"

Tang Ku rubbed his head: "I can't do anything!"

Yang Jian also frowned slightly: "The 72-Transformation Shooting Covers Technique can only give a rough idea, but it cannot determine his current position..."

The three of them suddenly looked worried.

"If you want to divine someone's location... maybe I can give it a try!"

Swish!

The three of them looked at Wu Zhen at the same time. The little nun's face immediately turned red and she said shyly, "I'm embarrassed to be looked at by three handsome guys!"