My Plug-in is Invincible

1"Younger Martial Uncle, who do you think will win?" Little White Snake could not hold back her curiosity any longer and asked Ao Mo.     2

    

Ao Mo: "Sun Wukong."    

    

Little White Snake: "Ah? Why! Tang Monk's mana seems to be very strong. Look at that buddhist light, it's really strong. That monkey is being suppressed. "    

    

"Haven't you noticed that Sun Wukong is becoming more and more resistant to fighting, even though you can't judge his appearance?"    

    

When Little White Snake heard this, she took a closer look for a moment. It was only then that he realized it was true!    

    

"Younger Martial Uncle, how did this happen …"    

    

"Think for yourself."    

    

Actually, the reason was very simple. The mana was not Tang Monk's own, but a power that he stole from the buddhist edict. Even if Tang Monk did not use his mana, the power would continue to dissipate.    

    

And now, he was constantly fighting with his disciple, Sun Wukong.    

    

The rate at which his magic power was being drained … It was like flooding.    

    

At this time, Tang Monk also found out the problem. After he cast another Buddhist light, he actually ran towards Ao Mo and said, "Dragon Emperor, save me …"    

    

This monk was very smart. He knew that if he continued to fight with Sun Wukong, he would be beaten to death sooner or later.    

    

But... When he asked Ao Mo for help, he found that Ao Mo had already disappeared!    

    

"Damn it, Ao Mo. You are just watching me die …" Tang Monk howled in pain.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

There was a saying that goes' thirty-year river flows east and west ', but in reality, it was only a few minutes. Tang Monk, who originally sent Sun Wukong crashing into the ground, was now smashed into the ground by Sun Wukong.    

    

Luckily, the Buddhist mana outside of his body was still there, so he could block Sun Wukong's staff. If the mana had already dissipated, then the monk would probably have been beaten into meat paste.    

    

However, after this attack, the Fa Li on his body dispersed even faster. In other words, he wasn't too far away from becoming minced meat.    

    

"Ao Mo, Ao Mo …"    

    

The monk roared, but Ao Mo really did disappear.    

    

"Ao Xi, save me!" You were ordered to protect this poor monk. You can't just stand by and watch him die. "    

    

Actually, many times, many things are forced helpless. Even an existence like Jin Chanzi, when faced with life and death, would not have any grace and would bitterly beg for forgiveness.    

    

"The Laws …"    

    

Ao Xi merely walked towards the distance and pretended not to see it.    

    

Tang Monk: "..." His heart was filled with despair!    

    

At this moment, a Buddhist voice resounded: "Amitabha …"    

    

"Sun Wukong, you just escaped from the Five Elements Mountain, why are you being so presumptuous?"    

    

It was Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva .    

    

She was still in the sky, but a willow leaf had already arrived with the wind. This willow leaf grew with the wind, and in the end, it became like a canopy that enveloped Sun Wukong.    

    

At this moment, Sun Wukong was at his most aggressive moment. His body was shaking non-stop and was struggling. The iron rod in his hand was hitting everywhere and he was actually unable to struggle free from Liu Ye.    

    

"..."    

    

Little White Snake asked Ao Mo.    

    

"Younger Martial Uncle, where are we going? It's not like you're afraid of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva ."    

    

During Chang'an City, Younger Martial Uncle's words made Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva not dare to enter the Chang'an. This kind of awe-inspiring matter, will not be forgotten.    

    

The question was, why did Younger Martial Uncle stop here?    

    

Ao Mo laughed and said, "Hur hur, you don't understand."    

    

Even though he had left, his gaze was still able to clearly see the scene of the Five Elements Mountain.    

    

"That willow leaf is strange."    

    

In the current world, everyone knew that this Bodhisattva had a jade bottle in his hand, and inside the jade bottle was a willow branch. The willow branch that seemed to be thin actually possessed a great amount of power;    

    

"I hope I'm overthinking it. Otherwise, this matter will become more and more interesting."    

    

Ao Mo had no choice but to think of an extremely famous powerhouse at the beginning of the Ancient Desolation: the Spatial Demon God, Yang Mei.    

    

The body that he had entrusted to turn around was one of the ten great Spiritual Roots, the Willow Tree.