Chapter 3570 Don't Scare Me

Yuankong, who was radiating Buddha's light all over his body, rushed towards my lightning net regardless of everything.

The blue lightning quickly fell on him and knocked him away. Yuankong got up again and rushed over again.

Once, twice, three times...

When it hit for the fifth time, Yuankong finally broke through the lightning net and walked towards me.

After the lightning net was broken by Yuankong, it condensed again.

It was also seriously injured. After all, it was just like me, having endured three attacks from Laojun's Green Ox Horn by Liu Hao.

Yuankong's face was pale at this moment. He came to my side with a calm expression: "Brother Wu, leave the next thunder to me."

"Yuankong...you can't bear it...don't be stupid..." As I spoke, blood kept gushing out of my mouth.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will? Angkor... If I die, you should be happy for me, because I will reincarnate again, for the ninth time. If we are destined, you will find me again, and we can continue to be brothers..."

Yuankong said, turning to look at the eight-tailed fox: "You should go back. This kind of thunder is more powerful than before. If it happens again, you will be killed..."

As he spoke, Yuankong grabbed the void in the direction of the eight-tailed fox, and the eight-tailed fox immediately turned into a white light and floated beside Yuankong.

Next, he waved his hand, and the eight-tailed fox returned to my body.

The moment all this was completed, the sound of thunder above the head rang out again. The sixth heavenly thunder directly turned into a dazzling white light, and fell directly with the momentum of destroying the world.

Yuankong looked up, ready to die. He pointed to the sky with one hand and to the ground with the other.

Behind him, a huge figure of Buddha quickly emerged, with a majestic aura that controlled the heavens and the earth.

I opened my eyes wide, not daring to look, but couldn't help but look.

In just a moment, the thunder from the sky fell mercilessly on Yuankong.

The huge Buddha shadow behind him dissipated in an instant and disappeared into thin air.

After Yuankong was struck by the thunder, he was blown away.

His body fell on the lightning net and then bounced back.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his monk robe was torn and stained with blood.

Yuankong, who was lying on the ground, took a long time to get up.

He turned his head away, no longer looking at me, but looking up at the sky.

He couldn't bear to see my miserable appearance, nor did he want to make me feel sad.

I know that besides Kasan, Yuankong will also be the one who wants to die before me.

After being struck by four heavenly thunders, my body could no longer move, as if I had completely lost consciousness.

"Yuankong...Yuankong..." I kept murmuring...I don't want to lose any of them.

Last time it was Uncle Huzi who helped me block it, but this time I didn’t expect it to be Yuankong…

If someone else blocked it for me, the thunder would be even more devastating and the fight would not stop until one was dead. Uncle Huzi almost died last time.

Yuankong ignored me and just stood there, waiting for the next thunder to strike.

The wind blew, and the tattered monk's robe fluttered in the wind. The golden light on his body had become very dim.

The seventh heavenly thunder was rapidly gathering, and the sound of thunder rose and fell, as if God was roaring.

This evil God, why is he so cruel to me? My life was hanging by a thread after being struck by lightning, and yet he still made me watch my brother suffer for me.

In the huge pool of thunder above his head, a huge beam of lightning quickly condensed again.

At this time, Yuankong suddenly took off the rosary hanging around his neck and threw it towards the lightning.

Those rosary beads flew up, each one becoming countless times larger, blocking Yuankong's way.

The thunder came suddenly, and my heart felt like it was burning.

I closed my eyes and dared not look anymore.

Accompanied by a loud roar, my body flew into the air, hit the lightning net, and then fell heavily to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Yuankong lying on the ground. His monk robe was stained with blood and his Buddhist beads were scattered all over the ground, emitting black smoke.

This seventh heavenly thunder is even more ferocious.

I lay on the ground and crawled towards Yuankong with difficulty, calling Yuankong's name as I crawled.

After a while, Yuankong moved his body, raised his head and looked towards me.

At this time, Yuankong was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and blood was oozing from his eyes.

I still have the Yasakani no Magatama and that elixir to protect me, but Yuankong has nothing. He will only be worse off than me.

"Yuankong, stop blocking me, you will die..." I burst into tears.

"Angkor... there are still two more thunderbolts... you can survive, you must live well..."

Yuankong said this, and struggled to get up from the ground again. He gathered the remaining energy and took two steps forward with difficulty.

After taking two steps, Yuankong staggered and fell to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood again.

The Yasakani no Magatama is lying next to me, but I no longer have the ability to activate it.

I could only shed tears in despair and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Master... Master... where are you? I know you are there, I beg you, please save Yuankong, Yuankong cannot die."

My master was there every time he overcame a tribulation. I knew he would be there this time too. Perhaps he was hiding in some corner that I couldn’t see, watching everything that was happening.

But he can't do anything. I don't want him to save me, but it would be fine if he could save Yuankong.

But there was no response, and nothing could be heard except the roar of thunder.

The eighth thunder had quickly condensed, and Yuankong no longer had the strength to stand there. He sat cross-legged on the ground again, clasped his hands together, and recited scriptures with difficulty. I couldn't hear what he was reciting, but I was just thinking that Yuankong might really die from this eighth thunder.

"Boom boom" there was another earth-shaking roar.

The eighth heavenly thunder has condensed, and a layer of Buddha's light appears on Yuankong's body again, but it is very dim.

I don't dare to look, and I don't want to look.

Accompanied by a huge roar, the eighth heavenly thunder finally fell.

For a moment, the mud flew everywhere and almost buried me.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Yuankong lying next to me.

His body was covered with wounds and bleeding everywhere, but at this moment, he had closed his eyes.

I cried and called Yuankong's name, but he never responded.

"Yuankong, Yuankong... wake up... don't scare me..." I stretched out my hand with difficulty and grabbed Yuankong's arm. His body was very hot and my hand was full of blood...