"Hahaha, my good brothers! Having you in this life is enough." Old Sun was delighted to see Old Pig and the Little White Dragon of years past come out and immediately help him face his enemies.
Suddenly, he raised his cudgel and brought it down-not on Tathagata, but on the Great Thunderclap Monastery.
Tathagata moved as swiftly as lightning, trying to stop Old Sun. Wenlong had already struck first, sending a bolt of Six-Colored Heavenly Tribulation Thunder at Tathagata at an even greater speed.
Seeing the formidable force of the tribulation thunder bearing down on him, Tathagata dared not be careless. He hurriedly blocked the attack first, but was still driven back dozens of steps, breaking into a cold sweat.
The Golden Cudgel struck the Great Thunderclap Monastery. Rubble flew, and buildings collapsed one after another. Cries of anguish filled the air inside, with countless people killed or injured.
"Amitabha." The invocation was helpless and sorrowful. The Tang Monk lowered his head in despair and silently departed.
The Golden Cudgel did not pause. Old Sun reversed it and swept it upward, going straight for Tathagata. Two burly monks flashed out from behind Tathagata, both moving to engage Old Sun.
Wenlong immediately darted forward as well, attacking one of the burly monks. At that moment, a Fire-Tipped Spear thrust toward the other.
"Hehe, here I come!" The owner of the Fire-Tipped Spear was none other than Nezha, who launched a fierce assault the moment he arrived.
He had finally found an opponent, and a little excitement stirred in his heart. His strength had increased so much that he needed somewhere to put it to use.
Old Sun's Golden Cudgel attacked relentlessly, leaving Tathagata no room to catch his breath. He had never imagined that Old Sun's strength now firmly surpassed his