It is the use of the magic weapon.

For such a precious treasure, it is already a miracle that Shachen can shoot it once, there is definitely no second arrow.

It is only natural that the Yellow-browed Buddha subdued the dust.

Moreover, the vast majority of ordinary immortals and Buddhas believe that since the Yellow-browed Buddha is called a Buddha, his strength must be above that of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

The sand and dust can defeat Manjushri Bodhisattva, but it may not be able to defeat the Yellow-browed Buddha.

Even the Yellow-browed Buddha thought so, but he knew that he was still far behind Manjushri.

but.

The Sand Dust Sun-Shooting Arrow must be gone, otherwise why wouldn't the real body dare to show up?

Secondly, if Shachen still had the Sun-Shooting Arrow, why didn't he just shoot Manjusri to death and injure Samantabhadra as well?!

This means that Shachen has no more arrows.

It was natural for him to come in a swagger and take the dust, which was understandable.

The Yellow-browed Monster had secretly seized the magic weapon, the Golden Cymbal, which later trapped one of Sun Wukong's feet and almost made him crippled. It was his trump card.

Once Shachen's true form appears, he will immediately use his magic weapon to trap Shachen, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Then he used a golden rope to smash Shachen's head, and then packed Shachen in a human bag and took him to Maitreya Buddha.

So, perfect.

The Yellow-browed Monster felt that everything was going as he had planned and there would be absolutely no deviation.

Because his strength does not allow it.

The Yellow Eyebrow Monster looked at Shachen and snorted coldly, "I never need to explain anything I do to anyone. If you just show up in your true form now, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions. Otherwise, I'll beat you in and you won't even have the right to beg for mercy."

Shachen said, "So you intend to kill without teaching."

The Yellow-browed Monster shouted, "I'm holding you captive, and I need an explanation? If you must give me a reason, you killed four of my Buddha's Arhats and injured Manjusri Bodhisattva, who hasn't recovered yet. Is that a sufficient excuse?"

Sha Chen chuckled, "It's the so-called cycle of karma, retribution will come. They all attacked me, even wanted to kill me, so isn't it natural for me to kill or injure them?"

"They don't bother me, but you, a mere weasel, are jumping around so much."

The Yellow-browed Monster felt insulted and shouted, "Shachen, you are truly despicable. You actually dare to look down on me. Well, I will show you how powerful I am."

In a rage, he prepared to attack.

The many immortals and Buddhas who were watching looked at each other in horror, and retreated, not daring to get close.

The Yellow-browed Monster exudes a powerful aura of a Golden Immortal. The old Buddha is the old Buddha, and he deserves the title of being powerful.

He took action personally, in a rage, and with the help of magic weapons, Shachen would probably not be spared.

Far away in the Tongming Palace, Maitreya Buddha, who was drinking tea and discussing Buddhism with the Jade Emperor, was also watching this battle.

He smiled slightly, very calm and composed.

The Jade Emperor had a deep expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Maitreya Buddha said, "Your Majesty, do you not think highly of this poor boy? Although he is a weasel who has achieved enlightenment, he is already a Daluo Jinxian, and he also has this seat's magic weapon. Even if he cannot completely defeat Shachen, he will at least make him suffer."

The Jade Emperor smiled, with Wang Lingguan and Li Changgeng standing beside him.

He smiled and said, "Of course I believe that those who follow the Buddha's teachings are truly capable."

Having said that, his words and eyes showed that he did not think highly of the Yellow-browed Old Monster.

Maitreya Buddha also saw it and was unhappy.

The Jade Emperor looked down on him, which was like a slap in his face.

but.

He was planning to join forces with the Jade Emperor. If he could win over the Jade Emperor, he would have even greater say in Buddhism.

Therefore, he would not fall out with the Jade Emperor over such a trivial matter.

He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I think you still don't trust me enough. Why don't you wait and see? Perhaps within a hundred moves, Shachen will be defeated by me."

The Jade Emperor smiled and said nothing.

Wang Lingguan and Li Changgeng also smiled without saying anything. They had both come into contact with sand and dust many times.

Knowing very well how powerful Shachen was, it was impossible for the Yellow-browed Buddha to defeat Shachen in just a hundred moves.

He might not even be able to fight with Shachen, and Shachen might not accept the attack.

If they really fought head-on, they felt that no matter how powerful the Yellow-browed Buddha was, he would at most be tied with Shachen.

After all, it is said that Shachen has entered the middle level of Daluo Jinxian. It is already remarkable that the Yellow-browed Old Buddha can fight him to a draw with the help of magic weapons.

Everyone looked again.

But they saw that the Yellow-browed Monster took action and led his eight hundred Arhats to attack the Quicksand River.

The golden rope in his hand smashed forward, shaking the earth and causing shocking noises.

The force was so powerful that it seemed as if it could really smash the gate of the Liusha River.

but.

He doesn't have to smash it.

The gate of the Liusha River was wide open, and a huge hand covering the sky and the sun stretched out from it, like a huge handprint from the sky reaching out from the gate of hell.

His hands were filled with the aura of the ancient times, as powerful as the visions of insects, fish, birds and beasts, with each muscle clearly defined, like a real dragon or phoenix clinging to a skeleton.

The Great Handprint of Heaven smashed the golden rope into scrap metal, and collapsed seventeen or eighteen mountains, causing the light to dim.

then.

The big handprint continued to strike forward, and the eight hundred Arhats were beaten into powder and flesh, with evil spirits rising to the sky. They were all transformed from monsters.

He grabbed him again and caught the old monster with yellow eyebrows who was trying to escape in his hands.