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Hearing Xuan Zang's words, Sun Wukong nodded his head and said lightly: "Since I, Old Sun, want to find a place to roast the bear's paw, then I'll just borrow Guanyin Buddhist Temple for the fire."

With that, Sun Wukong rose into the air, his eyes shooting out golden light. In his line of sight, the bodies of the monks had a thick layer of blood-red