Sun Fan only felt a sound of the chant, and the Sang of Sanskrit sounded in his ears.

"Three realms...Four continents...Nothing to seek...no hope..."

"The long night...now...right and wrong...black and white...reversed..."

"Namo...Ah Ye...Puji Emperor...Shuohuaiya..."

The sound was like a demon howling, and a Buddha whispering.

The voice of the demon seemed to come from the clone of the great saint... and the Buddha's words and sings of Sanskrit, but it was like a strange monk...

"Brother Monkey...what is he singing?"

"This Sanskrit sound is the curse of tight hoop!"

Sun Fan's blessing came to his heart and opened his mouth and recited: "Namo...Ah Ye...Puji Emperor...Shuohuaiya..."

"roar!!"

The black bear spirit pounced on him again.

The golden hoop on his head lit up and suddenly tightened.

"Ah--" The demon suddenly fell to the ground, holding his head and rolling in pain.

"What a tight curse!"

Sun Fan was very happy and thought more and more happily.

"Roar!!! Stop... Stop..." The black bear spirit wailed in pain, and even stumbled and shouted a few times begging for mercy.

However.

Sun Fan just died once, how could he be merciful?

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one

“Ahhhh——”

The black bear roared wildly with its head in its arms, as if it was suffering endless pain.

The golden hoop on its forehead shrinks and tightens.

Later, under the constraints of the golden hoop, the head gradually deformed, like a long gourd.

"I miss you to death! I miss you to death! I miss you to death!"

Sun Fan felt secretly happy, and the faster he recited, the louder he recited.

"Stop thinking, stop thinking... Great Sage, please, please... stop thinking!" The black bear spirit was tilted, as if he was confused, and he kept kowtowing to Sun Fan and begging for mercy.

Like a plague monkey, it also recognized him as a certain 'monkey'.

Suddenly.

The demon limped all over and fell to the ground as if he fainted.

Sun Fan was unmoved and kept spelling in his mouth.

Still chanting! Still chanting!

Still thinking about it!

"Ahhh, I told you to stop thinking! You smelly monkey!" The black bear spirit suddenly pounced on him and rushed towards Sun Fan like crazy.

However.

But my body spasmed in mid-air, fell to the ground uncontrollably, struggling in pain.

‘Bang’’ ‘Bang’’’ ‘Bang’’

The black bear spirit struggled to get up, kneeled on the ground, and kept kowtowing:
Chapter completed!