Chapter 1159

"It's not me..."

The evil ghost in the void looked down at the heart pierced by Lanxiao's left hand and said.

"I know it's not you."

Yuanxiao nodded and said, "But I like your core. The core of the main god-level void ghost is a very rare material. I didn't plan to do it, but looking at the surrounding formations, you're dead, so your core is cheaper and they are not as cheap as me."

"demon……"

The evil ghost in the void said tremblingly.

"Soul-sucking..."

Yuanxiao opened his mouth and sucked, and a space black hole enveloped the evil ghost in the void. He ate the evil ghost in the void with the help of the soul-sucking talent of the royal ghost. As for the core in his hand, he crushed it with one hand and integrated it into the palm of his left hand with the help of the great treasure refining magic.

"I am merciful, and the donor is very cruel."

The golden Buddha light was blessed in the golden light cage with the old Buddha sound.

"It's better to die in my hands than to be saved by you."

Yuanxiao looked back at the cage.

There are five long-browed old monks, each of whom is a simple ascetic monk, without exception, and they are the main gods. Five Buddha kingdoms can be seen behind the five people. Countless people in the Buddha kingdom are chanting scriptures and blessings of the Buddha seals at this time, and the golden light cage is constantly strengthening.

"Do you know who I am?"

Yuanxiao rubbed Nunu's head and comforted Nunu and said calmly.

"I don't know which one of the four elders of the Ghost Clan you are."

The old monk said indifferently, "If you are willing to take refuge in my Buddha, you will definitely become my Buddhist guardian, and the status of the old monk is still above the old monk. If you are stubborn and do not transform us, you can only force us to eliminate harm to the world."

"The Lord God can be called Buddha, why are you still monks?"

Lantern Festival asked back.

"If you don't enter gold, you are all fake Buddhas."

The old monk with long eyebrows said indifferently.

"Who are you following fifty Buddhas?"

Lantern Festival asked again.

"Square-inch Buddha."

The old monk with long eyebrows was right in front of him.

"It turned out to be him..."

Yuanxiao sneered, "I can let one of you five go back, so the remaining four of you stay here. The one who goes back remembers to say to Fangcun Buddha, and said that I like his Fangcun Mountain, sooner or later, I will go to his Buddha's kingdom to take it away."

“The donor is merciful.”

The old monk with long eyebrows nodded at one of them.

In just a blink of an eye, this person had already disappeared without a trace on the golden lotus.

"What's going on?"

Nunu asked curiously as he pulled the corner of Lanxiao's clothes.

“It’s very simple.”

Yuanxiao smiled and said, "The cage around us is the main artifact with the law of conservation. At first, they were confident that they wanted to save me, but the five of them joined forces with me but Feng Qingyundan was even protected by me without any damage. They instantly knew that the information was wrong and kicked to the iron plate."

"It turns out that these old monks are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong."

Nunu stared at him and said in disdain.

"The strong prey on the weak. If I am the weak at this time, we will be transformed into Buddhist puppets."

Yuanxiao nodded and said, "But now the one who is strong is me, and their life and death are controlled by me. I need you to become the queen of Asura of the Abyss to bring me the power of the blood river of the abyss, so I want you to engrave the four words "The Eat of the Strongest Salary to the Bones."

Before Nunu could reply, the Lantern Festival had turned into a shadow and disappeared.

The main artifact-level prisoner Buddha weapon cannot block the free origin of the divine wind, so just thoughts have come to the back of a long-eyed old monk and appeared in the shadow. He pinched the void with his left hand and crushed the space around the long-eyed old monk and tied it in his palm and slammed it.

With a glaring eyes, the Death Demon Eye Pupil Technique looked at a long-browed old monk who turned his head.

Killing is the cause, death is the result. The fire of the death knives ignored the protective Buddha weapon and layers of Buddha light on the old monk Changmei burned over, and used the magical art of the death knives to use the fire of the death knives to explode the fire of the death knives, turning the old monk Changmei into a torch and died under the law of cause and effect.

Facing the third old monk who was rushing over, Yuanxiao popped up a waterline with his right hand.

The slender water line that was invisible to the naked eye was almost at its limit and slashed down from the head of the long-browed monk, both the Buddha's instruments and the Buddha's light were divided into two halves, while the blood in the long-browed monk's body had been drained by the blood line and the water line contracted to the fingertips of the Lantern Festival.

Three old monks with long eyebrows fell in the blink of an eyebrow.

The old monk who had only left for the long-browed monk closed his eyes and regretted deeply. He realized that they might have attracted a terrifying enemy to the Buddhist temple. Since there was no way out, he would use his life to get rid of a great enemy to the Buddhist temple.

A flash of eyebrows, and a Buddha lamp flashed in front of the old monk's forehead.

The lights burned and turned themselves into fuel in an instant. The originally faint lights shone through the sky at this moment. The fire flashed and rushed towards the Lantern Festival imprinted on his heart, completely ignoring the wizard robe transformed by the bloodline.

"What a Buddha's heart light..."

A trace of mockery flashed across the corner of Yuanxiao's mouth and sneered.

The old monk, who burns his life and the true spirit, burns his life and transforms it into this light. The light itself is harmless and even increases his understanding greatly. However, at the same time, as long as the Buddhists are nearby, he can feel that he is the mortal enemy of Buddhism.

In this way, the Buddhists of all races will do their best to strangle him.

But the old monk Changmei didn't know until his death that the reason he used the Buddha's heart lamp was entirely because his destiny was silently controlled in the real realm, and endured this Buddha's heart lamp was the purpose of his stepping into the trap this time.

"The four main gods died like this?"

Nunu said in a trembling voice.

"The Lord God, they are not yet."

Yuanxiao shook his head and said, "The real methods of the main god are much more powerful than theirs. There should be at least a few main gods. They just have the combat power of the main gods. If I read correctly, they are all saints of Fangcun Buddha."

"Saint, how is this possible?"

Nunu said in shock, how could the saints be so powerful in her inheritance memory?

"Yes! How is that possible?"

Lantern Festival frowned and said.

Saints are the living Holy Spirit, the most important wealth of a god. What they think and think are highly unified with the gods, and even because faith that is pure to the limit will sublimate their souls to a terrifying level.

But the saints themselves also have weaknesses, that is, they can only borrow part of the power of the gods.

The power borrowed is naturally limited, and the power of the saints will never be as powerful as the divine power. However, five saints of the main god level appeared in front of him, which gave him a very bad feeling. What kind of power has the Buddhists secretly mastered in recent years?

It is similar to a soldier, but it is obviously different from a soldier.

In the golden universe, Buddhism is not a particularly powerful force, because as long as the practitioner is a god, almost rarely believes in their own way. This also led to only fifty gold in Buddhism in the three thousand reincarnation eras.

But now it seems that Buddhism is far from as simple as imagined.

If the Buddhist students can change like this, no matter how they think, it seems that only that person can do it. If that person is really not dead and still alive, the Buddhists today may be many times more dangerous than he expected.

PS: Thank you for the temptation of ngj, An Shenxian, lost love, dawn, youthful days pass by, the reward of the evil shadow and lonely wind. (To be continued.)8
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