Zhu Yuan took action, and his strength was stronger than that of the young monk. He stepped on the sea of ​​bitterness, with a spear in his hand, and a gun was used to stir up the Black Sea, and cracks appeared in the void, and he could no longer be trapped here.

He Fan looked silently. The Black Sea was just a illusion, not a real space. Now the power of the relics was almost exhausted. Once they were exhausted, he had to leave here.

Zhu Yuan, Lao Huang and others, plus a few monks, took action and the imprisoned Black Sea broke and flowed again, but they did not sink.

"This true Buddha phantom has no power!"

Chen Shan stepped on the waves of suffering and did not sink, but his heart was sinking. Now he found that it was useless. He could not resist the two sides joined forces, and none of the black-robed men around him was better than him.

boom

Zhu Yuan smashed his gun and bombarded with a huge evolutionary force. Chen Yuan vomited blood and flew backwards. The other members of the law enforcement team also selected their opponents, and Chu Xin was among them. With his Nirvana Level 4 strength, he easily won one person.

"Damn old bald donkey!" Chen Shan roared, and a ball appeared in his hand, with an inexplicable luster.

"Evolutionary Weapon!" Old Huang's face changed drastically, and his figure suddenly retreated. The young monk did not dare to step forward and stopped.

"Uncle." Lin Yang, who should have been hoarse, suddenly spoke out, shouted in panic, and staggered on the small boat.

"Xiao Yang." Chen Shan suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Yang.

"Die!" Zhu Yuan shouted coldly, his spear was like a dragon, and a trace of aurora shone through the void, bursting out endless spear light.

"Since you're going to die, let's die together!" Chen Shan's face was ferocious, and he suddenly squeezed the ball in his hand. A powerful force swept across all directions. His body instantly returned to the boat and grabbed Lin Yang: "Let's go."

Boom

The violent force swept across. When Chen Shan and the others were about to leave, a figure appeared and the spear blocked the road ahead. A crystal ball appeared in Zhu Yuan's hand, turning into a barrier to block the violent force: "Where else can you go?"

"You..." Chen Shan looked at the crystal ball, looked at Lao Huang and others again, and was also protected by the crystal ball, and his face was ashamed.

"Before I came, I applied for a guardian weapon." Zhu Yuan sneered: "If you only have one, then you should hate it now!"

"If that man hadn't led the Golden Pear and consumed our strongest means, you would all die today!" Chen Shan thought of the man in black, and his heart was full of hatred, and everything was destroyed in that guy's hands!

I made such a great contribution? He Fan was a little surprised. Afterwards, he asked Lao Huang to talk about it and gave him hundreds or tens of millions of ideas.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The young monk pronounced the Buddha's name, and the purple gold bowl soared into the sky, and countless Buddha lights emanated. The other monks also released their own evolutionary power, blessed the purple gold bowl and stabilized the illusion of the sea of ​​suffering.

With the blessing of Buddha's light, the broken sea of ​​suffering was quickly restored and improved, and Chen Shan and others had no hope of escaping.

"Catch it!" Old Huang shouted coldly, and the members of the law enforcement team took action quickly.

Zhu Yuan smashed his gun and Chen Shan vomited blood again. He was no match for him and had to protect Lin Yang at this moment and was completely crushed.

After a few shots fell, Chen Shan was covered in blood and fell in front of Lin Yang, without any resistance.

"It's over." He Fan sighed lightly, and he also understood Zhu Yuan's strength. Even if he exploded his genetic method, he could not beat this guy.

"Namo Amitabha." The real Buddha's phantom proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the passage opened: "For thousands of years, the old monk is about to be completely extinguished. Donors, enter the holy forest."

"Thank you." Zhu Yuan tied Chen Shan, bowed, and stepped into the passage with Chen Shan and Lin Yang.

The people from the law enforcement team left one after another, but the monks did not rush to leave. He Fan glanced at the relics, and still had some strength, thinking about why he would leave now?

"I dare to ask the true Buddha why they should leave behind star primordials, medicinal materials, ores to leave?" As soon as the law enforcement team left, the young monk took the purple gold bowl and asked respectfully.

"Amitabha Buddha, there are thousands of worlds in the world, and they are all confused by matter, pursuing fame and fortune. People in the world only know incense and money, which is not a kind of letting go." The real Buddha's phantom said plainly: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"The true Buddha is merciful." The Buddhist monk moved.

"Amitabha, the old monk is willing to contribute his last bit of strength to give the last guidance for the world, and bring matter into the land of nirvana." The true Buddha's phantom said with compassion.

"A true Buddha and great virtue." The young monk looked admiring. He asked for money for incense and money to teach people to let go. Why didn't I think about it before?

"I dare to ask the True Buddha, what happened at the beginning, why did the Holy Forest be destroyed?" the young monk asked again.

"Amitabha, this matter involves ancient secrets. It's a long story. The old monk is about to die. There is no time to answer it. Your purple gold bowl is thrown into the sea of ​​suffering and can collect the original legacy and the true teachings of the Holy Forest." He Fan urged the last power of the relics and exploded with all his strength. The treasure appearance is solemn, and the Buddha's light is three thousand ways to illuminate the sea of ​​suffering.

"Purple gold bowl?" The monk looked at his purple gold bowl, then looked at the true Buddha who suddenly burst out. His face was sad and without hesitation, he directly threw the purple gold bowl into the sea of ​​suffering: "Congratulations to the true Buddha and attaining the Pure Land."

"Congratulations to the True Buddha and attaining Pure Land." The other monks also looked sad. Although they were congratulating, they were not happy at all.

How could he throw it away? He Fan just said casually that he could achieve success, but not defeat him. He didn't expect that the young monk was so decisive.

"Amitabha, the old monk has disappeared. You have diligently practiced Buddhism and realized the Tathagata early." The golden light in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the shadow of the true Buddha disappeared, and the six pure bamboos disappeared at the same time.

Monks: "…"

Are you so silent that you are a little short of it? You will be gone if you say nothing? Why haven’t my purple gold bowl come back yet?

The phantom of the true Buddha disappeared, and the illusion of the sea of ​​suffering also disappeared. The monks widened their eyes and the purple gold bowl was gone? The star elements, medicinal materials, ores and so on were gone. What was going on?

"Let go, this is let go, the true Buddha is helping us practice." A monk suddenly realized and said.

Let go? Let go of your uncle, my purple gold bowl is gone, what about to be the one who promised to take away the remaining ones? Can this be let go? The young monk was confused.

What about the young monks? He Fan was too lazy to care about it. With the help of the last slightest power of the relics, he successfully entered the ruins of the Holy Forest, a ruin, with only a few broken buildings remaining.

In front of the ancient and dilapidated Main Hall, one person is independent.

"Mainhara Palace." He Fan looked at the plaque and made an appointment with them before to meet here. He didn't know if they had come or not.

As for the Sutra Library, He Fan did not plan to find the rest of the place. He sent Liu Qingyuan and the others in first, and he had already taken the lead. If this was not beneficial, it would be useless if he went there now.

Now that the evolutionists have come, it is difficult to find treasures again. It is better to see their harvest. Moreover, he has gained a lot of benefits. He has all the ones thrown into the sea of ​​suffering, including the purple gold pot he has always wanted.

When you step into the Main Hall, dust filled the Buddha statues and collapsed. This place is no longer the grand occasion, and even the hall is decayed and may completely collapse at any time.

"I'm so tired. I don't know if He Fan is here." Two figures stepped into the main hall and sat in front of the Buddha statue with no image, panting: "A group of madmen, all of them ran to the Sutra Pavilion, can't they line up, each copy a copy?"

"You are here." He Fan jumped off the beam of the room and sensed that someone was coming. He hid first. He saw that it was Liu Qingyuan and Qin Wei, so he jumped down.
Chapter completed!