In the wasteland not far from the Shingon Sect, Qin Ze and the dark blue humanoid creature passed each other, and the sword of Qi flashed away in the dark night.
The chests of both sides split open, flesh and blood separated, and warm blood gushed out like a spring.
Qin Ze calmly took out two blood medicines, inserted them into his neck, and injected them. However, the wound on the Qingshi clone could not heal itself, and the pale white sword energy continued to burn the wound, making it more injured.
The Juggernaut's self-healing ability has always been as troublesome as a plug-in, but here, it's just the opposite.
Thanks to the existence of blood medicine, although everyone was injured, they could be repaired as soon as possible, so there was no big problem. On the other hand, the young master was already scarred, with deep wounds on his chest, abdomen, legs, and back.
There are three Qi Swords, one can be avoided, but two can't be avoided. The beating was extremely frustrating.
Dan Chenzi can be bullied, but he is also sneaky. He controls the sword of intention to attack and rarely confronts it head-on.
The aura of this clone has dropped all the way from senior Yakuza to ordinary Yakuza.
"One lesson!" Li Xianyu was very excited. He endured the muscle soreness after using the God of War's Blessing for a long time, summoned two friends, and tried to kill the clone of the Qingshi quickly.
In this way, it lost two Ji Dao clones.
The goddess of victory has already put on her garter stockings and is lying on the bed waiting for my blessing.
At this time, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in the dark night in the distance, exploding like a firework, but it was silent. The golden light condensed into a giant Buddha with his hands clasped together and his eyebrows lowered.
Li Xianyu stared blankly at the giant Buddha on the horizon, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable, heart-piercing fear and sadness.
"The soul turns into a Buddha..." Dan Chenzi murmured, his face suddenly turned pale, and fear filled his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Li Peiyun said solemnly.
"The soul transforms into a Buddha, and when a senior monk dies, such a vision will occasionally occur." Dan Chenzi trembled all over and stammered: "The Buddha's head has passed away!"
The Qingshi clone said "Hey", turned around and ran away, no longer fighting.
When the Buddha's head falls, everything is completed.
If you continue to stay and fight, this clone will definitely not be saved. These rising stars are too powerful, with various talents, and they all possess the ultimate knowledge.
... ...
The moment the golden Buddha lit up, grandma stopped beating Dorgon violently. Her eyes widened, and the golden Buddha was reflected in her pupils.
"What's wrong!" Bing Zhazi, who was surrounded by flames, turned his head and asked.
She didn't know what happened, but it was neither a small thing nor a good thing to make the unparalleled warrior spirit lose consciousness and make her look sad.
"Buddha's head is dead." Grandma said softly.
When she said this, she recalled some distant memories. That year she robbed a bank, and Li Wuxiang was arrested by the Taoist and Buddhist Association. But because everyone knew that he was the successor of the Wushuang Fighting Spirit, no one dared to offend him. I threw this hot potato here and there, and finally threw it at Lianghua Temple.
Wushuang Fighting Spirit stormed up the mountain aggressively, wanting to see if this Buddhist leader dared to attack her descendant.
Unexpectedly, Li Wuxiang was so happy to stay at Lianghua Temple that he entertained people with pickled radish and pickled mustard. He didn't even think about her as his grandma.
That year, Fotou said: Your great-grandson is a good person. Don’t let him go by the way. He should stay in Lianghua Temple and become my disciple.
Buddha head is very tough.
Do you want to meet Buddha in advance? She was so threatening.
The poor monk's invincible golden body is not something that can be refined a hundred times. Buddha's head answered like this.
It was that year that the news that the Buddha's head was smashed to pieces by an unparalleled fighting spirit spread to the whole world.
"Hahaha... .."
A burst of wild laughter interrupted her flood of memories. Dorgon laughed so hard that his whole body trembled and he laughed heartily.
"The unparalleled fighting spirit, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace, Buddha Head has returned to the west, and it will be your turn soon. The competition between us has just begun."
After that, he fled in the opposite direction of the Shingon Sect.
Grandma looked at his back, then looked in the direction of the Shingon Sect. With a long roar, the ground collapsed, and she flew straight into the sky, heading towards the Shingon Sect.
"Kusanagi Sword..." Bing Zhazi's face changed slightly, and the fire exploded, turning into a phoenix surrounded by flames, fluttering its wings and flying away.
... ... .
Shingon sect.
"Boom boom boom..." Li Xianyu ran wildly on the steps, cracking the stone steps with every step. In less than five minutes, he ran from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Qin Ze and the others followed behind them and soon reached the top of the mountain. What they saw was the collapsed hall, the cracked bluestone platform, beams, tiles, masonry... It was like a demolition site, a mess.
Half of the cliff behind the main hall collapsed, just like the scene after a mudslide.
After a pause, Li Xianyu rushed towards the west. The three of them followed him immediately, fearing that he would be ambushed by the master.
After the war, a messy scene appeared in front of everyone. This was the Zen room where the monks rested. It was also reduced to ruins, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Under the dark and silent night, on the ruins of corpses and pieces of flesh, the Buddha's head lowered his eyebrows and clasped his hands together.
Li Xianyu, who was running wildly, suddenly froze, as if he had been struck by lightning.
He walked over step by step, not daring to walk too fast or too loud, for fear of disturbing the old monk. But when he got closer, he discovered that the Buddha's head was really a body that had lost its soul.
The old monk's skin was dark purple, exuding bursts of the stench of corroded flesh and blood.
Li Xianyu's pupils dilated for a moment, then shrank like needles.
Qin Ze, Danchen, Li Peiyun and the others felt as if they had been struck by lightning when they saw the scene in front of them.
The Buddha's head has fallen. Even when he saw the Buddha just now, he already knew it and prepared for the worst.
But this situation still made their chests seem to be blocked by something, making it difficult to breathe.
Who would have thought that the leader of contemporary Buddhism, the former top master in the blood world, would actually fall here.
"Violent!"
A sharp whistle echoed in the night sky, and a bright line of fire came quickly. It did not land directly, but circled in the air several times to detect the nearby situation. Then it dived and landed behind some ruins.
At the same time, a sound broke through the air, and grandma rushed over.
She ran towards her with strong strides, her pretty face was covered with frost, and her whole body exuded angry arrogance. When her eyes touched the lonely back of her great-grandson, all her anger dissipated.
"What's going on?" Grandma glared at Qin Ze.
"Look at the wound, it was caused by the Kusanagi sword." Qin Ze whispered, his face darkened and his eyes lost color.
The fall of Buddha's head had a great psychological impact on him, which was difficult for him to accept.
Grandma suddenly became furious, grabbed him by the collar, and glared at him fiercely for a moment. She seemed to feel that it was pointless to be angry with him. She was like a deflated rubber ball.
"There are no signs of fighting nearby, there is no Kusanagi sword, and I didn't see any traces of Richardson or Pojun's clones." Bingzhazi walked out from behind the wall, simply putting on a pleated long skirt.
The combat uniform is of no use to her. As long as she shows the power of fire, she can turn herself into a flaming lava man or a bird.
But afterwards, if you want to recover your ginseng, you have to find a place to change clothes.
Qin Ze was stunned for a moment, and then his face gradually turned ferocious. The veins on his forehead were bulging one by one, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes.
Grandma noticed that her great-grandson's shoulders were shaking.
She glanced at everyone, moved away from Dan Chenzi and Li Peiyun who were thoughtful, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"Richardson betrayed us, betrayed Buddha Head, and stole the Kusanagi Sword." Qin Ze slowly exhaled.
This conclusion can be easily reached by observing the surrounding environment.
Buddha Head is dead and Kusanagi Sword is gone. If Baker Richardson is not a traitor, he will definitely continue to fight with Qingshi. Even if he escapes, he will leave traces in the chase, but there is no such thing.
Moreover, everyone here is a master, Buddha head teamed up with Baker Richardson, and Kusanagi sword, the Ao Shi clone has no chance of winning. But now Buddha Head is dead, and Kusanagi Sword and Baker Richardson are missing.
It's enough to explain the problem.
Li Peiyun clenched his fists: "Damn it!"
Dan Chenzi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and his cheek muscles kept twitching, as if he was trying his best to endure.
"He actually formed an alliance with the ancient demon, he actually dared to kill the Buddha's head..." Grandma gritted her teeth: "I want to go to the United States, and I want to destroy the Super Power Association."
"You go and have a look around, I have something to say to him." Bingzhaozi suddenly spoke.
Qin Ze and others glanced at Li Xianyu, who was still silent and standing in front of the Buddha's head with his head lowered, and left silently.
Grandma didn't move.
Bingzhaozi didn't care and said, "Do you want to go back?"
Li Xianyu raised his head, with a pale face and bloodshot pupils. He said nothing, but the determination in his eyes was the best answer.
"You understand, it is too dangerous to do that. You have gone back in time, and the Wushuang Fighting Spirit and you have lost their fighting power. Just relying on me, Qin Ze, Fotou, and two half-step Ji Dao who cannot form an formation, will we Are they their opponents?"
Li Xianyu looked at her: "Kill Baker Richardson first, the Kusanagi sword is still ours."
"The first time you went back in time, you went back about 40 minutes. The second time you went back an hour. How long can you go back this time? Unless you can go back five hours, to before Baker Richardson left the Shanghai stock market."
"If not, the best result is to go back to before the encounter, but in that case, you will have no choice but to run when faced with Po Jun's clone who is blocking your way. Dorgon, Po Jun and even Baker Richardson already know about you Going back in time, you were exposed as soon as you ran away. How did you inform Fotou? With the Pojun clones chasing him, he came to the Shingon Sect to report that Baker Richardson was a traitor to Fotou?"
"Let's not talk about whether you can escape the pursuit of Po Jun's clone if you are completely disabled. Even if you manage to get here, you will only be buried with everyone. At that time, Fotou will not be the only one to die."
"Think about it. After Baker Richardson finished the meeting, he immediately left Baoze by helicopter. He left in such a hurry to prevent you from going back in time. They deliberately lengthened the time and perfectly targeted your time. Backtracking. Although I don’t know how they figured out the ability to go back in time so clearly, the fact is the fact.”
Li Xianyu's face became increasingly pale, and the little sparkle in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Every word Bingzhaozi said was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
Li Xianyu didn't think that Dorgon and Po Jun had figured out the cost and rules of time retrieval, but it had to be said that they were on the wrong track, and the timeline was too long. He might go back to the time he was with Qingshi directly. When the clones are fighting fiercely, everyone will die, not to mention that Buddha's head cannot be saved.
"Sister, what should I do, what should I do..." He looked at her with a puppy-like look, his eyes moist.
"I didn't expect this. I was the one who dragged the Buddha into the water. I was the one who harmed him."
"It's not your fault. Even without you, the Buddha's head would come down the mountain." Grandma shook her head.
"No one can settle everything, that's a god." Bingzhazi rubbed his head roughly, "But you have a power comparable to that of a god in your body. You have the chance to change everything and save the Buddha's head. Your life is nothing. As long as you wait until the fruit is ripe and keep it, don’t let it fall into other people’s hands.”
"Just wait until the fruit matures?" Li Xianyu's expression was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
Bingzhaozi looked at him deeply: "Yes, you will know everything by then."
PS: I recommend this book, "Super God Enlightenment".
The one with the dead Buddha head is gone? 404? Damn it, is this the legendary justice coming from heaven? I carefully read it several times, and there was nothing illegal at all. Why should you swallow my chapter? Fucking review system. That's enough. I want to finish it right away and don't want to write anymore. It's a shit-like online environment.
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