Tyrant's figure appeared in the void and slowly descended. He casually waved his palm and Buddhist Aura leisurely dissipated Reverend Ah Nan's attack. At this moment, everyone's expressions turned grave as they looked at Tyrant from afar. This fellow has finally recovered his strength.
"Such a terrifying aura. Although his strength is still at the Half-step Divine Emperor level, I feel that this fella is several times stronger than before."
"That's right. His strength hasn't changed much, but his realm and aura are completely different from before. There's even a kind of … awe-inspiring righteousness!"
"Could it be that the Sarira has been completely devoured by him?"
"From the looks of it, it seems so …"
"Damn fella, the Sarira has been devoured in the end!"
Everyone was incomparably shocked, but they were even more furious. That was because the Sarira that they had been longing for had really been devoured by the Tyrant Monk. Otherwise, how could he have completely recovered his strength in such a short period of time? Moreover, how could he have made such a huge leap in his realm? The current Tyrant was like a completely different person compared to the one he had been in the past.
"I knew it. My brother won't fall so easily."
Jiang Chen said with a faint smile. The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of gratification. His wait and effort did not go to waste. Tyrant did not disappoint him. At this moment, it was time for him to dominate the world.
"You've suffered, brother."
Tyrant heavily placed his palm on Jiang Chen's shoulder. He knew that Jiang Chen had risked his life for this, and he could never bring shame to Jiang Chen. He had to teach these guys a good lesson, and he wanted to bury all of them here. Tyrant's palm was placed on Jiang Chen's shoulder heavily.
A towering anger erupted from Tyrant's body. This was not the anger that a Buddhist disciple should have. It soared to the sky as if it wanted to incinerate the world.
"This fella is really abnormal. It seems that we have to join forces again."
Wei Xiaolong said in a deep voice. At this moment, the power that Tyrant had revealed was not something that they could contend with alone.
"Yeah, it looks like we have to fight side by side again. Jiang Chen can't hold on anymore. This reincarnated Living Buddha is their last hope. After killing him, this trip to the Great Leiyin Temple's dreamland will come to an end. "
King Luo Bin said in a low voice. Jiang Chen's death was inevitable, but right now, the person they wanted to kill and the person they should deal with was Tyrant. Tyrant was the only person they could deal with.
Qingxuan was incomparably emotional. She wasn't afraid of death, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see Tyrant again. That would be the torture of her life. Even if she died, she wanted to die together with Tyrant.
"Even if the mountains have no edges and the heavens and earth merge, I will not dare to be separated from you!"
Qingxuan's heart was filled with hope, and as she watched Tyrant soar into the sky, her hope was reignited.
The corner of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up into a brilliant smile. He was not surprised that the Tyrant Monk would be able to stand up again. He, Jiang Chen, was not a coward.
"I didn't expect you to really devour the Sarira."
Reverend Jia Nan's face was extremely ugly. The Sarira was supposed to be his, but he didn't expect it to be devoured by Tyrant. How could he not be angry? Jiang Chen resisted with all his might and bought some time for Tyrant, which caused the Sarira to fall into the hands of an evil person. Reverend Jia Nan's anger started to surge. The Sarira was too precious, but it was ruined by this shameless person. Who wouldn't be angry? Everyone present felt that the Sarira had been devoured by Tyrant, which was a waste of God's gift.
Judging from Tyrant's strength, he must have benefited a lot. His aura was much stronger than before, and his realm had a qualitative leap. Although he still hadn't broken through to the Divine Emperor Realm, he was no longer the Tyrant Monk he used to be. This battle was bound to be very difficult.
"So what? The Sarira is a sacred object of Buddhism. Of course, it belongs to the virtuous. As a disciple of Buddhism, why can't I, Tyrant, have it? Hmph, is it the right way of the world for you to get all the good stuff? Is this what you think it should be? What a joke. Hahaha. "
Tyrant held the God Suppressing Monument in his hand and mounted on his horse. He looked at everyone with disdain, fearless and fearless. He was already prepared to fight with his life on the line. He was someone who had died many times, so why would he be afraid of death? Moreover, with Jiang Chen around, he was even less afraid. His life could be said to have been saved by Little Chenzi. He must hold on until the end. Even if he died, he would send Qing Xuan and Little Chenzi out of the Vulture Cave of the Great Snow Mountain, so that they could escape.
"Amitabha! You stubborn fella, how dare you be so full of yourself. You're really a scum of Buddhism. It's a waste of God's gift for the Sarira to fall into your hands. Today, I'm going to enforce justice on behalf of the heavens. What right do you have to be so arrogant here? "
Reverend Jia Nan said coldly. He put his palms together and had a confident and calm demeanor. It was as if he was the savior of the world. If he didn't subdue Tyrant, it would be against human nature.
"Why are you still wasting your breath on a reckless demon like him? Reverend Jia Nan, you must kill him as soon as possible to prevent future troubles."
Reverend Wu De's face was gloomy. As long as Tyrant and Jiang Chen didn't die, he would feel extremely uneasy. These two fellas had made him suffer countless times along the way. Now, he was the only one left. All the monasteries, with the exception of Kasyapa Temple, had been tormented by Jiang Chen and Tyrant. How could he feel at ease if he didn't kill them?
"That's right, Reverend Jia Nan. Now, you're the only ones who can deal with Tyrant and Jiang Chen. Don't hold back."
Reverend Wu Yin said sincerely. They were all looking forward to the death of Jiang Chen and Tyrant so that they could leave this place with peace of mind. Otherwise, if they left the Great Leiyin Temple's illusory realm with their tails between their legs, how would they be able to face the elders and even their brothers in the temple?
Tyrant's current strength had greatly increased. Reverend Jia Nan was also quite angry. However, he wasn't being lenient. The cause of all this was because Jiang Chen had delayed for seven days and seven nights. Only then did Tyrant had enough time to devour Tyrant. Both of them must die.
"Amitabha. We only hope that Reverend can help us take revenge. Release the souls of the dead Buddhist disciples from the afterlife and offer sacrifices to those innocent souls who died in vain."
Reverend Yuande said desolately. However, all of this depended on the people of Kasyapa Temple. They were all looking forward to seeing Jiang Chen and Tyrant die without a burial place.
"Indecisive and reckless. Since you've offended me, Tyrant, you can all wait to die. What bullsh * t Kasyapa Temple? In my eyes, it's just a pile of trash."
Tyrant bellowed angrily. Those who were skilled were bold. After his strength had increased, he became even more confident. He took the initiative to attack, not giving Reverend Jia Nan and Reverend Ah Nan a chance to attack. The one who made the first move had the upper hand. This was a principle that everyone understood, and Tyrant was no exception. He had to show off his strength to these two fellows!
"Attack and kill this bastard. This time, I'll see who can save you!"
Reverend Jia Nan said coldly. He quickly faced the enemy. However, Tyrant's attack was incomparably powerful. This fellow's morale was like a rainbow, so Reverend Jia Nan didn't dare to underestimate him.
"What a terrifying aura. This Buddhist aura is actually so pure!"
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