When Xiao Bing and Xu Mu walked out of the forest, everyone could feel how sad Xiao Bing was at this time. Xiao Bing had just killed Han Huabin, who was already in a miserable state. Then he buried Han Huabin's body directly in the forest. Only then did he walk out with Xu Mu.
When he saw that the people outside were also in a bad mood, Xiao Bing's eyes first fell on Master Zhi Chan, who had already passed away. Then he asked in surprise, "What happened to Master Zhi Chan?"
Abbot Zhi Ming said with some sadness, "Amitabha. Junior Brother Zhi Chan has passed away."
Xiao Bing frowned slightly and sighed softly. He chanted Amitabha and then looked around again. Finally, his pupils contracted and he asked, "Where is Black Dragon?"
Drunk Top was about to speak, but Liu Zhen stopped Black Dragon and said, "Let me say it."
Then Liu Zhen told him what had just happened. When he heard that Black Dragon's arms were broken and he was taken to the mountain as a hostage, Xiao Bing's face became very ugly. He said in a low voice, "Let's go. I'm going to bring Black Dragon back!"
Abbot Zhi Ming asked, "Donor Xiao, has the formation of this forest been removed?"
"It has been removed. Let's talk as we walk."
Along the way, Xiao Bing briefly told them what had happened in the forest. When they heard what Mr. Buddha had done, all of them felt extremely indignant. At this time, all of them were united against a common enemy. Today, they must bring Mr. Buddha to justice no matter what.
This mountain was very high. It was the highest peak in this mountain range. It took them more than half an hour to climb from the foot of the mountain to the top. And this was because they were very fast. If it were an ordinary person, it would at least take a few hours or even a day to reach the top.
At this time, they finally reached the top of the mountain. All the eight Buddhist generals were not here. Only Mr. Buddha was here, and there was also Black Dragon lying at his feet.
Mr. Buddha sat on the mountain with his eyes closed. When he knew that Xiao Bing and the others had arrived, he slowly stood up. His robe fluttered in the wind. His eyes swept across the crowd and finally fell on Xiao Bing. He asked, "You saw him?"
Xiao Bing clenched his fists and asked, "Why did you do that to him?"
Mr. Buddha smiled and said, "This is the way he chose. I am just helping him."
Xiao Bing snapped, "If you didn't force him, would he do this?"
"I know … He just wants to see the day I fall. That's why he chose this ultimate formation." Mr. Buddha said calmly, "But I don't care what he thinks, because he is just a chess piece."
"Pawn, pawn!! You treat everyone as your chess piece. Do you think it's that interesting? Do you feel a sense of achievement? " Xiao Bing took a step forward, and his aura completely burst out. He roared loudly, "Do these things you do mean so much to you? Even if you don't have a wife and children, don't you have brothers and sisters? Even if you don't have brothers and sisters, don't you have parents? Did you jump out from a crack in a rock? Don't you know what feelings are? "
"Feelings …" Mr. Buddha looked at Xiao Bing with some pity. He sighed and said, "Only the weak will talk about the so-called feelings. Feelings will make people weak. Do you know why you are not as good as me? It's because you pay too much attention to feelings … Those are your fetters. If one day you cut off those fetters … "
Xiao Bing roared loudly, "Then what's the point of my life? Just like you, even if you become the strongest, so what? Even if you become the strongest human being, or even the strongest in the three realms, so what? There was no one to share your happiness with, no one to share your happiness with, no one to share your burdens with you, no one to share your burdens with you, no one was willing to tell you the truth, tell the truth, what was the point of living? Is this what you want?? "
Mr. Buddha looked at Xiao Bing and said sympathetically, "Xiao Bing, you don't understand what I want at all."
"I really don't understand. I only know that now I want to avenge those who died in your hands, I want to avenge Su Peiya, I want to avenge Lei Jiutian, I want to avenge Teacher Han Huabin, I want to avenge Abbot Zhi Chan, I want to avenge all those who died in your hands!"
Drunken Top roared, "Kill!"
Many masters rushed over together. Mr. Buddha laughed. Looking at this scene, he did not have the slightest fear. A terrible power was brewing in his body. He stretched out his hands, and with a loud bang, the surging power rushed directly to everyone. At this time, everyone staggered back. Only Xiao Bing rushed to the front of Mr. Buddha and punched Mr. Buddha's mask.
Xiao Bing's fist was clenched by Mr. Buddha. Then Xiao Bing felt as if he was riding on a cloud. His whole body was lifted high, and then fell heavily on the ground. Boom, like an earthquake, the ground trembled wildly. Then Mr. Buddha kicked Xiao Bing away. Xiao Bing did not know how far he flew. In the blink of an eye, there was only a black spot left, and he disappeared in front of everyone.
Hiss … Everyone gasped. How could the power of Mr. Buddha be so terrible?
Mr. Buddha retracted his hands and said calmly, "Did you see? This is the difference between the god and you mortals."
"The god is also a human. What's the use of saying that!" Xiao Bing's voice came again. Mr. Buddha's eyes were a little excited, but he saw that Xiao Bing flew back, and his injuries were recovering rapidly.
"You have such a terrifying recovery speed …" Mr. Buddha said lightly, "You deserve to be as famous as me in the Dark World."
Xiao Bing grinned and said, "Do you think you are so awesome that you can easily kill all of us?"
Mr. Buddha glanced at everyone and said, "It seems that it will take a little effort."
Xiao Bing laughed and said, "The god is nothing. I am now a false god, and it is not completely impossible for me to fight with a higher level!"
As he spoke, Xiao Bing's eyes changed color. One of his eyes was blood-red, while the other was golden. At the same time, the power of his bloodline was completely stimulated. His whole body was shrouded in blood-red light, and there was even a flame burning outside the blood-red light.
Mr. Buddha said, "If I am not wrong, those flames should be the power of the monster clan. You have absorbed the inner elixir of the gifted monster, so now you also have this power."
"You are right."
"Human Clan, Monster Clan, Divine Clan, Devil Clan, hehe, it seems that all the powers in the world have been gathered by you." Mr. Buddha exhaled and said, "Then I will let you see mine."
As he spoke, the power of Mr. Buddha suddenly became stronger. One of his eyes was blood red, and the other was golden. The surface of his body was surrounded by the power of gold and blood red, and at the same time, there was a strange and terrible dark green Demon Aura.
Xiao Bing frowned and said, "You have also gathered the power of the Human Clan, Monster Clan, Divine Clan, and Devil Clan?"
"Yes." Mr. Buddha said, "So you have no advantage in front of me."
"How will you know if you don't try!" Xiao Bing was about to rush up when he heard the Pope say behind him, "Xiao Bing, wait a minute, look at mine!"
Xiao Bing stopped and looked back at the Pope, only to see that the Pope had already shouted, "Angel's Judgment!"
With a flash of white light, a huge angel soared into the sky. The angel held a long sword in his hand. The long sword was hundreds of meters long and was made of white light. It contained an unparalleled amount of energy.
The Pope shouted, "Great God, please help your emissary to kill this evil enemy in front of us!"
The angel raised his sword and casually slashed down. This slash caused a huge crack to appear in the void. Wherever it passed, even the void was sliced in half.
In the face of this blow, Mr. Buddha's eyes flashed and he exclaimed, "This power almost doesn't belong to the human world. The Vatican is really unique!"
A black iron chain suddenly flew out of Mr. Buddha's sleeve, and then directly met the long sword. Obviously, the long sword was formed by energy, but it was wrapped up by the iron chain. Then Mr. Buddha began to exert force in his hand, and so did the angel's hand. Mr. Buddha and the angel began to compete in strength.
The Pope's eyes widened in disbelief. Since the establishment of the Vatican, there had never been anyone in history who could control the long sword in the hand of the angel!
Everyone's heart was thumping non-stop.
Between the angel and Mr. Buddha, who was weaker and who was stronger?
Mr. Buddha was a master in the human world, and the angel was a god who was summoned!
Suddenly, Mr. Buddha shouted, and the angel's body was affected by the power of the iron chain. Then with a bang, he flew up with the sword and fell to the ground.
Mr. Buddha slightly gasped and disappeared from the place in an instant. Then he stepped on the angel's body. With a bang, the angel and the angel's sword all disappeared.
"No!" The Pope shouted, "How dare you offend the gods! Trampling on the gods with your dirty soles? "
Mr. Buddha turned his head, looked at the Pope with horror, and said proudly, "I have said that I am the god! You and the angel you summoned are nothing but ants! "
The Pope took two steps back. Mr. Buddha's eyes were so terrible that the Pope felt as if he was stabbed by a sharp knife. He only felt his heart beating wildly, and his face was slightly pale.
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