The pope's face was pale and his body began to tremble. He said in a trembling voice, "How dare you blaspheme the gods!"
Mr. Buddha laughed, "You say he is a god? Let me tell you, he is at most a false god, because he should not exist in this world. Everything is just an illusion, it is all fake! "
The pope took a heavy step forward, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes. Seeing his eyes, the cardinals behind him all felt that something was wrong. They hurriedly said, "Your Holiness, there are so many of us, we can deal with him together!"
"Yes!" Abbot Zhi Ming also hurriedly persuaded, "Although this man claims to be Mr. Buddha, he has already fallen into the devil's path. We need to join forces to have a chance to defeat him."
The pope walked towards Mr. Buddha step by step. He was under great pressure, but his footsteps did not stop.
"You say he is a false god, then I will let you see what a real god looks like!"
The Pope took a deep breath and slowly raised his head. His eyes shone brightly as he spoke with utmost sincerity, "God, please use your soul to descend upon my body. Let your devout believer use your power to slay this ignorant and muddle-headed creature!"
The scepter in the pope's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling white light, and then the white light slowly faded. The pope's body suddenly began to disintegrate at this moment. Yes, the pope's body began to fall apart, and finally even completely disappeared from the world, only the angel scepter was still floating in the air.
Everyone was a little confused when they saw this scene. Mr. Buddha was also a little surprised and said, "Dead?"
He originally thought that the pope was going to use some big move, but he did not expect that the pope would die. Could it be that the pope used some forbidden technique, but it failed?
Soon, he discovered that things weren't that simple. The Pope suddenly appeared again, but this time, the Pope gave off an illusory feeling. Not only that, the Pope was like a giant. His body reached more than ten meters tall, and he had a pair of white wings on his back. He held a huge longsword in his hand, and he looked like a giant angel.
His aura also became terrifying. Even Xiao Bing and Abbot Zhi Ming, who were at the same level as him, felt a sense of unpredictability.
The eyes of the cardinals all turned red. Xiao Bing hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"
One of the Cardinals said, "This is a legendary true forbidden technique that only the Pope can use in the Vatican. The reason why it's called a true forbidden technique is that everyone can only use it once in their lives. After using it once, they will die, and naturally, they can't use it again."
Xiao Bing's eyes widened and his breathing quickened. He said, "Does that mean …"
"That's right." The Cardinal said, "Very soon, the Cardinal will disappear from this world, not even his bones will be left."
Abbot Zhi Ming chanted Amitabha, then said, "Since the Pope is already like this, let's not disappoint the Pope. Let's work together and assist the Pope in purging this Young Master Buddha who has fallen into the demonic path."
The Pope looked down at Mr. Buddha, and his voice was like thunder, "Mr. Buddha, didn't you just blaspheme the gods and say that the great angel is an ant? Now let the gods borrow my body to send you into reincarnation! "
Mr. Buddha looked up, and at this time, he had to look up to see the Pope, with a strong sense of suffocation.
Mr. Buddha stretched out his finger, pointed at the Pope, and said, "Presumably, you are now close to the end of your life, and can only hold on for a few minutes, right?"
"Even if it's only a few minutes, I can still kill you!" The Pope said in a deep voice, "Do you feel it? This is the power beyond the false gods, this is the power of the real gods!"
The Pope slashed down with his sword, and Mr. Buddha punched out. The long sword and the fist collided. The Pope's body did not move, but Mr. Buddha's body trembled slightly, and his feet slightly sank into the ground.
Then Xiao Bing had already arrived in front of Mr. Buddha. Mr. Buddha shouted and slashed his palm directly at Xiao Bing, almost hitting Xiao Bing's shoulder. Xiao Bing's body instantly twisted, dodging the palm, and then directly slapped his palm on Mr. Buddha's chest. Mr. Buddha's body bloomed with brilliant golden light, and Xiao Bing was shocked by a powerful force and flew more than ten meters away. His blood boiled, but his heart was excited. This was the first time he had ever attacked Mr. Buddha. Although it did not work, it was the first time after all.
After Xiao Bing was repelled, a huge golden palm had already appeared in front of Mr. Buddha. This golden palm was even bigger than Mr. Buddha's body. At the same time, above the long sword fell again, and around them, the cardinals, Shaolin masters, and the eight generals of Dragon Gate also joined forces.
Mr. Buddha looked at such an inescapable net. There was nowhere to hide. He closed his eyes slightly, put his hands together, and mumbled. His body was shrouded in golden light, and the golden light formed a burly man. This burly man had three heads and six arms. In a flash, he repelled all the attacks, even the Angel's Sword was shaken back.
Just when Mr. Buddha got a chance to breathe, the long sword above slammed down violently again. Mr. Buddha quickly released the Gang Shield. With a bang, the Gang Shield almost collapsed, and then Mr. Buddha's two calves had already sunk into the ground.
"This is a God-given opportunity. Let's kill him together!" Xu Mu roared. He used the power of chaos, which made the power of his attack infinitely close to the False God Realm. Then he bombarded Mr. Buddha's Gang Shield with a punch, and the Gang Shield shook violently again.
Drunken Top soared into the sky and roared, "Zhi Chan, I will avenge you!"
The Buddhist staff descended from the sky, and with a rumbling sound, it once again smashed into the Astral Shield. This time, the Astral Shield finally couldn't withstand such a force and finally shattered. The Drunken Top spat out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying far away. At this moment, he felt as if his entire body was as light as a feather, as if all his strength had been drained. After falling to the ground, he struggled to get up, but he was powerless to do so. However, his face bloomed with a smile, then he laughed and said, "Good, very good!"
Others took the opportunity to land beside Mr. Buddha one by one. No matter how powerful Mr. Buddha was, he only had two hands, and the long sword fell again. Mr. Buddha's hands held up the sky, using his own hands to bear the great power of the pope who had turned into an angel. Then all the other people took the opportunity to attack Mr. Buddha's chest. Mr. Buddha flew out directly and fell into the grass, motionless.
Everyone took a slight breath. Liu Zhen wiped his sweat and said, "It should be … should be enough."
"He should not be dead yet." The Pope said in a deep voice, "But I can go over and finish him off now."
The Pope walked toward Mr. Buddha step by step. His forbidden technique could only be maintained for a short time, and soon he would disappear. He had to kill this alien who dared to blaspheme the gods before that.
He was getting closer and closer to Mr. Buddha. Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters …
A black chain flew out from the bushes and pierced through the Pope's body. The Pope lowered his head to look at the chain and revealed an expression of disbelief. How was this possible? How could he do it?
Mr. Buddha stood up from the ground. He was a little breathless, but he saw that the chain was full of golden light. He attached his divine power to the chain, and the power of the chain combined with the power of his blood, even the body of the angel was penetrated.
The Pope opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, his whole body turned into countless white fragments and disappeared without a trace.
The cardinals collectively knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Majesty, take care!"
Xiao Bing did not expect that the strongest man in the West, who he had dealt with several times before, would disappear like this. He could not help but feel sad.
Xiao Bing sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I will avenge you."
Mr. Buddha looked at Xiao Bing and asked, "Mr. Dragon, you can't even protect yourself now. Can you still take revenge?"
Mr. Buddha still had such a winning expression. In the face of the attacks from almost all the top strongmen of the human race, he did not show the slightest panic from beginning to end. He always had a calm look.
Xiao Bing said, "I couldn't see your depth before."
Mr. Buddha smiled. "Now you think you can see it clearly?"
"I can't see it now, but I think I have touched it." Xiao Bing took a deep breath and said, "You are indeed very powerful, far more than any of us here. But as long as we can touch it, we will not have no chance of winning."
Mr. Buddha nodded slightly and said, "Well, then let me see what your chance of winning is. Come on, let me show you my real power!"
A power that was even more terrifying than that of the Pope after he turned into an angel appeared on Mr. Buddha. The blood-red and golden light in his eyes became more and more terrifying, and then he suddenly disappeared from where he was.
"That was just an appetizer. Now, I'll show you what my true power looks like … The so-called angels, the so-called gods, and all of you, aren't they the same as ants?!"
Bang, bang, bang, bang, these people did not even see the figure, and the eight generals of Dragon Gate flew out one by one …
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