The little bald head was dressed in Buddha clothes, holding the Buddha seal in his hand, and his expression was solemn.

It doesn't match his age at all.

Opposite him was the Blood Demon Holy Son, with an illusory sea of blood behind him, carrying heavy loads.

In the sea of blood, corpses were everywhere, and the waves of blood were monstrous.

"Amitabha."

The little bald head said: "Donor, you have killed too much, please put down the butcher's knife and let the little monk come to temper you." ”

His body is surrounded by a layer of faint Buddha light and compassion.

"Whew! Little bald donkey. ”

Shang Shun scolded in a low voice.

For the little bald head, he is very unhappy, I live a good life, what is it to kill a few people, do you need to do it?

The same is true for Lin Xiao.

He has no good impression of the big devil who kills people without calculation.

For these Buddhists, there is also no good feeling.

Those big devils are killing people and slaughtering people.

These Buddhists seem to be compassionate, but in fact they control people's hearts and cultivate believers.

It's exactly the same as the group of guys in the God Realm, and they are sanctimonious.

The Blood Demon Holy Son whispered, "Little bald donkey, I don't need you to care what I do. ”

The sea of blood was monstrous, and the waves of blood rolled in, washing everything, and the blood was pungent and smelly.

"It is the duty of the little monk to transform the evil spirit."

The little bald head flipped his palm, palms facing forward, and pressed it gently.

Airplanes......

The vast Buddha light flashed.

Sneer......

When encountering the golden Buddha handprint, the sky was filled with a sea of blood, and it began to turn into green smoke and dissipate.

Like Shang Shun, the little bald head broke the sea of blood with a random palm.

"It's so strong."

"Damn, why did you come out again, such a horrible guy."

"Is this a Chinese cabbage on the side of the road? How can they be so powerful! ”

Everyone was speechless, why is one more powerful than the other, too strong.

The Blood Demon Holy Son finally felt the pressure that the Lingyun Holy Son had suffered.

This kind of pressure is too huge, so he is at a loss and doesn't know what to do.

"I don't believe it!"

The Blood Demon Saint Son, his teeth are crushed.

"Blood Wheel!"

Poof!

In the sea of blood, a huge blood-colored roulette was revealed.

The Blood Pole Wheel broke through the sea of blood, and it was still stained, and the thick blood stain dripped into the sea of blood.

The Blood Pole Wheel rolled up and ran through the air.

"Amitabha, this thing is too evil to exist in the world."

The little bald head recites a Buddha name.

His palm, grabbing forward, a huge golden claw appeared.

Not human hands.

"Hmph, Tuolong Buddha Claw!"

Shang Shun snorted coldly.

Buddhism has eight heavenly dragons, and the dragons among them are Tuolong.

A ten-meter-wide, golden dragon claw snatched down from the depths of the void and grabbed towards the Blood Pole Chakra.

Rumble!

The golden dragon claw grabbed fiercely, above the blood pole chakra.

The Blood Demon Holy Son immediately felt the mighty Buddha power coming from the Blood Pole Chakra.

This kind of Haoran Buddha power is the most restraining him.

The Blood Demon Saint Son immediately screamed, and his body also made a "snort" sound, and the power of the blood yin in his body was quickly burned.

"Photograph!"

The little bald head raised his hand.

The golden dragon claw grabbed the blood pole wheel fiercely, and the golden Buddha power slammed into it.

Boom Boom ......

The inside of the Blood Pole Wheel immediately erupted, a terrifying explosion.

A layer of golden Buddha light dyed on the Blood Pole Wheel, turning the Blood Pole Wheel into gold and red.

The Blood Demon Holy Son struggled to resist, but the gap between the two sides was too big.

There was nothing he could do at all, he could only scream and wail as he watched his Blood Pole Wheel being transformed into a golden Buddha Wheel.

"Come here!"

A small bald hand move.

The golden Buddha wheel burst out of golden light, gradually became smaller, turned into a small wheel, and fell into his palm.

It can also be regarded as the unlucky son of the Blood Demon Saint.

If he ran into Shang Shun, he wouldn't be so miserable.

This is the restraint of strength, he is not as good as the little bald head, and he is restrained.

Ten percent of the strength, three percent of the power can't be exerted, and it's extremely miserable.

The little bald head grabbed again, the golden dragon claw, and grabbed the Blood Demon Holy Son.

The Holy Son of the Blood Demon looked frightened and wanted to admit defeat.

The little bald head snorted coldly, and the golden dragon claw grabbed his body, and the golden Buddha power went on a rampage.

"Ah......h

The Blood Demon Holy Son's mouth let out a terrible scream.

"Admit defeat, he admits defeat!"

The Blood Demon Saintess hurriedly shouted.

The heart of the world was indifferent and did not stop it.

The Blood Demon Holy Son didn't open his mouth himself, so he wouldn't stop it.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were so anxious that they were helpless.

There is the heart of the world there, and there are powerful little bald heads, they are simply powerless to resist.

After a while, the howl became quieter and quieter.

On the body of the Blood Demon Holy Son, the bloody aura dissipated, and began to surge up a layer of faint Buddha light.

The sea of blood behind him also turned golden.

And, on his face, there was a trace of solemnity and compassion.

"It's been measured."

Shang Shun snorted lightly.

Lin Xiao sighed slightly, from now on, the Blood Demon Holy Son will no longer be the Blood Demon Holy Son.

Instead, he became, a little bald believer.

The control method of Buddhism is like this, fundamentally changing a person's mind.

Even if it is Lin Xiao, when he controls people, he will not use such a method.

Because he felt that this method was too vicious.

The people he controls, although they obey their own orders, are still human beings after all.

Have your own thoughts, have your own thoughts, have your own thinking......

However, people who are controlled by small bald heads, have no mind, no thinking, and are walking dead.

The Blood Demon Holy Son began to kneel down slowly and kowtow respectfully.

"I have seen my Buddha, and my Buddha is compassionate."

The little bald head smiled faintly, a Buddha light appeared on his face, and his palm covered the top of the Blood Demon Holy Son's head.

"From now on, you will come under my door."

The little bald head made a palm movement, and in a few breaths, he shaved off the Blood Demon Holy Son, with his long blood-colored hair.

Another bald head appeared.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were furious.

The Holy Son of his own sect, right in front of his eyes, was controlled by the enemy and became a believer in Buddhism.

The point is that there is nothing I can do except scold and vent my dissatisfaction.

This made them feel depressed and almost vomit blood.

The Blood Demon Saintess's face was cold, and there was still fear in her heart.

The Blood Demon Holy Son, who was slightly stronger than her, was so easily dissolved.

She couldn't even think of resisting.

Don't dare to resist.

Lingyun Holy Son suddenly laughed, very gloating.

Although he was miserable and lost badly, he was still himself and a person.

And this Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect is no longer himself.

Not people.

It's the walking dead.

In such a comparison, he suddenly felt that he was not very miserable.

The little bald head took the Blood Demon Saint Son and left the battle platform.

The two of them, after leaving.

The Lingyun Holy Maiden and the Blood Demon Holy Maiden slowly walked onto the battle platform.

The third battle is on the verge of breaking out.

(End of chapter)