In the wasteland not far from the Shingon Sect, Qin Ze and the dark cyan humanoid creature staggered by, and the sword of qi flashed away in the dark night.

The chests of both sides were torn apart, flesh and blood separated, and warm blood gushed like a fountain.

Qin Ze unhurriedly took out two blood pills, pierced them into his neck, and injected them. However, the wound of the Qingshi clone could not heal itself, and the pale white sword qi continued to burn the wound, adding to its wounds.

Juggernaut's self-healing abilities have always been a headache like a plug-in, but here, it's the opposite.

Thanks to the existence of blood medicine, although everyone is injured, they can be repaired as soon as possible, and there is no big problem. On the other hand, the young master was already scarred, in addition to his chest, there were deep wounds on his abdomen, legs, and back.

Three swords of qi, one can be dodged, but two can't be dodged. The fight was unusually aggrieved.

Dan Chenzi can be bullied and bullied, but he is also a sneaky one, manipulating the sword of intent to attack, and rarely fights him head-on.

The aura of this doppelganger slid from the senior pole path all the way to the ordinary pole path.

"A lesson!" Li Xianyu was greatly excited, endured the muscle soreness after casting the blessing of the god of war for a long time, summoned two friends, and tried to quickly solve the battle and kill the clone of the young master.

In doing so, he lost two Extreme Doppelgangers.

The Goddess of Victory has put on her suspenders and is lying on the bed waiting for me.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly rushed into the dark night in the distance, exploding like fireworks, but it was silent. The golden light condensed into a big Buddha with folded hands and low eyebrows.

Li Xianyu looked at the big Buddha in the sky in a daze, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable, piercing fear and sadness.

"Yuan Shen Buddha" Dan Chenzi muttered, his face turned pale, and fear welled up in his eyes.

"What do you mean. Li Peiyun said in a deep voice.

"When the original god turns into a Buddha, when a high monk dies, such a vision occasionally appears. Dan Chenzi trembled and stammered: "Buddha head, it's gone!"

The Qingshi clone said "hey", turned his head and ran, no longer fighting.

When the Buddha's head falls, anything is done.

Keep staying and fighting,

This doppelganger will definitely not be able to keep it, these rising stars are too powerful, all kinds of strengths, and they all have extreme learning

The moment the golden Buddha lit up, Grandma stopped beating Dolgon, her eyes widened, and the golden Buddha was reflected in her pupils.

"What's wrong!" asked the ice slag that swirled around the flames, tilting his head to the side.

She didn't know what was going on, but it was not a trivial matter or a good thing to make the unequaled battle soul lose her mind and make her look sad.

"The head of the Buddha is dead. Grandma said softly.

When she said this, she remembered some distant memories, that year she robbed the bank, Li Wuxiang was arrested by the Taoist Buddhist Association, but because everyone knew that he was the heir of the unequaled war spirit, no one dared to offend, and threw this hot potato around, and finally threw it to Lianghua Temple.

The unequaled battle spirit went up the mountain violently, wanting to see if this Buddhist leader dared to attack her heirs.

Unexpectedly, Li Wuxiang was happy to stay in Lianghua Temple, and he was entertained with pickled radish and mustard, not thinking about her grandmother at all.

That year, the Buddha said: Your great-grandson is a good material, don't mistake him, or stay in Lianghua Temple to be a disciple for me.

The Buddha's head is tough.

You want to see the Buddha in advance? She was so threatening.

The undefeated golden body of a poor monk is not refined. The head of the Buddha replied.

It was that year that the news that the Buddha's head was slapped and smashed into the golden body by the unequaled battle spirit spread to the world.

"Hahaha"

A burst of laughter interrupted her flood of memories, and Dolgon's laughter trembled and laughed heartily.

"Peerless Battle Soul, Lord of the Pantheon Palace, the head of the Buddha has returned to the west, and it will be your turn soon. We've just begun. ”

With that, he fled in the opposite direction of Shingon Buddhism.

Grandmother looked at his back, then looked at the direction of the Shingon Sect, and with a long roar, the ground collapsed, and she went straight into the sky and swept towards the Shingon Sect.

The "Kusanagi Sword" Ice Slag's face changed slightly, and the flames exploded, turning into an immortal bird surrounded by flames, and flapping its wings away

Shingon Buddhism.

"Boom, boom, boom" Li Xianyu ran wildly on the steps, stepping on the stone steps with every foot, and in less than five minutes, he ran from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Qin Ze and the three of them followed behind them, and soon arrived at the top of the mountain, where they saw the collapsed hall, the cracked bluestone platform, the beams, tiles, and masonry statues of the demolition site, which was in a mess.

Half of the cliff wall at the back of the Daxiong Hall collapsed, like the scene after a mudslide.

After a pause, Li Xianyu rushed towards the west, and the three of them were afraid that he would be ambushed by the master, so they immediately followed.

After the war, a mess appeared in the eyes of everyone, this is the meditation room where the monks rested, at this time it was also in ruins, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Under the dark silence of the night, on the ruins of corpses and broken flesh on the ground, the Buddha lowered his eyebrows and folded his hands.

Li Xianyu, who was rushing wildly, suddenly froze, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He walked over step by step, not daring to go fast, not daring to be too loud, for fear of disturbing the old monk, but when he approached, he found that the Buddha's head was really a shell that had lost its soul.

The old monk's skin was dark purple, emitting a stench of flesh and blood.

Li Xianyu's pupils dilated for a moment, and then contracted like a needle.

Qin Zedan, Chenzi and Li Peiyun witnessed the scene in front of them, as if they had been struck by lightning.

The head of the Buddha fell, even if when he saw the Buddha just now, he already knew it in his heart and prepared for the worst.

But this situation still made their chests seem to be blocked by something, and it was difficult to breathe.

Who would have thought that the leader of the contemporary Buddhism, the former number one master in the bloodline world, would actually fall here.

"Huh!"

A sharp whistling echoed in the night sky, and a bright line of fire shot at a rapid pace, not landing directly, but circled in mid-air a few times, scouting the nearby situation, and then a dive, landing behind the ruins somewhere.

At the same time, the sound of breaking the air was heard, and the grandmother rushed over.

She strode forward, her face was like frost, and her whole body exuded an angry aura. When her eyes touched the lonely back of her great-grandson, all her anger dissipated again.

"What's going on. Grandma glared at Qin Ze.

"Look at the wound, it's caused by the Kusanagi sword. Qin Ze said in a low voice, his face was dark, and his eyes lost color.

The fall of the Buddha's head had a great psychological impact on him, making it difficult for him to accept.

Grandma suddenly became furious, grabbed him by the collar, and glared at him viciously for a moment, as if she felt that there was no point in being angry with him, she was like a deflated ball.

"There was no sign of a fight nearby, no Kusanagi sword, and I didn't see any sign of Richardson or the Broken Army clone. Ice slag came out from behind the wall and simply put on a pleated dress.

The suit was of no use to her, and she could turn herself into a flaming molten man, or a bird, with a slight display of flame power.

But afterwards, if you want to recover ginseng, you have to find a place to change your clothes.

Qin Ze was stunned for a moment, and then his face gradually turned hideous, the blue tendons on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Grandma noticed her great-grandson's shoulders trembling.

She glanced at everyone, moved away from the thoughtful Danchenzi and Li Peiyun, and frowned, "What do you mean." ”

"Richardson betrayed us, betrayed the Buddha's head, and snatched the Kusanagi sword. Qin Ze exhaled slowly.

This conclusion can be easily drawn by looking at the surrounding environment.

The head of the Buddha is dead, the Kusanagi sword is gone, if Baker Richardson is not a traitor, he will inevitably continue to fight with the young master, even if he escapes, he will leave traces in the chase, but no.

Moreover, all the people present here are masters, the Buddha head teamed up with Baker Richardson, and Kusanagi Sword, and the Qingshi clone has no chance of winning at all. But now the head of the Buddha is dead, and Kusanagi and Baker Richardson are nowhere to be found.

Suffice it to tell.

Li Peiyun clenched his fists: "Damn!"

Dan Chenzi took a deep breath and closed his eyes, his cheek muscles twitching, as if he was trying to endure it.

"He actually formed an alliance with the ancient demon, and he dared to kill the head of the Buddha" Grandma gritted her teeth: "I want to go to the United States, I want to destroy the Superpower Association." ”

"Look around, I have something to say to him. Ice Slag suddenly spoke.

Qin Ze and the others looked at Li Xianyu, who had never spoken, and Li Xianyu, who was standing in front of the Buddha with his head bowed, left silently.

Grandma didn't move.

Bing Slag didn't care either, and said, "Do you want to go back?"

Li Xianyu raised his head, his pale face and bloodshot pupils, he didn't speak, but the firmness in his eyes was the best answer.

"You know, that's too dangerous. You have gone back in time, and the Peerless Battle Soul and you have lost their combat power, and relying on me and Qin Ze, Buddha Head, and the two half-step pole paths that can't form a formation, will they be their opponents?"

Li Xianyu looked at her: "Kill Baker Richardson first, the Kusanagi Sword is still ours." ”

"The first time you go back in time, it's about 40 minutes. The second time it was an hour back. How long can you go back this time? Unless you can go back five hours, back to before Baker Richardson left Shanghai. ”

"If you can't, the best outcome is to go back in time to before the encounter, but then you'll have to run against the broken clones who stand in your way. Dolgon, the Breakers, and even Baker Richardson already knew that you would go back in time, and as soon as you ran, you would be exposed. How do you go and inform the Buddha head? Running to the Shingon sect to report to the Buddha head Beck Richardson in the face of the pursuit of the broken army clone, telling the Buddha head Baker Richardson that he is a traitor?"

"Let's not talk about whether you can escape the pursuit of the broken army clone if you lose all your combat power, even if you succeed in getting here, you just drag everyone to be buried together. At that time, it was not the first Buddha to die. ”

"Think about it, Baker Richardson immediately left Baoze by helicopter after the meeting, and he left in a hurry, isn't it just to prevent you from going back in time. They deliberately stretch the time, which is perfect for you to go back in time. Although I don't know how they can touch the ability to go back in time so clearly, the facts are the facts. ”

Li Xianyu's face became more and more pale, and the little look in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Every word of the ice slag was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

Li Xianyu didn't think that Dolgon and Po Jun had figured out the cost and law of time rewind, but I had to say that they were crooked, and the timeline was too long, and he was likely to go back to the moment when he was fighting with the Qingshi's clone, not to mention that the Buddha's head couldn't be saved, and everyone had to die.

"Sister, what should I do, what should I do" He looked at her with a puppy-like look, moistening his eyes.

"I didn't expect it to happen, it was me who pulled the head into the water, I hurt him. ”

"It's not your fault, even without you, the Buddha's head would have gone down the mountain. Grandma shook her head.

"No one can do everything, that's the gods. Bing Slag rubbed his head and rubbed it very roughly: "But you have the power of a god in your body." You have a chance to change everything, and it doesn't matter if you save the life of the Buddha's head. As long as you can wait until the fruit is ripe to keep it and not let it fall into the hands of others. ”

"Just wait for the fruit to ripen?" Li Xianyu's expression was like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw.

Ice Slag looked at him deeply: "Yes, you will know everything by then." ”