The Buddha lowered his eyebrows, not only was he not afraid of the thunder tribulation that fell, but there was also a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Bang! A two-meter-thick purple divine thunder slammed into the Buddha's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

I saw the skull burst open, spilling flesh and blood.

Even so, the Buddha's body remained in a standing posture and never wavered.

"Ah......" When the world saw this, they exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes were regretful.

The skull exploded, and the flesh was in tatters.

In the eyes of countless people, the Buddha has become a dead man.

"The Buddhas are dead, why hasn't the thunder tribulation dispersed?"

The world saw with their own eyes that the Buddha died under the thunderstorm.

The whole Buddhist gate, including the old Buddha, has been shaking their heads in grief.

"Idiot!"

The old Buddha and the others couldn't help the Buddha, so they could only watch silently from the sidelines.

Although the old Buddha and others cultivated to cover the world and took refuge in Buddhism, but people are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless?

"Nope! The Buddha is not completely dead.

Look at the hands of the Buddha, there are still fluctuations in the Xuan Qi. ”

An old antique stepped out of the shadows and shouted.

Heavenly Dao was furious, and I don't know how many strong people in the world had woken up.

Seeing this scene of the Buddha again, no one can ignore it.

Really! Although the Buddha's head burst open, his hands were still running with Xuan Qi.

"There is a stone between the hands of the Buddha, what is going on?"

Someone saw the jade in the palm of the Buddha's hand through the blood hole between his hands.

There is no one in the world who can answer this question.

Even Emperor Nangong couldn't know why the Buddha wanted to protect an extremely ordinary piece of jade.

"Could this be the vitality of the Buddha?"

Emperor Nangong couldn't help but guess boldly in his heart.

It's just that how can an ordinary stone become the vitality of the Buddha?

Gradually, the emperor fell into deep thought.

At this moment, how much the emperor hopes that the third gentleman of the floating tomb can be here, so that he can answer the doubts in his heart.

The sea of thunder was still roaring and rolling, as if it was about to swallow the whole world.

A divine thunderbolt fell on the shoulder of the Buddha, and with a "bang", the left hand and shoulder separated.

Immediately afterwards, another divine thunder struck the Buddha's chest, piercing a bloody movement, and the heart was destroyed in an instant.

After a while, except for one of the Buddha's palms, the rest of the flesh has become a residue.

None of the dead places in a radius of millions of miles were intact, all of them were shattered by the purple divine thunder, cracking like a spider's web, and could collapse and fall at any time, floating into the starry sky.

"Why?"

The heart is not protected, the head is not protected, but he uses all his strength to protect the jade between his hands.

The world is at a loss, not knowing what this piece of jade means to the Buddha.

This piece of jade carries the hope of the Buddha.

When a divine thunder fell on the Buddha's hands suspended in mid-air, an unknown force blocked the bombardment of the divine thunder, perhaps this was the Buddha's last insistence! After a few hours, the Buddha had disappeared except for a pair of bloody hands.

"Thunder Tribulation, why hasn't it dispersed yet?"

The thundercloud in the sky still hangs high, and has no intention of dispersing.

"The soul of the Buddha has not fallen, and the anger of the Great Dao is naturally difficult to quell."

A strong man spoke.

"The heart of the Buddha is broken, but it is unbelievable that the fragile soul can survive under the judgment of the Heavenly Dao for so long."

Not to mention that the cultivators in the world were sluggish, even the Nangong Emperor in the depths of the imperial hall was shocked.

Emperor Nangong glanced at countless miles, and clearly saw the hands of the Buddha suspended in mid-air.

After a long time, Emperor Nangong felt an ethereal and ethereal aura and vetoed his guess: "Impossible!" ”

"Emperor, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Emperor Nangong's reaction was a little wrong, the Imperial Dragon General hurriedly asked.

General Yulong saw the shock and incredulity in the eyes of Emperor Nangong, how many years, the emperor had not shown such emotions.

For a moment, the Imperial Dragon General didn't know how to speak, and he had hardly ever had such an expression since the emperor's preaching.

"This is no longer a Heavenly Judgment."

After a few breaths, Emperor Nangong regained his calm expression.

"Emperor, what do you mean by that?"

The Imperial Dragon General looked at the Nangong Emperor with puzzled eyes.

"Buddha, you are preaching!"

Although this kind of speculation is inconceivable to say, Emperor Nangong has a great deal of certainty.

Rumble! The Dragon General, as well as the generals who were guarding here, all showed shocked expressions: "Preaching! How can it be? ”

The cultivation of the Buddha is still a long way from the peak of the five forbidden places in Sendai, what qualifications do you have?

Moreover, now that the Emperor Nangong is in charge, the way of heaven is flawless, and there is no chance of enlightenment.

"Can he?"

Emperor Nangong held the anticipation and silently paid attention to the Buddha.

Testifying in the flesh, under the current situation, the Heavenly Dao will definitely not allow it.

Therefore, the Buddha abandoned his body, leaving only one pair of hands to protect the piece of jade.

The thunder sea roared, as if there were thousands of huge thunder dragons swimming, which was very terrifying.

The hands of the Buddha were bombarded by the purple divine thunder, and maybe the next moment they would completely turn into blood mist.

Boom! When the last divine thunder fell, everyone felt that it was not easy for the Buddha to carry it until now, and it was finally coming to an end.

"It's all over."

The divine thunder fell on the hands of the Buddha, and the faint blue thunder light made countless people unable to open their eyes.

It stands to reason that this divine thunder bombardment is enough to end everything.

However, as the light dissipated, I saw that the Buddha's hands were still tightly clasped together, and they never let go.

"It's weird."

From the regret at the beginning, to the current doubts and curiosity, many old antiques began to communicate with each other, analyzing the things in front of them, and each expressed his opinion.

After this blow of divine thunder was over, the Buddha's hands finally let go.

Smack! After all, the broken hands could not hold on, and they fell into the pool of blood on the ground.

The world lamented and said, "From today onwards, there will be no Buddha in the world." ”

The son of the Buddha has fallen and returned to nothingness.

The Buddha was wailing, shaking his head and sighing.

"A stone?"

The old Buddha and the Zen master squinted their eyes and saw the stone under the thunderstorm.

"It's just jade everywhere, there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Some practitioners don't pay attention to the changes in the stone at all.

"Jade has been embedded in the flesh and blood of the Buddha for hundreds of years, and absorbing the power of the Buddha's blood, it is no longer a simple piece of jade."

The old Buddha squinted his eyes and took a great risk to probe a wisp of divine thought.

When the divine mind touched the jade, the old Buddha Lord was shocked and said, "It's still alive!" ”