I saw that at this moment, a huge light blue phantom of the old monk's body began to appear behind him, which seemed to be very thin for some reason, and he couldn't see it in terms of clothing or appearance, but the suffocating feeling it brought was completely incomparable to the golden giant in front of him!

It should be a projection of a real immortal!

"Please also help me to kill this madman who disrespects the immortals in front of me!"

The old monk was naturally aware of the movement behind him, and he was even more ecstatic, because he thought that his plan had been completely successful, and the power left by the immortal had been successfully activated by him!

And the remaining step is to destroy this blasphemer, and no one will know about the past of this immortal again, so that he can be at ease and happy forever!

As his words fell, the phantom behind him really began to slowly raise his hand, as if he wanted to use immortal magic to carry out his orders, which made him even more proud.

"No matter how rampant you are, it's useless, I'm the real immortal! Now I'm going to take revenge on you, punish you well, and put you to death!" ”

The old monk sneered and thought so in his heart.

It's just that at this moment, he unexpectedly noticed that there was no fear of death in the other party's eyes, but instead looked at his side with a very strange face, as if he was looking at some kind of acrobatic play.

At the same time, he suddenly noticed that his surroundings were slowly starting to darken, as if, as if something huge above his head was slowly falling......

"What...... What's going on? ”

The old monk's face changed suddenly, and he looked up suddenly, but this look was terrifying!

I saw that there was a huge hand on the top of my head that was falling heavily, and in an instant it was already close in front of me, so close that it seemed that the palm prints on it could be seen clearly......

Obviously it was just a phantom, but the terrifying wave of aura that swept up blew the clothes on his body whirring, and the bare skin on the whole body was even more bloody and cracked because of the huge pressure, as if an extremely realistic porcelain doll began to slowly crumble from the head.

"How could it be ......?"

The old monk's face was bloodless in an instant, and he was terrified!

"I am your master, and I command you to kill that blasphemer! Why...... Why did you attack me? ”

He roared almost hoarsely, begging for even the last glimmer of hope.

However, it was of no use at all, the phantom didn't pay any attention to his pleas for mercy, and slapped his palm down, and the moment it fell heavily on the ground, it deeply imprinted three feet deep into the ground, and cracks like spider webs slowly spread from its edge, and the entire remains of this golden giant were shaking violently.

As for the person under this palm, I'm afraid that even if it is really King Kong's incorruptible body, it will have to turn into an iron lump at this moment, and there will be no chance of survival at all.

The other party probably wouldn't have expected that he had been planning for so long, but he was just preparing a grand but absurd funeral for himself.

Du Bai stood in mid-air, and he saw all these changes clearly, and he also had a deeper understanding of the remaining strength of this immortal.

"If you really want to talk about it, it is probably stronger than the power left by the Ezu Buddha at that time, and it is even close to the level of the thousand-year-old ghost king."

Du Bai looked at the illusory shadow that had not dissipated even though the awakened person had died, and thought so in his heart, but his eyes narrowed slightly, ready to defend.

"And unlike the Buddha Ezu, the other side seems to have more autonomy, which is an uncertain factor."

After all, he had not really come into contact with the so-called Immortal Buddhas, and he had no way of knowing how many of their means would be. Even if he is dead, it is difficult to say whether he will bury a trap such as borrowing rebirth, just like those immortals in his previous life, he must be cautious.

As expected, the blue immortal phantom vaguely seemed to raise its head to look at him, although there was no substantive gaze, but Du Bai felt an extremely strong feeling of being peeped at, as if the last trace of darkness on his body was also illuminated by an unavoidable light, which made people subconsciously have a sense of resistance.

"This immortal is trying to kill me too?!"

I was shocked, but I soon settled down.

Du Bai didn't dare to say that he could defeat the other party 100% now, at least he had an enemy with the other party. But he didn't want his strength to be wasted on this kind of battle that shouldn't have happened.

Since Ezu Buddha can't see his own Dragon King clone, then this immortal should also be invisible, and there is no reason to kill demons and eliminate harm for the people. The other party may just be in a state of self-preservation, wanting to eliminate all the "villains" who try to steal the power of the immortals!

Just when the other party raised the giant hand again, as if to move again, Du Bai suddenly tried his best to stimulate the thick and pure Buddhist aura and righteousness in his body to label himself as a "good person", trying to get through the trick.

This method was successful at least when he met with the Ancestral Buddha before, and it depends on whether the new immortal eats it now.

He held his breath and waited for the other party's decision.

If you fail, you can only use your own strength to forcibly "persuade" the other party.

In the final analysis, the other party's "immortal" is dead, and all that remains is a trace of obsession, and no matter how strong his strength is, it is limited. And he also has the protection of an equal True Buddha, and he also has the power of the Dragon King to assist, how can two plus one be stronger than the other party, so he will not be defeated.

His gaze was fixed on the movement of the giant hand, watching it slowly lift up, as if hesitating.

"Knock ......"

"...... Uproar"

Something seemed to be going on outside the cavern, and there was a distant noise, as if something was collapsing. But at this moment, Du Bai didn't have any extra thoughts to take care of anything else.

He was worried that if he was a little distracted, he would be caught by the other party.

After standing like this for a long time, his eyes narrowed by vigilance gradually opened, and he watched as the giant hands slowly let go of them, and did not continue to attack him.

The tense nerves in his heart suddenly relaxed, and Du Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that these labels on my body are still quite useful......"

The other party should have recognized his identity, or at least he would not think that he was in league with the evil monk.

"This may also be an opportunity......

Du Bai took a deep breath and flew down to land next to the pit smashed by the giant hands before, wanting to see what the old monk had left behind after his death, and the truth about the "immortal relic".

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