Chapter 223: Become a Buddha! (Ask for a subscription!) )

The Qilin Daoist said to the two girls in front of him: "You guys leave quickly!" ”

The two girls came back to their senses, nodded, and were full of gratitude to the Qilin Daoist, and ran away.

The cultists had fierce eyes.

"Qilin Daoist! What do you mean by that? Even if we don't preach for God, why do you prevent us from preaching? ”

"Qilin Daoyin, the purple sauce is not good!"

Qilin Daoist shook off the dust: "I'm sorry, I'm not a person from the same road as you, and I'm not a believer in God at all!" ”

The cultists were shocked.

"How is that possible? You obviously saw the key, and you also sacrificed Jill and grew Jill tentacles......"

Qilin Daoist said proudly: "That's all fake, how can a mere "key" confuse me?" That tentacle Jill, a tentacle I removed from the honeycomb wall, tied with a trouser belt, I didn't expect this to fool you! You cultists are worrisome! ”

The cultists glared.

Why is this still possible?

They actually got a traitor?

"Qilin Daoist! You, you heretic, you want to be burned at the stake! ”

The cultists looked hideous, shook their tentacles, and pressed towards the Qilin Daoist.

The Qilin Taoist clasped his hands together: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" ”

The cultists were stunned.

it!

You're thinking about it, aren't you?

You are an old Taoist, shouldn't you recite the Tao and the Tao?

Chant Nyima Amitabha!

But in the next moment, they knew why the Qilin Daoist was reciting Amitabha!

I saw that the Qilin Daoist did not face them at all, but instead looked like a man of compassion, folded his hands, and recited the mantra aloud: "Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure and depleted uranium bullets, one breath of 3,600 revolutions, great mercy and great compassion cross the world!" ”

In the shocked gaze of the cultists, the Qilin Daoist exuded immeasurable Buddha light.

This Buddha's light tore through the darkness.

It makes the cultists extremely uncomfortable! It's as if the mind is about to be torn apart in this Buddha's light!

When the light of the Buddha is gone.

The Qilin Taoist is wearing the golden armor of the Bodhisattva, with great wisdom and a halo of great compassion on the back of his head, and his face is full of compassion, but he is holding a fierce Gatling in his hand.

The cultists are frozen in place!

it!

The Qilin Taoist is actually a Bodhisattva?

But what kind of Bodhisattva is this Gatling?

I'm afraid it's not a fake Bodhisattva!

The Qilin Taoist opened his eyes containing Buddha nature, pulled the trigger, and Gatling clicked and turned: "Donors, the poor monks have come to transform you, ascend to heaven!" ”

Woooo

Gatling's six barrels spewed holy Buddha fire, and bullets containing Buddha nature rained out.

That's 3,600 revolutions in one breath!

The Immortal Needle Dao person closest to the Qilin Dao person was shot into a sieve on the spot!

Holy bullets swept through the night market like a storm!

A hellish baptism of the cultists!

"Horizontal Groove Groove Groove !!"

"Nan no Gatling Bodhisattva, is this Nan no Gatling Bodhisattva?! It's terrifying! ”

"Bodhisattva, I beg you to have mercy!!"

The cultists cried and shouted at the birds in the rain of bullets, and scurried around with their heads in their arms, one by one like headless flies.

"Become a Buddha!"

The Qilin Daoist was merciless, his face was full of compassion, but his hands were not merciful at all, and he kept pulling the trigger.

Woohoo blah blah!

Gatling is crazy about the tongue of fire!

Holy bullets shoot cultists into sieves!

"Run, run! Run from the other way! ”

There are two roads in this night market square, while the other road is opposite to this one.

The cultists thought that the Qilin Daoist was carrying a bulky Gatling, and he would definitely not be able to run fast, so they desperately fled in the opposite direction one by one.

Finally, out of more than 200 believers, more than 30 escaped, and the rest became Buddhas in the Gatling!

More than 30 cultists gasped for air.

"Run, keep running, don't stop! Do you also want to become a Buddha? ”

"It's terrible to become a Buddha!"

Thinking of the rain of bullets, the cultists trembled! With tears in her eyes!

The shadow that the Gatling Bodhisattva has caused them is too great.

"Run! Keep running! ”

Even though they were tired, they didn't dare to rest and ran forward desperately.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

But at this moment, a Buddha horn came from the front again.

The cultists were suddenly frightened!

All of them are pale!

it!

Caught up!!

However, what awaits them on the road ahead is not Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva, but a happy fat man.

This made a group of cultists breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as it's not the Bodhisattva who is carrying Gatling, full of compassion, but holding the trigger in his hand!

That bodhisattva is terrible!

"It's ...... Xu Fatty? ”

A cultist recognized Xu Fatzi's identity.

"Fat Xu?"

"Fat Xu and that Qilin Daoist, no, Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva has a very good relationship, and the two of them have always been inseparable!"

"! Isn't that wonderful? ”

Fat Xu clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Nan Wu Amitabha, I am here to surpass all the donors!" ”

"You can't be a bodhisattva too, are you?"

"Neither nor not!"

Xu Fatzi shook his head, but before the cultists could breathe a sigh of relief: "I am a Buddha!" ”

The cultists gasped!

Bodhisattvas are so awesome!

This Buddha has been returned?!

Xu Fatzi recited the recipe aloud: "A novice in the Leiyin Temple, often reciting the future Buddha, smiling and often opening the east to music, two AK to cross all beings!" ”

The Buddha's light that made the cultists' scalps tingle bloomed from Xu Fatzi's body.

When the light of the Buddha is gone.

The cultists suddenly had nothing to love!

I'm grooved Nima!

I saw the Buddha from the east who was bare-chested and exposed, holding two AKs and pointing at them, and said with a smile on his face: "Donors, the poor monks have come to save you!" ”

Dada!!

Two swarthy tongues of fire squirted wildly.

In an instant, more than 20 believers were shot in the head.

A murderous horse!

"Run! Run! ”

The remaining 7 or 8 believers didn't say a word, and jumped directly into the white river.

Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva floated over with Gatling on his shoulders and smiled at Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha put away the two AKs.

took out an RPG from behind, and it was an auto-tracking type, and it was carried up and aimed at the cultists who were desperately swimming to the opposite bank in the White River.

A lizard-eyed cultist glanced back in fear, but at this glance, his whole body froze.

"I ...... A lung in the top!! ”

"Nan Wu Amitabha, don't ask me why I don't save you, I'll tell you now, I usually don't save people, but once I save people, no one can run! Donors, become Buddhas! ”

Shout!!

The rockets dragged their beautiful tails and flew towards the remaining cultists.

In that brilliant firelight.

Several cultists each showed a broken face.

"Maitreya Buddha, hehe, Maitreya Buddha with AK! Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva of the Anti-Gatling! You evil Buddhas! Hehehehehe......"

"There's a bazooka! Hehehe, Grass Nima! ”

Rumble!!!

In the light of the explosion, several cultists disappeared.