Chapter Thirty-Seven: Whose Strength Have You Taken With?

"Send me to destruction?"

Originally, Fan Ren was injured by the sound of bells and flew out. When he heard the word "enter and annihilate", he suddenly regained his senses, stood up, and came out of his mouth. But it was Xie Miao's voice.

Just in the square. After the monk used the magic power of the Buddha bell, Xie Miao's primordial body was injured. Unable to maintain a humanoid posture for a while, he had to temporarily store it in Fan Ren's body.

And Fan Ren, who is the original owner of this body, because the Yuan Shen is still very weak, has already passed out with a simple blow, so now Fan Ren's body is under Xie Miao's control.

"Donor, you and the other two have violated my Buddhist precepts. And don't be stubborn in the corner. Let's get caught. ”

The great monk folded his hands. Moment. The Buddha light on the transparent golden Buddha bell shrouded in him was even stronger, and the continuous pressure was centered on the monk. A steady stream of people poured towards Xie Miao.

"Huh! Just a tiger and leopard thunder sound. You want me to be caught? It's a joke. ”

Different from the posture of being killed in an instant, Xie Miao, who entered Fan Ren's body, seemed to have something to rely on. Facing constant pressure. It stood still like a green pine.

The monk seemed to sense something. There was still a sad and joyless expression on his face, his hands were folded, and his mouth was slightly open. Spit out a word:

"Well!"

"Boom!"

Another crisp bell rang. Bursts of sound centered on the transparent Buddha bell spread rapidly in all directions.

Affected by the Buddha's voice, Fan Ren's body shook slightly, but he quickly remained calm. There was a faint mocking smile on his face.

"Is that all?"

Xie Miao's voice sounded, and his tone was full of contempt: "That demon has angered the two of us again and again, preparing for your tiger and leopard thunder sound." As a result, except for the first one, which looked a little like it, why was it so weak and powerless in the back? Well? ”

The great monk saw that the second bell did not seem to have an effect, and he was a little surprised in his heart, so he simply folded his hands and closed his eyes. His lips moved slightly, and he kept whispering the scriptures.

With the almost indiscernible voice of the great monk. The Buddha bell kept lit up with bursts of dazzling golden light. Bursts of bells spread out in all directions.

Waves of sound spread like blades in all directions. Bursts of sand were swept away by the sound waves, bringing up dust comparable to that of a sandstorm.

After a bell rang. Within a radius of 500 meters centered on the great monk, a shallow pit like a whirlpool appeared.

The temple behind the great monk. Disappeared under the sound of that bell. The statue of the Buddha enshrined in the temple was revealed

- A statue of Maitreya in the shape of a reclining Buddha.

After the bell rang, Fan Ren's body was still standing there quietly, and Xie Miao's voice came out of his mouth: "It's not painful or itchy......"

As she spoke, Xie Miao looked at the statue of Maitreya of the Reclining Buddha not far away. I saw that Maitreya was smiling like ordinary Maitreya, but it was different from Yangshi Maitreya. This Buddha statue is jet black except for the position on its chest. Under the backdrop of that smile. It doesn't seem amiable at all, but it has an eerie feeling.

And out of the chest of that Buddha statue. A golden "swastika" character makes the whole Buddha statue look even more weird.

"I am the power of the future Buddha, it turns out that you are the future Buddha......"

When he saw the Buddha statue in front of him, Xie Miao knew in his heart that Fan Ren's body was related to the cause and effect plan of the three bigwigs of the Buddha Sect World Venerable Rulai, Daomen Dao Ancestor Tianzun, and the Jade Emperor, the co-master of the Three Realms, and few people dared to stumble.

Coincidentally, the future Buddha Maitreya Bodhisattva, who has no fruit position now, is one of the people who wants the world-honored Buddha to plant his followers the most, so he will naturally pay attention to Fan Ren.

However, Xie Miao is a cautious person, and he did not make up his mind prematurely.

Therefore, Xie Miao decided to make this great monk first.

"That's the only way to say that...... That small way, let the master master see and understand. True. Daomen supernatural powers. ”

Xie Miao manipulated Fan Ren to raise his left hand slightly, and dark clouds gathered in the sky of the originally gray underworld. Bursts of thunder flickered between the dark clouds.

A bolt of lightning struck. Wrapped around Fan Ren's left hand. Suddenly, the thunder in the sky flickered more intensively.

"I don't know if the master, such a person in Buddhism, can stand it, my Xuanmen...... Five thunderbolts? ”

In an instant, the thunder light of the thickness of the bucket kept splitting on the golden Buddha bell, and the Buddha light on the golden Buddha bell slowly dimmed.

Gradually, with the thunder and lightning in the sky, there began to be a slight crack on the Buddha bell, and the mouth of the monk hiding in the Buddha bell kept overflowing with blood.

……

The dark clouds in the sky continued to converge, and the thunder and lightning in the dark clouds kept condensing, Xie Miao held Fan Ren's left hand full of thunder and lightning. smiled and looked at the great monk at the end of the strong crossbow.

"Great monk, survive the last thunder, if you don't have a split soul, then you will survive from these five thunderstorms...... I don't know how much of your protective Buddha light is left? ”

The monk had no time to take care of Xie Miao, who was making fun of him, and every time the body protection Buddha bell was bombarded by the thunder. He will be hit by a shock. Now all the internal organs on his body have been shaken by the force of the backshock, and he is bleeding heavily.

If he hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, he would have died under the thunder by now.

Soon, the last thunderbolt was ready to be completed, and a thunderbolt as thick as a grinding disc slashed fiercely like the Buddha bell that was about to crumble.

Seeing that the thunder light was about to split on the Buddha bell, the great monk knew that he could not escape the end of death, and he had closed his eyes in despair.

At this time, a sudden change occurred. The Buddha statue that was lying on the platform suddenly moved and slowly stood up. In the wind, it grows to hundreds of zhang long. Turns into a huge pitch black bald fat man.

The huge black Buddha statue with a seeping smile on its face stretched out its hand violently. The pitch-black palm was like an umbrella in front of the Buddha bell that was about to break. It was hard to block the thunder as thick as the grinding disc.

The great monk waited for a long time, but the thunder killed him and opened his eyes. When he saw the huge palm that covered him, he fell into ecstasy. Suddenly, he burst into laughter.

"Haha...... It's done! It's done! The Buddha has appeared! You're done! Ha ha! ”

The Great Monk had an almost distorted smile on his face. Maddened yelling. With the great monk's shouting, streams of blood with pieces of minced flesh poured out of his mouth......

It was under the heavenly thunder of Fang Cai, the blood vessels and internal organs of the great monk that were shattered, and the blood that had nowhere to go.

Even if the last thunder is blocked by the Buddha statue. This monk can't live anymore.

"I can't make it. Therefore, you too will die! ”

Didn't wait for the monk to finish his triumph. And he saw. The pitch-black palm became bigger and bigger in his eyes, and the Buddha Bell, which was already at the end of the crossbow, couldn't even block the big black hand for a moment.

The great monk was slapped to death by the huge palm in his desperate and unbelievable eyes.

The Buddha who was worshiped by him all his life. Like swatting flies. Shoot to death.