The speed of this sword light was so fast, not to mention Li Huaiyin who was watching from below, even the Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva who was in the middle of the battlefield didn't notice it, and when he found it again, the Peerless Sword Intent had already locked on him.

There is nowhere to escape, there is definitely nowhere to escape under this sword, and I will definitely die!

The Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva almost collapsed in an instant, and the huge pressure and the fear brought to him by the flying sword hanging in the air almost made his steps tremble slightly.

He didn't dare to move half a step, but just watched as the inky blue flying sword slashed head-on.

The Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva closed his golden eyes and calmly took on death.

At this moment, a warm light shrouded in from outside the body, and the vast spiritual light of the Buddha Dao almost illuminated the entire stars on the Bitter Sea Star.

A gold-like palm appeared above the Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva's head, almost a millimeter away, blocking the inky cyan long sword that slashed head-on.

There was no spiritual light, no treasure overflowing, no sparks flying, there was just a silence like death.

Drops of golden blood slowly overflowed from the fingers of his palms, drifting in the stars, turning into drops of golden lotus flowers and spreading away quickly.

An old monk in a golden white robe appeared here, different from the real body of the Buddha sacrificed in the temple, if the old monk removed the robe that was not a mortal thing at first glance, at first glance, it was just a snow-white old monk.

The inky cyan long sword was resisted for only a moment, and the sword blade that had been stopped suddenly rose up, no longer as ordinary as before, but hovered in the stars, constantly trembling.

Chen Han gasped, and then, a shallow figure walked out of his body, it was another self, but his long snow-white hair fluttered, which was eye-catching.

The old monk didn't care about the wound on his hand, looked at the other Chen Han who suddenly came out, and put his hands together and gave a salute: "It turned out to be the donor, but the old man said that some time ago, how sharp the sky-high sword intent was, it turned out that the donor had returned?" ”

Jian Wuregret looked at the old monk without changing his face, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since your body is here, why haven't you appeared yet?" Hidden and tucked, an epoch of time still can't change this nature! ”

The Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the white-haired young man angrily.

The old monk's face did not change, and he still asked with that compassionate smile: "It seems that the donor's trip is not good, so I don't know if the fall of Shoutian some time ago was also done by the donor?" ”

Jian Wu regretted saying: "I'll talk about the matter of Azure later, call out the body, just a clone outside the body, but the three swords of the deity, do you dare to use them to sacrifice ugliness?" ”

The old monk smiled but did not refuse, and then, an endless golden light shone almost on the entire bitter starfish.

All the monks and mortals could clearly see the golden Buddha that covered the entire sky in the dark blue sky.

All the Buddhist disciples trembled with excitement, and involuntarily knelt on the ground, chanting the Buddha's horn and bowing non-stop.

And those who felt this golden light, ordinary monks were pleasantly surprised to perceive that their spiritual cultivation had increased significantly, and mortals would also be surprised and the pain that had plagued them for countless years was eliminated, no different from ordinary people.

As a result, he bowed down to the Buddha in the sky.

Even a ghost cultivator like Li Huaiyin, after feeling this Buddha light, was all comfortable, although there was no substantial benefit.

Li Huaiyin would not worship him like an ordinary mortal, he just looked at what was happening in this galaxy in a cold sweat, and was inexplicably surprised.

Of course he knows the big Buddha, and there is no one who doesn't know him when he reaches his realm, but who is this white-haired young man, he looks exactly the same as the kid before, but his temperament is very different.

Thinking of the kid before, Li Huaiyin hurriedly looked up, but in the sky, Chen Han, who was originally standing there, had been replaced by another figure.

This is a handsome man, but it gives people a sense of extreme evil, wearing a black robe, with blood-red lines on it from time to time, noble and atmospheric, with a bit of evil charm.

"Tut, old monk, after so many years, he is still so keen on doing this kind of face project, not bad!" The man chuckled.

This voice did not have any mana fluctuations, and the mortals below naturally couldn't hear it, but the big Buddha standing in the distance of the two of them could hear it clearly.

At the same time, the golden Buddha, who had no regrets even when he saw the sword, still had no different color, finally showed a trace of emotion on his face after seeing this young man.

The body of the Buddha, which was like gold poured, couldn't help but stand up slightly on the golden lotus platform, and looked at the young man in front of him incredulously.

"You're still in this world, Nine Nightmare!" A sound like a bell rang out over the stars.

Countless monks looked at the sky in confusion, and they could see that the supreme existence in front of them had already been cultivated for several lifetimes, but listening to the previous words, the two young men who appeared inexplicably seemed to be at the same level as the existence in front of them.

But they had never heard of these two figures, especially the latter, and even their names were called, and the countless monks still looked at each other in amazement.

"Nine Nightmares, who are Nine Nightmares?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it!"

"But what can make the Buddha like this, I'm afraid it's also a rare existence, right?"

No one answered, only Li Huaiyin's back and the palm in his sleeve trembled slightly, he knew that something big had happened, and today this was definitely big news that could make all the monks in the entire Fuxi clan cause waves!

The Golden Buddha seemed to have finally come back to his senses, looked at the two calmly, and still asked with a faint smile that had not changed for thousands of years: "I don't know what is the important matter for the two donors to come to my other side together?" ”

Nine Nightmare and Jian Wuregret glanced at each other, and the blood-red long-haired young man smiled: "It's nothing, after all, I haven't seen each other for so many years, if you want to meet an old friend, the Buddha won't achieve eternity, so you look down on your old friend back then, right?" ”

"Of course not, the two donors haven't seen each other for many years, and their demeanor has not diminished at all, which really makes the old man envious."

"Hehe, as an old friend who hasn't seen me for many years, I don't know if it's okay for the Buddha to borrow something?"

Nine Nightmare's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the golden lotus under the old monk's seat, and asked with a smile.

(End of chapter)