Between the two of them, this piece of chaos continued to evolve.

Again and again, surging in this chaos.

And between the superposition of this power, the chaos is slowly divided into several parts.

The forces in each part are in conflict with each other.

Under the influence of these different forces, this dead and silent chaos has evolved into a change similar to that of mountains, rivers and earth.

Between the mountains, rivers and the earth, there are wind and clouds blowing around.

There are rivers that meander slowly.

And between this meandering and flickering, the figures of Lin Jiu and Shakyamuni were pushed, slowly moving closer to a place—it was the 'return to ruins' evolved from the current semi-chaotic state.

It is the ultimate of everything between heaven and earth.

Naturally, the figures of Lin Jiu and Shakyamuni will flow into this ruins between these changes.

When he noticed this change, Lin Jiu even let go of his thoughts about investigating the cause of this change, and only put all his attention in front of him.

- Soon, it will be time to decide life and death.

……

"Shakyamuni!" I don't know how long it took, when Lin Jiu was pushed by this chaotic mountain and river, and was almost about to fall into the ruins, there was finally a little abnormality in his perception.

In the chaotic qi that flowed like water, there was a little eternal and immovable vitality, which came with the chaotic qi.

And in this semi-chaotic world, the only life is him and Shakyamuni.

As a result, Lin Jiu's eyes suddenly opened.

In the sleeve of his coat, a little light appeared, and it directly turned into a longbow.

The next moment, Lin Jiu pulled the longbow away without hesitation.

Shakyamuni, who was pointed at by the longbow and was still waiting for Lin Jiu to kill, also opened his eyes.

Lin Jiu's response was a little unexpected - who would have thought that Lin Jiu, the demon emperor, the master of the demon clan, and the natural desolate alien species, would not choose to believe in his own body in this most critical battle, but to take it from the blade?

What's even more infuriating is that this blade is actually a bow and arrow!

No matter how fast he struck, it was impossible for him to cross the distance between the bow and arrow and fall into Lin Jiu's hands.

What's more, that's nothing else.

It's a bow and arrow!

Bow and arrow!

Shakyamuni sighed.

He never imagined that the final blow to each other would end in this form.

It contains so many elements.

Demon Clan.

Wicans.

Qi training.

Refining.

Door.

Buddhism.

Bow and arrow.

Big day.

But the ridiculous thing is:

At this time, it was the demon emperor of the demon clan who pulled out the bow and arrow.

And what was pointed at by the bow and arrow was him, the current Buddha who had comprehended the method of refining the body of the Wu clan, and the great sun was coming!

In the dark, this scene seems to be the Taitian Emperor of the Demon Clan, in the ancient flood era, looking at his fallen nine sons, and the corpses of his nine sons, he opened his longbow and shot an arrow into the void.

And the arrow in the void was across the infinite time and space and the endless chaos, and fell at this time.

The creepy feeling exploded in Shakyamuni's heart.

Under this unparalleled sense of crisis, his golden body seems to be difficult to maintain.

And the next moment, Shakyamuni suppressed all the distracting thoughts.

"That's what I want!" He said to himself.

"I am the present Buddha, Shakyamuni!"

"At the helm now, I am invincible."

"If you want to refine the false into the true, and set foot in Daluo, there should be this, and the past, present, and future are in one place."

"Heaven and earth are one."

"A blow to all grievances since the beginning of the world."

"This kind of thing is worthy of being called the calamity of my refining and falsification!"

"Talent is worthy of being a stepping stone for me to achieve Daluo."

"Let's see if this so-called established death can take away my name of Shakyamuni!"

He clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha horn, and then he threw a punch.

After a punch, his golden body collapsed directly.

Everything in his body is integrated into this punch.

Under this punch, chaos surged, showing a groundbreaking appearance.

Under this punch, the real and the void are reversed.

This is to crush fate, to grind out a possible punch from between all the impossible.

After Shakyamuni gave up everything and fused everything into the invincible fist, the influence from the Maitreya Buddha was also completely refined in the burning of this mighty day.

Traces that belong to the Buddhist gate.

Traces of the Dharma of the Third World.

and traces of the ancient Buddha that burned the lamp.

There are also traces of Maitreya Buddha.

All disappeared under the mighty sun.

Under the mighty sun, it is not the third Buddha Shakyamuni.

And only, now the Buddha Shakyamuni!

The past and the future have been completely discarded.

Even the time and space that formed a ring were broken by him on his own.

After burning the past and the future, in that great day, only the present that belongs to Shakyamuni remains!

This is the real thing, something that belongs to Shakyamuni.

Don't look to the past.

Don't ask about the future.

Everything is only in the moment!

At this moment, the 'providence' formed by countless coincidences was completely crushed under this punch.

In other words, it was this punch that directly hit the providence that belonged to Shakyamuni.

In the same way, under such a punch, Lin Jiu still maintained the action of drawing the bow.

The longbow in his hand was fully drawn in front of him.

In the distance, Shakyamuni's punch has already turned into a mighty day.

What bloomed in the light of the great sun was the origin that the original Maitreya Buddha had taken from Lin Jiu's body.

Under this same origin, all the defenses on Lin Jiu's body turned into nothingness.

His whole body burned in the light of the great sun.

Flesh, bones.

Spirit, soul.

But even so, Lin Jiu still only drew the longbow full, but did not trigger.

He's still waiting!

Because even now, he can't detect any flaws from the mighty sun.

On this road to Daluo, this Shakyamuni is one step ahead after all.

But even so, Lin Jiu still didn't feel any discouragement.

Even though everything in him burned under the light of the great sun, he always maintained that posture of wanting to shoot.

Will it become a big Luo?

So what?

At the moment of making a move on Buddhism, the moment he stepped on Mount Meru, Lin Jiu already had an incomparable consciousness.

Not to mention that it is just an existence that will become a Da Luo, it is a real Da Luo, and Lin Jiu also has the determination to face it.

What's more, this is a desolate world!

It's a desolate world where even the real Da Luo is not allowed to act recklessly - Da Luo is like this, what about a person who will become Da Luo?