"But I didn't expect that you would be mad and kill so many disciples of my Buddhism, and waste all my hard work. The Heartless Great Zen Master gritted his teeth and said.

I said...... I didn't kill them, do you believe it?" the Thousand Hands Killing Heart looked helpless, and his handsome face showed a painful struggle.

Believe it?

He wanted to believe it, but the reality is, he didn't believe it either.

People died at his hands, but he had to believe that he didn't kill anyone, and this kind of inner torment and torture gave him time to feel that he was not a human being, a ghost or a ghost.

The demons in the heart, it's terrible.

"Do you believe it?" said the Heartless Great Zen Master, "I saw them die at your hands with my own eyes. I will never forget that scene in my life, so many disciples of Buddhism, they are so good to you, you have hollowed out their hearts. In your eyes, what other vicious means are there? Demon demons are demon demons, and they will not change their dead nature. ”

"What are you talking about?" An elder of the demon clan stood up angrily, pointed at the Heartless Great Zen Master and said coldly, "Dead bald donkey, keep your mouth clean." Insult my demon family, I will destroy your Buddhism. ”

"Sit down!" the Thousand Hands Killing Heart suddenly scolded, "To the Buddha, you must respect." Do you understand?"

"Son......," the elder cried dissatisfied.

"I said, you have to respect Buddhism, understand?" Thousand-handed Murderous Heart spoke in a sharp tone, with a hint of murderous aura.

The elder shuddered and said, "Yes, Shizi, I remember. He sat back indignantly, looking at the Heartless Great Zen Master with resentful eyes.

The Thousand Hands Killing Heart looked at the Heartless Great Zen Master again, his eyes showed painful struggle and helplessness, he was silent for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "The scene that people see with their eyes may not be the truth of the matter. Buddhism says that good and evil coexist in people, perhaps, what you see is nothing more than my evil side, but now I am on the good side. What does it matter to those who kill for the sake of evil?"

"Whether it is for evil or for good, He is in your heart. The Heartless Great Zen Master roared angrily, and the golden Buddha light rose to the sky, spread in the wind, and then fell on his body again.

Hearing the explosion of the bones of the Heartless Great Zen Master, his body directly skyrocketed by more than a zhang.

The body of the Heartless Great Zen Master was already tall, but at this time, it suddenly skyrocketed, and the whole person looked five meters tall, and the thin Thousand Hands Killing Heart became even smaller.

Bang!

The Heartless Great Zen Master took a step, and a crack opened in the ground.

This crack spreads out, as if to split the top of Kunshan in two.

Zong Xi immediately ordered the disciples of Confucianism to lay out a formation and protect the top of Kunlun Mountain first.

The power of Buddhism - the power of the Golden Buddha.

Cultivating to the extreme, it can really ruin this Kunlun Mountain Peak.

Thousands of hands of murderous hearts folded their hands, recited the sentence "Amitabha", and stood there quietly without moving.

Bang.

The Heartless Great Zen Master smashed a fist on the body of the Thousand Hands Killing Heart, directly knocking the Thousand Hands Killing Heart out twenty meters away, and before the Thousand Hands Killing Heart got up, he arrived in front of the Thousand Hands Killing Heart in an instant, and pressed the Thousand Hands Killing Heart to the ground with his right hand, and pressed the Thousand Hands Killing Heart to the ground.

"Shizi ......" The masters of the demon clan did not resist when they saw the killing intent of a thousand hands, and they all stood up in shock, their faces were full of fear, and some of them had already flown behind the Heartless Great Zen Master, as long as the Heartless Great Zen Master made a move, they would not hesitate to kill him.

"Stand down. The Thousand Hands Killing Heart scolded, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

What should be repaid is always to be returned.

He killed a Buddhist disciple, whether it was a person who killed for the face of evil, or a helpless act for the face of good, his body had to bear all the responsibility.

Life, and it takes life to pay off debts.

"Do you think I'll forgive you for doing this? I'll let you go? Dream!" The Heartless Great Zen Master shouted angrily, raised his huge fist, and smashed it down on the head of the Thousand Hands Murderous Heart.

This punch is enough to kill a thousand hands.

Bang!

Yuan Li drummed, the blowing ground fluttered, and the huge stones were hit by the aftermath of Yuan Li, and turned into powder in an instant.

Fortunately, the disciples of Confucianism laid out a defensive formation, otherwise, this fluctuating Yuan Force alone would be enough to destroy the top of Kunlun Mountain.

The left hand of the Thousand Hands Killing Heart held the right fist of the Heartless Great Zen Master, and then, his expression began to change, his eyes that were originally clear became bewitching and red, and the depths of his eyes were no longer innocent, rolling with a violent murderous and vicious aura.

The momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, overshadowing the Heartless Great Zen Master. The manic Yuan Force was released, shaking back the tall Heartless Great Zen Master.

In the midst of life and death, his evil thoughts prevailed, his good heart was repulsed, and the demon took shape.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, the Great Zen Master's cultivation is still like this, and there is no progress at all!" The Thousand Hands Killing Heart slowly stood up, and the demonic energy on his body covered the sky and the sun.

"You've finally exploded. The Heartless Great Zen Master laughed.

The Thousand Hands Killing Heart Quacked and laughed, his handsome face was hideous and terrifying, his breath changed completely, and he said coldly: "Don't you want to see my strength? Demon Flame!"

One after another, the cold dark power emanated from the body of the Thousand Hands Killing Heart, like the tentacles of an octopus, spreading in all directions.

A moment later, with the Thousand Hands Killing Heart as the center, the space within 100 meters completely turned into a pitch-black world.

From a distance, it looks like a huge black sphere with a diameter of 100 meters, suspended in the void on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

The black sphere, emitting a biting chill, caused a thick layer of ice to form on the ground, and the boulders, trees, and lakes near the summit were all covered with ice crystals.

"Boom!"

The black sphere crushed towards the Heartless Great Zen Master.

The Heartless Great Zen Master snorted coldly, raised his huge fist, and his whole body exuded a dazzling golden light, and a pair of pupils seemed to be burning.

He wants the divine power of Buddhism, to break the magic of killing hearts with a thousand hands.

"Break it for me!"

He jumped to his feet, swung his fists, and slammed them straight through.

The black ball of light, a hundred meters in diameter, was concave downward and kept shaking.

With a bang, the black ball of light was smashed in half by the huge fist.

"Boom!"

The Heartless Great Zen Master fell back to the ground, stepped on two deep footprints on the stone slab, and stood behind the Thousand Hands Killing Heart, the golden light on his body gradually dissipated.

The ground was all torn apart with a diameter of 50 meters, leaving a crack more than 50 meters long, the boulder turned into rubble, and the rich trees were directly torn and torn apart, and all the branches fell to the ground.

The power of a punch is earth-shattering.

The power of Buddhism is really powerful.

But before everyone could cheer, the Heartless Great Zen Master roared, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the huge body slowly fell, and blood oozed from all over the body.

As for the Thousand Hands Killing Heart, his face was extremely pale, the charm in his eyes was a lot darker, and there was blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the injuries he suffered were not much lighter than those of the Heartless Great Zen Master.

This battle, after all, is a lose-lose situation.