Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1198
"Do not……"

Zhang Fan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. They were extremely terrifying. His expression almost collapsed. Blood, scarlet and glaring blood flowed all over the ground. vitality.

"Do you even know what you're doing?"

Zhang Fan broke down and screamed.

"asshole!"

At the moment when the little sage of Buddhism attacked Zhang Fan just now, the little monk cut off his vitality. He seemed to be smiling, so peaceful. I don’t know if he knows what death means, or maybe he knows it better than anyone else. .

"Ji Qiye!"

Zhang Fan roared towards the sky, the roar was full of endless sadness, exhausted all the strength in his body, and wanted to call him back, it was more like a curse of outrageous hatred.

Curse you to come back to life immediately, come back to life!

"How, how?"

The sage on the Mount of Immortality is also dumbfounded at this time, his voice is trembling, and he no longer has the arrogance of controlling everything and contempt for all beings. For the first time, he felt the powerful and terrifying power of the eruption of ants. He guessed the beginning of the story, he guessed it The course of the story, but he didn't guess the ending of the story correctly. The little monk committed suicide in order to save Zhang Fan!
The last Buddhist path of Buddhism is dead!

Buddhist teachings are cut off!
And at the moment when the little monk died, the little sage of Buddhism fell directly from the holy seat. He was no longer a sage, and at that moment, his holy power would not be used by him. Because of this, it was possible for Zhang Fan to block his palm. If not, with that palm, Zhang Fan would definitely end up in ashes.

Quiet, deathly silence, not a single sound in the arena.

The little monk died, and they got their wish. Logically speaking, they should be very happy, rejoicing, and celebrating together. However, they were deeply shocked by the suicide of the little monk. Their hearts suffered unprecedented shocks, and they were speechless. Can't make a sound.

That little bhikkhu who was bleeding out...just disappeared.

For, Zhang Fan!
"Impossible, impossible, my holy body, my holy power..." The little sage of Buddhism, no, it should be Sakyamuni Buddha now, the Buddhist teachings were cut off, and he fell from the holy throne.

Falling back to the realm before attaining the sage, the half-step little sage disappeared from everyone.

He was also the first to fall from the position of saint, but this is nothing to be proud of, nor will heaven and earth send down the power of certification, and there is also the power of punishment.

"It's you, it's you..." He pointed at Zhang Fan, his face was flushed, his face was distorted and ferocious, and he looked like a wild beast that had lost its reason: "I'm going to kill you."

boom!
He rushed towards Zhang Fan desperately, Zhang Fan was indifferent, abnormally indifferent, and his heart was filled with overwhelming anger and murderous intent, it was Buddhism, he was the one who forced the little monk into thinking.

"Kill me? I'm going to tear you into pieces."

Tear!

He also mercilessly beheaded the past with a sword.

Boom, boom...

The bombing of Jiuyou Heaven and Earth continued, Sakyamuni lost his position as a little saint, his strength was not as good as before, and all his subsequent cultivation bases were above the holy body, now the holy body is gone, and he has fallen back to the half-step little saint, In terms of combat strength alone, he may not be able to catch up with the number one guardian of Buddhism who takes Dharma protection as his duty.

Under the collision, the two were thrown thousands of miles away in an instant.

Zhang Fan can be said to have all the strengths of the time, place, and people. This place is Jiuyou. Sakyamuni Buddha lost his holy position like a knife. In addition, the Buddhism is gone. Under various factors, he was oppressed by Zhang Fan, with sword after sword. , Slashed fiercely at his Buddha body.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sword light on the Buddha's body surged, and the light of his golden Buddha burst out. After the Buddhist teachings were cut off, even the power of Buddhist cultivation dropped sharply. There was a violent vibration.

At this point, Sakyamuni Buddha was completely defeated, and he was completely beaten.

"Death to me!"

The whole person turned into an incomparably violent flash of light, and his feet stepped on Sakyamuni Buddha's cheeks fiercely, his face was distorted and deformed, and the whole person flew out directly, and slammed into it fiercely. There was a dark mountain at the far end, with a whoosh sound, Zhang Fan slashed over with a sword, and even the mountain led the people together.

Buddha Sakyamuni struggled to support.

"According to the nine transformations of the sky, the transformation of ten thousand Buddhas!"

boom!
The golden body of Sakyamuni Buddha burst open, and was condensed again by the holy seed of the half-step little saint. His painful face was distorted, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Zhang Fan's terrifying eyes. mango.

Spray, his whole body was swept out.

"If this goes on, the future Underworld Emperor will surely win."

Albatross said: "Buddhist teachings are broken. Sakyamuni Buddha is no longer that lofty little saint. His end is already doomed, and Buddhism will become a thing of the past."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Flying swords shot out of Zhang Fan's body one after another, and then raised the Chongjun sword in his hand to the sky. Suddenly, sword lights burst out with dazzling sword light.

"The sky ghost disintegrates the sword array!"

Swords screamed all over the sky, ghosts roared, and the light of the sword talisman spread out in a flat circle.

"Destroy!"

Sakyamuni is no stranger to this set of sword formations. The number one protector of the Buddhist sect died under this set of sword formations that day. Dharma protector.

"No..." he yelled.

Thinking that he is the supreme Buddhist, but in the end he will be reduced to the end of the religion.

"Old friend, old friend, save me!"

At the far end there is a man from the Mountain of Immortality. No one knows his situation. He was also able to take the position of the Great Sage because of the spread of Buddhism. This Buddhist doctrine has been cut off. Is he already the Great Sage? leave.

"What about people?"

The sage on the mountain of immortality who was still standing there before disappeared.

Then a voice came from heaven:

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao, name can be named, very famous, heaven is named the beginning of heaven and earth... Whether there is cross talk, difficult and easy complement each other, long and short complement each other, high and low complement each other, sounds and sounds harmonize, and front and back follow each other. Hengye. It is because the sage does not do things, and teaches without words..."

With the sound of Lang Lang's preaching, the person from Bulaoshan completely disappeared without a trace.

The sound of preaching is like the last lament of Buddhism.

"No..." Sakyamuni looked at the direction where the saint disappeared on the Mount of Immortality, and roared in despair. He knew what would happen to him waiting for him.

Rumble!
The powerful sword array fell, and the little Buddhist sage who had existed since ancient times was crushed into powder by the sword array, and the sky was covered with golden quicksand.

Dead, completely dead!

So far, there is no Buddhism in ancient times, and it has disappeared.

Seeing the enemy ambushed, Zhang Fan appeared at the place where he died, with endless sadness in his eyes. Although this is what he wanted, if he had to choose, he would choose the second brother.

A teardrop fell from the corner of his eye: "Second brother, there will be no more Buddhism!"

"You go all the way!"

After saying this, he felt that all the strength in his body was drained.

And the bottom is boiling.The Confucian Academy is the most excited, because the Confucian Academy has benefited the most from the decline of Buddhism, but more people are concerned about the person from the Bulao Mountain: "Is his holy throne lost or not?"

The little sage of the Confucian Academy shook his head, and uttered a word after a while: "I don't know!"

"Maybe!"

Even the sage uttered such ambiguous words, but everyone believed that since Bulaoshan had been certified as a saint because of the spread of Buddhism, now that the teachings of Buddhism have been cut off, he has no reason not to fall from the position of sage.

"Congratulations to Xiaosheng, congratulations to Xiaosheng, my Confucianism will definitely flourish!"

"That's right, little sage!" Everyone in the Confucian Academy was very excited.

"Hahaha……"

The little sage of the Confucian Academy burst out laughing.

What happened today really turned a corner. I thought that the Confucian Academy would be suppressed by the sages of the Bulao Mountain and collapsed. I didn't expect the Buddhism to fall, and it fell into the hands of a young monk.

When the dust settled, people left one by one. The first to leave was the little sage of the Confucian Academy and his disciples, followed by many strong men. It can be said that they came by nature and left by whim.

Only the person who fell in the sky, the ghostly energy in the sky gathered and dispersed, and after an unknown period of time, he felt as if he was dead.

He got up and erected a monument in the ghost village, writing: The tomb of the second elder brother Ji Qiye.

He opened the ancient door and walked in. He doesn't want to think about anything now, he immerses himself in the cultivation, he takes out the water way heavenly skill and starts to practice, he tries hard to forget everything.

(End of this chapter)