I stack buffs in a weird world!

The Nightmare Buddha shuttled through the barriers of various realms with a gloomy face.

He couldn't figure out how Zhang Yang could take away his Nightmare Buddha Holy Bone.

It turned out that two thousand years ago, he used despicable means to seal Moruoduo, the thirteenth disciple of Medicine King Buddha.

The Nightmare Buddha Holy Bone was forged with the essence of Moruoduo's flesh and bones.

It was also the foundation for him to become a Buddha.

Unexpectedly, it was taken away by that kid quietly.

Not only that, the cursed black flame carried by the Nightmare Buddha Holy Bone was also taken away.

"You wait... After I finish the matter, I will definitely grind you to ashes!"

The Nightmare Buddha was filled with hatred.

But there was no way now. Once Moruoduo escaped, he would be the one to escape.

With the cassock on his body, the Nightmare Buddha kept shuttling through various realms.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and he frowned slightly, looking at the turbulent space in front of him.

"Why is there a spatial turbulence here? It was fine when I came here..."

The Nightmare Buddha took a few steps back with some uncertainty and returned to the previous realm, which was an uninhabited desert.

He tried to pass through the barrier again, but the spatial turbulence still existed.

At this time, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"No way, could it be that...

I'm lost!?"

It immediately realized that it was very likely that it had lost the blessing of the holy bones, which led to this.

He hated Zhang Yang even more in his heart.

It took a long time to calm down, and he closed his eyes slightly and began to sense the direction of the Nightmare Buddha Temple.

He turned and walked to the side.

After a while, the Nightmare Buddha looked speechlessly at a land of thunder and lightning.

"You bastard, I swear to kill you!"

The Nightmare Buddha who lost the Nightmare Buddha's holy bones was not only unlucky, but also lost his original blessing.

......

"Gurgle..."

Ming Xing's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and he felt a series of tremors under his body.

"Huh? What's going on?"

He has been here for less than a day, and he has already recovered to his peak.

Now he is trying to use the Buddha power dissipated by that thing to condense the holy bones in his body, but he didn't expect something strange to happen.

'Hehe... Junior, your Nightmare Buddha has an accident, and this seal formation can't hold out for too long.

Now is your best chance to change your flag, don't miss it! '

A strange voice appeared in Ming Xing's mind again.

He quickly sat cross-legged and chanted the Heart Purification Mantra to prevent the man from invading his mind.

'Hehe... Do you think I'm lying to you? If you don't believe it, send a message to the Nightmare Buddha and see if he can still respond to you? '

Seeing that Ming Xing ignored him, the man didn't get angry, and continued to bewitch him.

"Hmph, demon, don't mess with my mind!"

Ming Xing snorted coldly, still as still as a mountain.

'Haha... demon? Hehehe... that Nightmare Buddha is the demon. When I get out of this predicament, I will destroy the entire Nightmare Buddha Temple.

Junior, as long as you let me go, I will not only let you go, but also take you to the Medicine King Hall, and then you will be a disciple of the Medicine King Buddha.

Speaking of which, isn't it more famous than this shitty Nightmare Buddha Temple? '

'Junior, let me out, I will give you unexpected benefits, and even help you become a Nightmare Buddha. '

'Junior, do you want to consider it? This world is bigger than you think, why waste time in this pond. '

'Junior...'

The sound transmission harassed Ming Xing all the time, making it impossible for him to calm down and practice.

It was inevitable that he would feel a little irritable after a long time.

This sudden irritability made him angry and wanted to smash the Buddha statue.

"Shut up, I told you to shut up!"

Ming Xing's eyes were red, veins on his forehead were bulging, and an evil aura lingered all over his body.

But the voice transmission did not stop, and it kept chattering like a fly.

'Young man, there is no future for you to follow the Nightmare Buddha. He himself does not even have the fruit position, let alone you? '

'Come on. Give up this hopeless road...'

'A thousand years later, you will be glad for your decision now...'

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, I told you to shut up!"

Ming Xing shouted and started to punch wildly.

He kept rolling inside the flesh and blood Buddha statue, trying to get rid of the devil's voice.

But everything seemed in vain, Ming Xing's soul had been completely destroyed.

The whole person started to go completely crazy.

"Haha... become a Buddha!"

"Hehe... Buddha, I am Buddha."

"Nightmare Buddha, I am Nightmare Buddha."

"Kill... Haha... They are all mine, kill!"

"..."

'Yes, yes, as long as you break the seal, they are all yours, becoming a Buddha is not just a dream.

Quickly... Just destroy the Pu under your feet... Well, where are you going? Come back...'

Ming Xing, who was completely crazy, could not hear anything, and the whole person was straightThen the bloody Buddha statue burst out.

At this time, the monks of the Nightmare Buddhist Temple heard the noise and ran out one after another.

"Brother Mingxing?"

"What happened to Brother Mingxing?"

Mingxing's eyes were red, and his monk robe was tattered and stained with blood from the bloody Buddha statue.

The whole person was like a madman.

"Brother Mingxing..."

A disciple of the Nightmare Buddhist Temple approached cautiously and asked.

Mingxing raised his head and grinned, revealing his bloody teeth, "Mine, all mine, you can't take it..."

His figure flashed and he came directly to the disciple, grabbed his arm and struggled out.

Both arms were torn off, and the man screamed in pain.

The faces of the others suddenly changed, and they looked at Mingxing in shock.

"Brother Mingxing, you are crazy!"

"No, Mingxing is probably possessed by a demon!"

"Everyone, hurry up and control him!"

The leading monk shouted anxiously.

The other monks looked at each other and immediately attacked, with countless Buddha palms hitting Mingxing.

However, Mingxing was not hurt at all when the Buddha palms came.

"I have become a Buddha and a patriarch, and you dare to take my position. Go to hell!"

Mingxing stood in the dark corner, staring at the people who called him brothers in front of him like a devil.

The black Buddha power in his hand overflowed, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent and madness.

He disappeared directly on the spot with a step, and the big-headed monk and others could not even see his figure.

Before the monk in the front could react, his head exploded like a watermelon, and blood gushed out from the broken end. He fell to the ground and convulsed and died before he could scream.

"How could it be? Mingxing's strength..."

Big-headed monk and others widened their eyes in horror, looking incredulous.

Although Mingxing was the strongest among the second-generation disciples of Nightmare Buddha Temple, his strength was limited. How could he kill his junior brother of the same realm in seconds?

This was simply incredible!

Now everyone realized that Mingxing's strength had skyrocketed, and they could no longer deal with him together.

Just as they were about to flee, they found that the retreat had been blocked by Mingxing at some point.

"Hehehe... Hehehe... If you want to take my position, how can I let you leave so easily."

Mingxing drooled and looked at the monks nervously.

The monks looked gloomy, and the big-headed monk said, "There is no way out. Why don't we all come together? Even so many people can kill him!"

Hearing this, the monks looked at the main hall, gritted their teeth, and said, "Go!"

Mingxing's face showed bloodthirstiness, and his figure kept shuttling among the crowd.

Every time he raised his hand, someone fell down, screaming one after another.

Someone tried to attack, but he easily broke his arm, and then he grabbed the other person's heart.

He didn't have time to use his magic.

In a moment, the ground was full of corpses, blood flowed like a river, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The big-headed monk covered his broken arm with his right hand, and despair appeared on his face.

He didn't know why Mingxing's strength had skyrocketed, and he wanted to kill them.

Mingxing smiled and walked forward with his head tilted, and pushed out with his palm...

Everything returned to silence, leaving only Mingxing standing in the middle of the pile of corpses...