I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

Ding Li only felt that his nose was gone, he had no smell, he didn't even have the feeling of smelling the air, and his breathing became difficult.

The expression was a little surprised.

Sha Jia's eyes showed complacency, and he asked, "What? Did you realize that you regretted it? It's already too late!"

"Late? Not necessarily."

Ding Li answered, "Hey, Shaka, do you think the Pope's power is justice?"

"Yes, justice without power is pale, vain, and the groan of the powerless."

Shaka answered simply.

"Very well, then if I have enough power, will you also feel that I am the embodiment of justice?"

Ding Li asked again: "Will you surrender to me?"

Shaka did not answer directly: "I, Shaka, have been able to distinguish between good and evil since I was a child. There is no absolute good or absolute evil in this world. The two are always interdependent."

"But you are different. In my eyes, you are chaotic, unpredictable, unpredictable, and even acting crazy. The so-called impermanence and disorder of cause and effect. What you do is unpredictable, which makes me feel scared."

Ding Lizhi rolled his eyes: "It scares you? It sounds like you're praising me, but you're calling me mentally ill in disguise."

"I've said it several times. Pope Saga is the one who is schizophrenic. You insist on counting me in. Is there any end?"

"It's useless to talk too much, the third sense is deprived, taste!"

Shaka didn't intend to argue, and put away his right ring finger.

As soon as the words fell, Ding Li felt that his tongue was gone. Not only did he not have any sense of taste, he couldn't taste any taste, he couldn't even speak, and became a mute.

"Tombkeeper Ding Li, it's too late."

"I'm very sorry, you are very strong, I'm afraid you have reached the pinnacle of the golden saints of all generations, maybe your combat power is not inferior to the Pope, but you are too unlucky to meet Virgo Shaka!"

"Deprivation of the fourth sense, hearing!"

Shaka said and put away his little finger.

Ding Li's ears could no longer hear the slightest sound, everything around him became dead silent, and the whole world was disappearing.

"With the last sense of touch left, you become a living corpse with only a beating heart."

Shaka paused for a moment, sighed slightly, and finally retracted his right thumb, making his right palm completely into a fist.

"Fifth sense, tactile deprivation!"

In an instant, Ding Li's only feeling about himself disappeared.

The surroundings became pitch black, dead silence, and nothingness, and I also became an existence of nothingness, and I couldn't feel anything.

Is this deprivation of the five senses?

It turned out that he ignored all his defenses, and the crystal robe and star-absorbing method were useless.

Quite interesting.

However, I can still feel the surrounding things after I unleash my thoughts, just like switching to another picture, like the original colorful world has changed to a black and white world.

Sha Jia's clenched fist did not let go, and seemed to be aware of it: "For you, I am still not at ease, then deprive one more sense, deprive the sixth sense!"

Golden light bloomed in his eyes, and his fists bloomed with brilliance, and he swung them suddenly.

As a result, Ding Li's thought power was also blocked, and he couldn't perceive anything.

This time it became a real living corpse.

Shaka looked at Ding Li who was standing motionless and lifeless, and shook his head slightly: "Goodbye, grave guard Ding Li... let's go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss!"

Yes, Ding Li at this moment is almost like a corpse, only his heart is beating.

Shaka walked towards the outside of the Virgin's Palace, preparing to ask someone to collect the body, because the person who was deprived of his six senses would gradually lose his physical skills, so it could be said that he was already dead.

"Hehe, Tianwu Baolun is nothing more than that!"

A strong fluctuation of a small universe turned into a sound, which exploded in Shaka's mind, and an extremely strong small universe fluctuation appeared on Ding Li behind him.

Sha Jia turned his head suddenly, and saw crackling sounds coming from Ding Li's body. On his otherwise robust body, there were lumps of muscles like steel bars, and the small universe exploded with the collision of muscles!

A tyrannical muscular man appeared in front of Shaka like an ancient beast.

Domineering, fierce, stalwart, like a god descending to earth!

###Chapter 134 Ding Li's Mark, Virgo's Fury###

This……

A look of shock appeared on Shaka's usually cold face, and his small cherry mouth was slightly opened.

His blue eyes looked at the muscular man in front of him in horror.

The other party is not only physically fit and has well-developed chest muscles, but also the small universe emanating from his body makes him feel a strong sense of oppression.

This small universe with extreme aggression is no longer enough to be described as vigorous, but an indescribable majesty.

If the small universe that Ding Li showed just now is like a river flowing endlessly, at this moment his small universe is like a sea surging like a tide, rushing over the surface, making people unable to breathe.

It is hard to imagine that a human being has such a powerful seven-sense microcosm.

At this time, the Tianwu treasure wheel shattered!

Huge cracks appeared in the space created by the Tianwu Treasure Wheel, and it continued to shatter. The phantom of the Buddha dissipated, and the tremors of the Sanskrit sound also dissipated until the surroundings returned to their original state.

Shaka's face was very pale.

Tianwu Baolun can only suppress opponents who are about the same level as your own small universe, or whose small universe is lower than yourself, but if the opponent's small universe is a bit higher than him, Tianwu Baolun will not be able to deprive the opponent of perception, or even have no effect.

Now Ding Li has recovered his six senses, and looked at Sha Jia with clear eyes. With a wave of his hand, a crystal robe emerged from his body, isolating his own small universe fluctuations.

"Sorry, let you see my original physique."

"My strength and physique attributes are too much, but the attributes of the small universe are more. In order to hide the small universe, I hide most of the small universe in the muscles."

"Every muscle now contains a huge amount of microcosms, but too much muscle will affect the appearance. After all, I am a man who pays attention to his image." [Too many old iron complaints made my dream of a big muscle tyrant shattered oo]

"The small universe when I fought with you before is about [-]% of what it is now."

There was an evil smile on the corner of Ding Li's mouth, he bent his arms, and made a pose to show his muscles: "I still have a big move that is useless, do you want to use it? It will definitely make you nirvana."

"No, you can pass through the Virgo Palace."

Shaka shivered, but his expression was flat.

I tried my best, and I didn't want to continue fighting with an invisible monster.

Buddha said: All things go with the flow, can not be forced.

And this guy actually knew the weakness of Tianwu Baolun, which was clearly a test of his own strength on purpose to show him his muscles.

"Oh? I thought you would fight to the death for the Pope."

Ding Li laughed.

Shaka opened his mouth: "Compared to the Pope, I value justice more. Only those with power can implement and implement justice, that's all."

"Oh?"

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World-Honored One, Ksitigarbha, Prajna Bama!"

Ding Li clasped his hands together, and suddenly recited the words of Buddhism, and a golden Buddhist light appeared on his body, and a small golden sun appeared behind his head, just like a Buddha.

"what"

Sha Jia was extremely familiar, and seeing the Buddha's light blooming on the opponent's body, he couldn't help feeling horrified and inexplicable.

"To tell you the truth, I am the reincarnation of Dawei Tianlong Buddha in the West. My Dharma name is Fahai. My duty is to subdue demons and eliminate demons. I am a chivalrous man. I have traveled to the western world and found that evil is pervasive and smoky here. Therefore, I am here to clear up the evil here. Amitabha……"

Ding Libao has a solemn appearance and a pious and holy face, just like a Buddha who has attained enlightenment.

"Are you also the reincarnation of the Buddha?"

Sha Jia was startled and couldn't help asking in surprise.

"That's right, for the sake of Buddha's reincarnation, can you lend me Muluanzi's rosary?"

Ding Li stretched out his hand suddenly.

Shaka's face suddenly became gloomy, and a drop of embarrassing cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Good guy, he acted so well that he almost believed in his Dawei Tianlong Buddha.

He simply shook his head: "Mu Luanzi's rosary is related to jihad, I can't lend it out, and I won't even show it to you." Note【1】

"And... I feel that you have bad intentions."

"Even if you want to kill me, I won't give it to you."

That's too much, Shaka-san.

It's fine if you don't borrow it, and you don't even show it, although I intend to borrow it and not return it, you are too stingy.

Does this mean that I don't believe that monk Fahai is the reincarnation of Dawei Tianlong?

Okay, after I bury the old man Tonghu in the cemetery, I will show you what is called Dawei Tianlong and Prajna Buddhas!

"Then give me some clothes. I just tore my clothes, and now I'm naked and chilly. If I have pants, I'd better give them some pants. The sad thing about a bad clothes is that I don't have good pants, which consumes a lot of money."

Ding Li stretched out his hand towards the other party again, he had returned to his normal state and removed the crystal robe.

The golden light in Sha Jia's hand flickered, and a white robe emerged, which automatically flew into the opponent's hand.

"Can't you give a pair of underpants? You're really stingy. Everyone says to send the Buddha to the West, but you won't give it halfway. Hey, you are also the reincarnation of the Buddha. Don't you even understand this truth?"

"Walking back and forth, I feel very uncomfortable."

Putting on the white robe, Ding Li complained.

"I don't have pants that big."

Sha Jia only felt hot eyes, as if he had seen an existence more terrifying than Shura Hell, so he simply closed his eyes, chose to ignore it, and didn't want to talk to this guy.

At this time Ding Li took a few steps forward, simply lifted his white robe, put his hands on his hands, bent his legs, aimed, and opened the gate to release the water.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wipe out the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure is turned around, and the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times..."

Ding Li sang while sprinkling water, and the momentum was really like the rolling water of the Yangtze River, endless.