Fernando Valley City was once the capital of a country and a world-famous tourist destination, full of charming exotic customs.

The religion, culture and spinach industry here are all world-famous gold-selling caves.

Even Xia Guo, several recent movies that have achieved outstanding performance were all shot here.

After the emergence of Nanhai Buddhism, Fernando Valley, which was already quite religious, completely became the base camp of Nanhai Buddhism.

Here, no, in the entire place controlled by Buddhism in the South China Sea, everyone is religious, everyone is tonsured, and everyone is bald.

After being specially waxed, when the sun shines, dazzling bald heads are everywhere on the street.

Nanhai Mingwang Buddha, who was seriously injured and coughing up blood, fled all the way back here and rushed into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall that he had spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build.

Its vast area and level of luxury are comparable to those of a royal palace.

Every wall, every brick, every pillar and beam is engraved with a large number of Buddhist paintings, famous ones, unknown ones, those who have become Buddhas, those who have not become Buddhas, everything you want.

Seeing King Ming Buddha suddenly appearing in front of them, the enlightened monks and monk soldiers who were in charge of guarding the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall were surprised. They quickly gathered around and asked with a touch of fear and fear: "The great King Buddha, the ruler of this world. , the leader of Nanhai Buddhism, the leader of the Buddhist kingdom on earth promised by the Buddha, what’s wrong with you?”

"What kind of evil could hurt you like this?"

"Did the army really rebel?"

At this moment, Nanhai Mingwang Buddha no longer looked as powerful as a king. The king-like skin color slowly faded away from his body, and soon he returned to his original appearance, his face was as pale as paper, and he kept coughing up blood.

Even older than before he set off.

If the Mingwang Buddha who left here to go to the front line was still a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, he was in the prime of life.

So what is coming back now is an old man in his eighties or nineties, with the fire of life like a candle in the wind!

His transformation is frightening.

Ming Wang Fo took a strong breath and blocked the blood and internal organs he kept coughing up in his throat.

Time was running out and he had to make arrangements as soon as possible.

Although his divine foot power is fast, the enemy will soon be chasing him.

If you don't make targeted arrangements quickly, you will really be close to death!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the serious injuries in his body, and said in an extremely old voice: "The enemy of the Buddha is coming!"

"He is the immortal of the Xia Kingdom, he is the destroyer of the Papal Kingdom, he is the blasphemer of God, he is the devil walking in the world, and he is the incarnation of the Demon King of Six Desires!"

"He knew that I was saving the world under the will of the Buddha. He was dissatisfied and wanted to drag the entire world into purgatory, so he plotted to kill me... I need you to block him and buy me some time to heal."

"Don't worry, I am the first direct disciple of the Buddha. Even if you die heroically in the battle against the enemies of the Buddha, your souls can ascend to the Western Paradise and listen to the sermons of the Buddhas every day!"

Seeing the miserable state of the Ming King Buddha, who had conquered the world in the past and had never been defeated, the monks at the scene were a little hesitant.

It was not that he was afraid of death, but that he had some doubts about the promise given by King Ming Buddha.

I remember that King Ming Buddha previously preached that he was the fourth disciple besides Master Xuanzang, Ananda, and Kassapa.

Why have you become the number one disciple now?

Can you still trust this guy?

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