cross the villain

Chapter 707: The Hand of the True Buddha
"Are you going to work hard?"

Qin Jiuge's pupils shrank. Deep in his heart, instead of being afraid, there was an inexplicable surge of excitement, and a fighting spirit burned in his chest.

"Amitabha!"

At such a juncture, the Maha Buddha calmed down instead, clasped his hands together, and changed his previous gloomy and cold in an instant.

But Qin Jiuge knew that this was nothing more than burying the terrifying killing intent in his heart, and the Maha Buddha in this state was even more dangerous.

As his Buddha's name sounded, the pure Buddha's light slowly lit up, followed by a kind of invisible and inaudible supreme energy, which came from the void and poured into the body of the Mahā Buddha.

To be precise, it poured into his palm.

"Summon? Empowerment?"

Qin Jiuge's pupils suddenly shrank again.

Such scenes are not uncommon, most of them borrow the power of another existence through some kind of secret technique, and have stronger power in a short period of time. Such a secret technique is not uncommon even in the world of Taixu.

However, you must know that the person who performed such a secret technique in front of him is a real saint!

And who can be borrowed by a saint, who is there in the whole world?
Only those two!
And now who it is is already ready to be revealed!

"careful!"

At the moment, Qin Jiuge sent a voice transmission, signaling the big murderer to be careful.

"Roar!"

The latter is also growling, his mind is in chaos, but he can still feel that terrible sense of crisis, and his whole body is growling uneasily...

Suddenly, Maha Buddha spoke softly, as if introducing to Qin Jiuge and the big murderer: "Next, the technique of this Buddha is called... Tathagata God's Palm, which is theoretically equivalent to a hand of a real Buddha, although it is only a hand of a real Buddha. In theory, but..."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Jiuge lightly: "Since you can ignore the main god and stir up such a storm in the Immortal Lin Pure Land, you should understand the meaning of the true Buddha, right?"

"A hand of the true Buddha..."

Hearing this, Qin Jiuge was shocked.

He had never met those two true saints in the legend, and he didn't know how strong those two were, but he knew that the so-called main god was just the creation of those two existences, and it was evident from this.

Of course, Qin Jiuge didn't really believe what Mahā Buddha said was equivalent to suppressing with one hand of the real Buddha, otherwise...he didn't have to play.

After all, no matter what, Maha Buddha is just a so-called false saint, and the power he can erupt can never surpass Qin Jiuge's cognition.

At that moment, Qin Jiuge suddenly aroused all the energy in his body, regardless of the injuries in his body, and poured all the energy into the bronze coffin above his head crazily.

Boom!

On the other side, the immemorial villain who has never known what defense is, is also bursting out with monstrous energy at this moment, which cannot be induced.

"In that case, then accept my technique."

Maha Buddha said softly, and then the palm full of mysterious energy slowly slapped out:

"Buddha's Palm!"

After the voice fell, time and space seemed to stop running, only a giant palm descended from the sky...

thump!
thump!
thump!
At this moment, everything is far away from Qin Jiuge, his six senses are completely deprived, he can't feel everything outside, only the beating in his chest is clearly audible, it seems to be a slow motion in a previous life movie...

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Qin Jiuge bit the tip of his tongue. Stimulated by the slightly sweet blood, Qin Jiuge's Lingtai regained some clarity, and everything around him reappeared in his world just now.

"Bronze coffin!"

Suddenly, Qin Jiuge roared angrily, forcibly controlled the bronze coffin, and crazily threw it towards the sky, as if turning into a green dragon, with a kind of lonely courage to fight to the death, going forward without hesitation!
"Roar!"

On the other side, surrounded by monstrous devilish energy, the wings of the great vicious statue trembled and turned into a stream of black light, almost blasting towards the suppressing giant hand together with the bronze coffin!
Boom!

Qin Jiuge only felt a roar in his ears, and then...

It is black in front of my eyes!
……

I don't know how long it took before his consciousness gradually returned to Qin Jiuge's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Um?!"

Startled, he opened his eyes suddenly.

With such a simple movement, Qin Jiuge felt boundless pain rushing from his limbs like a tide, and his whole body seemed to be experiencing Ling Chi!

"Hmph!" At that moment, Qin Jiuge groaned.

Opening his eyes, what he saw was the familiar blue color, and the bronze coffin was quietly suspended above Qin Jiuge's head, with blue lights falling down to protect it.

However, at this moment, the light emanating from the bronze coffin was unprecedentedly dim, as if it would disappear at any moment.

He was connected with the bronze coffin, and he could even feel an overwhelmed whine.

Apparently, this sacred artifact was severely damaged during the battle.

Enduring the terrible pain, Qin Jiuge turned his head and saw the big murderer standing not far from him, still exuding that unruly aura, but at the moment it was quite horrible.

At this moment, one of the pair of heavenly knife-like wings was broken, and only one remained hanging on the back. Half of the body had disappeared, revealing a hideous wound, dark green blood was flowing crazily, and the void was buzzing. "Zi" twisted, obviously the dark green blood was highly poisonous and had an overwhelming stench.

What's even more frightening is that the loss of vitality outside his body at this moment has reached a level that can be called terrifying. Maybe it won't be long before it really returns to ashes!
Qin Jiuge's eyes continued to spread slowly, catching the figure of Mahā Buddha not far away.

At this moment, the latter was sitting cross-legged in the void, his face was like golden paper, and bead-sized beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead...

For the existence of the Saint Realm, this is absolutely inconceivable, and its only explanation...

It was that secret technique that put too much pressure on him and suffered backlash!

"It seems that I just fell into a coma for a moment..."

Qin Jiuge judged the situation in an instant, recovered a little bit of vitality, and struggled to stand up.

In such a process, almost every cell in his body was collapsing, unable to bear it.

However, Qin Jiuge's eyes were extremely bright, and the terrifying killing intent was about to condense into reality, locking on to the Maha Buddha sitting cross-legged in the void, like a beast from the wild, locking on his prey!
Sensing Qin Jiuge's killing intent, no matter whether it was the ancient great murderer or Mahā Buddha, they all paused and their movements came to a standstill.

No longer looking at Mahā Buddha, Qin Jiuge turned his head, looked at the miserable ancient evil, and said in a shy voice:
"No matter what means you use, what price you pay..."

After a pause, he pointed to the Mahā Buddha and said word by word:

"kill him!"

Between the words, killing intent filled the sky!
(End of this chapter)