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"impossible!"

The first person to be shocked was naturally the Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who was standing outside. He was thin in stature and had a kind face, exuding the compassion of our Buddha. The smile on his face had just begun to bloom brightly, but he was frozen there at the moment.

Flickered.

stunned.

Stupid.

"Amitabha, this is not true!" Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's heart trembled strongly. Even if he has achieved the status of Bodhisattva, his mind will not be shaken easily. At this moment, he still feels endless cold sweat rising from his back.

"Shh!"

He moved forward.

Use the Dharma of the practitioner.

will speed.

Expand to the extreme.

The dean of the academy also rarely tried to stop him. Samantabhadra's Taoist mind was collapsing at this time, and he was experiencing a huge inner collapse. There was no need to provoke him at this time.

After just a few steps, the distant outside world appeared directly at the border of Huangzhou. His eyes peered deeply into the fair-faced monk. He closed his eyes tightly, and the soul aura on his body was dissipating. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was moved.

The status of Buddhist disciples in Buddhism is too high.

Even the Bodhisattva, who is a quasi-emperor, just had the idea of ​​​​entering the deserted state to fish out the Buddha in exchange for his life. Now that he saw him die in front of his eyes, the strong tremor was indescribable, and a dragon emerged from his cassock. There is a willow branch in the small bottle of mutton-fat white jade, and now he is using his magic power.

"Buzz!"

When this small bottle of mutton-fat white jade enters the Huangzhou, it is reasonable to say that under the oath of the quasi-emperor, this is considered an intervention and will bear the consequences, but he can't care about this at the moment. Entering the Huangzhou and spreading every drop of life essence is extremely harmful. The precious source of life contains rich vitality.

"Boom~!"

This is broad coverage.

Ji Yuantian.

Qin Yuansheng.

When the rain and dew of the essence of life dripped in, all the tiredness and scars on his body were wiped away. The injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked at Fozi's body in shock and murmured: "It can still be saved." ?"

"Buzz!"

Because it was spread over a long distance and in a large area, the energy of the essence of life was flowing freely, and even Chu Xun benefited from it. Normally this would not be the case, but Samantabhadra Bodhisattva could no longer care about this at this moment. Either the real body entered, Or use big means to unleash the life source of Buddhism and heal the scars.

The fatigue in the body was swept away.

All around.

Those watching the battle only felt that the nectar dropped from the sky, and the dripping life essence drove away the fatigue in their bodies. They looked at the body of Buddha with a shining look and whispered: "You can't kill him!"

Buddhist disciples.

Noble status.

The future successor of Buddha.

Even if he is a direct disciple of Buddhism at this moment, how could he accidentally die in this barren land of Huangzhou, especially since this life essence is so rich that it has a high probability of resurrecting the Buddha.

"Buzz!"

With the spillage of life essence, the scars all over Buddha's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, but the broken arm was covered in a burst of blood mist, regenerating fleshy buds, and constantly growing tendons. Veins, blood vessels, bones, skin.

Blink of an eye.

Brand new arms.

back to normal.

"Terrible Buddhist methods!" Dugujue couldn't help but marvel. There is a Dharma in Buddhism called the Medicine King Dharma, which specializes in treating injuries on the body. When combined with this mutton-fat white jade vial, it can indeed have a heaven-defying effect, but he said worriedly: "Is it possible that even this can't kill the Buddha?"

He has seen it.

If the Buddha comes alive.

The Buddhist Bodhisattva will enter it at all costs, even if he perishes, he will save the life of the Buddha. At this time, he stares at the eyes and has complicated thoughts in his heart. He does not want the Buddha to be resurrected, but he also witnesses the death of an unparalleled figure. Feeling sad in front of me.

Very contradictory.

But compared to.

There are many geniuses in Jiuzhou.

These are all thoughts.

"Buzz!"

Ji Yuantian.

Qin Yuansheng.

After the two of them returned to their peak, they also shattered the formation barrier in front of them. Qin Yuansheng, in particular, returned to the terrifying place where his energy and blood boiled like wolf smoke. He had the energy to swallow up the sky, and his energy and blood were majestic and thick.

His eyes released cold electricity, and he was pacing forward, preparing to stop Chu Xun from destroying Xuanjing's nirvana.

Chu Xun glanced away from the corner of his eyes, his expression was indifferent, but his eyes were also filled with a bit of indifference. It would be strange if the people killed by him with the Qinglian sword could be resurrected, unless the Buddhist Buddha came to reverse time in person. Fish him out of the long river of time and space, but then the Buddha will probably have to bear an unimaginable price.

"How is it possible...!" Looking at the small bottle of mutton-fat white jade, it did not have any effect. Xuanjing was wearing a shabby cassock. The dust and blood stains on his face had been swept away, and he was white and clean, but his eyes were always closed. There is no more soul fluctuation in the body, and he has clearly died.

"This!"

Samantabhadra's mentality collapsed.

Despair showed on his thin face.

The dry and wrinkled palms were trembling slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Buddha, he has fallen!"

Boom~!

How dare he believe that the Buddha entrusted him with the Buddha's son, and now he died in a deserted state. He didn't even know how to face the Buddha or explain to him.

Boom...!

Pu Xian's words were like turbulent waves. Even in the deserted state, the majestic voice of mental collapse could be heard. Everyone's heart was filled with strong shock. They stared at Chu Xun and then looked at the Xuanjing corpse hanging in the void. , said in shock: "Can't even the small bottle of mutton-fat white jade save him?"

Buddhist disciples.

currently.

confirmed.

Really fallen.

There is no way to recover.

Qin Yuansheng was also shocked and stared at the corpse. The ally he invited to target Huangzhou fell here, and he was such a heavyweight figure in Buddhism. He looked at Chu Xun in shock and said: " Is he really that strong? Even Buddhist Bodhisattva can’t save him!"

"Ok?"

Chu Xun's eyes suddenly flashed with a luster, and his eyes fell on the small bottle of mutton-fat white jade, showing an eagerness to move. This thing is a good treasure. The life essence that was previously sprayed can make Buddha's dead body... It has returned to normal. If it were taken away, it would be a treasure to myself.

"Humph!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was in the midst of grief, but he realized that this little junior, who was only in the Great Saint Realm, was actually coveting his own treasure. His eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, and he shouted angrily: "Arrogant junior!"

But Chu Xun always did what he thought of. Seeing the mutton-fat white jade vial suspended in mid-air without the protection of its owner, it was naturally difficult to restrain his greedy thoughts. His big hand instantly turned into a dark cloud covering the sky and grabbed it.

"what?"

Dugujue.

Jian Qingzhu.

Wang also.

Qi Wuhuo.

Gu Dongliu.

They were all shocked.

I never expected that Chu Xun would be so courageous. You know that the Buddhist monk is having a mental breakdown at this moment. Is he really not afraid of the quasi-emperor coming in?