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Chapter 294 Who claims to be invincible? Who dares to claim to be invincible?

Seeing the fake smile on Zengguang Buddha's face, Yongku felt a surge of anger in his heart, and his eyes turned red. He shouted angrily, "You killed so many people in the temple for your own selfishness. Don't you have any thoughts of repentance at this point!?"

"Repent?" Zeng Guang Buddha showed a surprised expression on his face, tilted his head, and asked in confusion, "I don't think I did anything wrong, why should I repent."

"The cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty is approaching, and the gap in strength between the enemy and us is huge."

"Even if I don't kill them, they will die at the hands of the enemy in the end. Since they are going to die anyway, why not let them die more meaningfully? My cultivation has broken through, and I have received help from those people. The front of the immortal sect and the family has been blocked, and the inheritance of Zunfa Temple will not be cut off."

"Isn't this the best solution for the current situation?" Zeng Guang Buddha shook his head and sighed, with a helpless look on his face. "It's a pity that those people are too shallow and can't understand my amazing wisdom. They refused to cooperate and give up their lives, but instead wanted me to do it myself. In the end, this scene is too ugly."

"Yongzhen, Yongku." Zengguang Buddha called the two brothers by their names and said very seriously, "It's not me who is wrong, but them."

"You! How can you do this! How can you do this!" These words almost made Yong Ku so angry that he almost fumed. He was trembling all over, but for a moment, he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Yong Zhen remained calm at this time. He said coldly, "Zeng Guang Buddha, you have committed a serious mistake and fallen into the devil's way. My junior brother and I will personally put an end to you here and send you to the eighteen levels of hell. You will never be reborn, so as to comfort the spirits of the sages in heaven."

"End me, and I will never be reincarnated again?" The Zengguang Buddha statue grinned as if it had heard some joke, and laughed out loud, "We are just two ants, roaring and threatening the real dragon in the sky. Don't you think it's funny? I'm just standing here, what can you do?"

"Really?" Yongzhen sneered, "You are still the same as before, too proud and conceited."

"Huh!?" As soon as Yongzhen finished speaking, Zengguang Buddha suddenly sensed an extremely strong threat.

He could hardly think much.

It was a completely subconscious reaction. He tapped the ground with his toes, his blood-red robe rolled up, and he exploded backwards.

boom!
at the same time.

Golden Buddha light shone brightly from Yongzhen’s crown.

The sacred and vast Buddhist sound came from the void and echoed in the hall.

The halls around them trembled, and large pieces of dust fell from the ceiling. The evil spirits hiding in the darkness could be seen screaming in fear and flapping their wings, trying to escape from the hall. But they reacted too slowly, and with a flash of Buddha's light, the evil spirits were evaporated bit by bit, turning into flying ashes and dispersing.

In the golden and holy Buddha light, an old monk wearing a tattered gray robe, with a thin figure and an angry face walked out.

His figure was slightly illusory, and his gaze was far away fixed on the Zengguang Buddha.

“How is this possible?!” Zeng Guang Buddha’s face was distorted and he was horrified. “How could there be a living Buddha with such a high level of cultivation on this Skull Plain?”

They are both practitioners in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

But the old monk was just a spiritual imprint, which brought an extremely strong sense of oppression to Zengguang Buddha.

boom!
"Evil devils must be punished!"

The old monk spoke with eloquence and swung his fist forward.

It seemed like an ordinary, unremarkable punch. But Zeng Guang Buddha felt like an insect trapped in amber, unable to dodge or resist, and could only wait to die. In the face of life and death crisis, Zeng Guang Buddha burst out all his strength, but he only moved his head slightly to the side.

puff!

The golden fist light shot across the sky.

Half of the Zengguang Buddha's head exploded directly.

Scarlet blood, white brain matter.

Before it splashed down, the power contained in the force had already evaporated into thin air and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

"Success!" Seeing this scene, Yong Ku was so happy that he almost jumped up from where he was.

“Wait a minute!” But senior brother Yongzhen noticed something unusual, his breathing became tense, and his eyes were fixed on the Zengguang Buddha, as if he saw something incredible happening.

"Senior Brother?" Yong Ku was surprised.

Then, following his senior brother's gaze, his expression became extremely ugly.

However, after half of his head was blown off by a punch, the Augmented Buddha did not fall to the ground immediately, but just hung in the air, standing above the Buddha's lotus platform.

The blood-red monk's robes rolled up and down in the surging wind, and the surrounding flames flickered. On half of Zeng Guang Buddha's brain, scarlet granulations kept rolling and emerging, and soon a soft and rotten scarlet bald head appeared on Zeng Guang Buddha's shoulders.

At this time, the Zengguang Buddha had lost the peacefulness he had just pretended to be.

There was a murderous aura on his body, the skin on his head was still growing, the veins and blood and fat inside were directly exposed, and his eyes were bloodshot and horrified. He didn't have the temperament of a living Buddha anymore, he looked like an evil demon.

"Well, you two are traitors. You dare to try to assassinate me. You shall be killed!"

Zeng Guang Buddha was shocked and angry. If he had not broken through to the Earthly Immortal Realm not long ago and awakened his immortality, he would have definitely died on the spot after being hit by the old monk.

"It's just a mistake, how unfortunate and hateful!" Yongzhen clenched his fists, his face full of anger and helplessness.

After this blow, the spiritual imprint left by the old monk gradually dissipated. The world was turned upside down, and the situation was irreversible.

Even though this old monk possessed extraordinary powers, he was helpless and unable to reverse the tide. In the end, all he was left with in this world was a sigh.

“Humph!” Seeing the power left by the old monk dissipate, Zeng Guang Buddha’s face was ferocious and he sneered, “I want to see, without this old thing, who can still kill me! Who can still pose a threat to me!?”

"Die, traitor!"

boom!
Zengguang Buddha attacked in anger, reaching forward and grabbing.

His arms swelled rapidly, the skin tore apart, and turned into giant scarlet palms like those of an evil demon, bringing with them a howling gust of wind.

Like a giant Titan python hunting, it spanned the sky, and the candles on both sides around it shook violently, pressing down on Yong Zhen and Yong Ku.

boom!
There was a loud bang first, and then a sharp pain.

The ceiling above the hall shattered and exploded.

In the backlight of the scarlet thunder, a burly figure suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by a large amount of flying ash and wood chips.

puff!

The man stepped down with his big foot, and the deformed arm of the Zengguang Buddha exploded directly, and blood plasma spurted out, splashing everywhere in the hall.

Then the man laughed loudly, and without saying anything, he suddenly threw a long fist forward.

"Su Heng!" Zeng Guang Buddha's expression changed slightly as he recognized the uninvited guest in front of him. When he felt the powerful force emanating from Su Heng, his pupils trembled again and his breathing became rapid. He didn't have time to think about it and raised his other intact hand forward as a block.

Too bad it's totally useless.

It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, the strength of the two men is simply not on the same level.

Zeng Guang Buddha only felt like he was hit by a falling star. His arm exploded instantly, followed by his chest, neck, and lower abdomen. The force roared, and his entire body continued to explode. It turned into a handful of scarlet minced meat and exploded backwards.

The towering walls of the temple collapsed, and the buildings behind it exploded one after another, with thick smoke billowing.

Finally, the remaining body of Zengguang Buddha sank into a boiling pool of blood with a puff.

There was a shrill scream coming from inside.

A large group of ugly evil monsters, about half a person's height and like bats.

Flapping its wings, screaming, it flew towards the sky in panic, casting a large shadow in the flashing blood-red lightning.

The scene before my eyes suddenly became clear.

There were gusts of wind, carrying a smell of blood, and Su Heng's clothes fluttered in it.

"You are such a fool, you can't even take my punch, yet you dare to call yourself invincible. Who gives you the courage?" Su Heng sneered and retracted his gaze. He turned around and saw the two brothers Yong Zhen and Yong Ku standing in front of the hall, looking a little overwhelmed.

Yongku's attitude at this time was somewhat hesitant.

On the one hand, Su Heng was an enemy, but on the other hand, he really saved them both from danger.

On the contrary, Senior Brother Yong Zhen reacted quickly, bowed forward, and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"

Su Heng noticed the spiritual mark left on Yong Zhen's forehead. He raised his eyebrows and quickly knew what had happened in the past. The two little monks were nothing to him. Su Heng had no intention of making things difficult for them. He just said, "Leave quickly. What happens next has nothing to do with you."

"Understood!" Yong Zhen said, "Thank you, senior."

Yong Ku opened his mouth to say something, but Yong Zhen stretched out his hand and pulled him out of the hall. The two turned around and quickly disappeared into the bloody shadows in the distance.

After the two left, Su Heng was the only one left in the huge palace. The flames on the dragon pillars on both sides flickered, and outside, the Arhat sculptures on the wall had hideous faces and bloody lips and teeth. In the backlight of the blood-red lightning, the atmosphere seemed particularly weird.

However, Su Heng didn't care and his eyes swept over these Arhats one by one.

Thumping!
A strong wind blew and dark clouds surged.

A few bats on the eaves flapped their wings and sank into the low-hanging blood-red vortex.

"Come out! How long do you want me to wait?" Su Heng sneered, turned around suddenly, and stared sharply at a corner inside the hall.

There was nothing there, but the darkness was as deep as substance. As Su Heng's voice fell and echoed, drops of sticky blood fell from the broken beams, gathering on the ground into a pool of scarlet water.

The water was boiling and bubbling.

Amid the roar of lightning, a figure wearing a blood-red robe, with a handsome and seductive face and two horns between his scarlet hair emerged.

As soon as he appeared, the demonic energy on his body was not concealed, and it spread outwards, covering the sky and the sun. Large blood-colored runes emerged, and faintly formed a kind of resonance with the surrounding environment. Occupying the right time and place, his originally extremely powerful aura became even more terrifying, profound, and difficult to fathom.

(End of this chapter)