The Great Black Hand

There is also a lotus in the eternal blue sky. The eyes of this master who buried his present life and his previous life are very dangerous at this moment.

Although someone did not mention anyone by name, he has touched upon a taboo topic!

"Hit him!"

I don't know who shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, and suddenly the universe shook. There were waves of extreme vibrations surging, and one imperial weapon after another was glowing. There were also unknown black hands behind the scenes, driving the whole universe into a murderous aura like the sea, sweeping across the human world.

Such a scene is so horrifying that it is beyond people’s imagination.

Fortunately, perhaps those behind-the-scenes masterminds and supreme leaders were too concerned about their reputation and they never showed up.

After all, if the rumor gets out later and changes its meaning, saying that they are furious... wouldn't that be terrible?

As the saying goes, if a dog is barked at by a stone, it will confess itself if it gets too excited.

Even so, no one showed up, but many people contributed their efforts. The emperor's aura was so powerful that it made the eternal starry sky tremble.

"It's bad, I've overacted..."

The Demon Ancestor murmured in his heart that his character was very successful, a supreme hero who spoke for all living beings and stood alone against the eternal supreme heritage.

But because he was so successful, the hatred he attracted was so high that even his teammates wanted to take advantage of the chaos to hit him twice.

Fortunately, he has more than one number.

At this moment, the Buddha stepped forward, and countless golden lotuses danced in the air, covering the sky and the earth. These were all transformed from his previous blood.

"My blood will not be shed in vain..."

The King of Freedom Buddha sighed softly and recited scriptures silently, causing those golden lotuses to transform into flowers of the Great Dao. There was a chaotic aura gushing out, dissolving many extreme powers.

On the other side, the Demon Ancestor also took action to block the numerous killings.

I have to say, the chaotic body is very special.

Perhaps in terms of attack power alone, this physique may not be superior to the innate holy body and Taoist fetus.

But when it comes to dissolving laws and resolving strange forces, it is very good at it and is a professional match.

Everything returns to chaos!

"puff!"

There was blood flowing on Buddha Jin's body. The Demon Ancestor was fine, but he was injured.

Such a scene shocked the world.

Some imperial weapons that came for killing stopped and no longer moved forward.

However, those ancient emperor soldiers who were attacked by the Supreme of the Forbidden Zone during the chaos were still eager to try, but as one gaze after another fell on them, they began to pretend to be dead.

"Why help me?" The Demon Ancestor asked in a deep voice.

"It's just the same as what you said before..." The Buddha said quietly, "Even though our paths are different, it doesn't matter in front of the forbidden zone of life."

"Even if people hate you, they still need to recognize your achievements... Without you, perhaps this universe will be destroyed and harmed by the forbidden area."

"You go!"

The Buddha closed his eyes slightly, "This is not the last moment of our ideological confrontation... and I also believe that one day the path I have followed will be a modification and adjustment to this era, and the results will make you turn back..."

Buddha has great compassion.

He would rather injure himself further than he can to persuade the Demon Ancestor to turn back.

What kind of spirit is this?

Cut flesh to feed the eagle, sacrifice your body to feed the tiger!

The Demon Ancestor was silent.

Finally, he seemed to lose interest and waved his hand, "Forget it, monk... I hope you won't regret it."

The surging chaotic energy enveloped his body.

When the air current dissipated, the person disappeared without a trace, making it impossible to know where he had gone.

"Ugh!"

The Buddha sighed, and his golden body disappeared, leaving only a scarred body, staggering in the starry sky.

This battle broke out suddenly and ended abruptly.

People feel melancholy and sad. Even the most supreme figures cannot escape this struggle of ideas.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?"

In the restricted area, an ancient emperor was muttering, "These two people seem to be better at flattering each other than the other... What do you mean, without them, we will come out to cause a dark chaos and wash the world with blood?"

"We would like to do this... but with those three Heavenly Emperors blocking the door, do we dare?!"

……

The Buddha defeated the enemy but did not return to Mount Sumeru immediately.

He walked across the starry sky, crossing countless star fields, and finally arrived in front of three people.

Chapter 249 All the responsibility lies with the Holy Gate!

Canglan.

Proclaim.

Kungu.

At this moment, these three great tyrants were coughing up blood, dying, and not far from death.

Even though they fought back fiercely against the murderous and heart-breaking attack that was deliberately made to mock them by the Great Saint Body, and even though they seemed to have won, they could not save themselves from their embarrassment and demise, and were doomed to die.

These three people are the fuse of this battle between Buddha and demons.

Without them, there would be no battle.

Of course!

Being the instigator, he is also the victim.

The three great and powerful bodies became the stepping stones for the Demon Ancestor and were the three chickens killed to scare the monkeys.

The Demon Ancestor used bloody tragedies to tell the world that no matter how powerful or domineering a clan is, it is so weak in front of him. He has enough strength and mind to promote his ideals!

On that lonely road where the whole world is hostile, he is willing to kill gods and Buddhas if they stand in his way!

But what’s interesting is that the Demon Ancestor let them go in the end and did not extinguish the last bit of life in the three tyrants… In the interpretation of the world, this might be the Demon Ancestor giving face to the King of Freedom Buddha - because the Buddha blocked part of the gang fight for him at the critical moment.

Therefore, it is reasonable that the three hegemonic bodies were given away as trophies and handled by the King of Freedom Buddha!

They're all going to die anyway, aren't they?

"Namo the Buddha of Freedom..."

The Buddha descended to this desolate area of ​​the universe and chanted the Buddha's name softly. Suddenly, the void became bright and golden lotuses blossomed. In a trance, it seemed that a celestial maiden and a golden boy were blowing a big conch shell and beating a big drum, performing a grand scene of great light.

Our ancestors... have worked hard again.

Of course, these are minor details.

Beneath the Buddha's deep eyes at this moment, there was a cheering and excited mood - three big white mice!

Just like that, she fell into his hands and became his experimental subject, contributing her body and strength to the battle for the immortal road.

Fortunately, he restrained himself well and did not let his joy show on the surface.

On the contrary, the face of Zizai Wang Buddha was full of compassion and reluctance. His acting was so realistic that it fooled countless uninformed people.

Those who were still watching him openly or secretly, those forbidden area supremes and contemporary quasi-emperors, could see a touch of compassion in the expression of this Buddha... Yes, the Buddha did not block those gazes, he was very open and frank.

After all, the Buddha prides himself on being upright and open... He can tell anyone anything, so how could he do something despicable and shameful?

‘Look. ’

'Enjoy the view.'

'Sooner or later you will all fall for it...'

Under the serious and compassionate look of the Buddha is a heart full of playfulness, 'Three live advertisements, nothing could be more deceptive than this...'

'When they are reborn from the brink of death, who can still sit still?'

'Isn't this a hundred or a thousand times better than trying your best to promote it?'

"This person is just like that..."

"You're not after a good deal, and you suspect I'm cheating you. Why would you advertise such a good thing?"

'Only when you discover the so-called wealth code yourself, and something that others have tried hard to hide, will you be eager to seek and pursue it...'

Jiang Yifei had bad thoughts in his mind, but he never showed them. He just spoke with a sigh and a tone of pity: "Three Tyrant Body Donors, you have suffered a lot."

His voice was filled with compassion, which reached Tyrant's ears, "It was all because of the Ten Thousand Races Conference I held that stimulated the mind of the Demon Ancestor, causing him to have the urge and behavior to kill the three donors..."

"But I failed to anticipate this, and was unable to provide timely assistance, causing the three donors to bleed to death across the galaxy. They will not live long."

The Buddha's tone was full of self-blame and shame, indicating that it was all his negligence.

As the convener of the meeting, he failed to ensure security, which led to the assassination of a heavyweight figure who participated in the meeting. He has an unshirkable responsibility!

"Why did Wang Fo say that?!"

Tyrant Kun Gu spat out large mouthfuls of blood while laughing miserably, "You are not wrong, all the blame lies with the Demon Sect!"

When death was imminent, this tyrant seemed to be open-minded. Not only did he not show any anger or blame towards the Buddha, he even tried hard to help him resolve the so-called responsibility.

Not only him, but also Xuanming and Canglan were the same, so Zizai Wang Buddha did not need to take this matter to heart.

Life and death are determined by fate, fortune and misfortune are determined by God.

No one could have predicted the evil that the Demon Ancestor would commit, so how could one blame the Buddha?

At this moment, the Tyrant clan is no longer as domineering as before, and will do anything to cause trouble even if it is unreasonable.

On the contrary, they were very reasonable and did not take their own life and death seriously, so they asked the Buddha not to worry about this matter and delay his future practice.

After all... they are not stupid.

Now the Demon Ancestor has made it clear that he wants to kill them.

In their last breath, the three tyrants did not want to offend the Buddha again.

They are afraid.

Even if the bald man in front of me has a kind face, he may really be a compassionate monk who will not kill innocent people.

But the "glorious" history of Buddhism and the illustrious achievements of Amitabha Buddha... They were really worried that this King of Freedom Buddha would go to the Tyrant Ancestor Star and convert all the Tyrant descendants of the entire ancient star, and then become the protectors and thugs of Buddhism.

The three great tyrants, even though they are unruly, selfish, arrogant and conceited... they still have some sense of responsibility towards their bloodline descendants.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

They hoped to impress the Buddha and allow him to have some kindness and protect the lineage of the hegemon that had lost the protection of the three great hegemons.

Who allowed there to be a fully-powered holy body in this world?

At the fiftieth level of the ancient human road, what the descendants of the Tyrant Body did to the descendants of the Holy Body, they were actually quite worried that a reversal would occur... The hatred between the two physiques was too deep!

Therefore, they could only try their best to stand on the side of the Buddha and rebuke the Demon Ancestor, describing him as the cancer of the times and a cosmic terrorist, while downplaying the reason why they were targeted by the Demon Ancestor...even though this reason was just made up by the Demon Ancestor.

"We know...we are ready to die."

Tyrant Body Xuanming exhaled more than inhaled, "However, our death will not be without impact. It can serve as a warning to all living beings of this era, exposing the wolfish ambitions of the Demon Ancestor. It is a fate of life and death with the current structure of the universe..."

"Our death was worth it, and it was not unjust... The moment we died, the Demon Ancestor had truly created enough powerful enemies for himself!"

"His current arrogance will eventually backfire and he will end up shooting himself in the foot!"

……

The three tyrants spoke one after another, and each of them was a talented person and spoke very nicely.

——All responsibility lies with the Holy Gate!

——The Demon Ancestor shot himself in the foot!

This made Jiang Yifei, who possessed both the nature of a Buddha and a demon, feel both amused and helpless.

Being scolded and praised at the same time... well, it's very weird.