Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Countless bastard demon cultivators knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. They explained their sins and kept kowtowing in the direction of the crimes they committed.

Even if there is bleeding, he does not want to stop.

Even the violent bloodthirsty fish monsters stopped attacking and stared at the ever-growing giant ancient Buddha.

At this moment, Wanmolou Island fell into tranquility.

In the sky, the Buddhas whose faces could not be seen were chanting Buddhist sutras. The Buddhist cultivators in the entire Eight Wastelands, no, in the entire heavens and worlds, seemed to sense something at this moment, and at the same time they chanted something they had never heard before. Buddhist scriptures.

Endless Buddha light poured into Quan Qi's body.

A seven-life bloody lotus appeared under the Quanqi throne.

this moment.

He is the real ancient Buddha.

Ye Jiu looked at him with a lot of interest.

Presumably such a big Buddha statue must feel good when chopping it up, right?

Hope it can resist for a while longer.

Chapter 145·Don’t be proud

This is the completely different true body of the Buddha.

Once upon a time, there were countless believers in all the heavens and worlds.

Buddhists who believe in him are all warlike people.

It can even be said that the reason why he is a Buddha is entirely because he has no other desires except war.

simple.

It's perfectly fine to describe him as simple.

Pure war Buddha.

This is the nature of a completely different Buddha.

But because of this, not many people believe in him.

The power of faith he used just now was entirely due to the followers of other Buddhas and Immortals of the same era as him. The number was huge. If it weren't for the specialness of the Eight Desolate Realms, they would have been overwhelmed long ago.

According to the current era, he is now completely in the middle stage of the Immortal King.

Don't look at it, it only improved a little bit.

But this is a world of difference.

The Thousand-Armed Buddha stands on the earth, and countless Buddha's light gathers behind him to form a ring of Buddha's light.

The powerful force, even a slight slap of the palm, can cause a huge tsunami.

The Buddha is [-] meters high.

Like a mountain.

pity.

This shouldn't scare Ye Jiu.

"Donor! Take the call!"

Qian Shu once again performed the 88-style Buddha Fist, and the 360 ​​five Buddha beads grew in size at the same time, and fell down like meteorites.

Faced with this situation, Ye Jiu flew into the sky and reached the same height as Quan Yi. Then, in Quan Yi's unbelievable eyes, he swung his sword.

this moment.

Whether it’s the Big Buddha, beads, or the chanting Buddhas on the sky.

They all disappeared without a trace like a mirage.

To achieve this result, Ye Jiu only needed one sword.

"It's indeed a lie, let me tell you. Such a big Buddha statue is as fragile and flashy as foam when cut." He muttered and returned to the ground.

Quanyi fell from the sky and smashed a human-shaped pit on the beach.

Those beads returned to their original size.

But this time there was no way to recover.

Because Ye Jiu felt annoyed, he chopped them twice more and turned them into powder.

"You can't win, forget it." Ye Jiu walked to the pit and looked at Quan Yi who was still trying to get up with difficulty and couldn't help but admire his courage, "Your Buddha statue is pretty good. Next time, try hard." A little, maybe you can block my sword."

Even so, it's just a possibility.

He didn't think that such a big Buddha statue had any combat effectiveness bonus.

Isn’t it common sense that bigger things die faster?

I really don’t understand why some people always like to be so big?

It's not like a girl's breasts, why do they need to be so big?

That's weird enough.

Quan Yi vomited blood.

He knew that Ye Jiu was laughing at him, but it didn't matter, who made him weak?

"I won't kill you, just go back and recuperate, and come see me next time."

Ye Jiu turned around and went to find Huang Shi.

He wanted to see what he had taken during the past half day.

If he had been smart just now, it would have been better to take a picture of himself cutting open the Buddha statue.

That Buddha statue is really well made.

Well, that's just limited to good looks.

Strength...

Well, it looks good.

Seeing that Ye Jiu was about to leave, Quan Yi tried his best to stand up and climbed out of the trap.

"You, don't leave...I, I can still fight..."

Quan Yi was vomiting blood while talking.

If his appearance were seen by some people, they would probably be heartbroken to death.

Fortunately, there is no a** here.

Ye Jiu stopped and looked at Quan Yi again, "Are you sure?"

This time, his voice became cold.

When Quan Yi heard this voice, it was as if he had stripped off all his clothes and thrown him into the cold winter months.

Fear caused his body to tremble unconsciously.

But as a fighting Buddha, he would not allow himself to lose while he was still conscious.

not enough.

This is far from enough!

What he is now is not enough! !

He must find his former self before he can fight this man.

Dao Fifty, Tian Yan 49, will always leave a glimmer of hope.

It is impossible for anyone to have no weaknesses.

As long as he can find Ye Jiu's weakness, he will definitely be able to!

Can...

Where is the weakness?

Looking at Ye Jiu's completely defenseless look, Quan Yi couldn't see any weaknesses at all!

His pair of Buddha eyes, which can see any flaw, are completely ineffective.

This person has no weaknesses.

Quan Yi didn't say anything. Ye Jiu shrugged. This little monk really wasn't scared. He changed his expression a little and became this virtuous. He was like an ancient immortal, so timid.

Just now, Ye Jiu thought that he was too strong.

It seems now...

Well, this monk is still too weak.

Don't be proud. After all, there are so many hidden powerful people in the world of immortality, and one might pop up even more powerful at some point.

Although he didn't remember it clearly, wasn't that what was written in the novels about cultivating immortals in his previous life?

He believes that he will definitely meet someone better than himself in the future.

Let's have a good time fighting then.

Returning to Huangshi, he glanced at the stopped battle on the beach and was speechless.

Well, it looks like this photo shoot was a failure too.

There was no fight at all later.

by his side.

Huang Shi looked at Ye Jiu with eyes full of admiration.

too strong.

Senior Ye Jiu is really invincible in the world!

When the huge ancient Buddha appeared just now, Huang Shi felt as small as a grasshopper.

But even such a powerful ancient Buddha statue was still easily killed by Senior Ye Jiu.

Huang Shi was extremely excited.

Sure enough, becoming Senior Ye Jiu's chess piece was the luckiest thing in his life.

When he thought about rowing across the sea to Qixing Island to find his senior that night, he felt very happy.

If he had even the slightest thought of giving up from that day to the end, he would not be a chess piece of this great existence.

"Here, wait a minute...you...you..."

"Is there anything else?" Ye Jiu's voice was not even a little angry. He had already made it very clear that this monk was really troublesome.

"You, can you tell me...who are you?"

"Oh, my name is Ye Jiu. I am an ordinary...sword cultivator? Or a swordsman? It doesn't matter. If you want to find me next time, go to Seven Star Island. Maybe you can meet me. , it’s just a possibility.”

Ye Jiu's voice was full of smiles. Anyway, to him, was there any difference between a sword immortal and a sword cultivator?

After all, he still doesn't know what level he is in.

I'd better be a sword cultivator. Sword cultivator should be more low-key.

Quanyi recited Ye Jiu's name silently. If he hadn't changed his name or anything else, then he could be sure that Ye Jiu was by no means an immortal of his time.

He is an immortal from an even more ancient era!

"I understand, senior, the young monk is completely different. I will challenge you next time."

After saying this, Quan Yi bowed to Ye Jiu and limped out of here.

He wants to continue to practice, at least to get back the power he had at his peak.

Ye Jiu stood there and sighed, "Why are you calling me senior again, Uncle Huang? Do I really look that old?"

Huangshi didn't dare to answer this question, he just swallowed and smiled awkwardly.

Ye Jiu didn't expect him to answer, so he shook his head, raised his sword in the air, and headed towards the sea.