Chapter 917 Bodhisattva

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Su Bai's expression was cold, and he said word by word, "Space, space, freeze, freeze!"

boom!

In an instant, the space here was completely frozen, and everyone's bodies were frozen, as if they were in another time and space. Their bodies were rapidly disintegrating, exposing their struggling, desperate, and roaring souls.

"I don't want to die yet, please spare me."

"Bai Su, I am willing to be your slave!"

"Bai Su, you deserve to die. We, the ancestors of our sect, will definitely crush you to ashes!"

Amidst the roars and begging for mercy, the souls were quickly annihilated.

In a blink of an eye, only Ye Hao and the Holy Girl of the Spirit Sword Sect were still alive. They were already trembling with fear, and all this simply overturned their cognition!

The divine light that transmitted the soul one after another was cut off by a mysterious force, as if the space was split.

This kind of magical power is truly astonishing!

"Bai Su, how dare you do this?" The voice of the Holy Lady of the Lingjian Sect was trembling, and her beautiful eyes were full of horror.

Su Bai waved his hand, and the souls of the two people quickly disintegrated.

"Bai Su, you must die a good death!" Ye Hao let out the last roar of his life, mixed with endless fear, and completely fell.

Su Bai swallowed up the power of the souls of Ye Hao and the Saint of the Spirit Sword Sect, running the Dao Jue.

At the same time, within the Dao Shen Sect, there seemed to be something happening, and many leaders at the head level were shocked and their eyes were filled with tears.

"All the more than thirty disciples of my sect have died."

"Also, we, the Divine Sword Sect, have lost nearly a hundred people!"

"Damn it! Wow!"

There was a leader-level figure who was furious and angry. He couldn't hold it back and spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground. He was helped up by the elders around him.

Such was the situation, their expressions turned pale.

These disciples are all the elites of the sect. Damn it.

All in all, huge losses.

Suddenly, two thunderous roars were heard.

"I am the Saint of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

"Hao'er!"

The elders of the Spirit Sword Sect and the Feilai Sword Sect stood up suddenly, their eyes were cold and scary, and their master-level auras instantly burst out, making countless people tremble.

Especially the leader of the Feilai Sword Sect, who boasted at the Ascension Conference that Ye Hao was the strongest son of god in history taught by him, but he fell in the Ascension Conference and lost a future powerful immortal!

Many people looked at the No. 3 folding space, wondering in their hearts what terrible changes had happened inside.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid you have to give me an explanation." The leader of Feilai Sword Sect, the leader of Lingjian Sect, the leader of Shenjian Sect and others looked at the leader of Dao Shen Sect with a sullen face.

"Everyone, please be patient and I will definitely give you an explanation." The headmaster of the Tao Shen Sect said in a deep voice with a cold expression.

He was also furious in his heart.

For the host of this Immortal Ascension Conference, something like this happened, which disgraced the Immortal Sect, the leader of the Immortal Alliance.

The headmaster of Tianhuang Sect thought of a possibility and was so frightened that he trembled, but he did not dare to say it out loud.

Folding space No. 3, in the tomb.

The Golden Lotus Buddha Body was besieged by these two powerful immortals, the Holy Knight and the Palace-dressed Woman. Although they did not kill the Golden Lotus Buddha Body in order to make fun of the Golden Lotus Buddha Body, the Golden Lotus Buddha Body still failed to survive.

The Buddha's light on his body has dimmed a lot.

The Golden Lotus Buddha body sensed that the original deity was on the way, and sighed secretly. After all, this clone did not have the trump card of the original deity, and could not deter these two ghosts.

"Haha, little guy, being distracted can be fatal." Gong

The pretending woman smiled charmingly. Of course, if it weren't for that extremely pale face, she would really be charming.

A jade hand slapped the body of the Golden Lotus Buddha, causing it to spurt blood from its mouth and fly away.

Buzz!

At this moment, a majestic will was released from the blood fountain that was suppressed by the nine blood coffins, making the faces of the paladin and the woman in palace clothes change, full of fear.

"It's the Demon Lord. He wants us to end this farce quickly." said the woman in palace attire.

The eyes of the two powerful immortals flashed with murderous intent. The paladin directly held the gun, erupted with terrifying strangulation power, and stabbed the chest of the Golden Lotus Buddha body fiercely.

Whoosh!

At the critical moment, a ray of purple light flew over.

It was the Zixiao Sword that blocked the shot piercing the Golden Lotus Buddha's body.

The woman in palace clothes sensed something and looked at the entrance of the tomb. A figure with black hair and black eyes came towards her, and her face darkened.

Su Bai is here!

He glanced at the Zixiao Sword flying back in his hand, feeling secretly awe-inspiring.

As expected of a powerful immortal in his lifetime, that shot made the Zixiao Sword's sword light dim a lot. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had just advanced to the half-step of Lingbao, the Zixiao Sword would have been scrapped.

"You're here." The Golden Lotus Buddha looked at me and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's hard for you to be able to hold on for so long." Su Bai nodded.

The golden lotus Buddha body took the initiative to retreat behind him and meditated to recover from his injuries.

The paladin and the woman in palace attire were both powerful immortals in life, and their eyes were so vicious that they were shocked when they saw that the Golden Lotus Buddha was a clone.

It's not like they had never seen clones before, but this was the first time they saw such a powerful clone.

"This boy must have practiced some kind of clone method passed down from ancient times. If it were practiced by me, his strength would be greatly increased." A look of greed flashed in the eyes of the woman in palace attire.

As everyone knows, underneath the blood spring, there is an evil and awe-inspiring vague will, with equally fiery eyes.

Su Bai took in all this, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"Die!" The paladin laughed ferociously, raised his gun and stabbed.

Suddenly, a trace of immortal power was triggered, and the space was condensed, filled with an aura that annihilated everything. In front of this shot, all the holy spirits below the immortals were wiped out.

However, just when the spear was still an inch away from Su Bai's head, it suddenly stopped, as if it encountered irresistible resistance.

The ferocious smile on the paladin's face was replaced by fear.

boom!

A golden bodhi seed flew out under Su Bai's control, emitting endless Buddha light and Buddhist charm, covering it.

Suddenly, with great auspiciousness, the sound of the Buddha chanting sutras sounded, hollow and leisurely, as if an ancient Buddha was preaching, and the sound penetrated the eternal blue sky and floated in.

"The relics left behind by Yuanying Tianjun after his Nirvana!" The woman in palace clothes was no longer calm as before, and was so frightened that she backed away.

The power of Buddhism has the greatest restraint on ghosts like them, not to mention the relics that condensed the power of Buddha after the death of a Buddha who participated in creation.

Su Bai's expression was cold, and he suddenly read out a verse from the Buddhist Sutra of Overcoming Tribulation.

In an instant, the relic became extremely hot, the Buddhist rhyme became more intense, and divine patterns appeared in the void, like eternal stars, suppressing them.

The paladin and the woman in palace attire were rolling on the ground, their faces distorted, and black energy emanating from their bodies, which was the power of their ghosts.

"No, don't!" The beautiful face of the woman in palace clothes seemed to have been put into a crematorium. It instantly deformed and twisted, with wisps of smoke emitting, and became unrecognizable and ugly.

This is her true face.

The Paladin wasn't much better either. The flesh and blood on his body was scorching, smoking, and falling off in pieces.


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