The endless void collapsed directly.

In the end, Jiang Du's universe was not stronger than the silver ball of light. The ball of light suddenly expanded and directly swallowed the universe.

The infinite silver light quickly covered Jiang Du.

Jiang Du gasped, his eyes red, but his strength could not be raised at this time, and he could only use his own hands to block his face.

However, the expected tragic explosion did not happen.

Jiang Du waited for a while before slowly moving his palm away, and the fake Buddha Lord had already appeared in front of Jiang Du.

"Amitabha, I was just joking before. The two of you don't have to face each other in life and death. You can all listen to the sutras under my seat."

The fake Buddha said with a smile on his face.

Jiang Du couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, merged his hands and said to the fake Buddha: "Thank you little monk for your help."

Suddenly, the palm of the fake Buddha suddenly turned into pure gold, with a terrifying hurricane, as if a slap could wipe out a starry sky, and slapped Jiang Du's head.

Jiang Du's pupils contracted slightly.

Finally, he lowered his face calmly and chanted the Buddha's name softly: "Amitabha!"

The Buddha's palm stopped less than an inch from Jiang Du's head. The terrifying hurricane made Jiang Du's face hurt, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Jiang Du's face was still normal.
Chapter completed!