After winning the fight, the Buddha's figure fell heavily to the ground, and in a flash he came to the side of the two figures.
When he saw the cold corpse in front of Zhu Bajie, his whole body froze.
It was an Arhat. His pale golden skin had no luster at the moment. Dark blood covered the surface of his body. The godhead in his body had also been shattered and fell into the mortal realm. The traces of bites from countless giant beasts were all over his body, which looked shocking.
Only those unbending eyes were still wide and round, glaring angrily at the nothingness in front of them, like a seated Buddhist Vajra.
Seeing this, Victory Buddha's body shook violently and he stayed in place like a sculpture.
"Brother Monkey..." Zhu Bajie, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at him. A sad smile appeared on his pale face, "Lao Sha... passed away."
Dou Zhanfo's body trembled slightly, he clenched his fists tightly, and almost growled:
"what happened?"
"I broke into the mist to save people, Lao Sha came to support me, and then I was attacked by a large number of evil spirits...ahem..."
Before Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he coughed violently. Every time he coughed, a large amount of blood surged out from his waist and abdomen, and wisps of black mist drifted from the blood mouth, robbing him of his life.
After Dou Zhanfo's pupils shrank suddenly, he stretched out his hands to hold Zhu Bajie's body into his arms. The ancient ape's face, full of the sacred meaning of Buddhism, became violently distorted with anxiety:
"fool!!"
He stretched out his hand and pressed Zhu Bajie's bleeding waist and abdomen, but still could not stop the flow of life from him.
"Brother Monkey... I may have to go down to accompany Lao Sha." Zhu Bajie forced out a miserable smile on his honest face.
"Shut up!" Dou Zhansheng Buddha roared angrily, and the Buddha's light around him exploded, pouring into Zhu Bajie's body crazily, hanging on for his life.
However, he does not know how to heal and repair, and the black mist mixed between Zhu Bajie's waist and abdomen can also inhibit the flow of divine power to a great extent. Apart from forcibly using his cultivation to extend Zhu Bajie's life, he can do nothing.
can not do this.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Dou Zhansheng Buddha saw that Zhu Bajie's face was visibly pale and he was cursing constantly. He seemed to have remembered something and turned around suddenly to look behind him.
He looked at the figure in a crimson cloak standing not far away, as if grasping the last straw, he shouted loudly:
"You! You are the ancestor's disciple! Do you know some treatment methods?! Any method will do! As long as I can barely stabilize his life, I will take him to find it right away..."
He stopped abruptly mid-sentence.
He stared blankly at the nine national monuments in the distance, and the fire of hope in his eyes was rapidly extinguishing.
Now, all the gods have sacrificed their lives to become monuments. In the entire Daxia, there is no powerful being who can treat Zhu Bajie's injuries... They are all dead!
But even so, there was still the last glimmer of hope in the eyes of the fighting Buddha. He looked at Lin Qiye standing in the distance, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Lin Qiye stood in the howling wind and snow, looking at Dou Zhanfu's eyes as if he were looking for a life-saving straw. His heart ached inexplicably, and an unprecedented sense of guilt surged into his heart.
I...can't save him.
Although he stood in front of the Fighting Buddha, there was a hundred years of time and space between them. They were just a group of phantoms made by the Kunlun Mirror, and they did not exist at all.
What's more, even if Lin Qiye is really standing here, he has no way to cure Zhu Bajie. At most, he can only rely on "miracles" to barely hang Zhu Bajie's life. Now that the gods of Great Xia are withering, no one can do it.
Saved him.
He opened his mouth, and slowly spit out three words in a hoarse and bitter tone: "I'm sorry..."
Hearing this, the last ray of hope in Dou Zhanfo's eyes was completely extinguished. He turned to look at Zhu Bajie in his arms in a daze, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
When Zhu Bajie saw this, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the face of Douzhan Buddha:
"Brother Monkey... don't cry... I, the old pig, saved a lot of people this time and didn't embarrass our little team on Journey to the West... Ahem...
I'm going down to find Lao Sha. You and the master must be good Buddhas... Destroying your godhood and becoming a demon can indeed avoid the strangulation of the fog and stay in the mortal world to guard the people, but your strength will be greatly weakened.
And there's no going back...
This world has to be changed by God.
Brother Monkey, you and the master fought harder than us, and finally succeeded in cultivating the right state. You must live to the end, and take a look at it for me, old pig... what the world will be like in the future.
Maybe...this is my old pig's fate."
After spitting out the last word, the last ray of life flame disappeared from Zhu Bajie's eyes. He weakly lowered his hands and completely lost his breath.
Dou Shengfo held his body blankly and opened his mouth silently, as if he wanted to say something more, but nothing came out. His tear-stained face was twisted and hideous at this moment. He suddenly raised his head,
He opened his mouth to face the gloomy sky and let out a heart-rending roar!
"Fuck destiny!!"
The sobbing wind and snow made a mournful buzz on the blood-red earth. The last god of Great Xia fell to his knees helplessly, hammering the ground with his fists again and again, venting his inner madness.
The dark mist rolled silently outside the wall of miracles, and "mysterious" figures wandered through the mist, their outlines looming.
Dou Shengfo struck the ground with his right fist and paused suddenly. His eyes widened and he stared at the fog in front of him with a ferocious expression.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a corner of the golden cassock on his body, his eyes filled with endless anger and unwillingness.
"Buddha...Buddha! Go to hell Buddha!! I can't protect the world, I can't protect you... What's the use of this Buddha's robes and Buddha's throne!!"
A determined light burst out from his eyes, and he pulled hard on the edge of the cassock with his palms, tearing it apart bit by bit!
The golden Buddha light surged violently, and painful roars came from his throat. As the corner of the cassock gradually shattered, wisps of terrifying demonic energy overflowed from his body, mixing with the Buddha light.
Together.
What he tore was not only a cassock, but also the Buddhist attainment that he had achieved through all kinds of difficulties and dangers!
Stab——!!
With a soft sound, a corner of his cassock was torn off by him, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. The golden Buddha light flashed in his right eye, which suddenly turned into dark blood red, with a violent and terrifying demonic energy.