Chapter 1817 Ten thousand Buddhas return to the sect
These Buddha statues and sculptures are all stained with blood in the soil, and have no trace of the Holy Light Buddha nature. They are even a bit... eerie and terrifying, as ferocious as devils!
Judging from their physical characteristics, Ye Wudao concluded that they had been buried here for some years.
The old monk said: "The return of ten thousand Buddhas to the sect is my plan fifty years ago."
"It was originally used to deal with your master White-haired Old Man, but I didn't expect that it would be used on you now."
"Come on, kid, take the move!"
"rise!"
As soon as the old monk finished speaking,
More than fifty Buddha statues and sculptures simultaneously released a bright white light that shot straight into the sky.
In the end, these more than fifty rays of Buddha's light reflected fifty Buddha's light statues in mid-air.
It’s overwhelming, covering the sky and the sun, so majestic!
Ye Wudao suddenly felt a huge pressure.
For a strong man like the old monk, after fifty years of planning, his power must be extraordinary.
"Press me!" the old monk shouted angrily.
The Buddha's light statue in mid-air pressed towards Ye Wudao fiercely.
Ye Wudao was shocked and quickly released his majestic energy to resist.
The Qi Jin collided with the Buddha's light, and Ye Wudao's Qi Jin was intercepted and even bounced back a little.
puff!
Ye Wudao suffered a strong backlash and vomited blood on the spot.
The Buddha's light pressed down, and Ye Wudao's legs immediately sank into the soil, unable to extricate themselves.
Even so, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, keeping his knees straight and his waist straight.
The old monk said: "Ye Wudao, surrender and surrender to me."
"If a genius like you perishes like this, it will be a great loss to the world."
Ye Wudao gritted his teeth and said: "If I don't die, you will perish!"
Old monk: "Just like your master, he is stubborn."
"continue!"
The Buddha's Light Buddha statue is pressed down further,
Ye Wudao's body sank again, and the soil buried him in his chest.
It became difficult for him to breathe, his face turned pale, and he was covered in cold sweat.
This Buddha's Light Buddha statue is like Mount Tai. It is very rare for him to carry Mount Tai on his shoulders until this point.
An ordinary extremely powerful person would probably have been crushed into a pulp long ago.
The old monk looked at Ye Wudao with great interest: "It's quite beyond my expectation that I can persist until now."
"Hey, I'm becoming more and more reluctant to kill you now."
"It's a pity that you were born a traitor and I can't keep you."
"Boy, please leave a last message and I will try my best to fulfill it for you."
Ye Wudao opened his mouth and spat out blood: "You are the one who should leave your last words!"
"Do you really think I used all my strength?"
The old monk shrugged: "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin."
"If you don't use all your strength at this time, then you have to wait until you die before you use all your strength, haha!"
"You must be at your wits end, you can only use your words here!"
"go to hell!"
The Buddha's Light Buddha statue pressed down again, and this time Ye Wudao's entire body was buried in the soil and disappeared.
The energy released by Ye Wudao also gradually disappeared, and soon it was gone.
This shows that Ye Wudao has no breath of life.
The old monk said coldly: "Humph, if you don't give me a shadow, then I can only destroy your three souls and seven souls."
"Li Si, go and pull him out and search him."
"How can my Buddha bone relics fall into the hands of outsiders?"
yes!
Li Si nodded, walked to where Ye Wudao was buried, put his hand into the soil, and prepared to pull Ye Wudao out.
However, as soon as he touched Ye Wudao's head, he suddenly felt a huge force sucking his hand.
what!
Li Si was shocked and quickly pulled his hand back.
However, the suction force was too strong, and Li Si struggled hard but was unable to break free.
That suction force not only sucked in Li Si's physical body, but also sucked in his life force!
Li Si's vitality was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The hair turns white and wrinkles appear on the face.
The pain of having your vitality drained away is tantamount to ripping out your heart and bones.
He screamed in pain and struggled: "Help, master, help!"