Chen Yang looked at Guan Yun, who was about to fall down and was still laughing loudly, and was speechless for a while.
He was even more speechless when he looked at the Tang sisters who were so weak.
Guan Yun took out the bottles and jars he found from nowhere, crushed them in his big hands without looking at them, and swallowed them wholeheartedly like eating jelly beans.
"Gulu~"
Guan Yun smiled miserably and said: "I'm fine, I still have the power to strike."
"Carving divine pictures is not a long-term solution. As a tiger soul scabbard, I can't bear the burden anyway, so I might as well give it up."
"What to give up? Tiger soul?"
Chen Yang was a little distracted and asked casually.
At this moment, all he could think of was the sigh of the man in the Bodhi Garden: Hu Po, you have fallen to this.
What's the meaning?
Is he too?
Does he still know Hu Po?
Which one is sitting in the Bodhi Garden in the Western Heaven of the Demonic Buddha's Kingdom?
Chen Yang felt bad when he thought of certain possibilities.
Wouldn't it be one of the three Buddhas of the past, present, and future?
Neither can a Bodhisattva.
Not to mention Ksitigarbha, the Di Ting around him could kill several of them with just one sneeze.
As for Avalokitesvara, don't make trouble. The horse-headed king Guan Yun relies on as his trump card is just another person.
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Chen Yang touched his arms and felt a little calmer.
If it weren't for the fact that the magic stone and jade jade was constantly burning and could explode the accumulated power at any time, as Chen Yang's last trump card, he would really be numb this time.
However, Chen Yang still did not intend to do this until the last moment, the moment of life and death.
He still wants to retain the power of the magic stone and jade, break the portals of the heavens, and return to the earth.
He had a hunch that as soon as he went back, he would see his and Logan's child and call him "Daddy".
"of course not!"
Guan Yun felt a stick in his neck and made a sound in shock.
What does it mean?
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
Guan Yun put his hand on Chen Yang's arm, stood up with difficulty, patted his chest, which had no skin left, only bright red muscles twisted together, and said: "The tiger soul is a magic weapon that fell from the sky in ancient times. At that time, it attracted attention from all sides.
After fighting for it, it is said that countless powerful giants died. In the end, the Tiger Soul Blade was broken into pieces, and many powerful people divided their pieces and returned home.
Just those fragments have created many magical weapons that can suppress the fate of a country or a sect."
"This Tiger Soul Sword was the ancestor of my Guan family who sacrificed countless masters in the clan before hiding it back.
He also refined it into the bloodline of my Guan family, using the power of bloodline inheritance to eliminate the violent spirit of the sword from generation to generation.
It wasn’t until my grandfather’s generation that I could use this tiger soul sword, how could I give it up?!”
Chen Yang was speechless again.
Where does this feeling of pride come from?
He suddenly understood why Guan Yun could drive the Tiger Soul Scabbard.
Just kidding, passing down the tiger soul in the blood from generation to generation, using the body as a sheath, and still holding on to this kindness that is proud of it, even the stone man will shed tears, okay?
Chen Yang was in a trance, as if he had seen a big cat, arrogantly and reluctantly stretching out its claws to give the man a lift.
This is roughly the relationship between the soul of the tiger sword and the Guan family.