Han Sen couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't figure out what happened for a while.
I saw the light talisman imprinted on the forehead of the Seven Spirit Buddha, flashing with strange brilliance, and as the light talisman flashed, the God of Heaven also screamed and roared.
"Who... who dares to scheme against this Emperor..." The Emperor of Heaven roared angrily, but the golden flames on his body became weaker and weaker. Han Sen could already see a golden light and shadow in the body of the Seven Spirit Buddha.
The upper body was twisting and shaking, as if it was extremely painful, and looked extremely weird.
Although he didn't know what happened, Han Sen also knew that his opportunity had come, and he didn't care anymore at this time, and slashed with the Ghost Fang Sword violently.
The sword lights criss-crossed the body of Qiling Buddha. Now both Emperor Kuang and Qiling Buddha have lost control of the golden Buddha's body with four arms. They can only let Han Sen slash and send out
He roared angrily, but to no avail.
Emperor Kuang's consciousness had been suppressed by the light talisman, and he kept screaming in pain. Perhaps it was because he was possessed by the Seven Spirit Buddha and was restricted by his body, so he couldn't break free.
The Seven Spirit Buddha's consciousness was not yet strong enough to fight against the blissful sound, so he could only watch helplessly as Han Sen slashed at him.
No matter how powerful the body was, it could not withstand the killing of thousands of swords. There were more and more knife marks on the golden Buddha body. The knife marks were superimposed one after another, and gold-like blood suddenly flowed out.
Han Sen was ruthless and ignored the roars of Emperor Kuang and the Seven Spirit Buddhas.
"I will definitely kill you... This has nothing to do with me... Killing you... is all done by it controlling me... How can the Buddha clan spare you if you kill me..." Four mouths opened and various kinds of words came out
The different voices may be the intertwined thoughts of Emperor Kuang and Qiling Buddha.
However, Han Sen remained unmoved and continued to slash at him with his sword.
Even if the Seven Spirits Buddha was indeed deceived by the emperor, if the Buddha clan had no intention of killing him, how could the Seven Spirits Buddhas chase him for so long in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and the Buddha clan would not respond?
There is no doubt that the Buddha clan itself really wanted to kill him for some reason. This had nothing to do with whether Emperor Kuang had confused the Seven Spirits Buddha.
Roars and roars echoed in the paradise world, but they were of no use. Han Sen didn't know how to cut tens of thousands of knives, and those many knives were also slashed on the neck of Qi Ling Buddha, and finally one knife struck him.
The head of the man with four sides was chopped off, and the golden blood spurted out wildly, flowing everywhere on the ground.
"Hunt the marquis-level alien eight-armed golden Buddha, obtain the beast soul of the eight-armed golden Buddha, and discover the alien gene."
A voice sounded in Han Sen's mind at the same time, which made Han Sen feel refreshed. After working for so long, he had gained something.
The alien body of the Seven Spirit Buddha collapsed suddenly, but the golden flame light and shadow still stood there, and the light symbol was still fixed on the forehead of the flame figure.
Bang!
The light symbol suddenly exploded, shattering the golden flame. Emperor Kuang's roar immediately disappeared together with the flame, leaving nothing behind.
Almost at the same time, on a spaceship that had just left the Buddhist Kingdom, a man holding a cloth banner was leaning on a chair with his eyes closed to rest, but the corners of his mouth were slightly squirming, as if he was saying to himself: "That guy Di Kuang actually
If you dare to possess someone and show yourself, you are really asking for death. You should be able to recover from this severe injury for a while. People from our Han family can't kill you, you bastard."
Han Sen took out a bottle and filled it with the golden blood of the Eight-Armed Golden Buddha. The part that transformed him was the blood.
After finishing all this, Han Sen took a look at his new beast soul.
Viscount level golden Buddha with four sides and eight arms: soul armor type.
Han Sen was slightly startled. He had seen a lot of armor-type beast souls. It should be the introduction of the word "armor type". What did this soul armor type mean? Han Sen had a hard time guessing.
Without hesitation, Han Sen directly summoned the beast soul, and a full-body golden armor immediately wrapped Han Sen's body, looking very brilliant and domineering.
It is somewhat similar to Gemini's Golden Saint Cloth, but it seems to be no different from ordinary beast soul armor. They are also physical armors. I don't see anything special about the word soul armor.
Han Sen gathered his strength and tried to punch out, but as soon as he thought about it, he suddenly saw the golden light flashing on the golden armor, turning into a Buddha shadow with four arms and four arms to protect him behind him.
The power of the eight-armed Buddha's golden Buddha light and the power of one punch are no less powerful than those of the seven-spirited Buddha when he was alive.
"Go ahead, the soul armor is so powerful!" Han Sen was overjoyed. He didn't expect there to be this type of armor. Putting on this armor is equivalent to him having the power of a marquis, or a marquis like Seven Spirit Buddhas.
The power is a bit abnormal.
"I wonder if outsiders can see the soul of the eight-armed golden Buddha. If they can, it would be a bit troublesome." Han Sen thought to himself, and took the beast soul back into the soul sea, looking at it.
Toward the paradise world.
In the Buddhist temple of the Buddhist clan, a candle suddenly went out. The face of the ancestor of Ran Deng, who was sitting like a Buddha statue with his eyes closed, suddenly changed. Many princes and nobles were shocked when he sat down, which could make the ancestor of Ran Deng change his face.
This has never happened in thousands of years.
"Seven spirits are dead!" The ancestor of Ran Deng said these four words one by one with a distorted face.
"With the strength of the Seven Spirits, it is impossible for Han Sen, a mere viscount..." All the Buddhists were shocked.
"How is this possible... Didn't Qi Ling go after Han Sen to get the blade..." As if he knew that he had made a mistake, the Buddha King immediately fell silent and whispered a Buddha's name.
"No matter who killed the Seven Spirits, they will have to pay the price." The expression of the ancestor of Ran Deng returned to calmness, but that calmness made people feel even more terrifying.
The only disciple he had accepted as an exception for thousands of years, who was regarded by the ancestor of the Buddha as the most promising disciple of the Buddhist clan to advance to deification, died like this. The anger in the heart of the ancestor of the lamp was beyond words.
"Han Sen...he...he..." A Buddhist Duke who was responsible for monitoring the Pure Land suddenly shouted in surprise.
"What happened?" King Jinghai Buddha frowned and looked at the Duke.
"Hansen has walked into the other side!" the Buddhist Duke said with a strange expression.
"What? How can he reach the other side? Isn't there no quota set for him?" King Jinghai asked with some disbelief.
"I don't know, but he has really walked into the other side. You can see for yourselves." The Duke of the Buddha couldn't explain clearly. He waved the Buddhist mirror in his hand, and the Buddha's light was immediately reflected in the mirror, and it was Han Sen's figure.
All the Buddhist princes and nobles could see clearly that where Han Sen was, there was no doubt that he was on the other side.
"He entered the Pure Land with the seven spirits. Now that he has come out, the seven spirits are dead. There is no doubt that he killed the seven spirits." The ancestor of Ran Deng stood up from the lotus platform and walked step by step towards the gate of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.