Chapter 1924
Chapter 1924 - Right arm, Demon!
Afraid of death!
Everyone was scared.
What is faith in the face of death?
What did the son of god count as?
Nothing was more important than his own life!
Seeing them kneel down, White-cloth Saint laughed out loud, "Hahaha … Hahaha... Do you see it, do you see it? In this world, only the powerhouse is a god! "
"Lord of Buddha?"
"Pfft!"
Extremely disdainful.
White-cloth Saint laughed out loud while stomping on the Lord of Buddha statue until it was crushed into pieces. She was extremely excited, as if she had a deep grudge against Lord of Buddha.
White-cloth Saint looked at the few people kneeling on the ground, "Pitiful!"
"How pitiful!"
"If you kneel, you will die as well!"
"Is the last martial buddha among you? He's dead, and no one can save you anymore. " White-cloth Saint looked at Long Fei.
As soon as he finished.
The faces of those people kneeling changed greatly, "Lord Evil Spirit, we've already kneeled down, please spare our lives."
"Please!"
"Please!"
He continued to kowtow.
It was completely useless!
"Die!"
White-cloth Saint's aura moved, and immediately crushed the remaining people. The entire Buddha's Main Hall was covered in blood, and the bodies of the surrounding Ten Thousand Blessings were dyed with fresh blood.
Seeing all this, the White-cloth Saint laughed loudly, "Buddha? Hmph, Buddha who saved the world? Even if I kill people in front of you, you won't be able to save a single one. "
"Just like the world?"
"Hahaha …"
"You high and mighty Buddhas are just trash who deceive the world." The White-cloth Saint said fiercely.
Long Fei looked at her.
He didn't know why.
Long Fei felt that she was a little pitiful.
… ….
Outside the Buddha's Main Hall.
With a thousand monk Guardians, they did not allow anyone to disturb the son of god selection.
No matter what happened inside, they would never go in.
"There's something different about this year's son of god Selection. The Buddha's Main Hall is emitting killing intent nonstop. Why is this happening?"
"Who knows?"
"I guess this year's selection is a little special."
"It's also possible that the Lord of Buddha is testing them."
"Maybe not."
"If only I could go in as well. Perhaps I am that son of god."
"Are you dreaming?"
… ….
Everyone in the Bliss Temple was waiting and discussing.
No one knew that the current Buddha's Main Hall was bleeding profusely.
No one would have thought of that!
The residence of the long-browed elder!
"Clan Elder, no matter who it is, we cannot let Long Fei become the son of god. If he does, he will not let us off. At that time, I'm afraid …"
An elder said worriedly.
Anyone could become a son of god, so could Long Fei.
If it was him, then the people who had mocked and ridiculed Long Fei before wouldn't be easy to deal with. Moreover, they had all kicked Long Fei out of the Bliss Temple before.
Long-browed man understood.
An elder said: "No matter what, we cannot let him become a son of god."
"But, no one can enter the Buddha's Main Hall, we have no way to stop everything."
Long Brows narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "There is a way, after all!"
"The reason why Long Fei can stand is because there is a power supporting him within his body."
Suddenly.
An elder immediately said, "It's the power of the host."
Long Eyebrow nodded his head and laughed: "As long as the source of this energy disappears, he will instantly fall into a coma. Under these circumstances, how will he proceed with the son of god Selection? Could it be that Lord of Buddha will blindly choose a vegetable? "
"Huh?"
"Hahaha …"
"Hahaha …"
The few elders and the long-browed elder laughed out loud at the same time.
Long Fei had to die.
If he doesn't die, the Evil Spirit Tribe won't leave.
Long Fei had to die.
If he really became the son of god, then some people's days would not be so good.
This is the holy buddhahood.
But!
This was also the martial arts world.
In this world where the martial arts world was stained with water, no one could be alone. It was even more impossible for them to only have faith and no desire.
This was also the reason why they could not become Buddha.
Long Brows was moving!
… ….
In the Buddha's Main Hall.
Everyone had died, leaving only Long Fei.
White-cloth Saint looked at Long Fei and said, "All of your eight great martial buddha s have died. Without the eight great martial buddha s, you will definitely die."
"son of god?"
Long Fei asked: "Why do you keep thinking that I'm a son of god?"
White-cloth Saint laughed: "If you weren't son of god, how would you know that I am an Evil Spirit? Only the son of god would have a reaction to the Evil Spirit Tribe. If you aren't the son of god, how are you able to make it here and not die? "
"Of course!"
"I also don't believe that a person whose hands are filled with blood can become a son of god? The only possibility is that it was arranged by your mother a thousand years ago. "
"Your mother wants you to become a son of god."
"But... This is simply impossible. "
"Because, you are about to die, how can a dead person become a son of god?" White-cloth Saint started laughing. She looked at Long Fei as if she was looking at a dead man.
Buddha's Main Hall had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
This sort of place.
No doubt about it.
Long Fei didn't think about whether or not he was a son of god. Instead, he looked at the White-cloth Saint and said, "Are you sure you can kill me?"
White-cloth Saint laughed: "Do you think you can survive?"
Long Fei said: "Let's try it!"
White-cloth Saint said: "Let's try it!"
As soon as he finished.
The two of them moved at the same time, but this time Long Fei did not use his own strength. His heart sank as he said in a heavy tone, "If Lord of Buddha doesn't care, then I will turn into a demon!"
"I must take her!"
"Boom!"
With a move of his right arm, the Dragon-Shaped Mark on his shoulder emitted a black glow.
It was just like how dragons transformed into demons.
His right arm turned black.
In addition …
The meridians and muscles on his arm were all changing. They constantly twisted and distorted, and streams of power couldn't be controlled as they burst out.
He made a fierce comparison.
"Ahh …"
Long Fei screamed in his heart.
The crazy consumption of holy power value!
The aura on White-cloth Saint's body also increased sharply. Seeing the tight lock between Long Fei's black right eyebrows, she had never seen such an evil power.
Evil Spirit Tribe.
Originally a spirit race.
The reason they had become Evil Spirit Tribe was because they had sold their souls to demons.
Become the messenger of demons on earth.
However.
What was Long Fei's right arm?
Devil's Hand!
A true demonic power.
How could White-cloth Saint ever see such power?
In that instant.
Long Fei's right arm became more and more uncontrollable, as if his entire arm was going to explode.
Seeing the White-cloth Saint rushing over.
Long Fei was too lazy to control the power of the Devil's Hand, he immediately roared out, "Come on, just release all of your power."
As soon as he finished.
Long Fei's arm suddenly changed.
He then turned into a sinister, gigantic Devil's Hand and smashed down at White-cloth Saint.
It was like swatting a fly!
Powerful to the point of explosion!