Chapter 1677

Fahai vomited blood and flew backward,

flying directly from the inn to a grassy area thousands of meters away.

And Xiao followed.

The spear in his hand was wrapped in countless storms,

aiming directly at his neck.

If it hit,

even if he didn't die, he would lose a layer of skin.

Fahai immediately roared: "My business... is not for you to interfere with! You mere demonic outsider... you want to ruin my state of mind, I have the purple-gold alms bowl bestowed by the Buddha.

Go to hell..."

When he said this,

he actually defaulted to Xiao's previous statement.

He didn't dare to fight with the Demon Lord.

At the same time, chasing Bai Suzhen was also because he felt he could subdue the other party.

Fahai didn't even dare to find trouble with the Iron Tree Demon,

because without a sucker like Xu Xian,

his Dust-Sealing Curse couldn't be lifted.

Under the addition of the Dust-Sealing Curse,

his magic treasures couldn't be used, and his strength naturally decreased greatly.

All his thoughts were seen through,

so it's no wonder Fahai would be ashamed and angry.

The purple-gold alms bowl is a magic treasure bestowed by the Buddha, possessing powerful strength, and even Bai Suzhen had to retreat three times.

... Begging for flowers...

One can imagine the power of this magic treasure.

And Fahai was relying on this weapon to be so arrogant.

"Evil demon... let's see what you do now?"

"Oh? You finally used the purple-gold alms bowl... Very well, I will completely shatter your dignity... As the saying goes, one thought blooms flowers... golden lotuses everywhere..."

Hum.

Golden light

bloomed in Fahai's eyes.

That was the power of the Buddhist sect,

magnificent and golden,

even purer than his.

It could even be said that this power... was already at the Venerable level.

Coming outside,

one would be called a Buddha.

The light of the purple-gold alms bowl hit the other party,

but was resolved by a strand of clear light.

"No... how is it possible, my purple-gold alms bowl... that is..."

Fahai couldn't believe his eyes.

This guy, full of karma and baleful aura,

was actually a great Buddhist being.

And, he even possessed a Three-Grade Golden Lotus!!!

His purple-gold alms bowl couldn't cause any influence at all!!!

"Oh? You understand now... My power, regardless of attribute... or purity, is stronger than yours. According to the rules of the Buddhist sect... you must kneel and pay respects..."

"I spit... You simply stole the power of my Buddhist sect!!! It must be like this... it must be..."

"Noisy!!! Namo Amitabha..."

Looking at the insane Fahai,

Xiao directly pinched a seal,

and with a Great Thunder Sound Technique, directly blasted the other party away.

A terrifying sonic technique,

Fahai had no way to defend against it,

and was directly severely injured by vomiting blood.

"Cough... Pure Great Thunder Sound Technique... I haven't even learned it..."

The proud Fahai

was continuously humiliated by Xiao.

His eyes turned red.

The original magic treasures were dropped all over the ground.

Xiao picked up the demon-subduing pestle and snorted: "Since you, this monk, have gone into demonic deviation, I will collect these things for you... And if your dog eyes don't distinguish good from evil,

I will seal them for you too.

Otherwise, it's just a stain on this world..."

Golden light

rushed directly into Fahai's eyes.

"Ouch... my eyes... what did you do... what on earth did you do... I am a disciple of the Buddha... the Buddhist sect will not spare you..."

When the stinging pain disappeared,

Fahai found that his eyes couldn't see.

He had become a blind man.

This situation made Fahai very afraid.

And Xiao said: "This is the sin that should be repaid... full of benevolence and morality, yet you kill wantonly... Depriving you of your eyes is to let you feel this world with your heart...

Live well.

If you weren't a disciple of my Buddhist sect,

I would have killed you long ago...

Remember my name.

Buddhist sect... Golden-Winged Peng... I am the Buddha's uncle... You should call me Buddha.

By the way, I will take your purple-gold alms bowl... and the demon-subduing pestle.

When you realize your original heart,

come find me under the Bodhi tree..."

Saying this, Xiao left,

leaving Fahai lying helplessly on the spot.

Golden-Winged Peng,

Buddha's uncle.

He had kicked an iron plate this time.

Fahai wanted to cry but had no tears,

and his whole person collapsed.

His Buddhist heart even began to have cracks.

He was originally a monk with many shortcomings, but because he was chosen to face the tribulation, he was selected to enter the trap.

Who would have thought he would meet Xiao... ===== CHAPTER 1679 =====