"Are these two Buddhas helping me to resurrect?"

The mysterious ancient Buddha opened his eyes and stared at the Inanimate Maitreya Buddha and the Canaanite monk, and asked.

His voice was like thunder, and at the same time, thunder and lightning flashed across the void. All of this was because Lei Jue's bloodline had not been completely absorbed by him, and the power of thunder was dissipated in the void.

"Greetings to the ancient Buddha of Baozhuang! You have finally recovered! Everything we have done is worth it!"

Seeing that phalanx finally evolved to its extreme, an ancient Buddha was born from nothingness. The Inanimate Maitreya Buddha and the Canaanite monk were extremely excited. They were tortured and beaten to half death.

Here it is.

But it doesn't matter now!

The revival of the ancient Buddha, with the support of a supreme powerhouse, means that the adverse trend has completely changed, and they can stand up and become the masters!

"Thank you two Buddhist disciples. From now on, you two will be the holy envoys beside me."

The ancient Buddha in Baozhuang smiled with his flowers in front of the inanimate Maitreya Buddha and the Canaanite monks, and promised to repay them.

The next moment, he seemed to sense something. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Lei Jue, who was suppressed by his own treasure. His face also showed a kind gesture, and he smiled and said: "Junior, you sacrificed your life to serve the Buddha and your merits are immeasurable. Wait for me in the future.

When you establish a sect, you will record today's events in my Buddha's birthday. By then, everyone will know your name. You may be immortal because of this!"

"Fuck you!"

Lei Jue let out a huge roar.

After all, he is the peerless god king who has broken free from the shackles of the nine bloodlines. At the last moment, he fully stimulated his potential, and his whole body was like the sun, emitting dazzling light. Thunderbolts, like invincible vines, emerged from his body

Spread out.

"Boom boom boom!"

These thunderbolts kept hitting the walls around the pagoda, trying to smash the Buddhist scrolls on those walls.

But, what a pity!

The golden scroll on the wall is a treasure of chaos, and it is a magical treasure that accompanies the ancient Buddha.

At this time, countless thunderbolts struck the Buddha scroll, like a cow falling into a quagmire, unable to make a single ripple.

"Junior, you are doing this useless work, it is meaningless!"

There was a look of compassion in the eyes of the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang, but the movements of his hands were not delayed at all.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The seals formed on his hands are like butterflies passing through flowers, constantly changing.

One by one, the extremely complicated Buddha seals were taken out by him and suppressed directly towards Lei Jue.

Gradually, Lei Jue felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.

"Kakaka..."

At the same time, the bloodline shackles on his body began to shatter one after another... This kind of fragmentation was not the relief after breaking free from the bloodline shackles, but the bloodline shackles that had already been broken free to build a complete divine power channel, which was constantly being broken.

The crushing is so painful that most people cannot bear it.

A bloodline shackle shattered, which meant that his strength had dropped by a level.

"Bang bang bang..."

Lei Jue was originally a peerless god king who broke free from the shackles of the nine bloodlines, but at this time, as the life essence was continuously absorbed, his strength also continued to decline.

In just a few breaths, four of his bloodline shackles were shattered.

At present, he can barely support the cultivation level of the God King!

"Uncle Jue!!!"

Outside the pagoda, when Lei Zhong saw this scene, he gritted his teeth in anger and clenched his fists tightly.

Because he used too much force, his nails actually dug into his flesh, and streams of blood flowed out, but he didn't even know it!

If he hadn't brought Lei Jue here, how could Lei Jue be remembered by this ancient Buddha in the treasure house, and have his blood and essence continuously drained out of him!

"Despicable villain, how dare you try to steal my bloodline from Thunder Punishment City! When the supreme leader of our clan comes, let's see how you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Lei Zhong's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

However, he did not lose his mind and quickly used the messenger talisman to convey the news to Lei Punishing City.

As long as the supreme powerhouses in Thunder Punishment City learn of this news, they will definitely rush over immediately and will never watch Uncle Jue's bloodline being extracted!

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"So cruel!"

"Compared to the cruelty of the inanimate Maitreya Buddha, this ancient Buddha is even more greedy, despicable and completely inhumane!"

At this moment, when Yang Yunfan saw what happened to Mr. Lei Jue, he felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

If Mr. Lei Jue hadn't appeared, the bloodline of Leijue City would have been more impressive than the bloodline inheritance of him and Yun Shang. At this time, he and Yun Shang were the ones whose blood essence was extracted.

"Haha... Yang Yunfan, it's not too late to beg for mercy now! If you are willing to surrender to me, I can help you say a few good words to the ancient Buddha Baozhuang and spare your death."

Seeing that the faces of Yang Yunfan and others were pale, while the ancient Buddha in Baozhu not far away was suppressing Lei Jue, who had just been invincible, to the point of being unable to move, Monk Kanan laughed very happily.

Along the way, he discovered that Yang Yunfan and others looked down upon him completely.

Just now, he was even more nakedly abused.

If Baozhuan Ancient Buddha hadn't happened to revive, he might have been killed by Yang Yunfan right now.

However, these grievances have passed.

Now, Baozhuang Ancient Buddha has completely controlled the situation, and as the holy envoy of Baozhuang Ancient Buddha, he has a high position and is no longer an ordinary person. Naturally, he cannot have the same knowledge as a little person like Yang Yunfan, who is like an ant.

At this time, he chose to forgive Yang Yunfan regardless of past grudges. Wouldn't it be more aristocratic?

As for the future...

Haha, wouldn't it be more fulfilling to let Yang Yunfan work as a horse under his sect than to simply kill him?

"You want me to surrender?"

Yang Yunfan looked at Mr. Lei Jue. His originally handsome and handsome appearance had been damaged by the ancient Buddha in Baozhuang, and he had turned into a rotten old man. His skin was wrinkled, like withered orange peels.

He was filled with anger and guilt.

Mr. Lei Jue came to help him, but it ended up like this. The culprits were the Inanimate Maitreya Buddha and the Canaan monk.

At this moment, this little bald man actually dares to surrender?

"Besides surrendering, do you have another option?"

Although the Canaan monk's limbs were severed, he felt that he had the upper hand and was not afraid of Yang Yunfan's resistance. His tone was full of ridicule.

Yang Yunfan glanced at the ancient Buddha in the Baozhuang. The threat from the supreme power was too great.

Just one look might break his soul.

However, the ancient Buddha in the Baozhuang was concentrating on absorbing the bloodline power of Leijue Mountain and did not pay attention to Yang Yunfan for a while.

This gave Yang Yunfan a chance!

He risked his life, turned around, and pounced on the Canaan monk. His palms were covered with eternal golden flames, and he roared: "You are right, I am dead anyway, I will kill you first to take my back!"

"Yang Yunfan, you despicable villain, repay kindness with hatred, I will spare your life with good intentions!"

The Canaan monk's hands and feet were broken. At this moment, he thought that the ancient Buddha of Baozhuang was sure of victory. He had the protection of the supreme power, so he dared to ask Yang Yunfan to surrender. But he did not expect that Yang Yunfan was not afraid of death and wanted to follow him.

He died together.

He couldn't help but cry!

"Fuck you!"

Yang Yunfan slapped the Canaanite monk on the head. He practiced the laws of the earth and was extremely powerful, and his hands were filled with eternal golden flames. This Canaanite monk was just a strong man in the divine realm, and the divine power in his body was blocked by the Orange Fairy.

How could it be blocked?

With a "bang", the Canaan monk's head shattered like a rotten watermelon.

As for the core of the soul, it was directly burned by the eternal golden flame and turned into a wisp of smoke.

"Killing this guy will finally make me feel better!"

Yang Yunfan saw that the Canaanite monk's body was burned to ashes by the eternal golden flames, and his heart was filled with joy.

At the same time, his eyes suddenly saw the golden gourd not far away, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Canaanite monks can use this golden gourd even if they don't have it. Can I also..."

At this moment, he saw not far away that Mr. Lei Jue could not hold on much longer, and when Mr. Lei Jue died, there was no doubt that the ancient Buddha in this precious building would be completely revived.

By then, they will all die!

"No matter what, let's give it a try!"
Chapter completed!