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A thunderbolt(2/2)

"Huh~~"

At this time, the power of thunder dispersed in the ancestral land of the Holy Tiger Clan.

At the same time, a faint fragrance was brought out.

The smell is very strange, somewhat like the scent of sandalwood. After smelling it, many people from the Holy Tiger Clan feel refreshed.

However, to [Shura Clone], this smell was like a highly poisonous one. He just inhaled a trace and felt that his body was corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid, and "chichi" appeared in many places.

Got some blood blisters.

"Buzz~~"

Soon, the Baoding's magic pattern circulated and drove away these negative effects.

However, Yang Yunfan felt the heart-wrenching feeling.

What a terrible smell!

"Great monk, there are many secrets here!"

At this time, Yang Yunfan repaired the injuries in his body and looked back coldly, with a hint of sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha."

Purple Light Buddha was speechless for a while.

He has been guarding here for decades, and the last time the thunder fell was ten years ago.

He estimated that the Supreme Principle must have noticed the presence of the soul aura of the fallen holy Buddha in this area, and deliberately dropped the thunder to investigate.

As long as it cannot be detected, the thunder will naturally dissipate.

The frequency of this thunder is not high, and it has only fallen a few times in the past few decades.

Purple Light Buddha never expected that while he was talking to Yang Yunfan, the thunder suddenly fell down sooner or later... He also knew that the fragrance emanating from the pit was very strange and full of Buddha

The rhyme cannot be explained at all.

So at this time, he didn't find any reason to offend Yang Yunfan. He could only lower his head in depression and chant a few Buddhist chants.

"Donor, I advise you not to be greedy. This place is not a blessed place for you demons." Purple Light Buddha advised with his eyelids drooping and his conscience behind his back.

He really didn't want a Shura demon to find a holy Buddha buried here.

A holy Buddha!

Even if his soul dies, the immortal body of the Holy Buddha alone is priceless, enough to make countless people fight for their lives.

What's more, this holy Buddha is still the true founder of their Pure Land Sect.

If there are so many people in the Pure Land Sect, they can't stop this Shura demon, and eventually let this demon desecrate the body of the founder... They, the Pure Land Sect, are too useless, they might as well be struck to death by lightning.
Chapter completed!
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