Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

After another three days, Chen Ming walked out of the stone house, Spirit Power recovered a lot, and at the same time he was able to master that form proficiently.

In order to be considerate of that hideous appearance, Chen Ming gave this form a killer name.

When I went out, Haoyue was in the sky, it was midnight, and the entire Qingshan Sect was very quiet.

Chen Ming came to the back mountain, looked at Xiao Han, and after feeding something, he looked at the buddha tower next to him.

After loosening his shoulders, Chen Ming embarked on a journey to continue challenging the Pagoda.

Without staying too much, I went straight to the sixth floor and found that it was still Sakyamuni!

"Why are you still?" Chen Ming was stunned.

However, if you look closely, there are still some differences. This Shakyamuni was obviously after becoming a Buddha. The luxurious wear on his body, the golden lotus and the golden light radiated from under his seat.

In other words, this is Tathagata Buddha.

"Little benefactor, it's really not easy to get to the sixth floor of Buddhism Pagoda." Tathagata Buddha's face was expressionless, and his mouth did not move when he made a sound.

It was as if the sound floated from his body.

"Just laughed." Chen Ming cupped fist.

"It's strange that the donor has buddha roots but does not escape into the buddhism, it is a pity."

"I have no relationship with Buddhism."

"This is a bad remark, let me save it."

Chen Ming was so familiar with this sentence, and he didn't understand why the real Buddha's remnants in this buddha tower were so persistent.

But Chen Ming's answer is of course unwilling, but Tathagata Buddha did not intend to discuss with him.

"Calm down!" Tathagata Buddha waved his hand, and a light of Buddha wrapped Chen Ming.

Without waiting for Chen Ming to do anything, he already felt that own Divine Sense drifted upwards slowly, seeming to be moving away from own body.

The body began to be out of control, and the deep sense of powerlessness and the uncontrollable strangeness of the body made Chen Ming feel terrified.

"What did you do to me!" Chen Ming exclaimed.

Tathagata Buddha completely ignored Chen Ming and recited the scriptures on his own.

Chen Ming felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, similar to the feeling of being transformed into a hundred monks when he was in Buddhism last time.

This time, Chen Ming was unable to cover his own ears, because his body was not under control at all.

Circles of scripture spells were turned into entities, and they danced around Chen Ming like colorful butterflies.

Chen Ming is still insisting, insisting not to let the power of that scripture invade his own Divine Sense.

As time went on, those runes tightened Chen Ming's Divine Sense like a hooping spell, making him feel breathless.

Chen Ming felt that Own's head was about to burst.

"Ah~!" Chen Ming let out a painful voice.

"Don't resist, prosper with Buddha, and die against Buddha!" ​​Tathagata Buddha's face was expressionless, completely hopeless.

A black blade faintly flickered in Chen Ming's mind, and Chen Ming stretched out his hand, wanting to catch the black blade.

This black blade was exactly the broken sword that Chen Ming had obtained. After getting a fragment in the secret realm last time, the power of this broken sword became even greater.

"It's almost enough!" Chen Ming Divine Sense thought.

After he worked so hard, his dull body fingers finally trembled slightly.

It was this tremor, and a black remnant blade appeared in his hand.

The remnant blade braving the black air instantly melted the surrounding rune, and Chen Ming felt the familiar sense of control in his hand.

Feeling able to control his arm, Chen Ming immediately squeezed the remnant sword and drew it around.

Wherever the Remnant Sword passed, rune was instantly melted away.

Tathagata Buddha saw this scene, knowing that the imprisonment was about to be broken up, and immediately stepped back.

As a burst of energy shattered, the imprisoned rune instantly shattered, Chen Ming returned, and Divine Sense regained his brain.

"I really don't understand why you are so obsessed with saving me!" Chen Ming gasped.

"Could it be that Immortal Ascension can't be done without entering Buddhism?"

Tathagata Buddha did not respond to Chen Ming, but rushed over and slapped Chen Ming with a palm.

This palm hit him, Chen Ming didn't feel any pain, and this palm didn't seem to have any power.

Just when Chen Ming thought so, his body suddenly flew backwards uncontrollably?

"What the hell?" Chen Ming was shocked, this palm is still delayed?

"Since the donor will never change until death, then I can only make you disappear forever!" Tathagata Buddha looked at Chen Ming blankly.

Chen Ming sneered.

"If you become a Buddha but not a Buddha, it sounds nice and has no desires and no desires. Is this called selflessness?"

"Come on!" Chen Ming roared, his eyes glowing red instantly, and the dragon behind him blessed him.

Killing God mode!

The short remnant sword exudes black energy, spinning fast in Chen Ming's hand, like a top.

Chen Ming quickened his pace and rushed towards Tathagata Buddha with all his strength.

"Go to hell!" Chen Ming pointed the sword forward and stab Tathagata Buddha.

Seeing that Can Sword was about to pierce his body, an invisible force blocked Chen Ming.

"Small bugs!" Tathagata Buddha slapped him with a palm.

Before the palm of his hand touched Chen Ming, Chen Ming's soul was deeply shaken.

Leaving Own's body instantly, he flew back, watching Own's body stop in place, and the blue dragon and red eyes behind him disappeared instantly.

"How could it be!" Chen Ming couldn't believe the scene before him.

"Quiet!" Tathagata Buddha waved his big hand down.

Chen Ming's soul was shackled by invisible power, pressed to the ground, and could not move at all!

Then Tathagata Buddha slowly walked towards Chen Ming's soul, and a rotating swastika appeared in his palm.

Spirit Power gathered on the swastika, and Tathagata Buddha slowly pressed down his palm.

The crushing force made Chen Ming unable to raise his head.

Chen Ming tried his best to summon things that could be used, but those things couldn't feel the call of Chen Ming's soul.

Out of the broken sword.

The Can Sword turned into a light from Chen Ming's physical hands and flew towards Chen Ming, and Chen Ming got the Can Sword.

Chen Ming suddenly got up, took out the remnant sword and waved it randomly, the power dissipated in an instant.

"How is it possible, impossible!" Tathagata Buddha backed away in fright.

"How can there be real objects that can feel the call of the soul, this is impossible!"

The afterimage of Tathagata Buddha also suffered a backlash because the casting was interrupted, and suffered directly internal injuries.

Although there seems to be no change on the surface, the Spirit Power in the body has all been scattered.

Chen Ming rushed to own body, then returned to the body, and the black blade held it tightly in his hand.

The two continued to fight, and Chen Ming's mode of killing the gods was turned on, and the speed was extremely fast.

Even so, the two played equally well, and after the round of defeat, the entire buddha tower trembled.

Because of the previous backlash, the Spirit Power in the body of Tathagata Buddha is unstable, and it is very inconvenient to control. Every move cannot fully use the appropriate Spirit Power.

The tricks have become more and more chaotic, and the flaws have become more obvious.

Because of the Killing God mode, Chen Ming's Spirit Power was consumed very quickly, and he couldn't support it at this moment.

Both sides suffered both losses, but neither had the intention of shrinking.

Chen Ming summoned the golden light, ready to fight hard, holding the remnant sword and the Demon Killing Sword, holding the two swords in both hands, rushed towards the Tathagata Buddha.

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