I didn't dare to move, but my heart was pounding.
I gathered my energy and stared at the dense aura of the Buddha statues in front of me.
I found the pattern in the arhat imaginary array at the bottom of the Potala Palace, and there was no one in charge of that array, and it was built jointly by a group of living Buddhas.
And if the one in front of you is a large formation, he is guarded by the Sun and Moon Cult.
As for who forged it, it is unknown, but it is definitely very powerful.
The Sun and Moon Cult's Living Buddhas are much more powerful.
You must know the reincarnation of the Living Buddha.
The rights are all given by the Sun and Moon Cult Leader.
It seems to be the ability given by this Buddha Miracle Square.
While I was thinking, I suddenly felt the air flow around me suddenly increase.
Moreover, the flow of dense air in the square has also accelerated, and I know that the situation has changed.
I closed my eyes and sensed the front, back, left, and right, because the other party didn't say a word, I was afraid that there would be some movement.
There was a sudden crash.
A huge wave of air fell from the sky.
I suddenly looked up at the sky and saw a huge palm.
The palms condensed by the dense air and ice pressed down in my direction.
The huge air pressure made all my hair, clothes, and even my face tremble, and I almost couldn't breathe.
At this moment, I knew it was powerful.
This feeling was exactly the same as the previous feeling of the Witch Clan God Statue, or even stronger.
With a crash, Jun Sheng's sword was unsheathed.
I held up the Junsheng Sword, raised both hands, and stabbed.
It's like huge, standing tall against the sky and the earth.
Moreover, Yin Qi, Five Elements Elements, and Thunder and Lightning Elements were injected into Junsheng Sword.
I saw purple-red current flowing on the surface of Jun Sheng's sword, making a crackling sound.
"Come on" I gritted my teeth and then stared at the angry palm.
What kind of existence is this that can condense the surrounding energy into such a huge palm, and it is almost substantial?
There was a boom.
Huge pressure suddenly came, and his knees bent and he knelt down to the bluestone on the ground.
There was a click, the bluestone cracked, and there was a sharp pain in the knee.
And the knee has already penetrated three inches into the stone.
With the knee as the center, the entire bluestone slab is covered with dense tear stains.
Both knees are numb, and I don’t know if they are broken or not.
Bang.
When the huge palm came into contact with the tip of my Junsheng sword, it suddenly exploded.
The powerful airflow after the explosion rolled and spread out in all directions.
The huge air pressure directly pressed me to the ground, with my face and belly touching the ground.
And Jun Sheng's sword was also scattered on the ground, shaking twice, struggling to fly, but failing again and again.
I knew he was also seriously injured.
I failed, I know I failed.
At this moment, I realized how insignificant I was.
I thought I had so many means, but now I was once again vulnerable.
I thought I had the Arhat's golden body, but this time the Buddhist thought power in my body was not enough to activate it, and I ran out of relics.
A few days ago, half a large stone bowl full of blood was released.
A mouthful of old blood spurted out.
I pushed myself up and tried to raise my head, but the area below my neck didn't seem to belong to me and didn't obey my orders at all.
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"Those who are not of my race and trespass will die."
The old man's voice echoed in the square.
I closed my eyes and felt another huge palm pressing down on my body.
For once I gave in.
"Hahahaha."
I could still laugh out loud, but the voice was as hoarse and unpleasant as a drake's.
This moment is completely different from the state of mind when he was hit by the witch god statue.
Maybe it’s because I’ve experienced more and I’m not that scared anymore, or maybe I’m numb.
But I still feel very reluctant to give up.
Not long ago, I promised Yuelan that I would retire with her and ignore the world, and live a carefree life with my family.
But now it's all over, it's impossible to achieve.
That angry palm was like a thundercloud, pressing down on my unconscious body.
Only my head still had some feeling.
I was afraid that this blow would shatter my body into pieces and leave no trace of my body.
But at this moment, even though my whole body was numb, I saw that my body was shaking involuntarily.
The shaking was like trying to get up or stand up.
I was shocked.
Is my body being controlled by someone else?
But he struggled for a few times, and when he was about to get up, the huge air pressure pushed his body down again.
This may be the instinctive desire to survive.
However, what I didn't expect was that the palm with white smoke did not fall down.
Instead, it slowly dissipated as it fell to the side.
"You bastard," the old man yelled, and the voice came from a distance.
I don't know who he was scolding, but apart from him and me, there shouldn't be a third person here.
He should be scolding me.
Then I heard again: "You are such an evil deed.
Not only did you swallow the relics of others who had worked hard, but you also slaughtered the people of my clan and incorporated their blood into your own body.
This is tolerable, but what is intolerable?"
When I heard it, it turned out that he was scolding me, but it was wrong.
I had done this by devouring the relics.
But I didn't kill his people and integrate them into my body.
I said in a weak voice: "I didn't kill your people, let alone ask for their blood.
Don't slander me, relic."
I ate it, but it was given to me by someone else.”
The sound was so low that I couldn't hear it clearly, and I was afraid that the old man wouldn't be able to hear it either.
But whatever, they're both going to die, so there's nothing to argue about, so let's just stop arguing.
Unexpectedly, the other party actually heard it and asked me: "Then I ask you, where did the blood you vomited come from?"
"This is my blood."
My voice was still very small.
"Fart, this is zombie blood."
The old man scolded.
"I'm a zombie too," I continued.
"This is different.
This is my Holy City of the Sun and Moon, the unique zombie blood of my species."
The old man emphasized again.
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I'm so confused, what the hell is going on?
I suddenly remembered that in the phantom formation under the Potala Palace, in order to rescue Wu Xiaoyue, I released Princess Chizun, and the corpse poison I got was also Princess Chizun's.
Princess Chizun bit the man with the mask, and the man with the mask spit out black smoke from the corpse poison.
Then I took the corpse poison and turned into a zombie.
This may be because my blood was corrupted by the corpse poison.
But what's the use?
If you say it, you'll die, and you're not of his kind.
Just when I was thinking about it, I didn't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly a pair of white sneakers stood in front of me.
I stared at the pair of white sneakers in front of me with wide eyes, feeling familiar.
When I was in elementary school and junior high school, these white sneakers were the most popular.
Almost all male and female students had a pair, and of course I also had a pair.
I felt like that dark force was at work again, causing me to hallucinate.
Because it is impossible for this pair of white sneakers to appear here and now.
The calves wearing these white sneakers were very fair.
I tried to turn my head to see who it was, but my neck was weak and disobedient, and I couldn't see the girl's face at all.
But I have a feeling that I know this girl, and she feels very familiar to her
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