At this time, Guanyin who was standing by explained: "Prison God, if this catastrophe ends so hastily, it will be harmful to Tang Sanzang's master and disciples. It is better to temper it a little more."
She doesn¡¯t want this disaster to end so quickly.
After all, in the original plot, Tang Sanzang and his disciples were left to resolve this disaster, but as soon as Chu Hao took action, they immediately reaped the benefits.
"Even so, why didn't you inform me?" Chu Hao glanced at the Buddha's path.
In his opinion, as a protector, he should know this.
Wugou Buddha had a puzzled look on his face: "It happened for a reason, so I didn't notify you, the God of Hell."
Knowing that Chu Hao had calmed down, Wushou Buddha's voice also softened a lot. If it weren't for not wanting to provoke the other party, he would have shown a strong posture.
But Chu Hao still seemed dissatisfied. He looked at Wushou Buddha and said solemnly: "In the final analysis, the chance of this disaster should belong to my Taoism."
Although the Chanjiao has good relations with Xitian, and the Antarctic Immortal belongs to the Chanjiao, the Chanjiao is a Taoist force after all, and this opportunity should also belong to the Taoist sect according to the sage's decision.
The meaning of his words is also very obvious, that is, if Xitian intervenes, then the opportunity will belong to Buddhism.
Even if Chanjiao agrees, Chu Hao disagrees.
He has always only been able to blackmail others, not others to reap the benefits.
He expressed dissatisfaction with this behavior of "picking peaches".
These words shocked Wugou Buddha, and he said: "Prison God, this matter has been decided and cannot be changed."
"Who says it's impossible? It's just a defensive formation. I can just break it." Chu Hao said with disdain as he looked at the palace where Wugou Buddha used his magical power.
"Absolutely not." Guanyin quickly stopped him.
If this is the case, then the disaster will no longer exist. Then Sun Wukong can directly break into the palace and tell everything.
Wugou Buddha also said quickly: "Yes, Hell God, if you insist on doing it, I'm afraid you will disobey the way of heaven."
When things got to this point, Chu Hao actually realized that he couldn't interfere, otherwise it would trigger a backlash from heaven.
But he was in a very unhappy mood, and coupled with the tough-talking Antarctic Immortal, he stared at Wushou Buddha and said, "What should I do? I'm in a bad mood. How about you practice with me?"
"Practice? Hell God, you are joking." Naturally, Wugong Buddha did not dare.
"You are one of the thirty-five Buddhas after all. Where is your courage? Take action." Chu Hao pressed forward step by step.
"But." Wugou Buddha still wanted to struggle.
But at this moment, a spiritual sword suddenly appeared in Chu Hao's hand.
He had a solemn look on his face, holding the spiritual sword tightly in his hand, with bits of cold light reflecting on the blade, as if he was venting his unhappiness.
There was a firm determination in those deep eyes.
In front of him is an Immaculate Buddha, one of the thirty-five Buddhas, whose strength is self-evident.
This Buddha seems gentle, but he has great magical powers. Just a simple magical power can prevent Sun Wukong from entering the palace. His strength is also ranked among the top thirty-five Buddhas. I am afraid it is not the same as the original Baoguang Buddha. Up and down.
The two parties began to confront each other, the atmosphere became increasingly tense, and there was an air of uneasiness in the air.
Wugou Buddha knew that if he didn¡¯t let the other party say this today, he might not be able to leave.
Guanyin wanted to stop him, but when he saw Chu Hao's eyes of absolute despair, he knew that nothing he could say would be of any use.
Chu Hao fell into deep thought. He took a deep breath and focused his thoughts on the duel.
Wugou Buddha stared at him without moving at all, but Chu Hao felt a rebellious force surging in his body. He felt that his body was constantly shaking, and his soul seemed to be leaving the body
This is one of the magical powers of Vulgar Buddha. He can directly affect the opponent's mind and disrupt the opponent's sight.
Knowing that there was no way to avoid it, this Buddha did not want to be bullied like this, so he directly chose to deal with it head-on.
Chu Hao shook his head. Such confusion could be easily resolved for him.
After all, with his current state, he would have no problem dealing with a mere Buddha. Unless it was a Tathagata with a victorious posture, he might choose to avoid its edge.?But that's all.
He decided to use his true physical strength to fight against this somewhat powerful enemy.
The moment he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the battle, a dazzling light appeared all over his body. Under that light, endless power was surging, making him feel stronger than ever before.
This is another kind of his magical power. This kind of magical power is still in the experimental stage. Now it is time to try it with the Buddha.
I saw the sword light suddenly rising up, piercing the air like a startling rainbow. The sword energy disturbed the space violently, and the surrounding void even began to crack.
Wugou Buddha took action without hesitation. Countless golden arcs condensed in the palm of his hand and exploded instantly, heading straight for Chu Hao.
Chu Hao looked calm and showed no signs of weakness. He waved the spiritual sword in his hand and slashed out, and a dazzling silver light came towards him.
??The light pierced the sky, the sword energy and arcs passed through, and the two forces collided, causing an astonishing explosion.
Countless amounts of energy surged, swallowing everything around them instantly.
The storm finally passed, and Chu Hao still stood there, with the spiritual sword on his body emitting a strange light.
Opposite him, the cassock on the body of the Immortal Buddha had already been torn with countless cuts, and his flesh and blood were very messy and messy.
He won!
He defeated his opponent!
This is a matter of course, after all, the gap in strength lies here.
Wugou Buddha covered his chest, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly flowing around. Chu Hao's blow made him, the Buddha, very uncomfortable.
"Prison God, are you satisfied?" Buddha Wushu said in a deep voice.
In his opinion, getting hurt is acceptable.
He could clearly remember that if this guy got really angry, he would kill him directly, regardless of whether you were a Buddha or a demon.
Afterwards, he will give you a reason, a reason that you can't blame him for.
And this reason is quite reasonable, making your death meaningless.
Therefore, Wushu Buddha would rather get hurt and let the opponent vent his anger than dare to attack with all his strength.
After the experiment, Chu Hao looked at the scarred Buddha over there, shook his head and said, "I'm still unhappy."
As soon as these words came out, Wugou Buddha's face changed slightly, and he immediately asked: "What else does the Prison God want?"
"What else can I do? This opportunity fell on your Buddhist sect. Do you need to make some compensation?" Chu Hao said with a smile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com