Upon hearing this, the fourth prince looked at the third prince in surprise.

What can actually make the Holy Buddha interested?

The third brother is hiding so deeply!

He is worthy of being the first genius in the past.

"ah?"

The third prince was stunned, what was in his arms?

Isn’t it just a bronze mask left by my mother?

Although he was confused, the third prince did not neglect and took out the bronze mask from his arms.

Mottled, quaint, broken...

There is a strong atmosphere of time on it.

This mask is not an ordinary thing!

This was Tang Sanzang's first idea.

He had only felt this kind of aura on that bronze bell, and it was definitely not something from the Three Realms or even the native lands of the prehistoric world.

It also has a similar aura as the bronze coffin.

"The Holy Buddha is above. Is my decline in my cultivation related to this surface?"

The third prince's face was complicated.

He didn't expect this possibility at first, but now that the Holy Buddha said it, I think there is nothing wrong with it.

He was unwilling to believe that the only relic left by his mother was the culprit who caused him to fall from a genius to a waste overnight!

"It seems this guy is sleeping very heavily, give him some."

Tang Sanzang threw the bronze mask into the sky and gave a wink at the old abbot.

"I am merciful!"

When the Holy Buddha spoke, how could the old abbot neglect?

The magic power of his body was at its peak, and the Buddha's light shone around him, and a phantom of a red flag appeared behind him.

"town!"

The old abbot clasped his hands together, and a lion outside the Buddhist sect formed a seal and slapped it at the bronze mask.

Just a mask, I will beat it into a mess!

"Refers to the ground to form steel."

Tang Sanzang used a magical power at will.

"this……"

Seeing this, the third prince was at a loss and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"when!"

The Quasi-Saint Realm had a full blow and hit the bronze mask hard, making a sound of gold and iron.

"when!"

The bronze mask was knocked away by this blow and hit the ground, and then was shocked by the recoil force.

"this……"

Looking at the bronze mask that was intact and not even copper rust fell, the old abbot was stunned.

Is it true that I am a quasi-saint who doesn’t want to be face-saving?

With one full force, I couldn't even break a bronze mask?

There is no spiritual treasure ban on it, it is obviously just an ordinary thing?

Is this cultivation level fake?

The old abbot began to doubt life.

"Okay, since you have woken up, don't pretend to be asleep. Otherwise, I can't say that, I can only help the fellow Taoist so that I can sleep forever."

With one move, the bronze mask was caught by Tang Sanzang.

"Buzz!"

A powerful aura revived, vibrating the void.

This power has exceeded the upper limit of the Three Realms.

"The devil is subdued."

Tang Sanzang threw the brocade robe out and blocked the void.

The void, which was about to collapse, fell into peace again under the suppression of this magical power.

"I'm sleeping here, and it seems that I have never offended fellow Taoists, right?"

A phantom came out of the bronze mask.

Illusion, old, and depressed.

"Bastard! How dare you disrespect the Holy Buddha!" ​​×4.

The four great heavenly lords shouted loudly, and the aura of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm directly suppressed the phantom.

"?"

The phantom became stiff in an instant.

Damn, what's the situation?

In such a weak world, how could there be so many strong people?

What happened?

Could it be that I am unlucky?

"This is a misunderstanding. Friends, don't be impulsive!"

The phantom became timid in an instant.

There is no way, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

If he was in his heyday, he would be fine, only one step away from the Heavenly Dao level, so he would naturally not be afraid of the blockade of several Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals.

It's hard to deal with now, and he's only left with a remnant soul, who can barely withstand the pressure.

But if it takes a long time, he can't stand it. The pressure of these four Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm alone can suppress him to destroy both body and spirit!

The traitor is still free in the Daohun Pavilion, how can I die?

"Tell me, did you suck the magic power on this young man?"

Tang Sanzang pointed to the third prince.

"This is also a misunderstanding..."

The phantom's face changed slightly.

"I misunderstood you! Lao Zamao, your misunderstanding will make my cultivation go to waste?! I've made a ＊!

The third prince couldn't hold back in an instant, so he came to the phantom and cursed.

After all, he is just a young man and has not experienced much. His mentality has long been on the verge of collapse under the oppression of so many years.

Now the phantom's words made him completely collapse.

"This... my friend, please be careful, don't be impatient, I can compensate you."

To be honest, I did this incredibly.

But I don’t want to die. It was originally a wisp of residual soul. It drifted in chaos for a long time. Before the power fell into this world, it was almost gone.

I slept in the three realms for so long.

If he doesn't absorb a little mana, he may not be able to last this year.

"Compensation, what compensation do you take?!"

The third prince forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Reason tells him that incompetence and fury have no effect.

"Tianling Pill."

The phantom pointed his right index finger at the fourth prince on the side, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth came back instantly, turning into a green pill and falling into the body of the fourth prince.

After doing these things, the phantom became even more illusory.

It seems to dissipate in the next moment.

"Um!"
To be continued...