At this moment, a huge light blue phantom of half of the old monk began to appear behind him, as if it was very thin for some reason. It was impossible to see clearly whether it was dressed or looked at it, but the suffocation brought by the golden giant in front of him was completely incomparable!

It should be the projection of a real immortal!

"Please help me with my help to kill this madman who is disrespectful to the immortal in front of me!"

The old monk naturally noticed the movement behind him and was even more ecstatic because he thought that his plan had been completely successful and the power left by the immortal had been successfully activated by him!

The remaining step is to eliminate this blasphemer, and no one will know the past of the immortal again, so that he can be free and happy forever!

As he finished speaking, the phantom behind him began to slowly raise his hand, as if he wanted to use the magic technique to execute his orders, which made him extremely proud.

"No matter how rampant you are, it is useless. I am the real immortal! Now I will avenge you before, punish you and execute you!"

The old monk sneered and thought so in his heart.

But at this moment, he unexpectedly noticed that the other party's eyes were not afraid of death, but instead looked at him with a very strange expression, as if he was watching something playing a miscellaneous act.

At the same time, he suddenly realized that around him was gradually turning dark, as if something huge on his head was beginning to slowly fall down...

"What...what is going on?"

The old monk's expression suddenly changed. He looked up suddenly, but he was so scared that he was both scared!

I saw an extremely huge hand falling down heavily on my head. In an instant, it was already close to me, as if the palm lines on it could be seen clearly...

It was obviously just a phantom, but the terrifying wave of air swept up to blew his clothes, and blood marks and cracks appeared on the exposed skin everywhere on his body due to the huge pressure, as if a very realistic porcelain doll was beginning to slowly break from his head.

"How could it be..."

The old monk's face was instantly bloodless and extremely frightened!

"I am your master, I order you to kill that blasphemer! Why... why did he attack me!"

He shouted almost at the top of his lungs, begging for even the last glimmer of hope.

However, it was useless at all. The phantom ignored his begging for mercy and slapped his palm directly. The moment it landed heavily on the ground, it deeply imprinted three feet deep in the ground. Cracked like spider webs slowly spread from the edges, and the wreckage of the entire golden giant was trembling violently.

As for the person under the palm, I am afraid that even if he is truly an indestructible body, he will have to turn into an iron lump at this moment, and he will not have a chance to survive.

The other party probably wouldn't have expected that he had planned for so long, but he just prepared a grand but absurd funeral for himself.

Du Bai stood in the air, seeing all the changes clearly, and gaining a deeper understanding of the remaining strength of this immortal.

"To be honest, it is probably stronger than the power left by the Ezu Buddha at that time, and it is even close to the level of the Thousand Years of Ghost King."

Du Bai thought so in his heart as he looked at the phantom that had not dissipated even though the awakened person had died, but his eyes narrowed slightly and prepared for defense.

"What's different from Ezu Buddha is that the other party seems to have more sense of autonomy, which is an uncertain factor."

After all, he had never really come into contact with the so-called immortals and Buddhas, and he had no way of knowing how many methods they would have. Even if he was already dead, it was hard to say whether he would lay the trap of rebirth such as body rebirth. Just like those immortal novels in previous lives, he must be careful when he is cautious.

As expected, the blue fairy figure seemed to raise his head and look at him. Although he had no substantial gaze, Du Bai felt an extremely strong feeling of being peeped, as if the last trace of darkness on his body was illuminated by the light that could not be avoided, which made people subconsciously feel a sense of resistance.

"Is this immortal trying to kill me too?"

I was shocked, but soon I calmed down.

Du Bai dared not say that he could beat the other party 100% now, at least he had the same force as the other party. However, he did not hope that his power would be wasted on such a battle that should not have happened.

Since the Ancestor Buddha could not see his clone of the Nightmare Dragon King, then this immortal should not be able to see it, and there is no reason to kill demons and eliminate evil and harm to the people. Perhaps the other party was just out of a self-protection state, trying to eliminate all the "evils" who tried to steal the power of the immortals!

Just as the other party raised the giant hand again, as if he was about to move again, Du Bai immediately tried his best to stimulate the strong and pure Buddhist aura and righteousness in his body to label him a "good person" and try to get away with it.

This method was successful at least when I met the Ancestral Buddha before, it depends on whether the new immortal is eating this trick.

He held his breath and waited for the other party's decision.

If you fail, you can only use your own strength to forcibly "persuade" the other party.

After all, the other party's "immortal" is dead, and only a trace of obsession remains. No matter how strong the power is, it is limited. He also has the protection of an equal true Buddha, and the power of the Nightmare Dragon King can assist him. Two plus one is stronger than the other party and will not lose.

His eyes were staring at the movement of the giant hand, watching it slowly lift, as if he was hesitating.

"Dong..."

“Wow…”

Something seemed to be happening outside the hollow, and there was a distant noisy sound, as if something was collapsing. But at this moment, Du Bai had no extra thoughts to care about the others.

He was worried that he would be caught by the other party if he was a little distracted.

After standing like this for a long time, his eyes that were narrowed due to vigilance gradually opened, and he watched the giant hands slowly put back, and did not continue to attack him.

The tense nerve in his heart suddenly relaxed, and Du Bai breathed a little relieved.

"It seems that these labels on me are quite useful..."

The other party should have already recognized his identity, and at least he would not think that he was in the same group as the evil monk.

"This may also be an opportunity..."
Chapter completed!