Chapter 447：

"How dare you offend the Buddha?!"

Algor, who was opposite him, looked at him in surprise, and said with a pouting smile:

"My good fellow, another Buddhist disciple who sees Shakyamuni as a god. He cultivated Buddhism and went to the Shinto way. Haven't you heard Shakyamuni say that to worship him as a **** is not liberating? Is it right?"

Hearing the sound, two more monks showed their angry faces:

"Bold monsters dare to distort Buddha's remarks."

The words of the two monks fell, and the headed old monk showed sadness instead.

Algor looked down at him, shook his head and said:

"Little monk, your disciple is not good. You may have extraordinary talent in the understanding of authority, but in this Buddhism, I am afraid that your level is not as high as mine."

As soon as she said this, the young monk suddenly showed the angry image of King Ming, and he almost took out the magic weapon and fought Algor to the death.

"Amitabha~ This matter is indeed a little monk who has no way to teach it."

The old monk simply admitted.

"Master!"

"Master! What are you talking about with this demon heresy?"

"Master Zeng, since she is unwilling to sign the pledge, let's draw the pledge for her."

Hearing this, Al Gore blew the hair in front of his forehead and sneered:

"Oh, in the end, you Buddhists didn't have the intention to talk about peace, oh, yes, I almost forgot, Sakyamuni does not represent Buddhism, except for his few direct disciples, there are few orthodox lineages in his lineage. Buddha."

Algor looked around at everyone, his eyes flickering:

"These one or two, looking at the statue of King Kong's angry eyes, those who didn't know it thought they were disciples of the Demon King Bo Xun."

Hearing that Al Gore said that his disciple was like a disciple of Bo Xun who escaped from the disciple of Shimen, the old monk finally couldn't bear it any longer:

"Your Majesty Algor, why are you so sarcastic with the little monk!"

Demon King Bo Xun is a great virtue who converted to Buddhism in the dawn age, but because of many misunderstandings of Buddhism, the teachings often lead Buddhist disciples to go astray.

Al Gore said that his disciples and grandchildren are like Bosun disciples, which is simply a word of punishment.

This is to say that his Dharma is not precise and that he misleads his children!

"Why, don't pretend?"

Algorr sneered, revealing snake-like golden vertical pupils:

"It's obvious that I'm half-hearted, and I'm still pretending to be a real Buddha there. Don't laugh off my mother's big teeth. If you want to fight, you can fight if you want, and show the spirit of the devil's disciple?"

"Buddhism can't be shamed, the little monk advises your majesty to do it yourself!"

The white-bearded old monk took out his staff and thumped the ground heavily.

"Then come, let's see who can walk out alive today."

Hearing this, Al Gore showed a hideous smile.

In an instant, the entire outer door was shrouded in thick black smoke.

"Be careful of poisonous smoke."

The old monk roared loudly just now, but the next second, he uttered a mouthful of black blood.

"A bunch of idiots, I haven't even found out that I have been poisoning, and the face of the devil has been thrown away by you."

Algor opened his petrified eyes, and said in a hateful tone.

"I'm mad at me too!"

The young monk couldn't help but flickered, revealing the golden body of the Buddha.

next moment.

The 10,000-meter-high golden Buddha appeared out of nowhere, danced wildly around the golden dragon's right arm, and angrily smashed down towards Al Gore.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!"

Accompanied by another roar, an eight-armed King Ming's angry image Dharma body suddenly appeared, and attacked Al Gore together with the previous Panlong Buddha.

For a time, 1028 outer gates, hundreds of millions of square kilometers of land were shrouded in black smoke and golden light, divided, and staggered to kill each other.

At the same time, a pair of eyes came from the heaven, staring at the lower level of this battlefield.

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"It's started."

3345 outer door, courtyard corridor of Thousand Eyes Station.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Su Jin sat on the edge of the corridor, looking at the battlefield separated by countless realms.

Beside him, Bai Yasha, who had shrunk into a loli form, buckled her feet and drank the Happy Water of Fat House unhappily:

"That stinking beauty, who brought us such exciting news before he left, is simply not a person."

Before leaving? Su Jin raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Why do you say it was before leaving?"

"You think we are fools?!"

Bai Yasha opened his big and small eyes, glanced at Su Jin strangely, and said speechlessly:

"It's all said and done, can't we guess any of your thoughts?"

"The stinky one found his own way, he didn't hide and settle down, but he took the initiative to show up, didn't he think about Jin Chan's escape?"

"Don't tell me that you really betrayed that stinky guy because of a limitless power, betrayed a three-digit powerhouse who could sprint to two-digit numbers, you kid would do this kind of loss-making business?"

"From my point of view, I'm afraid you have already thought about getting out, and there is a high probability that you will hide in the outer universe, or even a different world, so as to buy yourself time?"

Su Jin was speechless. He didn't expect that the exchange of a few words between Algor and Shiroyasha would reveal this kind of information.

The White Yaksha, who is being played around by the gods, has this wit, not to mention the top powerhouse who wants to be high.

Before, I really underestimated the world.

Su Jin shook his head slightly, and after laughing at himself, showed a confident smile.

Of course, it's not too late to make up for it now. One day, he will stand at the same height and wrestle with the powerhouses.

"This is!"

Bai Yasha looked at the battlefield as if he had seen something, and suddenly stood up with a stunned expression on his face.

Chapter 0575 The troublemaker is real

"Good guy, how long has it been since it started, and Zeus actually ended up in person?"

Bai Yasha shook his head slightly and sat down again, his tone a bit stunned.

The appearance of Zeus completely exceeded her expectations. It was like a dark horse. It suddenly appeared and shocked her.

Hearing this, Su Jin was shocked and looked at the battlefield in surprise, but only saw a golden sea of ​​thunder.

Seeing this, Su Jin, who understood that his means of peeping had been blocked by Zeus, suddenly sank and said:

"How could he be dispatched?"

Moreover, compared to the past, Zeus's strength was obviously much stronger, even slightly beyond Su Jin's understanding.

How long has it been apart, how could Zeus change so much?

"Probably the class of gods who want to return to civilization."

Bai Yasha sneered, and then suddenly his face froze. He saw special traces from the sea of ​​​​thunder, and suddenly said solemnly:

"Good guy, the old man stopped pretending to be dead, and he was actually promoted to three digits."

Su Jin's heart skipped a beat, and his heart was sure, but his expression was still slightly stunned:

"Three digits? He is willing to give up the interests of the lower classes?"

This is what Su Jin doesn't understand.

Although Zeus is bound to be restricted, the interests of the lower classes are real.

Zeus was actually willing to give up the interests of the lower layers and go to the upper layers to face the gods who were hostile to him.

This had to make Su Jin vigilant.

Being ruthless towards the enemy is not terrifying, but being ruthless towards yourself is terrifying.

You must know that Zeus has offended so many people in the heaven, and he is no different from Algor in the heaven.

Even so, Zeus still chose to go up, can this not make Su Jin vigilant?

"I can't bear to do it. He has been exposed so much by you before, and he will definitely be strictly guarded at the lower level. Instead, it is better to fight for it, get promoted to three digits, and go to the heaven to re-layout."

Shiroyasha thought for a while and understood Zeus' mind, at least partially.

Then, she sneered:

"Hey, this old slut, he wants to use Algor as his name and return to a civilized society."

"..." Su Jin looked solemn and did not speak.

Zeus took the initiative to break through the three-digit number, and coming to deal with Algor was something he did not expect at all.

Before, what he and Algor had guessed were some old antiques in Buddhism, and they didn't calculate the possibility of Zeus's shot at all.

It's a pity... The plan to find the bottom of Buddhism failed, and Algor's harvest this time is bound to be bad.

But in comparison, Zeus' shot is a good thing for Su Jin.

At least, he can get a glimpse of Zeus's real bottom line. Even if his vision is blocked, some gods and Buddhas will record this battle, and he can get the corresponding records as long as he pays a small price.

"It is necessary to speed up and engrave power into the spirit..." Su Jin thought silently.

Zeus' sudden change had already sounded the alarm, forcing him to speed up his pace.

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About a cup of tea time.

The black cloud that covered the sky and the sun and nearly covered most of the outer door had shrunk, and only covered half of the sky of the flower capital.

Above the sky, three thousand black hairs turned into purple devil snakes. Algor with snake hair and golden eyes stretched out his hand and brushed his charred right arm, staring at the humanoid thunder in front of him:

"Dude, you're hiding deep enough, you old pervert."

In the vicinity of Algor and Zeus, there are five Buddhas with broken gold and sunken chests, leaving only the ability to breathe.

Compared to Algorand and Zeus, their strength is significantly weaker.

After Zeus intervened, the five monks were seriously injured by the fluctuations in the battle between Algor and Zeus, who had used a lot of trump cards.

If it weren't for the large number of Buddhist monks staring here, I am afraid that many of the five people would die on the spot.

"It's about to reach the limit of three digits, and you are willing to drag the weak body of four digits to the lower level. You old pervert is really yin."

Al Gore wiped away the injuries caused by Thunder Authority.

Beside him, a young monk with a sunken head suddenly screamed, groaning in pain as he touched the thunder wound on his body.

That was the injury that Algor passed on to him through authority.

When such an injury was transferred, the monk's injury was doubled.

Just as the monk was wailing, the ruthless face of Zeus appeared on the humanoid thunder.

"Come on, Algor, you and I are already losers."

"It's a coincidence, I think differently from you. I'm the winner."

Algorr looked at Zeus with a smile, raised his chin and mocked:

"I just sold a few bottles of poison to force you out. I'm not at a loss at all."

Hearing this, Zeus's face suddenly pulled down. In an instant, the heaven and the earth seemed to echo his anger, with lightning and thunder, and bursts of thunder.

However, Algor smiled disdainfully, looking around, his eyes met the peeping gazes.

At this time, a piece of white parchment paper appeared in her hand and said: