Chapter 838 Never talk nonsense to dead people

Guanyin's sudden flight was fleeing, and she instantly saw Samantabhadra, who was still in the Yang family, and her whole face showed an expression of confusion.

He couldn't figure it out, and things continued to develop on the better side. Why did that stinky lady Guanyin escape in panic?

This is very unreasonable. Jin Chanzi doesn’t seek death. Is there anything more serious than not catching Jin Chanzi?

Samantabhadra frowned when he saw Guanyin leaving quickly and disappeared.

At that moment, he also snorted coldly on the spot, then walked towards Jin Chanzi, who had no power to resist, and raised the other person and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"If I had given this great contribution to the 'Buddha', from now on, I wouldn't this Bodhisattva be able to be fully under Guanyin in the West?"

Thinking about the benefits in the future, the smile on Samantabhadra's face became more and more strange.

But before he was happy for a long time, he was carried in his hand, like a golden cicada to be slaughtered, but suddenly a happy laugh came out.

Hearing this sound, Samantabhadra, who was full of thought, immediately frowned and did not look at Jin Chanzi in his hand and sneered.

"Are you crazy? This is?

Haha, in the end, you, Jin Chanzi, are still reluctant to die. You are such a guy who is despised.

When you were the Tathagata’s personal disciple, I was very upset when I saw that you were even more arrogant and arrogant than Guanyin, my good Buddhist son.”

Samantabhadra sneered, then waved her hand, and Jin Chanzi's limbs were twisted by a powerful force, and the sound of the bones was broken, which made Samantabhadra look enjoyable.

It seems that when the Bodhisattva pretends to be hypocritical and charitable all day long, it seems very depressing.

Now that it has been released, Samantabhadra's mind and nature have become more primitive and cruel.

The people in Buddhism were originally just monks who practiced in the Three Realms. They fought desperately and survived the weak, which was commonplace.

But since entering Buddhism, we must pay attention to the kindness of compassion, the most good and beautiful, so that we can have a good impression in the entire three realms and enjoy the worship of all beings.

And it is precisely because of this that their Buddhism can gain the power of faith in heaven and earth under the powerful believers of immortals and gods in the heavenly court, and use this to speed up their cultivation and improve their strength.

He pretended for too long, so that if Samantabhadra was not sent to Guanjiangkou, he would almost think that he was the beautiful Bodhisattva who was compassionate and saved all sentient beings.

He shook his head with a smile. Samantabhadra instantly felt that his current emotional state was simply too good. If he could choose, he would prefer a demonic life that could kill at will. Unfortunately, he was the Three Mandobadra Samantabhadra who was praised by the mortal world. People in the world only knew his good and beautiful side as a Bodhisattva, hahahaha.

Just as Samantabhadra was holding the golden cicada and slowly flew into the west to laugh freely, a cold and weak voice instantly came into his ears.

"You smile so badly, Samantabhadra.

But fortunately, you're going to die!"

As soon as this said, Samantabhadra instantly turned his gaze to the twisted Jin Chanzi, and then he said happily with joy.

"Son of the Golden Cicada Buddha, stop thinking about angering this Bodhisattva.

Don't worry, I will never be angry and kill you.

Your life is not something that this Bodhisattva can erase. You will only belong to the Buddha of the West.

As for who it is, it depends on your fortune in the Buddhist son.”

Samantabhadra laughed loudly, and he laughed happily.

Guanyin left, and the credit he received was given to the door. Even if Samantabhadra didn't want to smile happily, she couldn't control the corners of her mouth.

"Haha, is that?"

However, the words of Samantabhadra and all the limbs were twisted by the Jin Chanzi, the expression on her face was so calm and terrifying.

Without a trace of fear, Jin Chanzi's pale face and mouth even raised slightly upwards.

Seeing this scene, Samantabhadra's irritable mind that had just calmed down was instantly burning like a fire, and it suddenly became surging.

Afterwards, Samantabhadra looked at Jin Chanzi and did not intend to get a meeting in the West immediately. He wanted to torture the Buddhist son in his hands and let him also understand what the eighteen levels of hell felt.

Thinking of this, Samantabhadra immediately clenched his fist, aimed at Jin Chanzi's crotch, and wanted to punch him with a loud punch.

No matter whether you can touch a woman's beauty, as long as you are a man, you cannot bear the great pain of losing your baby.

When she thought of the tragic scene of Jin Chanzi's death, Samantabhadra couldn't help laughing, and then many torture solutions arose in her heart, such as oil rolling, knife cutting, etc....

"Puff!"

Just as Samantabhadra was imagining, the corner of his mouth was grinning, and a blood-colored wall immediately occupied his eyes.

Blood flowed into the eye sockets, warm and warm, but after the eyes felt the heat, a severe pain of cutting the meridians and veins was suddenly occupied by Samantabhadra's nervous system.

When he realized it, a broken arm, no, to be precise, a broken arm hand belonging to him, Samantabhadra, quietly soared and fell towards the ground.

Seeing this scene, Samantabhadra roared in the air in the air at once. Then, he didn't care about the loss of his broken arm and stared at all directions in the area of ​​Guanjiangkou.

He thought that it was Erlang Shen Yang Jian who came back, so he cut off his arm while he was not paying attention.

But just as he was inspecting, a demon monkey with light golden hair all over his body, wearing a phoenix-winged purple gold crown, a lock-up golden armor, and a lotus silk-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-straight-straw-

There was no trace of it. Even Samantabhadra, who was the Golden Immortal of Daluo, did not notice any slight aura coming towards him just now, which really surprised him.

But no matter how shocked he was, Samantabhadra was not an ordinary person, but a serious late-stage powerhouse of Daluo Jinxian.

Looking at the extraordinary clothes and majestic demon monkey, he frowned and said angrily.

"Who are you? How dare you fight this Bodhisattva?

Do you know that I am one of the four great Bodhisattvas in Lingshan, the West, and even ordinary Buddhas do not have the status of this Bodhisattva.

Demon Monkey, if you dare to touch me, do you know the consequences of death?”

Samantabhadra was not good at acting, and he was not stupid. If he could approach him quietly, his cultivation would naturally not be much weaker than him.

At this moment, he was also showing off his identity, knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, hoping to use this to make the monster retreat.

But as he was talking nonsense, Sun Wukong, who was shining here, looked down at the bloody sea of ​​Yang Mansion under his feet and the dying Jin Chanzi. Sun Wukong couldn't help but frown and said in a low voice.

"I, Lao Sun, never talk much nonsense to dead people!"

After saying that, a long stick covered with black demonic energy instantly cut through the sky and roared a long time, and in an instant it directly penetrated the once arrogant Samantabhadra's chest cavity.

Until the long stick completely penetrated into the chest, Samantabhadra, who was also the Golden Immortal of Daluo, had no room for resistance. She just stared at Sun Wukong with disbelief, and then burst into blood from her mouth and nose. The endless Buddha light also leaked from all over Samantabhadra's body, and it was leaking wildly from all over the body......
Chapter completed!