I can't even imagine it.

Even so, even though there were so many strong men in the ancient world, the ancient world still perished, and not a single one of them died.

How strong will the future enemies be?

"Monkey, it's useless." Nezha managed to stand up, "We can't break through Buddha's defense at all."

Anyone who successfully cultivates and becomes a Buddha must have condensed a golden body.

The Tathagata Buddha's golden body has a stronger defense than innate spiritual treasures such as Zhutian Qingyun, and cannot be suppressed by higher-level innate spiritual treasures.

Sun Wukong looked cold and clenched his fists fiercely, but he had to admit that this was the truth.

At this time, Tathagata's eyes once again fell on the woman in purple, and the Buddha's voice slowly sounded: "You are too murderous. Now I will force you to repent under the mountain for five thousand years. Do you accept it?"

At the same moment, his palm fell again, and when extremely heavy energy broke through the air, it gathered at one point and fell from the top.

"Ha... accept?" Jun Muqian resisted the overwhelming pressure, licked the blood on her lips, suppressed the slight sweetness in her throat, and sneered, "I don't accept it!"

But this time, the palm was extremely fast. It was obvious that Tathagata finally exerted all his strength and swatted it down hard. It actually pushed the purple-clothed woman down from the clouds and fell straight towards the human world.
Chapter completed!