Fan Jie was in a good mood. After he got the eleven relics, his strength could be said to have soared like a rocket.

Of course, this is not surprising.

You know, who left these relics?

That is what Sakyamuni left behind.

Added together, the power of eleven pieces is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

That palm did not stop at all and continued to blast towards Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and read aloud: "Spiritual magic can comfort the body. Souls in all directions, all ghosts and ghosts."

Bloody air continuously surged out from Lin Xiaofeng's feet, and a ghost general slowly appeared behind Lin Xiaofeng.

This ghost general is ten meters tall, wearing black armor and holding a Fangtian painted halberd.

Bang!

After the ghost general appeared, it was too high and directly broke a big hole in the main hall.

After the Ghost General appeared, a bloody aura spread out with the Ghost General as the center.

The ghost general waved the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand gently.

Suddenly, the powerful Dharma that originally suppressed Lin Xiaofeng was shattered.

Gong Chong Baoxian and his disciples from the Buddhist temple sect hid behind Fan Jie.

Fan Jie's face was solemn: "The fifth level of ghost art! Gong Chong Baoxian, take them out of here first, quickly!"

"kindness."

Gong Chong Baoxian nodded solemnly, then, with his men, turned around and ran away, not daring to stay here any longer.

At this moment, the ghost general roared loudly, and struck the black Buddha statue of Sakyamuni behind Fan Jie with the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand.

"Buddha's light shines everywhere!" Fan Jie shouted, and the eleven relics flew to Fan Jie's head.

The extremely intense Buddha's light shone, forcibly blocking Fang Tian's painted halberd in the Ghost General's hand.

And the powerful power made the ghost general couldn't help but take a step back.

"Ha." When the ghost general retreated, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Lin Xiaofeng's mouth.

Fan Jie’s strength really cannot be underestimated.

Now that he has obtained eleven relics, if he were to collect thirteen, that would be fine.

Under Lin Xiaofeng's control, all the bloody energy under his feet floated towards Fang Tian's painted halberd.

These bloody auras gradually condensed on Fang Tian's painted halberd.

After the blood gathered on Fang Tian's painted halberd, the ghost general took Fang Tian's painted halberd and stabbed towards the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha again.

This time, it is extremely powerful.

Moreover, this time, the power was not spread out, but concentrated on one point.

Those black Buddha lights shine again.

But he was unable to block this attack.

The black Buddha's light was directly cut open, and with a pop, it was completely torn apart.

Fan Jie's expression changed drastically: "What!"

He gritted his teeth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the eleven relics above his head.

From these relics, a steady stream of powerful Dharma burst out.

Fang Tian Hua Ji had already arrived in front of the black Sakyamuni.

I'm afraid the difference is only about one meter.

As long as it is stabbed, the black Buddha's appearance will be destroyed.

But this time, there was still no success, powerful Dharma.

Once again, the ghost general was beaten back.

Lin Xiaofeng spurted out another mouthful of blood.

He and Fan Jie are different.

Fanjie uses the power inside the relics.

He only needs to guide this power.

But Lin Xiaofeng was different. He was completely using his own power to fight Fan Jie fiercely.

The power of the fifth level of ghost magic consumes a lot of money.

Lin Xiaofeng already felt a little weak at this time.

If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid the chances of winning are not good.

Fan Jie's face also showed a look of ecstasy.

If Lin Xiaofeng could be killed today, then he would be one less worried person.

How could he not look forward to it.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, in the main hall, behind the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, Juechen came out wearing a white monk's robe.

Lin Xiaofeng looked back.

Seeing Juechen come out of there safe and sound, he asked, "Are you okay?"

Jue Chen smiled and shook his head.

The secret room just now was equipped with the Lotus Crown Treasure. The old monk before was actually the tester of the Lotus Crown Treasure.

It tests the Dharma understanding of those who enter.

If you fail to achieve it, not only will you not get the relic, but you may also have to face the dangerous mechanism in the secret room.

Fortunately, Jue Chen's Buddhism obviously passed the test completely.

"Jue Chen!" Fan Jie's heart skipped a beat when he saw the monk in front of him.

Over the years, Fan Jie was most afraid of this Jue Chen.

Seeing Juechen walking out from behind the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, Fan Jie said: "Little Master Juechen, I'm here to get the Buddha's relics. I don't want to antagonize you two, so please make it easier for me."

This is also extremely polite.

When he and Lin Xiaofeng were fighting and had the upper hand, when he saw Jue Chenhou, he actually wanted to stop fighting.

It was enough to show that Jue Chen really left a shadow in his heart.

Juechen looked at Fan Jie with a smile on his face and said, "Master Fan Jie, I got the relic in a hurry."

After saying that, Juechen stretched out his hand, and a golden relic floated from his hand.

The golden Buddha light of this relic suppressed the black Buddha light that originally completely enveloped the Mahavira Hall.

At this time, half of the room in the Main Hall was illuminated by golden Buddha light, and the other side was illuminated by black Buddha light.

Such a scene makes people feel a little secretly amazed when they look at it.

Fan Jie's face became even more ugly.

The strength of both sides can be seen from this moment.

In his hand, there are eleven relics.

Jue Chen only had one in his hand, but the Buddha's light emanating from the relics in both hands was evenly matched.

It seemed that the two were simply releasing the Buddha's light, but in fact, they had begun to fight in secret.

Of course, if Fan Jie uses eleven relics and Jue Chen uses one, the two parties can still be evenly matched.

Make a decision.

Fan Jie was of course unwilling to do so. What he wanted to do was to collect thirteen relics.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to rush forward and snatch it.

However, his reason still calmed him down.

Jue Chen could even match himself with the Buddhist power emanating from a single relic.

And there was Lin Xiaofeng next to Jue Chen.

If the two sides really want to fight, the result will be obvious.

Fan Jie raised his hand, and the eleven relics flew back into his own hands. He cupped his hands and said to Lin Xiaofeng and Fan Jie: "Since Master Juechen has obtained this relic, I will not take away the beauty of others.

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"The mountains will remain green and the water will flow forever. There will always be a chance to meet again in the future." Fan Jie said threateningly.

After saying that, he turned around and quickly left the Main Hall, found Gong Chong Baoxian and his party, and left Foquan Temple in a hurry.
Chapter completed!