boom.

The punch of sand and dust was hit with a huge force, with great force and infinite power.

Wherever the boxing wind passes, the space collapses.

Maitreya Buddha, who was about to escape, suddenly changed his face.

He felt the aura from behind, as well as deep malice and murderous intent.

He turned around in fear and was stunned when he saw Sandun's punch.

What a terrifying force, the fist is comparable to his boundary-breaking hammer, and can break the space with its strength.

How is it possible.

How could anyone in the world have such a strong body? Could it be that his body is as strong as the ancestor witch?

However, it is rumored that among the twelve ancestor witches, the most powerful and the most terrifying Thunder ancestor witches, is not as powerful as this level.

boom.

That punched.

Maitreya Buddha tried his best to resist.

but.

After all, I couldn't resist it. My Dharma body was smashed and the Buddha statue collapsed.

However, he was not dead.

Instead, the dust stretched out his hand and put it in his hand, like a pinching an ant.

His entire body of magic power was used to escape from the beginning, but he did not resist with all his strength, and then he was punched by sand and dust to defend himself.

With his body, he couldn't hold on.

At this moment, he was at the end of his strength and was seriously injured.

He was pinched by sand and dust, and he didn't even have the ability to defend himself and could fall at any time.

Looking at the sand and dust again, his expression was dull and his eyes were cold.

He pinched him and said, "Don't be too surprised, the twelve ancestor witches do not have the same physical body as me, because I practice the power."

Strength!

Maitreya Buddha's eyes were confused and he kept coughing up blood, "Impossible, the twelve ancestor witches have no power to practice. How could you?"

Sha Chen said: "The Twelve Ancestor Witches are just Pangu's flesh and blood, while I have Pangu's heart blood. Not to mention mastering the power, the abilities of the other Twelve Ancestor Witches can also be mastered by them as long as they practice."

A brilliant space appeared in his palm, "For example, the God of Space Dijiang, the head of the twelve ancestor witches, my ability is already very close to him. Once my body goes further, the power of space is comparable to him, which is not a problem at all."

Maitreya Buddha was frightened and said, "If you let me go, even if you can compete with Dijiang, you cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Sha Chen said, "Remember, my ability is comparable to him, not my strength. My strength will far surpass Dijiang."

Maitreya Buddha said in horror: "You, you, do you think you can surpass Dijiang and be comparable to the saints!"

The strength of Dijiang is obvious to all.

Sha Chen dares to say this, may he think he can be comparable to a saint!?

impossible.

Shachen grinned and said, "Anyway, remember, you are just a stumbling block on my way forward, just kick you away."

He didn't say much. In fact, he felt that being comparable to a saint was not his goal, but his goal was to surpass a saint.

Only when he is stronger than the strongest person can he feel safe.

Even if someone can compete with him, he still feels unsafe and always feels very dangerous.

For this, he must become so powerful that no one dares to have any inappropriate thoughts about him.

Putting Maitreya Buddha in his hand, Sha Chen grinned and said, "Now you are my prisoner, what else do you have to say?"

Maitreya Buddha was furious and said, "Let me go, I think this has never happened. Otherwise, you will be the enemy of Buddhism."

Sha Chen smiled and said, "You think you have never happened, and I am not happy either. I dare to disobey the Buddha of Tathagata, let alone you."

Maitreya Buddha frowned. He was seriously injured at this time and his face was pale. It was very difficult to get out.

The dust was so strong that he could not get out of it by putting him in his hands.

Not only was the abundant power, but also the sandstorm's palms seemed to condense into a space, which made him unable to break free.

"Why, your power is so powerful and the power of space is so terrible?" Maitreya Buddha struggled hard but couldn't break free.

He roared and shouted, "Let me go, I have worshipped the saint's disciple. If you kill me, the saint's anger will burn here in an instant."

Sha Chen sneered: "You are not afraid of the anger of the Saint Tongtian, but you still want me to be afraid of the anger of Guizhi?"

"You have said it yourself. The disciples of the saints have long been no longer popular and cannot threaten people at all. It is ridiculous that you threaten me again."

Maitreya Buddha looked ugly, but unexpectedly the sandstorm countered him.

He became more and more uneasy inside, and he actually noticed the threat of death.

He said terrified: "Sha Dust, I said so much, may you still want to kill me? You have to think clearly that I am the Buddha from the east of the Buddhist sect. If you kill me, you will anger the entire Buddhist sect."

"At that time, there is no need for the saint to take action. Just the anger of the Buddhas in the Buddhist community will be enough to burn the Quicksand River."

Sha Chen smiled and said, "You are ridiculous. I don't even worry about the saints. I'm still worried about your Buddhists joining forces?"

"But you are right, that is, I really want to kill you. You have not come here to challenge each time or twice. Since you dare to come, you must be prepared to be beaten and killed by me."

Maitreya Buddha was confirmed and was frightened and furious, "Sand and dust, don't do anything randomly. I am the Buddha from the east of the Buddhist temple. He has a high position and a powerful position. He will kill me, and it has extraordinary significance."

He shouted and roared, showing off his status and making Sha Chen give up killing him.

but.

Sha Chen was very determined this time and refused to give up at all.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

"Since you dared to come here, you should be mentally prepared. There is no one in this world that cannot be killed. Even the saints fight each other, let alone you!"

Then he exerted force on his hand and suddenly a terrifying grip force burst out.

puff.

Maitreya was suddenly crushed by sand and dust, turning into blood mist. In order to prevent Maitreya from rebirth and revenge, Shachen planned to wipe out his soul.

However, he did not expect that a Buddha's soul would burst out from the Buddha's light, which would repel him, and then instantly broke the space and fled far away.

Sandun frowned, without chasing, nor using the power of space to intercept it.

Because he felt the aura of Buddha's light, it was very powerful and absolutely not something Maitreya Buddha could possess.

It is not the breath of Tathagata.

In the entire Buddhism, there are no more than two people who can defeat him with one Buddha light.

Sand and Dust gritted his teeth and frowned, "Take Yin Zhunti."

He had guessed that the Buddha's light must have been left by the two saints of Cunti. They probably did not come, but left a mark on Maitreya.

Now Maitreya is dead and immortal, because he is guided by the mark left by Cunti to protect Maitreya's soul from escaping from far away.

Sha Chen didn't feel a pity. Although Maitreya's soul escaped, if you want to be reborn, you must be reincarnated and re-educated.

Even if you keep your memory and want to cultivate to your current state, you don’t know how many disasters and experiences you will have to go through.

After all, the soul is reborn and reborn, with memories and insights in previous lives, but without a perfect body, it is impossible to cultivate.

In the next life, whether Maitreya Buddha can reach his current height, whether he can become a quasi-saint again is a question.

Therefore, I don’t care about sand and dust.

What he was most worried about was the Buddha's light, which of the two men of Yin Cunti was?

And after they know this, will they take action personally?

If they interfere in this matter, it will be troublesome.

Sand and Dust are not afraid of a saint, but are afraid of two saints joining forces.

The quicksand river is indestructible, and a single saint comes. Unless the saint is saint, no one can break the defense.

But Sandun didn't know whether the Liusha River could block the joint attack of the two saints.
Chapter completed!