Chapter 480 White jade bottle!

"Impossible!"

The first to be shocked was naturally Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, who was entrenched outside. He was thin and kind-looking, revealing the compassion of the Buddha. The smile on his face had just begun to bloom brilliantly, but now it froze there.

His eyes were dull.

He was stunned.

He was dumbfounded.

"Amitabha, this is not true!" Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's Buddha heart trembled strongly. Even if he had achieved the status of a Bodhisattva, his mind would not be easily shaken again. At this moment, he still felt endless cold sweat rising from his back.

"Swish!"

He walked forward.

He used the Dharma image of a walker.

He increased his speed.

To the extreme.

The dean of the academy also rarely tried to stop him. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's Tao heart was collapsing at this time, and his heart was in a state of great collapse. There was no need to provoke him at this time.

He only took a few steps and appeared directly at the border of the deserted state in the distant outside world. He looked deeply at the white-faced monk, closed his eyes, and the soul breath on his body was dissipating. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was moved.

The status of the Buddha in Buddhism is too high.

Even the Bodhisattva, who is a quasi-emperor, had just thought of entering the Desolate State to save the Buddha in exchange for his life. Now he saw him die in front of him, and the strong tremor was indescribable. A small bottle of mutton-fat white jade emerged from the cassock, and there was a willow branch inside. Now he is driving the magic power.

"Om!"

This small bottle of mutton-fat white jade entered the Desolate State. According to the oath of the quasi-emperor, this is already an intervention, and he will bear the cause and effect, but he can't care about these at the moment. Entering the Desolate State, dripping out drops of life essence, are extremely precious sources of life, containing rich and magnificent vitality.

"Boo~!"

This is a large-scale coverage.

Ji Yuantian.

Qin Yuansheng.

When the rain of life essence dripped in, the fatigue and scars on the body were swept away, and the injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked at the body of the Buddha in shock and murmured: "Can it be saved?"

"Om!"

Because it was a long-distance and large-scale spray, the energy of the life essence was wantonly, even Chu Xun benefited from it. Normally, it would not be like this, but Samantabhadra Bodhisattva could not care about these at this moment. Either he entered in person or used a big way to spray the life essence of Buddhism to heal the scars.

The fatigue in the body was swept away.

All around.

Those spectators also felt that the nectar fell from the sky, and the falling life essence also drove away the fatigue in their bodies, and looked at the body of the Buddha with a sparkling look, and whispered: "Can't kill it!"

Buddhist Buddha.

Noble status.

Future successor of the Buddha.

Even if he is now a direct disciple of Buddhism, how could he be accidentally killed in the barren land of Huangzhou, especially when the life essence is so rich, there is a high probability that the Buddha can be resurrected.

"Om!"

The essence of life fell, and the scars all over the Buddha's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, the broken arm was covered by a burst of blood mist, and flesh sprouted again, constantly growing tendons, blood vessels, bones, and skin.

In the blink of an eye.

A brand new arm.

Restored as before.

"Terrible Buddhist method!" Dugu Jue couldn't help but marvel. There is a Dharma in Buddhism called the Medicine King Dharma, which is specially used to treat injuries on the body. Combined with this small bottle of mutton-fat white jade, it can indeed burst out a heaven-defying effect, but he was worried: "Could it be that even this can't kill the Buddha?"

He has already seen it.

If the Buddha is alive.

The Buddhist Bodhisattva will enter it regardless of everything, even if he dies, he will save the Buddha's life. At this time, he stared at it with complex thoughts in his heart. He didn't want the Buddha to be resurrected, but he was disappointed to see a peerless and elegant person fall in front of him.

Very contradictory.

But compared.

Many geniuses in Jiuzhou.

All have such thoughts.

"Buzz!"

Ji Yuantian.

Qin Yuansheng.

After the two of them recovered to their peak, they also smashed the formation barrier in front of them. Especially Qin Yuansheng, he returned to the previous terrifying place where his blood and qi were boiling like wolf smoke, with the spirit of engulfing the sky, and his blood and qi were majestic and heavy.

The eyes released cold electricity, and he paced forward, ready to stop Chu Xun from destroying Xuan Jing's nirvana.

Chu Xun glanced away from the corner of his eyes, his expression was indifferent, but his eyes were also filled with a little indifference. If the person who was killed by him with the blue lotus sword intent could still be resurrected, it would be strange, unless the Buddha of Buddhism came to reverse time in person and fished him out of the long river of time and space, but in that case, the Buddha would probably have to bear an unimaginable price.

"How is it possible...!" Seeing that the mutton-fat white jade bottle did not work, Xuan Jing was wearing a tattered cassock, and the dust and blood on his face had been swept away, leaving him clean and white, but his eyes were still closed, and there was no trace of soul fluctuation in his body, which clearly showed that he had fallen.

"This!"

Samantabhadra's mind collapsed.

Despair appeared on his skinny face.

His dry and wrinkled palms were trembling slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Buddha's son, has fallen!"

Boom~!

How could he dare to believe that the Buddha entrusted the Buddha's son to him, but now he died in the Desolate State. He didn't even know how to face the Buddha and how to explain to him.

Boom...!

Samantabhadra's words were like a stormy sea. Even in the Desolate State, the magnificent sound of the mental collapse could be heard. Everyone's heart was strongly shaken. They stared at Chu Xun and then looked at Xuan Jing's body hanging in the void, and said in shock: "Can't even the mutton-fat white jade bottle save him?"

Buddhist disciples.

currently.

confirmed.

Really fallen.

There is no way to recover.

Qin Yuansheng was also shocked and stared at the corpse. The ally he invited to target Huangzhou fell here, and he was such a heavyweight figure in Buddhism. He looked at Chu Xun in shock and said: " Is he really that powerful? Even Buddhist Bodhisattva is powerless!"

"Um?"

Chu Xun's eyes suddenly flashed with a luster, and his eyes fell on the small bottle of mutton-fat white jade, showing an eagerness to move. This thing is a good treasure. The life essence that was previously swayed can be used by the dead body of Buddha. It has returned to normal. If it were taken away, it would be a treasure to myself.

"snort!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was in the midst of grief, but he realized that this little junior, who was only in the Great Saint Realm, was actually coveting his own treasure. His eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, and he shouted angrily: "Arrogant junior!"

But Chu Xun always did what he thought of. Seeing the mutton-fat white jade vial suspended in mid-air without the protection of its owner, it was naturally difficult to restrain his greedy thoughts. His big hand instantly turned into a dark cloud covering the sky and grabbed it.

"ah?"

Dugujue.

Jian Qingzhu.

King Ye.

Qi Wuhuo.

Gu Dongliu.

They were all shocked.

I never expected that Chu Xun would be so courageous. You know that the Buddhist monk is having a mental breakdown at this moment. Is he really not afraid of the quasi-emperor coming in?