Chapter 1187 God's Despair

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Izanami's barrier slowly dissipated, and the smoke and dust filled the sky and the earth.

The monks stared nervously at the center of the battle circle, wanting to see how the battle ended.

The punch of the Buddha just now truly surpassed the limits of the mortal world, making the monks truly appreciate the power of the gods.

The whole world has completely fallen under the divine power of the shrine.

Now the Nine Emperors are their only remaining hope. If the Nine Emperors fell under this fist of the Buddha, then I am afraid that the entire cultivation world should be completely destroyed.

If the most powerful people in the world are not able to fight against the gods, then what is the point of their assiduous cultivation?

The limit that I can’t cultivate in my entire life is not as good as the initial starting point of the gods. Such a big gap can make everyone feel ashes and give up cultivation.

Sitting across from Izanami, Sun Si also clenched his fists, sweating profusely, and he was extremely nervous.

Although Sun Si was just a mortal, he couldn't understand Zhang Ziling and the Buddha, but when he saw that a mortal could fight a god to such a degree, he couldn't help being very excited, and hoped that Zhang Ziling could survive.

Sun Si swallowed slightly, wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and then looked at Izanami and asked, "Sir... That sir, can you survive it?"

After all, Zhang Ziling was fighting against God.

Hearing Sun Si's question, Izanami raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Sun Si with some contempt: "Get over it? Do you think the dignified Devil Emperor will be hurt by those two ants?"

"That guy can resist the existence of the entire shrine." Izanami muttered while looking at Zhang Ziling's back, her eyes gradually becoming blurred, "It's unique in this world."

"Yes, against the entire magic palace?" As soon as Izanami's words came out, Sun Si's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't react for a while.

Sun Si stared blankly into the depths of the thick smoke, his eyes full of inconceivable.

That person... can destroy the rule of the shrine?

A gust of breeze blew, and the thick smoke dissipated, and the two figures gradually became clear.

The surrounding monks all stretched their necks to look over, with nervous expressions in their eyes.

Eager to know the result.

In the eyes of the monks, this battle can almost determine the future direction of the world.

The dense dust dissipated, and the monks saw the Buddha kneeling in front of Zhang Ziling, motionless.

"That, that is..." A cultivator pointed to the Buddha with trembling hands, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"That Buddha, kneel down?" Some monks muttered, inexplicably excited,

"Master Nine Emperors won!" Suddenly, the surrounding monks made a commotion, cheering for what they saw.

The Nine Emperors, the Nine Emperors of the past!

At this moment, the Buddha's body has shrunk to the size of a normal person, the entire cassock is tattered, and the breath is extremely weak.

One of his arms was gone, and blood kept pouring out of the wound, staining the ground red.

Zhang Ziling looked down at the slightly trembling Buddha with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is there only so much patience?"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's voice, the Buddha's body trembled violently again, and endless fear welled up in his eyes.

Too, too scary!

The Buddha remembered his arms that burst into blood, and his heart was completely swallowed by fear.

How could there be such a monster in the mortal world?

The Buddha looked up at Zhang Ziling, his eyes gradually becoming confused.

"But, damn..."

The little god in heaven looked at the Buddha who was unable to kneel in front of Zhang Ziling, and slowly stepped back.

Although there was smoke and dust shrouded in it just now, he could see everything clearly.

The punch that the Buddha threw with all his strength was blocked by the mortal man with a finger, and even the Buddha's entire arm exploded.

how is this possible?

Although the little god in heaven is extremely reluctant to see what he sees, the facts that are happening in front of him are constantly urging him...

escape!

Run as far away as possible!

There is a strong premonition in the heart of the little god of heaven. If he does not escape, the mortal he is facing now will definitely bring him into the endless abyss.

Without any further hesitation, the little god of heaven exhausted all the strength he could use, abandoned the Buddha and fled into the distance like crazy.

"It's not my fault, if you want to blame that mortal man for being too strong, I will avenge you!" The little god in Heaven said, making a good excuse for leaving the Buddha behind and running away.

There is such a monster in Nanzhou City, and the above must be notified to eradicate it.

"A mortal who surpasses God..." The little god of heaven clenched his fists tightly and flew out of Nanzhou City in the blink of an eye.

The monks are all cheering now. The two gods have no resistance in front of the nine emperors. The powerful and suffocating power of the nine emperors has rekindled hope for everyone!

Nine Emperors, it will be a nightmare for God!

"Do you want to escape?" Zhang Ziling looked at the little god in heaven flying to the horizon, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said softly.

Several black chains condensed around Zhang Ziling and shot out.

The monks only saw a few electric lights whizzing away, and then they easily penetrated the limbs of the little god of heaven.

"what!!!"

The Heavenly Court's little god screamed shrilly, and after the four chains penetrated his limbs, they exuded a cold and gloomy black gas, constantly corroding his body.

God's screams echoed over Nanzhou City.

All the citizens looked up to the sky in shock and saw that there was a god who was being tortured endlessly.

Zhang Ziling smiled, grabbed the chain under the watchful eyes of all the monks, and then yanked it abruptly!

The Heavenly Court God, who had fled outside the city, was directly pulled back by Zhang Ziling and smashed to the ground, causing a big pit to appear on the ground.

The blood gushing from the limbs dyed the armor of the little god of heaven red.

Zhang Ziling smiled lightly, dragged the little god of heaven out of the pothole, and stepped on his face.

Click!

The sound of the skull shattering sounded, Tianting Xiaoshen almost fainted with pain, and blood poured into his own stomach from his throat.

Kneeling to the side, the Buddha, who felt everything, was full of fear. Although Zhang Ziling didn't care about him, now was a good opportunity to escape, but the Buddha couldn't move at all.

He was too scared to walk.

Zhang Ziling's powerful strength has completely changed him from anger to fear.

Now the Buddha regretted that he had so recklessly attacked Zhang Ziling.

"If you run away from the beginning, maybe there is still a chance to escape?"

The Buddha glanced at Zhang Ziling slightly, and there was a flash of determination in his eyes.

"I can't escape, you humble mortal have to die too!"

The Buddha thought to himself, a relic quietly flew out of his abdomen, and then disappeared as a golden light.

He recorded everything that happened here in the relic, and then sent it to the shrine.

"As long as the adults of the shrine know, Master will definitely avenge me!" The Buddha thought to himself, and a ruthless gleam flashed in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Ziling's back.

You are dead!