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Chapter 145 Amitabha seeks the moon(2/2)

Hidden diseases and even hair have disappeared, so now they are extremely cautious when facing the Great Immortal and a large group of immortal soldiers. Because they have been so unlucky recently.

"They are them, and I am me. Grandpa told me before he was alive that I am a person from Taichu. I can only be loyal to Taichu in this life. If you want to break this path, you have to step over my body!" Su Afo shook his head.

Shake his head.

At this moment, Sua Buddha became extremely tragic, and an emotion that disregarded life and death radiated from Sua Buddha.

Sima Yuan touched his bald head, and his heart was full of bad luck. It was really evil. Ever since the blue light was irradiated, he has never been smooth. This young master who used to be a playboy has become so strong-minded now? It's really too much.

It’s so evil!

Four armies are attacking the palace together, but they encounter such a lunatic in their own direction! What bad luck!

"Kill!" Sima Yuan gave the order. The strong men behind him immediately charged forward.

Sima Yuan didn't want to take action. One was a matter of identity, and the other was that he had been so unlucky recently, so it would be better to take a look!

The war is about to break out.

There is another bloody storm, in the east of the palace, Suafo refuses to retreat! This is the last line of Taichu, how can we give in?

Suafo's steadfastness seemed to have infected all the soldiers, and they all resisted the traitors.

However, there were countless rebels, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers behind Su Afo. In the end, only Su Afo and Hong Xiao were left.

"Bah!"

With a muffled sound, the battle suddenly stopped, and a long sword stabbed Sua Fo's heart at the Zifu.

"Master!" Hong Xiao exclaimed.

Sima Yuan, who was at the rear, finally showed excitement.

"Little bastard, I told you, you can't stop me, and no one can stop me!" Sima Yuan said slightly excitedly.

Since the bad luck, Sima Yuan's mood has been extremely easy to fluctuate. Seeing that Sua Fo was about to die, he quickly exhaled a few breaths of excitement. At this moment, Sima Yuan felt that the long-standing bad luck had finally dissipated.

Opposite him, Sua Fo looked at the sword on his chest. His expression was not painful, but rather one of great enlightenment.

"How sad is life, how painful is death!" Su Afo said calmly.

"Why is life so sad, and death is so painful? You are crazy!" Sima Yuan was emotionally unstable. He just let out a long breath. Now seeing Su Afo's calm expression, he almost jumped up. Sima Yuan is the most unpleasant to see now.

Others are calmer than him.

Sua Buddha ignored it, but before he died, he put his hands together in a very strange way and made a Buddhist namaste!

"Amitabha~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In the void, Sanskrit sounds were heard loudly, and in an instant, billions of golden Buddha patterns seemed to suddenly shoot out from Sua Buddha's body. The Buddha patterns surrounded Sua Buddha's body, shooting straight into the heaven and earth, and spinning rapidly.

There are loud bells of Buddha's words in all directions. The most common one is 'Amitabha'.
Chapter completed!
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