At this time, wisps of black mist appeared on Jiang Du's body.

The golden leaves entered the mist and quickly became dim.

The blast wound on Jiang Du's chest healed quickly, and the prototype of a heart quickly appeared.

This time the golden leaves stuck to his body, and the extremely dark leaves could not break through Jiang Du's defense at all.

Lord Buddha frowned slightly, opened his palm, and grabbed Jiang Du.

Under this grasp, the black mist suddenly began to become blurry and transparent.

As if returning to silence.

Jiang Du felt a little emotional. The old monster who had lived for a long time was indeed no joke. He had too many tricks.

Fight back!

Jiang Du took the Zhenyuan Sword and chopped off his own head instantly.

How cruel!

The Lord Buddha, who was about to grab Jiang Du, changed his face drastically. He quickly retracted his palms, clasped his hands together, and sat cross-legged in the void.

His neck split rapidly, and golden blood flowed, as if his head was about to fall off.

Jiang Du lifted his head and placed it on his neck.

The cool breath quickly restored his injuries. Jiang Du finally took a breath and quickly moved away.

The Lord Buddha was motionless, with golden light blooming all over his body, as if he was fighting against some inexplicable force.

In the end, his head still didn't fall off, but golden blood flowed out.

Lord Buddha opened his eyes and gently wiped the wound on his neck with his fingers, and the wound healed immediately.

But just as it healed, it suddenly cracked again.
Chapter completed!