Chapter 837： Seek death for the golden cicada, run away from Guanyin

Chapter 837 Seeking death golden cicada, fleeing Guanyin

Jin Chanzi said breathlessly, the whole person's mental state is surprisingly poor, **** bones are seen everywhere in the body, blood and flesh are squirming, and it can't be repaired, and it will not be long before he will completely die.

It is hard to imagine how Jin Chanzi crawled out of the Yang Mansion hall with such a remnant body. At the moment, he can only see clearly behind his body lying at the door, filled with a blood-colored line, which is bigger than that. The rivers of blood outside the courtyard take care of each other.

"What shall we do?"

After being threatened by Jin Chanzi, Fu Xian stopped the killing for a while, and after revealing his figure in the blood river of the compound, he also looked up at Jin Chanzi without staining his eyes, and then finally revealed a hideous and ugly look. Smile.

At this time, Guanyin, who was still standing high in the sky, suddenly spoke.

"Golden Chanzi, do you think that depending on your current state, you still have the ability to perish yourself in front of the Bodhisattva?"

Guanyin said, picking a willow leaf on the willow branch of his Yujing bottle at will, and then gently tossed it at the golden cicada.

Seeing this scene, Jin Chanzi, who was so badly injured that he could no longer move, revealed a sense of determination in his eyes.

At the moment, I secretly said in my heart, ‘Brother Wukong, Brother Yang Jian, the poor monk really can’t help you’, as he said, the last trace of Buddha power in the Da Luo realm was surging from all over Jin Chanzi, burning his body.

In just an instant, Jin Chanzi's whole body burst open from the inside to the outside, like a broken clay pot.

Like skin and flesh covered with spider webs, it also sheds money-free gurgling blood, and the life breath of Jin Chanzi is also dissipating crazily at an unstoppable speed, even the soul breath.

The spirit of the soul is scattered, which describes the golden cicada at this moment.

When the willow leaves of Guanyin came in front of him, and they were divided into two thin halves to wrap them tightly, the speed of the desperate dissipating vitality was only slowed down.

Until I felt the golden cicada inside the willow leaf, Guanyin's face showed a rare look of caution.

Then, she took out the willow branches again, carried a large amount of clean water in her jade clean bottle, and swayed towards the willow leaves that wrapped the golden cicada.

In an instant, an endless stream of vitality gathered in the heaven and earth, all hovering above Jin Chanzi's head, and then poured into his body, as if trying to prevent Jin Chanzi's spirit from dying out.

But it is a pity that for Jin Chanzi, who is now desperate to die, he has already burned his original power and wants to dissipate his life force as much as possible.

And the majestic vitality that was gathered and poured into its body only helped its original source to burn for a longer period of time. It was squandered by the golden cicadas as much as they came, and it did not have a shred of repairing effect.

Until this moment, Guanyin, who exhausted all means, finally panicked this time.

The importance of Jin Chanzi is related to the root of the entire Lingshan lifeline. He must not die!

Thinking of this, Guanyin couldn't help turning his head to look at Fu Xian, his eyes wrinkled slightly.

"Release the group of ants, cast the Elimination Charm to clear their memories, and we will leave since then."

After that, Guanyin also looked at Jin Chanzi again, his eyes surging brightly.

"So, you can be satisfied!"

Hearing this, Jin Chanzi, who was exhausting the origin of life with all his strength, still did not stop moving.

In such a scene, Guanyin really couldn't hold it anymore. He flew to Puxian's side and raised the Yujing bottle Yang Yan and said.

"Now that the dead grass head gods are dead, this seat can bring them back to life and restore them to peace.

Golden Cicada, this is already the limit of this seat’s patience. Don’t be too presumptuous.

If you die now, Yang Mansion or even the entire Guanjiang Estuary, I can guarantee that there will be no Guanjiang Estuary in the world. "

The words of Guanyin said one after another, and Fuxian on the side suddenly made him feel a little blown up after hearing it.

Even though the slaughter of the grass head **** is effortless, it is also the result of his Samantabhadra, isn’t it? Moreover, the Six Sages of Meishan are still watching.

If they are all resurrected by Guanyin, this stinky lady, what has he become of Samantabhadra? Joker?

Thinking of this, Fu Xian couldn't help but look at Jin Chanzi, who was already stabilizing his life source. After another smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, he moved again, turning the blade with his hand, and instantly transformed all three thousand grass head gods. We all slaughtered.

Things happened very quickly, so fast that Guanyin was a little unexpected.

She didn’t understand what Fuxian’s move meant, and why didn’t she listen to her, and even dared not say anything about resurrecting her, and even continued to kill in front of her.

At the moment, looking at the blood-stained Fu Xian, Guan Shiyin could no longer help tearing away her hypocritical face, and roared at Fu Xian.

"Damn it, do you know what you did?

You scumbag, dare to disobey the order of the Bodhisattva. "

Guanyin yelled loudly, and countless fierce killing intent burst out from all over his body, where there was still a kind, kind, and friendly appearance.

Faced with Guanyin's angry scolding, Fu Xian was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. He pointed his finger at Jin Chanzi at the entrance of the hall in front, and said with a grinning smile.

"Avalokiteshvara, we are all bodhisattvas who save the world and save the world, please pay attention to your appearance in the future, but don't get angry so easily in front of mortals and ants.

Also, look at that Jin Chanzi, is he still committing suicide? "

Fu Xian with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his words seemed light and light, but in his heart, Guan Shiyin had already been sprayed back.

Same as the Four Great Bodhisattvas of the Western Sky, Samantabhadra never expected that Guanyin would dare to curse himself like that, or even call him a miscellaneous? Is this looking down on him from the bottom of my heart?

Thinking of this, the grievances in Fu Xian's heart become deeper It is secretly said that your Guanyin is just kneeling and licking Tathagata Buddha, so that you can have your current status.

Wait when the Tathagata is tired of playing, hates you Guanyin, and deceives Maitreya Buddha when he is in charge.

He Samantabhadra wanted to see how the tragic end of the Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was praised by many people, and whether there would be such a condescending posture to give orders to him at will.

"Neither man nor woman, sooner or later, my Fuxian will want you to look good."

Fuxian cursed constantly in his heart, but Guanyin turned his eyes to the golden cicada who was really catching the water purification vitality she sprinkled and restoring its origin.

In an instant, the anger in Guanyin's heart subsided slightly, but soon she realized what was normal.

Immediately staring at the golden cicada whose breath had become more stable, he shouted loudly.

"No, the situation is not right.

Puxian, hurry, take Jin Chanzi back to the West Tianling Mountain quickly. "

After   Avalokitesvara yelled, she turned around and flew towards the West Tianling Mountain without looking back, as if she was escaping, she was a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)