"Amitābha, please show some mercy, young man!"
Along with a magnificent Buddhist chant, a dazzling golden light invaded everyone's eyes.
People rubbed their eyes and looked up at the sky, only to see a fat monk sitting on a lotus platform, looking down at all living beings with a face full of compassion.
"The Great Leiyin Temple has finally shown up."
Zhou Tong raised the corner of his mouth, locked his eyes on the other party, and saw the other party's realm at a glance.
It turned out to be the eighth level of Saint!
At the level of high-level saints, every difference in realm is like the difference between heaven and earth.
Normally speaking, a saint at the eighth level can easily deal with three saints at the seventh level, and a saint who has just entered the ninth level can easily defeat five saints at the eighth level.
As for the Peak Saint, that is a completely different concept. It is said that the only one who can defeat the Peak Saint is another Peak Saint!
"Who are you?"
Zhou Tong asked, looking the other person in the eye, not caring at all about the other person's amazing aura.
"I am the Pure Joyful Buddha, who was sent by the Buddha to lead the awakened Buddha. Please be kind and don't hurt his life!"
Hearing this, Zhou Tong raised his eyebrows.
He also had some understanding of the ranking of the Buddhas in the Great Leiyin Temple.
The ancient Buddha of Dipping Lamp, the Medicine Buddha, the Sakyamuni Buddha, the Buddha of Past, Present and Future, and then the Pure Joyful Buddha!
Although this ranking is not entirely determined by strength, it can still reflect a lot of things.
In this Great Leiyin Temple, a saint at the eighth level can only rank fifth. It can be imagined that there are definitely many masters among them.
"Young man, please return my Buddha son to me!"
The other party spoke again, and this time there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning. It was undoubtedly a demonstration, but Zhou Tong just didn't fall for it.
"I can give it back to you, but I can give my parents back to you!"
He put forward his conditions, which were, as expected, rejected outright.
"Those two have a connection with my Buddha. Please forgive me for not being able to return."
"Isn't this a coincidence?"
Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing. He looked at Youmingzi and said, "This man has a grudge against me. Please forgive me for not being able to spare his life!"
"Amitābha Buddha, when will the cycle of revenge end? Haven't you heard that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly? If you continue to kill, you will go to hell in the future!"
Hearing this, Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing, but if Zhemei was there, she would definitely cry.
Please, don't let this person go to hell again!
"Double-standard stuff!"
Zhou Tong cursed with a smile, without a trace of respect in his eyes, turned around and attacked, directly shattering one of Youmingzi's arms.
"Amitābha!"
There was already anger in Qingjing Xifo's voice, and he said, "It seems that the donor is obsessed with delusion!"
"So what? He just died today!"
"Then don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless!"
As soon as the words fell, the other party exuded an astonishing aura.
"Are you going to help him? How long has it been since the revenge started?" Zhou Tong laughed, slapping him in the face with his words.
"Amitabha, young man, you are bloodthirsty and have turned into a demon. For the sake of the people of the world, I, a poor monk, can only take action!"
In an instant, the Buddha's light was boundless and submerged the entire universe. The Buddha's body swelled in the wind and became a thousand feet tall. Looking down, he saw that all people were ants.
"Donor, you have one last chance. Repent of your sins and convert to Buddhism to save your life!"
"I've heard enough of your talk!"
Zhou Tong drew out the three-pointed, double-edged sword, and then swept it towards the void. The Buddha's light in the sky collapsed and turned into tiny dust!