This caused the Shuras to look at him angrily again, and Venerable Fusheng quickly added two more layers of Buddha's light.
Not daring to delay any longer, the Shura people picked up Luo Heng and flew away quickly.
The crowd dispersed, and Venerable Dushang waved his hand and reshaped the arena.
When Zhou Zhilu walked down from the stage, everyone rushed over.
Fusu patted Zhou Zhilu's shoulder and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
These battles were struggles between Buddhism and Taoism, and the people around him did not believe in Buddhism or Taoism, but were still willing to stand on his side.
Zhou Zhilu even risked his life in a life-or-death battle to fight for himself.
How could I not be moved?
"It's up to you from now on."
Zhou Zhilu said tiredly.
Fusu nodded, looked around at everyone, and walked onto the stage with his head held high.
On the opposite side, the Buddhist disciple also walked up leisurely.
The Buddhist looked at Fusu indifferently and said with regret: "It's a pity that they couldn't win one more game and actually left you with a glimmer of hope."
Fusu's eyes turned cold as he replied, "I am really surprised that the Buddhist sect would choose someone as heartless and disloyal as a disciple of Buddha."
In the stands, Venerable Dushang looked at the two men facing each other, sighed, and said, "The game begins..."
“Boom! Boom! Boom!!!”
Before the Venerable Dushang could utter the word "beginning", a series of violent roars suddenly came from outside Lingshan.
Venerable Du Shang hurriedly looked over when he heard the sound, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face burst into endless anger, and his figure instantly disappeared from the stands.
Wu Hou and the others also hurriedly looked towards the foot of Lingshan Mountain, but found...
Of the seventy-two pagodas in the Buddhist world, nearly half exploded, and the largest one was a thirty-seven-story pagoda.
At this moment, it was actually covered by a sticky black pus...
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