Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Chapter 98 I Am the Buddha of the Nuclear Bomb

The three-buried junior master with first-class ability to do things.

Came to the first night in Beicheng District.

Destined not to be mediocre.

Ever since he came to this Yunshan City from thousands of miles of forest.

But in a short period of time, it was like turning on the "passive troublemaking" BUFF.

Wherever you go, things happen frequently.

In the hall of the Lin Mansion.

Tang Sanzan waved his hand and said: "Let's leave, gather here for me during the day tomorrow, Buddha...cough cough, you boss, I am going to become bigger and stronger."

"You... understand what I mean?"

The gloomy voice echoed in the hall as cold as an ice cellar.

A group of eccentric ghosts nodded wildly in an instant.

At the same time, there was a little excitement in their eyes.

Well... with the boss, who is it not with?

The former boss is dead, so follow the new one.

Now the new boss is obviously more powerful and ambitious!

If they can make contributions in front of the new boss.

So in the future...would there be fewer female ghosts, rights, and ghost coins?

With full of expectations, a group of ghosts quickly dispersed, each returning to each grave, each looking for each mother.

In the empty hall, the temperature suddenly rose a lot.

now.

Tang Sanzan stood up, and the eyes under the mask communicated with the two women for a while.

"Tonight, Beicheng District is doomed to have no sleep!"

Su Xiaoran's eyes were also shining with excitement.

The finely crafted and ingenious statue of "Nuclear Bomb Buddha".

Appeared in the hands of Tang Sanzan.

Among his rings, there are three hundred like this one!

Just ask if you are afraid of it!

So...Tang Sanzan didn't expect it to be recovered if he dared to strengthen the Buddha statue and release it.

What's more, in order to make enough noise.

He didn't just intend to use his ability alone.

That's right, Tang Sanzan is going to do it with Su Xiaoran——Fit and strengthen!

"Are you ready?"

Tang Sanzan asked gently.

"Sure, ready!"

Su Xiaoran seemed a little shy, but her eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

Then...the two of them simultaneously fired [Enhanced Blessing] and landed on the statue of "Nuclear Bomb Buddha".

Just as the Buddha's light was shining, the statue was about to turn into a giant to show its divine power.

Tang Sanzan directly mentioned it and threw it out.

Like a rising golden meteor, it slowly rises above the night sky and then falls.

......

North City.

A place where a dilapidated residential building is located.

It doesn't look like much here though.

But in fact, there are many evil cultivators and evil spirits entrenched.

In every room in the residential building, there lived a brutal guy.

The floor is the dividing point of their strength.

The higher it goes, the more terrifying its strength.

The most important point is that this building is where some of the demon lord's forces gather.

In the middle of the night.

The evil cultivators in the building planned to come out to get some air, taking advantage of this moment when the yin energy in the world is the most intense.

When practicing some time.

A Buddha with golden light shining, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform.

Shining bright Buddha light all over his body, descending from the sky.

"Fuck! The Buddhist bald donkey is coming!"

"Quickly ask for help, ask for help from the Demon Lord, Buddhism is here!"

"Jondo? It's not right! This guy's dress is very wrong!"

"Hiss! Could it be that Buddhism is also starting to play high-tech now?"

"This Nima Buddha has played RPG?"

A group of evil cultivators looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform in front of the gate downstairs.

Immediately, the frying pan started to chatter.

I was a little nervous at first, but after seeing the real shape of the Buddha.

Everyone was so shocked that they even forgot to report the news immediately.

at last.

In front of the residential building.

The Buddha sat cross-legged on the lotus platform in the void, carrying the RPG in one hand and twisting the grenade string in the other.

"Amitabha, I am the Buddha of nuclear bombs, you evil obstacles, don't hurry to die!"

The sound is loud, like the sound coming from a tweeter.

The shock made the ears of a group of cultivators go numb!

But then, the actions of the nuclear bomb Buddha made them unable to calm down.

I saw the string of grenades twirling in the Buddha's hand flew out suddenly and scattered in all directions.

As if being able to actively pursue the target, it landed precisely beside every evil cultivator.

Then there was a "beep".

boom!

boom!

boom!

……

The sound of the explosion, and the golden flame soared into the sky!

That golden fire light has an extremely terrifying restraint power for evil cultivators.

Just such a first round explosion.

The guys in the residential building were killed and injured in an instant.

The soul was annihilated in the terrible golden flame.

Many evil cultivators or evil spirits who were injured kept screaming in pain.

The wound was burned by the fire, and bursts of black smoke came out, which was extremely horrifying.

Sudden confusion.

Obviously disturbed the top, really powerful guys too.

A few ferocious ghosts exuding a ghostly aura floated out.

With cold murderous intent and greed in his eyes, he stared at the nuclear bomb Buddha.

Obviously, the flesh and blood of Buddhist monks is for these guys.

It is also a great tonic!

It's just that they don't know that the Buddha in front of them is just a statue.

Several ghosts looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Then, with ghostly aura, it turned into all kinds of terrifying human heads, ghost claws and the like.

Attacked suddenly towards the Buddha.

Faced with such a terrifying situation, the Buddha of the nuclear bomb was not in a hurry.

A string of grenade beads was thrown out first, and a terrifying explosion stopped the evil spirit from advancing.

Followed by.

He lifted the RPG on his shoulders with both hands.

"Amitabha, art is explosions, art is—Patrick!"

After the Buddha uttered some strange words,

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

……

RPG shells whizzed out one after another crazily!

There is no need to reload at all, the Buddha Light will automatically condense into shells, and even the recoil seems to have no feeling.

Boom!

Boom!

……

There was a terrifying explosion sound, and even more blazing golden flames.

Light up the streets that have always been dark.

The blazing golden light is especially eye-catching in the northern urban area.

Villa area.

Si Junfeng, who was lying on a chair and dozed off, was yelled at by successive explosions.

Frowning, he opened his eyes.

Go outside and follow the sound.

I see.

A place of power under his control is full of artillery fire and gunpowder smoke.

The golden flames carried the true meaning of Buddhism.