Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty Eighth Who Is Afraid of Whom

The treasure is majestic, covering the sky with one hand, and the golden Buddha's palm descends from the sky, just like the Wuzhi Mountain that suppresses monkeys.

"You bald donkeys, could it be that you only know how to palm?" Lin Fan rolled his mana, and punched out fiercely, colliding with the Buddha's palm, making a shocking sound.

"So strong."

Just after the initial fight, Lin Fan already had a preliminary understanding in his heart.

The strength of this Buddha has definitely surpassed the Supreme Realm. In Lin Fan's view, that palm just now still has some remaining strength, continuous and stamina.

but…….

Lin Fan was not afraid, because he had a backhand, as to whether he could beat this bald donkey, that was another matter.

"Amitabha, it's not easy for a benefactor to cultivate to the supreme state, so don't give up your life for this Buddhist sinner."

With just one trick, the Buddhists have already tested the depth of the other party, but what surprised the Buddhists is that this human race actually has the cultivation base of the Supreme Realm, which is simply unimaginable.

Moreover, this human race seems to be a product of this era, which is even more unbelievable in the eyes of the Buddhists.

In the past few epochs, there were also the most top powerhouses among the human race, but they have already fallen, and they don't even have the chance to sleep and reincarnate.

The top inheritance is completely cut off, and among the descendants, there is absolutely no human race that can break through to this level.

Sure enough, this bald donkey was testing him, but to Lin Fan, he was not afraid of these things, could he still be afraid?

"I'll take care of this bald donkey." Lin Fan said domineeringly.

Venerable Sakyamuni is about to cry at this time, this is true love, everyone can see the strength of the Buddha in front of him, he is absolutely strong, but at this time, the elder brother has to protect himself, which makes Venerable Sakyamuni Those who were very moved.

I can't wait to make a promise with my body.

"Brother, the poor monk will remember this kindness." Venerable Sakyamuni said gratefully, and he didn't even care about the two basketballs on his chest.

"Well, you know that brother treats you well." Lin Fan said.

Venerable Sakyamuni wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded movedly,

"knew."

For Venerable Sakyamuni, he did not expect that there are people who are so kind to him in this world. He is so touched that he is so moved that he is about to fly into the sky.

The Buddha looked at Lin Fan and couldn't help shouting, "Since the benefactor is stubborn and ineffective, he can only be led to the western world to listen to the teachings of this Buddha."

The Buddha's golden Dharma image is majestic and shocking, and the golden light shines on the world. Any evil spirits and heretics will disappear in smoke in front of it.

"etc……."

At this time, Lin Fan suddenly raised his hand to signal a pause.

"Could it be that the benefactor has returned from a lost path and is willing to hand over this Buddhist sinner?" The Buddha's loud voice was transmitted in the void, and the words contained the supreme power of heaven.

"Give me three seconds, please." Lin Fan said.

"Okay." Buddha nodded.

Lin Fan sneered in his heart, it seemed that he was going to really show off.

"Open the supreme suit."

Lin Fan thought silently, and quickly opened the supreme suit given by the system.

For Lin Fan, the products produced by the system must be high-quality products. If he puts on this supreme suit, he might be able to kill this Buddha.

"Ding, get the supreme suit and wear it yourself."

Crash!

Suddenly, a ray of light enveloped Lin Fan's body, and Lin Fan suddenly realized that there was something wrong with this suit.

The dragon robe is added to the body, and the crown is worn on the head (Qin Shihuang's hat). The golden beads in front cover the eyes, blocking the sight.

"Damn it, this fucker is taking me to play."

Pooh!

At this moment, Venerable Sakyamuni suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Fan turned his head and asked.

"Brother, where did your clothes come from? The words on the back of the clothes are so funny." Venerable Sakyamuni covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

Lin Fan refused to accept it, is there any more words?

Afterwards, Lin Fan immediately took off his clothes. When he saw these words, he was a little dumbfounded.

"Human race, invincible."

"My dear grandma." Lin Fan growled, this is so funny to me.

But at this time, Lin Fan couldn't control that much anymore, and immediately put on his clothes.

"Ding, wear the Human Race Supreme Suit."

"Ding, turn on the function."

"Invincible mode: ten seconds."

"Ding, the supreme weapon of the human race, Gatling, the God of Demon Slayer."

hum!

In an instant, the void vibrated, as if something terrifying was about to come out.

Seeing this scene, the Buddha who had been waiting all this time frowned fiercely, and looked at Lin Fan solemnly.

"What the hell is this?"

When Lin Fan saw Gatling, the God of Slayer, he was completely dumbfounded. Isn't this just a gun in his hand, do I have it in the world?

It was at the moment when he held the supreme weapon of the human race, Lin Fan felt that he was about to explode. The power was surging and rolling in his body, as if it could explode at any time.

"snort!"

Suddenly, the Buddha became angry, shrouded in Buddha light, and a dharma figure stood in the void. The dharma figure's solemn face and vast power shrouded the sky and the earth, and every move had great power.

"Brother, no matter what you say, you have to be careful, this is the most...highest dharma image of the Buddha family." Venerable Sakyamuni shouted fiercely when he saw the Buddha's dharma image.

"Damn, the way the game is played, I think this emperor is all right."

"Supreme dharma."

Lin Fan let out a loud shout, since that's the case, the only thing left to do is fight.

"Holding the sun and the moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

A body influence penetrated between the heaven and the earth, and a huge figure suddenly appeared behind Lin Fan.

This Supreme Dharma Aspect is exactly what Lin Fan looks like.

But at this moment, this supreme amulet holds the sun and the moon in his hands, one hand is like a bird stand, and there are bright stars floating in the palm of his hand. He looks at the Buddha domineeringly, as if he is invincible in the world.

"Brother, your dharma appearance is against the sky." Sakyamuni was almost dumbfounded when he saw Lin Fan's dharma appearance.

The will, the law, are all in a full state, especially the sun, moon and stars in the hands, they are living existences.

Lin Fan didn't know much about these things, but Venerable Sakyamuni was a knowledgeable person, a truly powerful Dharma figure, which everyone dreamed of.

However, it is undoubtedly even more difficult to condense such a dharma image, but now there is such a dharma image in front of him, how can this not shock Venerable Sakyamuni.

When the Buddha saw Lin Fan's Dharma appearance, his heart trembled, and he felt incredible. How could a human race in the Supreme Realm condense such a Dharma appearance.

"Almsgiver, turn your head and be right." The Buddha folded his palms together, and at the moment when he folded his palms, a burst of golden light suddenly burst out, directly attacking Lin Fan.

"Vald donkey, this emperor will accompany you to have a good fight..."

Lin Fan felt the sense of crisis brought by the Buddha, but he was not guilty, he was just doing something, who is afraid of whom.