Chapter 1968: Ten Days in the Air

Boom! !

The earth sank.

The Fighting Buddha was like a flaming meteor, slamming into the Temperature God in the sky.

"Freeze." The Temperature God squeezed the air at the Golden Flame Monkey King.

Ka! !

The Fighting Buddha glared, but his body strangely stopped, like a stone monkey.

Everything returned to silence in an instant.

The essence of temperature is the thermal motion of particles.

The Temperature God can control the motion of all particles in the world, including the Fighting Buddha who was rushing in front of him.

He can control all parts of the Fighting Buddha's body, every bone and flesh, every drop of blood, every microscopic particle, and dominate all the forces that can move in front of him.

"Let everything about you return to silence." The Temperature God spoke lightly, and the divine ring on his head suddenly turned into an extremely cold color, and he squeezed the solidified Fighting Buddha again.

But the next moment, his face changed.

"How could your blood... still be boiling?" The Temperature God's eyes widened slightly.

He realized that something was wrong and immediately rushed towards the Fighting Buddha. His hands were like blazing heavenly knives, containing the power of the law of extreme temperature, and he slashed at the head and heart of the Fighting Buddha.

"Since you can resist my deathly low temperature, I will chop you to death directly!!"

The moment the hand knife fell.

The Fighting Buddha's body was as hard as stone, and suddenly burst into endless golden flames again. His movements were even faster than thunder. The golden hoop tore through the void and smashed towards the body of the temperature god.

"The sky-breaking god-splitting stick!!"

Bang! !

The golden hoop, carrying the extremely powerful sky-breaking true meaning, smashed into the chest of the temperature god.

At this moment, the hand knife of the temperature god melted the armor of the Fighting Buddha and pierced into his heart, burning a blood hole in an instant, and even burned his heart.

The chest of the temperature god was smashed to pieces by the golden hoop, and he groaned and his body was blown away.

The Fighting Buddha also fell to the ground without strength, and smashed a huge pit on the ground again.

This scene seemed like a draw, but the recovery ability of the temperature god was obviously more terrifying. After a few seconds, the smashed chest was restored to its original state, but a crack appeared in the divine ring.

"Very good, is this your dying struggle?"

"Now, die for me!"

The temperature god's body turned into a burning platinum color, and he pounced on the Fighting Buddha. The look on his face became crazy, and his arms opened, as if he wanted to hug the Fighting Buddha and burn him to death: "Come, melt in my hot arms!"

Seeing this, the Fighting Buddha gritted his teeth and threw out a string of Buddhist beads.

Countless extremely mysterious Sanskrit words rushed into the empty world like a rainstorm.

A swastika golden talisman was like the most solid fortress, wrapping the Fighting Buddha.

Boom! !

The temperature god slammed the swastika golden talisman protective wall, and the highest temperature could not melt this defense, as if there was an infinitely bright and compassionate power that resisted the erosion of all harmful forces.

"Hehehe... What's the use of this life-saving trump card? It just delays the time of your death..." The temperature god sneered, and his hot body was still lying on the swastika golden talisman, in the shape of a "big" character, slowly melting its hard barrier.

He looked at the Fighting Buddha inside, with a mocking smile on his face.

"See, your army has been defeated, and all the strong men are running away frantically. Who can save you? The first fighting Buddha in the Western Paradise has fallen to building a tortoise shell to survive. You really opened my eyes..."

The Fighting Buddha stared coldly at the temperature god in front of him.

"I have sent out a distress signal, and reinforcements will come soon."

"If you don't run away, then wait to be destroyed by the reinforcements!"

The temperature god was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed.

"Destroyed? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard. The emperors of the Potian Gang are all on the eastern front. Which of you candidates for emperors can be my opponent?"

"Excuse me, any reinforcements are garbage in my eyes! I will destroy as many as you come, until you are desperate, and then burn you alive when you are most desperate!"

The face of the temperature god was full of disdain and cruelty.

Some of the retreating Jiuzhou coalition forces showed grief when they saw the Dousheng Buddha trapped by the temperature god. Some even wanted to run to rescue him, but they were pulled back by rational creatures.

Facing a god-level opponent, going there at this time is no different from sending oneself to death.

They all know that this time, the Dousheng Buddha is likely to fall here.

Tens of millions of monks are full of reluctance and humiliation, and they are simply unable to change this situation.

"Damn it! The Dousheng Buddha was trapped to death?" Yun Mengying fought with the killing god like a shadow, while casting his eyes on the swastika golden talisman in the distance, with anxiety in his beautiful eyes.

Chi! !

Because of a moment of carelessness, her arm was cut by the God of Slaughter again.

"Hahaha, fighting with me, and you still have the mind to care about others? Kill, kill, kill!" The God of Slaughter was like a madman, waving the bloody sickle wildly.

Michael, who was fleeing, also discovered the situation of the Fighting Buddha, and his face suddenly sank.

It was already very difficult for the three candidates to fight three powerful gods. If the Fighting Buddha fell in this battle, how could they fight the next battle?

But if they went to save him...

Michael glanced at the crying and laughing gods behind him, and his scalp was numb.

He couldn't save himself now, how could he save him?

The swastika wall has cracks and is beginning to melt.

The face of the Temperature God is even more mocking.

"Your reinforcements are a little slow to arrive. If this continues, your reinforcements may not even be able to save your body. Could it be that they saw you being suppressed by me, so they ran away after taking a look from a distance?"

Dou Sheng Buddha ignored the other party's ridicule and silently accumulated strength.

He has made up his mind. Even if he dies here, he will bite off a piece of flesh from the other party before he dies and completely destroy the Temperature God!

The Jiuzhou coalition has been defeated, and the process of retreat is the process of slaughter.

He must at least delay the Temperature God so that he will not join the slaughter.

Blood flowed all over the land outside the Baiqiong Sea.

One by one, the White Feather Clan, the True Demon Clan, and the monks died in wailing.

Despair began to spread among the Jiuzhou coalition.

In this atmosphere, suddenly some coalition soldiers cried out.

"Quick! Look over there!"

"Oh... my God, what is that?"

"So big, so round, so hot... Is this... nine suns?"

All living beings looked up, looking at the sun that was getting bigger and bigger with shock.

The suns of different colors were getting bigger and bigger in their vision, even bigger and more dazzling than the sun in the sky, as if they were going to burn everything in the world to ashes.

The wonder of ten suns in the sky appeared in front of all living beings.

When the temperature god saw the approaching sun, his face changed slightly, and when he saw the small black dot on the sun, his face really changed dramatically.

Fighting Buddha laughed: "Our reinforcements are finally here!"