Yuan Duxiu was as calm as the sun, with a calm expression, his eyes as fire, and his tone was faint: "What should the Buddha son do, I will follow it together."

Strength is the throne of the soul. The soul carries strength, and the two are interdependent and indispensable.

After thousands of years of practice, he is no longer a boy who once knelt down and cried in front of the grave.

Even when facing the worldly supreme Buddhist son, Amitabha, he would not feel any fear.

"Good, good!"

Emperor Amitabha nodded slightly, then folded his right palm in front of his chest, tens of thousands of miles away from the void, and pushed out:

"I have tens of thousands of Buddhist powers, but I only practiced this 'Great Compassion Palm'. Since I had the chance to meet them, I would use this handprint to see the supernatural powers of the Holy Body!"

Her voice was calm, and the palm print was even silent.

When I pushed horizontally, endless Buddha light appeared in the world, faintly, as if a Buddha's shadow was outlined in the sky.

Its body is as majestic as if it runs through the heaven and earth, and its high Buddha head passes through the atmosphere as if it enters the starry sky.

With Emperor Amitabha, he will play the palm at the same time!

Yuan Duxiu stared at the shadow of the great Buddha, and felt that his palm was as big as boundless, his five fingers were bent and stretched, as if it had covered the sky and the sun, like the hand of God who had mastered the lifeblood of all things.

"What a magical power!"

Yuan Duxiu's pupils shrank, and then stepped forward.

boom!

Compared to Emperor Amitabha's silent palm, Yuan Duxiu stepped out with one step, as if he wanted to turn the world over!

"The Buddhist son has a palm, and I have a punch, which is just the same as the Buddhist son!"

Yuan Duxiu let out a long roar, and the terrifying blood and energy swept through the sky like a cosmic storm, swaying endless streams of clouds.

The powerful aura shakes the world, and the intertwined principles are like plucked strings, making a huge explosion like a star-like explosion.

Rumble!

The endless ocean of blood and energy turned into millions of divine dragons dancing wildly in the air, looking at themselves and showing their majesty.

However, under Yuan Duxiu's punch, all the rivers turned into a burning "sun" that faced the Buddha's palm covering the sky:
Chapter completed!