God-level funeral system

But at this moment, a voice came.

"Amitabha." Ruoyuuowu's voice surrounded the surroundings.

The officers and soldiers were stunned when they heard the voice, and their hearts were also full of surprise.

"Who, who is playing tricks here? Get out of here!" The bandit leader shouted towards the surroundings.

"Benefactor, you should leave quickly." The voice still echoed in his ears, as if it sounded in his mind, making it impossible for him to ignore it.

"Who dares to play tricks on me? I think you are tired of living." The bandit leader's face became extremely livid, and he gritted his teeth and looked around.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

At this time, another light and fluttering sound sounded above the heads of the bandits. All the bandits looked up, but they didn't find anything appearing above their heads.

"What are you looking at? Is there anything in the sky?" the bandit leader asked angrily.

"Boss, there is nothing, we haven't seen anything."

The thieves shook their heads, indicating that they saw nothing, but their eyeballs were rolling around, as if they always felt that someone was watching them.

However, they couldn't find where the man was.

"I said you are a bunch of idiots!" The bandit leader scolded, "We have all been plotted against, and we still can't see it. It's really stupid."

The bandits all lowered their heads after hearing what the bandit leader said.

"Tell me, are your people hiding nearby!" The bandit leader looked at the strong man and roared loudly.

"Ha ha......"

The strong man was scared when he saw the bandit leader like this, and he couldn't help laughing, "Don't do bad things, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. When you did bad things, why did you think about it now?"

"Bastard!" The bandit leader swung his big knife, slashing at the air, and cursed angrily.

"I think you are looking for death!" He raised his big knife and slashed at the strong man.

The strong man saw this scene and wanted to dodge quickly, but his body could not move at all.

But at this time, a cold air rose from the soles of the bandit leader's feet, making him feel a dangerous breath, his body trembled involuntarily, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his heart couldn't help speeding up .

At this time, he felt something blocked his throat, and it became difficult to breathe.

This is the breath of death!

"Boss, look over there!" The masked man at the side said to the bandit leader with a trembling voice.

After hearing what they said, the bandit leader looked in the direction they were pointing.

Under the tree not far away, a young man in a monk's robe was standing there, clasped his hands together, and looked at himself and the others with a slight smile.

But the surrounding area should be surrounded by his subordinates, not to mention people, not even a fly can fly in, but when did this monk appear there.

He was sure that no one had been there before.

"Who are you?" The bandit leader looked at the monk vigilantly and asked in a deep voice.

"Benefactor, do you want to kill me?" The monk looked at the bandit leader and asked, instead of answering him, he asked a question.

"It depends on whether you are worthy or not." The bandit leader asked coldly.

"Benefactor, you don't know me, but I know you." The monk said with a smile, "However, the poor monk just wants to take away my master's golden body relic."

"Whose disciple are you?" the bandit leader asked with a frown.

But the monk just stretched out his finger and pointed forward.

Everyone's eyes looked in his direction, and they were looking at the little novice monk who was surrounded by villagers.

"Bulk, are you kidding me? How could that little novice be your master? I believe you are his master." The bandit leader looked at the monk with a sneer and asked.

"Amitabha, benefactor, monks don't tell lies." The monk said with a smile.

"I think you are tired of work, I just sent you to see your Buddha!" ​​The bandit leader roared loudly, swung his sword and slashed at the monk.

"Amitabha, benefactor, don't be impatient." The monk sighed slightly, clasped his hands together and did not avoid it.

The bandit leader gave a grin, and slashed down on the monk's head with his big knife.

This move is his best move, once he uses this move, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he will either die or be injured.

The bandit leader believed that this move of his would be able to kill the ignorant guy in front of him.

But the next moment, he was stunned, and the others also stared at the monk with wide eyes, because the other person's body seemed to be unreal, and his big knife slashed on the other person's body like this, without any trace. effect.

The bandit leader felt that his knife had failed

"Amitabha!" The monk smiled and bowed slightly to the bandit leader.

Seeing this scene, the bandits were all stunned.

They couldn't figure out how the person in front of them did it. It was clearly a real thing, but it seemed unreal. No matter how the bandit leader attacked, he couldn't hurt him.

What an incredible thing this is.

Is the other party really human?

Unanimously, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and a chill ran up their spines.

"Who are you!" The bandit leader asked the monk angrily again, but the monk still kept his smiling face, as if he didn't see the bandit leader's anger at all.

"Benefactor, the poor monk is just a nobody, so there is no need to ask too much. As for the purpose, as I said before, the poor monk's purpose is very simple. You only need to hand over my master's golden body relic, and the poor monk will leave here immediately. "The monk looked at the bandit leader with a smile and said.

"Haha, what a joke, who do you think you are, to let us hand over the golden body relic to you!" The bandit leader mocked loudly.

Although their attack failed, the opponent did not cause any harm to themselves, and from what the opponent said, the golden body relic must be very valuable. If they can snatch it, then they will be prosperous.

If they could get the said golden body relic, they would definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money, and even use this money to expand their power again.

The bandit leader couldn't help but began to fantasize about a bright future.

"Amitabha." The monk sighed slightly. "Since this is the case, please do your own thing."

The monk's figure slowly distorted, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Seeing this scene, the bandits were all dumbfounded.