I Come From the Heaven-Reaching Buddhist Realm

The divine mountain-like Immortal body of the pot-bellied Buddha had already been shattered by the tens of thousands of Sword Intents.

The endless divine blood almost formed a river on the bone road. Everything in sight was filled with sorrow.

Jian Wushuang borrowed the strength to fight back and awakened all the Sword Intents on the white bone path. That was why he could defeat the Six Revolutions Great Immortal so easily.

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to defeat him.

Looking at the Immortal corpses on the ground, Jian Wushuang collected his thoughts and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, he felt a weak aura.

Although the aura was weak, it was real and extremely familiar.

Jian Wushuang was slightly shocked and looked in that direction. He saw a miserable figure struggling among the countless huge Immortal corpses.