I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

When Tang Ku used the Turtle Shell Divine Art, his body couldn't actually move! If he wanted to counterattack his enemy, he had to disable the ability and do it himself. Of course, if he wanted to gamble on that one-tenth chance of counterattack, it wasn't impossible, but the problem was that his opponents weren't all powerful melee characters. Even if they were counterattacked, it wouldn't necessarily achieve the desired effect.

Therefore, the Phantom Buddha Clone is a purely evasive technique that appeared to make up for this deficiency.

The moment Anubis revealed his true form, Tang Ku had already activated the skill of the Phantom Buddha Clone. When the huge scimitar slashed down, it only chopped one of the clones into pieces.

And at the moment when this knife was slashed, the mountains and plains were already filled with bald monks, all of them were energetic, just like the real ones.

Anubis was stunned for a moment, then glanced around, and the huge scimitar in his hand suddenly burst out with endless black light. In the light, countless undead were roaring continuously, and the cold breath of death instantly enveloped the earth. Anubis's body was already shrouded in a thick black fog. Those undead were male and female, old and young, and each of them was an unjustly killed and homeless soul, extremely ferocious and brutal. The moment these thousands of unjustly killed ghosts appeared, they pounced on the monks around them.

The Phantom Buddha's clone can currently differentiate into 108 completely identical clones, but it was instantly covered by a large number of black wronged souls. In just a moment, it was eaten clean by the wronged souls.

Anubis laughed triumphantly: "Monk, you are seeking death yourself, but you can't blame me... uh..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a flash before his eyes, and then a moon-white monk's robe appeared in front of him. The monk's much smaller fist had already hit his "dog head" hard.

boom!

The huge body suddenly flew up, and its back hit the mountain, and a large piece of flesh and blood was blasted on his face by this punch. Upon closer inspection, it was found that it was not flesh and blood at all, but a solid entity composed entirely of sand. At this moment, since Anubis himself was born in the desert, this body was also made entirely of sand, so it could be regarded as an alternative form of immortality... Of course, that was before he met a strong opponent.

Anubis's injured face was recovering gradually, but the sky and the ground were already filled with monks, surrounding him. These monks, with warm smiles on their faces, had already given Anubis an inhumane beating.

The power of these phantom Buddha clones is only one tenth of Tang Ku's own, and they cannot cause any substantial damage to the opponent. However, their number is large, one hundred and eight of them, which is enough to make up for the missing nine tenths of power.

Tang Ku all over the mountains rushed towards the "dog-headed monster" and beat it to pieces. There were huge sand pits like quicksand eyes all over its body. Anubis stumbled, roared and waved his scimitar everywhere, but he only broke some of his clones. Once a clone was destroyed, a new clone would immediately fill it up. It looked like Anubis's wolf-headed army, as if it was endless.

"Roar!"

Anubis was struck with true fire, and the thick black air became even darker, as if not a single light could penetrate. Then, those wronged souls and evil spirits rushed towards the 108 monks again!

"Haha, I just gave in to you. Could it be that I, a monk, am really afraid of these lonely ghosts? Don't you know that these are the ones we Buddhists love to convert the most?"

The 108 monks laughed loudly, and then a golden Buddhist statue appeared behind each of them. In an instant, the whole mountain and the plain were filled with golden sandalwood Merit Buddhas. The golden light illuminated the earth and dispelled the haze, and those wronged souls and evil spirits were swept by the golden light before they got close. A large amount of black smoke and dust came out of the bodies of the wronged souls and evil spirits, as if they were about to evaporate, and they let out miserable howls. Tang Ku could see at a glance that the smoke and dust were the aggregation of the resentment and evil spirits from these ghosts.

"Om!"

The six-word mantra bloomed from the mouths of these sandalwood Buddhas, and countless golden lotuses bloomed in the air instantly. All the wronged souls and evil ghosts were enveloped by the lotuses, and the evil spirits on their bodies evaporated faster, disappearing without a trace in just a few breaths. The wronged souls without the evil spirit immediately turned into a silly and stupid look, staring straight at the southwest direction, and floated in that direction. After a few seconds, they disappeared into the air. Tang Ku knew that these guys had already entered the underworld, and what awaited them was either the judgment of the eighteen levels of hell or reincarnation.

However, among these wronged souls, there was one that was very special. He neither became confused nor floated towards the southwest. Instead, he just stared at the golden Buddha statues in the sky in a trance.

"Haha, I noticed you the moment you showed up... Well, come over here first, we'll talk after this is over..."

Tang Ku's figure suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed him in his palm, and then stuffed him directly into his sleeve.

Anubis's huge wolf face finally showed a hint of panic. He said in a deep voice, "No, you are not a messenger of hell. How can you purify souls? Who are you?"

The 108 monks laughed at the same time and said, "So, this is what I meant by cultural differences. You don't understand what we Buddhists represent, do you?"

Anubis's mouth twitched: "Can someone tell me what cultural differences are?"

Tang Ku ignored his crying and the 108 clones instantly merged into one clone. A fierce golden light burst out, and a golden sandalwood Buddha that was much larger than the previous one appeared in front of Anubis.

If Anubis's height is more than ten meters at this moment, then this Buddha statue is more than three times taller than him. This huge golden body alone is enough to give him a sense of oppression.

"Haha, this is another advantage of the Phantom Buddha's clones. I don't have to do anything myself. I can use 108 clones in exchange for a single full-strength attack..."

Tang Ku stood in the distance, clasping his hands together and saying, "The first move of the Great Wilderness Divine Fist, pull the ground!"

boom!

The huge golden Buddha statue suddenly punched Anubis. Wherever the punch passed, the space was instantly twisted into a spiral.

Anubis came back to his senses from his dazed state, gritted his teeth, slashed upwards, and met the huge fist fiercely.

However, that fist was extremely brutal and unreasonable. It shattered the scimitar with a force that could crush everything in its path and slammed Anubis to the ground!