but...
Later, this kind of thing was modified by Maitreya and used for sneak attacks, and the effect was equally good.
Now, are you going to use the tricks you have developed on yourself?
However, Maitreya believed that these were not prepared for him, and the Bodhisattvas inside were most likely still sleeping.
"Four per person!"
"Hurry up and try not to make too much noise."
Maitreya said, and then rushed to the left. The old monk also rushed to the right without any hesitation.
For a moment it seemed like they were in perfect agreement.
Of course, this is also the reason why Maitreya came to him. There are not many people who are capable, ruthless, ambitious, and can perfectly cooperate with him.
Almost instantly, the two of them arrived in front of these Bodhisattvas.
Maitreya slapped the Bodhisattva statue on the head with an expressionless palm, making a slight sound, and blood flowed out along the broken cracks.
At the same time, several other Bodhisattva statues began to vibrate at the same time, as if they felt something and began to revive.
It's a pity that in this state, if they want to force recovery, they must make preparations.
Even if it only takes three seconds.
enough.
Three seconds was enough for Miroku to kill them ten times.
The battle started so quickly and ended so quickly that it couldn't even be described as a battle. It was completely one-sided.
The two of them calmly killed the eight Bodhisattva statues and returned to the center of the lobby.
He didn't care even if his hands were still stained with blood.
"It always feels too weak, something is wrong."
The old monk frowned slightly and whispered.
There were only eight Bodhisattvas guarding the place where the Buddha slept. It was not that he looked down upon the Bodhisattvas, but compared to the Buddha, the Bodhisattvas... were just that.
How could he place his own safety on the Bodhisattva?
"It's a little strange."
"But if this was a trap, it would have been exposed the moment we entered this space."
"Even if we retreat now, we have already left our breath here."
"There's no turning back."
"Just keep walking."
Maitreya looked around and said calmly. On the contrary, he was not as nervous as the old monk appeared, and walked towards the back door of the lobby.
The old monk smiled and shook his head. Apparently he also noticed the fear in his heart at that moment. He forced himself to regain his composure and followed Maitreya.
Watching the two people leave one after another.
Outside the door, Wang Ye noticed the whole process through the crack of the door and was a little stunned.
Sometimes, pig teammates are actually far less scary than such scheming teammates.
Pig teammates at least let you know how you died.
But this one... doesn't die with his eyes in peace.
The eight Bodhisattvas are no longer cannon fodder in Lingshan. They can at least be said to be the backbone. They can be killed as soon as they are told.
Not distressed at all.
But yes, if you are discovered, you will die. If you die, everything will be over.
Immortal...
If he reaches the state that belongs to Buddha, he is just a Bodhisattva. As long as he wants, he can create endless creations.
However, these are eight Bodhisattva relics that cannot be picked up.
Burning the cauldron?
After making sure that the two of them were far away, Wang Ye sneaked into the lobby quietly, took out the relics from each corpse, and casually wiped off the blood on them, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Now it seems that picking up corpses is more comfortable than robbing.
I can make a bunch of bracelets again.
I really look forward to the day when my hands and feet will be covered with bracelets, and a large circle of rosary beads will be wrapped around my neck. Together with my bald head, it will definitely be a shining light.
The purest Lingshan people.
I hope these two Buddhist traitors can bring more surprises to me.
Wang Ye suddenly became excited, sneaking up behind the two of them, looking at the excitement, and barely had a handful of melon seeds in his hand.
Because these two guys are taking action again.
The opponents are three Buddhas.
However, the battle venue also changed. The three Buddhas were not in the back hall, but in the backyard, guarding the door outside the back hall. The moment they opened the door, the three Buddhas felt something in their hearts. Take action suddenly.
Caught off guard, the old monk who pushed the door spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards with a pale face, and landed on the ground. He didn't get up for a long time.
Maitreya took action boldly and fought with these three people, observing silently.
These three people...
There was no movement in his eyes, his pupils were dilated, he didn't say a word, he didn't even need to fall asleep, there was no gradual recovery process, he just used all his strength when he shot, and he wasn't surprised to see Maitreya.
Is it really a puppet?
Maitreya knew clearly in his heart that after these three people were transformed into puppets, their strength had not declined at all, and their physical bodies were even stronger than those of Buddhas in the same realm.
In just half a minute, several scars appeared on Maitreya's body, and his chest was slapped hard.
"Randeng!"
"If you keep pretending to be dead, I'll leave now!"
"In the worst case, go back and explain to the Buddha that if you attack the forbidden area, I will catch you!"
Miroku let out an angry roar.
It was just a slap in the face from a sneak attack. How could he vomit so much blood?
He still fell to the ground and couldn't get up!
He, Maitreya, is not a fool!
The old monk, who was lying on the ground with weak breath just a second ago, felt helpless. He stood up suddenly, roared and rushed forward. He took the initiative to stop the two Buddha puppets and fought them together.
Maitreya is so hard to fool!
Originally, he wanted to delay for another half minute, waiting for Maitreya's injury to become more serious, so that he would be more confident later.
But Maitreya didn't give him this chance at all.
"Tsk, tsk, how cruel."
"I didn't expect that Maitreya was hidden so deep and that two clones could suppress a Buddha."
"The old monk is not weak either. He can hold up the two Buddhas without falling behind."
"They are all Lao Yinbi. It's difficult to snatch food from their tiger's mouth."
Wang Ye admired the battle and marveled.
But even so, he did not reveal his aura, and his heartbeat was slow.
The battle lasted for thirty minutes.
As the last Buddha puppet fell to the ground, Maitreya's chest was almost completely penetrated, and the old monk's waist had a hideous wound.
Extremely miserable!
The two of them kept breathing heavily.
Wang Ye, who was watching the excitement, suddenly became anxious and cursed in his heart.
These two bastards...
He actually dug up the relics!
Originally, Wang Ye thought he could pick up corpses again!
After working for a long time, they were not lazy, they just looked down on the Bodhisattva. In an instant, Wang Ye's status was lowered.
"You dare to take my relics!"
Wang Ye watched this scene with gritted teeth and silently sentenced the two of them to death.
At the very least, he had to get his relics back.
