Chapter 125: Pursuit Battle Again

  Fell into the underground chamber, immediately colorful light rushed over, including a large number of blue lights, dozens of red lights, and even on a prominent ground there were four or five golden lights.

  "So all the good stuff was here and you've taken it all away."

  He Ming sneered and ignored the golden light, not wanting to waste any time. He immediately began searching for the giant Buddha head. Having studied the pictures, he knew that the Buddha heads from the Han Dynasty were enormous, with some being as long as 30 meters and as wide as 15 meters, resembling a large ship.

  His gaze immediately saw a huge passage, because it occupied two-thirds of this room. He Ming rushed over to take a look and found it very deep. With his eyesight, he could see hundreds of meters away, still in the dark.

  The soil dug out by the combat system was still fresh, about an hour ago. He Ming immediately put away his glasses and jumped in. He understood all the reasons. Buddha's head found himself coming in and immediately understood that he was not one of those humans who had been played with or perhaps eaten before.

  So the calm mood no longer exists, and immediately choose to dig a hole to escape.

  He Ming fell rapidly, discovering that the steel layer had melted into a passageway, unlike his violent dissection of different things. He Ming touched it with his hand, the temperature was very high, and the melting time would not exceed an hour. He Ming immediately kicked off the wall with both feet, his two incredibly strong legs, as thick as footballs, instantly bursting forth with powerful force. The gravitational pull plus the impact force made He Ming fall like an arrow.

  The steel layers were all melted into a passage, but also wasted a lot of time. When He Ming was slaughtering the Cow Head Demon and Bao Niu on it, Fo Tou was melting the steel layer.

  The Buddha's voice continued to sound, but it was no longer filled with a joyful feeling, instead it was filled with a compassionate tone: "Benefactor, please return, your companions are all going to be killed, without your help, they would be like slaughtered chickens. You can't see, I have the heavenly eye, and everything above is within my sight... I am compassionate, you just killed the Ox-Headed Demon and released the songstress, I quite appreciate your methods... I see you like women, I have an ancient and very effective cultivation technique regarding ***, even the ** of modern Tantric Buddhism can't compare to mine. Why don't I write it down for you, take it back and study it well, make the women surrender in defeat, and you will be like Shiva..."

  He Ming single-mindedly chased after him, and as soon as Buddha's head broke through the steel layer, it was like a red-hot steel ball entering butter, speeding up and directly dissolving a passage to escape far away.

  In the meantime, Buddha's head continued to disturb He Ming, "Shiva is our great god in Buddhist country, with a linga body, that son is huge and unparalleled, once opened fire to form the Ganges River. Imagine such a mighty power, you want to fight against the more powerful Sakyamuni Buddha? Go back quickly, the anger of the Buddha master is not what you can bear. The sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, all kinds of human life are just flowers of greed, flowers of emptiness, flowers of anger, and flowers of hatred..."

  "Come on, you old cow! Let's have a one-on-one fight! Don't run away with your tail between your legs, don't lose face in front of Buddha!"

  He Ming was speeding along, and the Buddha's head began to set up a maze for escape, deliberately twisting and turning like an earthworm everywhere. According to He Ming's judgment of the Red Spider combat system, as long as he knew which road was fresher from the mud, he would bite down on it. And so both sides started cursing loudly.

  "Heh Ming: 'You're such a waste, stupid to the point of being ridiculous! Your parents would be so ashamed of you that they'd crawl out of their graves and shove you back into their womb, then flush you down the toilet with a turd!'"

  "Pathetic, pitiful, laughable, hateful, and infuriating moron, idiot pighead fool. I've eaten more people than you've seen, get out of here! Come find me when I'm recovered, I'll swallow your whole family whole, scram!"

  "Come on, come on, now, you cowardly, stupid, idiotic, pig-headed fool..."

  Evil Buddha: Buddha X, you, catching you is like slowly savoring the people from before. They despair and cry...

  One person and the Buddha are getting farther and farther away, just like chasing after the female zombie last time. Both sides start to go deep underground. He Ming carries a large backpack, holding a heavy sword and shield, charging forward with all his might. The tunnel dug out by the evil Buddha collapses quickly due to the strong pressure of the mud, which cannot be preserved for long.

  He Ming didn't think about the things above, nor did he consider the road back. He just wanted to kill this Buddha. Even if all the people above were killed, He Ming would only have to make a report. Although Liu Huo was friends with him, He Ming was an unfeeling person. From childhood to adulthood, he had only one friend, Guo Bang, but no one could enter his heart.

  How can I possibly give up an evil Buddha's head for a high-ranking official with connections, let alone the possibility that it may one day come back to take revenge on my family members, and I will be heartbroken, and I won't always be by their side.

  What if it finds a body that's stronger than itself? What's the point of even playing then? It'll definitely die in battle, and its soul will be cast into a single Abdominal Muscle Brother Soul Gold Coin.

  He Ming must kill the evil Buddha, and can satisfy his own great greed, this is the most rational solution to the problem. If you want to blame someone, blame those above for sending some useless people down to die, what does it have to do with me? I'm not a living Lei Feng, shouting "serve the people" all day, just to cheat you guys.

  Both are fast monsters, all common sense things have no effect on them, earth pressure, large amounts of mud, messy underground tunnels, abysses, underground water layers.

  Xie Fo knew that He Ming could quickly judge the passage, so he pulled closer and escaped into the underground water layer. Unfortunately, the high-temperature steam he left behind was even more obvious, and in the water, He Ming's speed was even faster because his frog-like skills were very suitable for swimming.

  "Damn it, you stupid fool, how did you get here so fast!"

  The evil Buddha was startled and immediately gave up this foolish behavior, decisively returning to the mud. He wouldn't choose hard granite or volcanic rocks because he needed a little time to melt the stones, which would be more convenient for Ming's impact. As one side weakened, the other gained strength, and he would be caught up soon.

  The two continued to flee and chase, both were monsters; one melted the soil as it advanced, the other carried a weight of over a thousand kilograms tightly in its jaws. One was desperately fleeing for its life, the other was pursuing relentlessly out of greed, not even willing to throw away the large backpack on its back or the weapon in its hand.

  More than ten minutes later, he had probably run tens of thousands of meters, drilling in and out of the ground at high speed. He Ming's body began to heat up, his breathing a bit heavy. Shouldn't he consider throwing away the heavy sword and shield to lighten the load and speed up? If this continued, he would definitely become exhausted, just like a hundred-meter athlete running a hundred meters, ending in just over ten seconds with chest heaving and panting, due to high-intensity exercise.

  But he himself was chasing the enemy even more anxiously, sprinting at high speed for over ten minutes, and carrying a load of nearly a thousand kilograms. Even if he had eaten two heads of immortal life, eating all sorts of good things, his body began to feel hot and tired! It turned out that the powerful Toad Skill was now almost meaningless, if it weren't for its ability to enhance physical strength, He Ming wouldn't even want to practice it anymore.

  At this moment, hundreds of meters away, the Buddha's head broke through the passage, and the light suddenly appeared, and returned to the underground world. He Ming followed closely behind, and in less than 24 hours, he returned to the underground world again. This time, it was not an ocean of bones, but a vast and endless wilderness that stretched beyond what He Ming's eyes could see.

  However, there are all kinds of lives, just like the grasslands in the world of the living. There are flying birds and insects, a few gray butterflies, and some mice and rabbits scurrying about. On the grass that covers the ground to a height of several dozen centimeters, there is a faint glow, which produces a strange phenomenon: the ground is brighter than the sky.

  He Ming looked up at the sky, which was completely made of mud, but it defied the laws of physics and didn't fall down. In some places, he saw underground water flowing through the topsoil, as if held back by an unfathomable massive force that prevented it from falling. Only when the local crust moved did the groundwater fall, causing the areas with lush aquatic plants to become particularly luxuriant.

  He Ming saw Buddha's head for the first time, escaping in steel, mud and groundwater. He didn't get dirty like himself, and the noble Mr. Benne Road became Mr. Hong Qi Gong again.

  The Buddha's head also looked back at He Ming, escaping with an extremely fast and strange posture, as if a Buddha's head was flying in the air.

  He Ming saw the Buddha's head talking for the first time, despite having harassed himself countless times before. On that Buddha's head, which was bright red due to high fever, there was a particularly large and evil-tasting mouth opening and closing, revealing sharp teeth like giant white sharks: "First time coming to the world of the dead, huh? This is the swamp of the world of the dead, don't fall in, or you won't be able to climb out. Ah, saw that light-colored place, right? That side of the swamp is very shallow, step on it... X you, this bastard is really cunning!"

  Buddha's head hadn't finished speaking, when He Ming encountered the swamp, he stepped onto the dark area without hesitation. He absolutely wouldn't believe the enemy's words, Buddha's head said the shallow place was okay to tread on, but he insisted on treading on the deep part. Moreover, there were some water grasses in the deeper areas, which meant that the water grasses had a place to take root, whereas the shallow area didn't have any water grasses, meaning it would be bad as soon as one stepped down.

  He Ming started controlling his body weight, sprinting wildly while using weight control to make himself as light as if swimming up a cliff face, reducing gravity with high-speed inertia and accelerating at the same time.

  Fozu saw what was happening and his expression turned furious, he loudly threatened and cursed, enough to scare many people to death.

  On the one hand, being able to fly in mid-air just a few centimeters from the ground made He Ming very pleased. He could fly into the sky and quickly return home to stay by his family's side all day. Even when going out to explore treasures, he would bring his family along.

  In the blink of an eye, one person and one Buddha rushed out of tens of thousands of meters, all of whom were advancing at full speed. He Ming felt a bit strenuous, but seeing the anxious face on the Buddha's head, he burst into laughter: "Can't fly anymore? Haha, the moment of single challenge is about to come, believe me, you will die miserably, your big brother Sakyamuni won't even recognize you."

  The Buddha's head was rarely silent, but suddenly it let out a mournful cry and rolled onto the ground. As its hot body came into contact with the wet earth, a large amount of steam immediately rose up, and it crazily rolled past in one direction, instantly becoming more frantic than He Ming.

  He Ming was overjoyed and hastened his pursuit, shouting: "Dear, don't fall into the shallow swamp!"

  As soon as the words fell, the Buddha's head hit the swamp and fell in, but quickly rushed out, wasting a few seconds of time, allowing He Ming to catch up by tens of meters, and the distance between the two sides was getting shorter and shorter.

  One minute later, He Ming's heavy sword flashed a ruthless black light and chopped onto the Buddha's head, opening up an iron wound. The Buddha roared in anger, no longer escaping, but he only had one Buddha head, his attack method was also laughable, directly using his head to charge at He Ming. He Ming saw this sandbag coming automatically, happily threw away his heavy shield and frantically chopped.

  I'll take you down! — Ah, you bastard!

  I'm going to die! - Ah, aren't you afraid of Buddha's wrath?!

  I'm going wild with slashing! —— Ahhhhhh!

  He Ming was really cool, the Buddha's attack method had only these, he would be dead for sure, but as time went on, He Ming became more and more cautious, how many people capsized when they were close to victory? The enemy hadn't died yet, He Ming absolutely wouldn't relax his mood.

  He struck without mercy, using his full strength each time, leaving the iron Buddha's head with continuous scars. The battlefield was littered with scattered steel blocks. That evil big mouth, eyes with a mocking meaning, an arrogant high nose, and extremely valuable long ears all disappeared, leaving only one eye behind. This was because He Ming spared its life to savor the fear in the Buddha's eyes.

  "Halt! Halt! I have something to say - Ah, you mongrel!"

  Buddha's head began to beg for mercy, He Ming attacked several times again, leaving a few more wounds that were both ruthless and long, only then did he stop his hand, sheathing his sword on the ground.

  He Ming waved his hand, pulled out a wet cigarette from his soaked clothes, and tried to light it with a lighter in the shape of a small panda. He then said: "You have one minute, if you give me nonsense, be prepared to say goodbye to this world."

  "I can tell you everything. All true stories. Do you want to know my origin? Yes, I am an ancient Shakya tribe, born in 525 BC, and I followed Shakyamuni Buddha. I know the great secrets of the Buddha."

  "Tell me, I've always wanted to know about the Buddha's past lives."

  He Ming finally lit the little bear cat, shed the red spider headgear that made the evil Buddha's head fearful, put on a pair of glasses, and slowly approached the Buddha's head, with a look of interest still visible in his eyes under the glasses.

  The Buddha's head saw it and immediately spoke incessantly, thinking about how to deceive and escape, even kill He Ming? Such a delicious fat, especially the sun magic back muscle, this foolish person did not realize what kind of great power was in it.

  But he didn't know that He Ming had begun scanning him and soon knew his intelligence, then raised his heavy sword to launch a ruthless slaughter.

  "Sakyamuni was not an ordinary person, but a super life reincarnation. However, he did not open his wisdom at first and was just an ordinary person. But he quickly understood what he wanted to do when he saw people suffering from birth, aging, sickness, and death, which inspired his wisdom, and he walked on that path... At the beginning, he also took the wrong path, such as mixing with poor people. I followed him at that time, and his identity was a prince, the future king, very noble. But the prince found that by mixing with poor people, he would only starve to death, let alone talk about wisdom or enlightenment..."

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