Maha Jiejie laughed strangely: "It's nothing more than death... If you don't fight hard, you will definitely die!"

Prajna took a deep breath: "Then, go for it!"

Maha was stunned, and instinctively touched his heart with his hand: "Then, we can only fight with all our strength! In fact, I have never wanted to use the power left to us by the immortal. How much is it just a thought, brother, what do you think?"

Prajna glanced at Mohe coldly, and he sneered: "Can't you see that you still have such filial piety?"

Maha looked up to the sky and sighed: "That's... when it comes to filial piety, who in the world can be better than me? I am afraid that I will never die and will not leave, so I work hard every day to piss him off and let him go.

I have a good place in the Western Paradise. I am already so filial, hey, what else is there to say?"

The two brothers joked for a while, then raised their fists and punched their chests at the same time. When the punch fell, the brothers' hearts spurted out dazzling blood at the same time, as if a heavy bomb exploded in the bodies of the brothers, and sprayed out from their pores at the same time.

Thick plasma came out, and the amount of plasma was almost all the blood in a normal human body. The skin of the two brothers turned white and almost transparent at that moment, as if all the flesh and blood in the body had spurted out with this punch, leaving behind

There are two empty shells in the world.

The next moment, the empty bodies of the two brothers were suddenly filled with power. It was a strange energy that seemed to be a mixture of darkness and light, life and death. The energy was as sticky as glue and hot as fire but as cold as ice.

Their bodies surged rapidly, and the brothers' bodies expanded rapidly like inflated balloons. In the blink of an eye, they expanded to a height of more than ten meters.

Prajna quietly looked at the werewolves whose expressions changed greatly, and their bodies suddenly began to disintegrate from the fingertips.

Maha looked up at the sky a little forlornly, and grumbled: "My goal in life has not been achieved, and I am about to die? I will marry ten thousand women, give birth to a thousand sons, and let them all become monks. I

I raised my own funds to build a large Zen monastery at the southern foot of the Himalayas, and my whole family became monks for generations. Alas, my noble and lofty ideals in life are about to come to an end?"

After a few "pops", the tips of Maha's toes exploded and the pulp spread everywhere.

"I really don't want to die!" Maha shook his head helplessly, nodded to the seven werewolf generals and said with a smile: "Someone will seek revenge from you. No one can touch our leader and still be alive. You, the werewolf clan,

, you are destined to be exterminated, no one can save you... Hehehe, the leader will use all means to destroy your entire clan, Lord Buddha, I will wait and see!"

The huge silver wolf smiled dryly: "Destroy our seven powerful clans? Is it possible?"

"Is it impossible?" Prajna smiled calmly: "Just like Maha said, we will wait and see!"

The hands of the two brothers were connected together, and their bodies were like two masses of water beginning to merge with each other. They gradually became one person.

A huge and despairing aura enveloped the Thirteenth Star, and a hazy figure slowly condensed from the place where brothers Prajna and Maha disappeared.

The figure muttered in a vague, emotionless voice: "The moon will be destroyed and the stars will sink, and the heaven and earth will return together!"

The front and back ten-thousand-character Buddha seals appeared on the figure's head and feet at the same time. A gray pillar of light shot up from the sky and the ground, and a violent shock wave swept around. The seven werewolf generals screamed in horror. They gathered their bodies and drifted with the flow.

Retreat backwards from the energy storm.

The final blow of Prajna and Maha not only integrated all the cultivation they had accumulated over the years, but also integrated all the energy of Zakla crystals stored in their realm, and also triggered their father's enlightenment technique to stay in the world.

The life essence in their bodies, the three forces added together, and the effect of Christo's amplification, the brothers triggered a self-destruction at the cost of their lives that was no less powerful than a monk in the middle stage of the Void Realm.

A large crater with a diameter of more than a thousand kilometers appeared on the surface of the Thirteenth Star. The continent was almost blown into pieces. The tsunami spread from the continent to the surrounding seas, and the thick wall of water set off thousands of

The battleship that Michael Bobibi was on was almost swept into the sea by the giant wolf. The battleship struggled for a long time before it managed to escape from the waves.

Ordinary werewolf warriors and giant wolves were too close to the Prajna brothers, and the explosion directly vaporized them.

The seven werewolf generals were rushed more than two thousand kilometers away by the shock wave, and were thrown directly out of the atmosphere of the Thirteenth Star. They stretched out their bodies in horror, the hair on their bodies was burned clean, and there were cracks on their strong bodies.

There were huge wounds, and bright red blood continued to spurt out. The general of the gray wolf tribe was the weakest. Both of his arms were shattered by the explosion. Now he was screaming in pain and almost shed tears.

"Why is this happening? Such weak life forms, how can they have such great power?" The generals of the Golden Wolf Tribe and Silver Wolf Tribe roared angrily.

A fist-sized relic divided into green and red colors was spinning in the void at the center of the explosion. A strong breath of Zen power came out from the relic, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate.

The seven werewolf generals noticed this relic, and they also sensed the powerful soul fluctuations in the relic.

The souls of Prajna and Maha survived the self-destruction by relying on this weird relic, but it seemed that all the energy had been consumed. The relic could only float helplessly in the air, but had no strength to escape. The Golden Wolf Clan

The general shouted excitedly: "Good thing, such a pure energy aggregate, really good thing!"

Even the gray wolf generals who lost their arms looked greedily at the relic. The strong soul aura and powerful Zen power fluctuations made their saliva drip down from the corners of their mouths. For the greedy wolf tribe,

, the attraction of this relic is too great, big enough to make them rebel in their den, big enough to make them forget the tragic deaths of more than 20,000 wolf clan elites.

Seven rays of bright light shot at the relic that was condensed from all the spirits of Prajna and Maha. The werewolf generals cursed and yelled at each other crazily, and reached out to grab the relic. The gray wolf general lost his arm, so he simply opened his mouth and bit it.

Relics.

Just as the relic was about to fall into the hands of the fastest running general of the Moon Wolf Tribe, a black and white light flashed slightly, and Gu Xiechen emerged from the void out of thin air.

Reaching out and holding the relic, Gu Xiechen's red eyes looked at the seven werewolves coming from the conflict.

At this glance, the wind and clouds in the void suddenly changed, and boundless killings rose from the ground. The biting wind rolled out from the ground, bringing strange sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"I, Gu Xiechen, swear by the souls of my ancestors and my own soul that I will do my best to exterminate the werewolf clan!"

"Anyone who helps Zhou torture and injure my fellow humans and destroy my ancient Xiechen brothers will have their clan destroyed!"

With a wave of his hand, the true magnetic two-meter lightsaber turned into a bright rainbow of light that was hundreds of kilometers long, tearing through the void in an instant and cutting the Silver Wolf-class battleships hovering in the sky into pieces.

When the hand was recovered, Gu Xiechen had already pinched the pale-faced Bobibi's neck.

"I said, I will destroy your entire clan!"

Gu Xiechen raised his right hand without hesitation and stabbed Bobibi's forehead with his index finger.

The Soul Searching Technique was activated, and all of Bobibi's memories were read by Gu Xiechen.

The seven werewolf generals had already rushed in front of Gu Xiechen, but as soon as Gu Xiechen's crimson eyes rolled, the souls of the seven people instinctively trembled, and they turned around and left with a strange cry.

"You werewolves are going to exterminate the clan, I just swore that!"

Fei Bao waved his sleeves, and an invisible coldness enveloped the seven werewolves.
Chapter completed!