For these Evil Buddhas who have grudges with him, Mo Lin dared not be careless.
These things are extremely strong and possess special powers.
Jiang Yun looked at Mo Lin in surprise, a shocking expression in the depths of her eyes.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt Mo Lin had become stronger.
At least stronger than before.
Mo Lin was now confronting Joyful Arhat.
The Joyful Arhat, towering over two meters tall, stood before Mo Lin like a wall, giving a deadly sense of oppression.
"It's you who killed many of my Buddhist sect members; the Joyful Buddha also died at your hands, didn't he?" Joyful Arhat questioned Mo Lin.
"Yes, it was indeed at my hands," Mo Lin admitted frankly without any evasion.
The Joyful Buddha was indeed killed by Mo Lin.
"Damn thing."
Joyful Arhat cursed at Mo Lin: "Do you know how much effort we have exerted to descend upon the human realm?
Every Buddha has paid a great price to descend into the human world.
