The Immortal Buddha Stick in my hand was still smashing against Amitabha's Buddhist wooden boat, but because he exerted Buddha's power to strengthen the wooden boat, the Immortal Buddha Stick in my hand was indeed gradually exhausted and unable to break the boat.
"Old Ancestor, Chen Nian can't die..."
"Old Ancestor, let's do it!"
"Old Ancestor!"
Outside the Buddhist wooden boat, there is Amitabha who is sure to win, Shangguan Huayu who asked for help, and Immortal Emperor Ziwei who is silent and doesn't know what he is thinking.
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