Buddha Song

It's not just talking, Xing Wuming grabbed Void with his right hand, and suddenly a frightened six or seven-year-old boy appeared in his palm, screaming pitifully.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" mother

"Pong!"

The boy's miserable screams stopped abruptly, and with a bang, it turned into a cloud of blood mist and died unexpectedly.

"call out....."

With a light inhalation, the blood was immediately atomized into a blood-colored liquid, which was absorbed by Xing Wuming, who licked the corner of his mouth, and his eyes shone with a colder light.What shocked Mo Ke the most was that he felt that Xing Wuming's aura seemed to be slowly changing!It's getting stronger!

"Huh! It feels so comfortable!"

Yang Tian took a long breath, Xing Wuming showed an intoxicated expression, and at the same time, the cold light in his eyes became colder and colder, as if he had realized some kind of essence in an instant.

"The devil! This Xing Wuming is really possessed!" Mo Ke's heart stirred, wishing he could kill Xing Wuming immediately.

Falling to the ground, Mo Ke struggled to get up, resisting the pain in his heart, and took a step forward, heading towards Xing Wuming.Although his mind is broken right now, the pain is unbearable, and his physical body cannot fully explode. If he is asked to watch many mortals die, he still cannot do it.

"Blocking a car with your arms, you can't do what you can! Stop him, I want him to enjoy the performance I prepared for him! Little monk, I'm curious, what will you do when you see mortals dying in front of you? You Can you keep that Buddha heart in your heart?" With a cold smile, Xing Wuming waved his hand.

Immediately, the four old men's bodies were full of demonic energy, and they all roared angrily, and each used their own methods with great momentum.

"Pon! Pon! Pon!..."

The demonic energy shot out everywhere, and Moko's forward steps were suddenly repelled, but the faint white light surrounding him did not cause any harm.However, those mortals who gathered were in a miserable state. They were contaminated by the devilish energy radiating around them, and immediately fell to the ground screaming, and many serious ones died suddenly on the ground.

Being stopped by the four people, Mo Ke's face became more and more embarrassing. His actions were useless, but indirectly caused the murder, so he had no choice but to give up and fell to the ground.

Xing Wuming was very satisfied with the scene in front of him, grinned, and then opened his mouth to inhale. Those mortals who died suddenly turned into bones, and the liquid turned into flesh and blood were all sucked into Xing Wuming's abdomen.Immediately, his big hand suddenly opened, and it expanded several times out of thin air, capturing in the void, and immediately, ten mortals were captured in his palm.

Ignoring the ten mortals in the giant palm at all, Xing Wuming looked down at Mo Ke and said with a smile, "Young monk, look after you!"

"Pong!"

After saying this, his giant palm squeezed suddenly, and immediately, as if more than a dozen delicate red flowers bloomed in an instant, it was gorgeous and dazzling.

The big hand swept across, the bones fell, and the bright blood was swallowed by Xing Wuming again, and a strange light began to flash in his eyes.

"Amitabha...sin! Sin! Great sin!"

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes again, Mo Ke's chest rose and fell, and an extremely tyrannical emotion began to brew in his heart, which was unstoppable!

"Ha ha ha ha......."

Seemingly enjoying Mo Ke's expression at the moment, Xing Wuming laughed loudly, stretched out suddenly, and suddenly the giant hand was caught again, and a full twenty screaming mortals were caught in their hands, and they squeezed hard!

"Pon! Pon! Pon!..."

Flesh and flesh exploded, mixed with the screams of the crowd, Mo Ke was so angry that he wanted to burst out vigorously, his veins bulged, he clenched his fists tightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Chacha...Little monk, close your eyes, they are still going to die!"

Xing Wuming didn't care about Mo Ke's actions, he sneered, and squeezed again, another 20 people died tragically.

Trembling all over, at this moment, Mo Ke seemed to have forgotten the severe pain in his soul, the boundless anger and tyrannical breath in his heart rose, rose, and rose again!At this time, Mo Ke felt that there seemed to be gas gushing out of his seven orifices.

"Damn it! So cruel! I'm going to kill you!"

Mo Ke was so angry that he wanted to smoke from all his orifices.

But at this moment, Mo Ke's mind was moved, and the scene of King Ming's anger and chemical karma burning the heavens suddenly appeared in his mind, a picture that was deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind.

Without any stagnation, in the depths of Mo Ke's mind, a big Buddha suddenly appeared, with kind brows and kind eyes, sitting upright in the void, making a gesture of holding flowers and smiling.Immediately, waves of tyranny, anger, and madness belonging to Moco suddenly poured into the Buddha.

The screams continued, and violent, cruel, and crazy thoughts grew rapidly in Mo Ke's heart, and then he was absorbed by the big Buddha again, completely absorbed.

Boom!

Suddenly, the Buddha stood up, his angry eyes wide open, without a trace of the Buddha's compassion, the vertical eyes between his brows were beating violently, as if he was about to launch a blow to destroy the world at any time.However, the vertical eyes between the brows never opened.

When the Great Buddha displayed King Ming's Fury and Red Lotus Karmic Fire, those changes were too numerous. Even though Mo Ke was engraved in his mind, he still couldn't display it at this time. There is a kind of dumpling in a teapot that cannot be spit out. a feeling of.

Like a sluice that has accumulated a lot of water but doesn't know how to open it, Mo Ke was extremely aggrieved for a moment.

"Ah ah ah ah ah........."

Next to the ears, there was a series of bursts and screams again, and countless mortals were crying in terror, mixed with the wanton laughter of Xing Wuming and the four subordinates.

"Die! Die to me! Die to me!"

Boom!

At this moment, an unimaginable horror, tyranny and anger suddenly grew in Mo Ke's heart again, and his eyes became blood red, blood red like dripping blood!A wave of violent and bloodthirsty thoughts burst out suddenly without any restraint.

And as soon as his monstrous tyrannical and bloodthirsty thoughts grew in his heart, he was once again absorbed by the glaring Buddha, and his eyebrows jumped to the most violent level.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a loud bang in Mo Ke's mind, and all the energy and energy seemed to be absorbed by this invincible King Ming Buddha. He himself was the Buddha, and the Buddha was himself. There are monstrous tyrannical and angry emotions.

Immediately, the anger that had already accumulated to its peak began to erupt, and it changed and revolved strangely inside the Buddha, and then condensed in the center of his brows, gushing out!

The Buddha finally opened the vertical eyes between his eyebrows at this moment, and then a light red flame shot out suddenly.

In an instant, it swept the world!

This flame presents an almost transparent color, the light red flame is extremely strange, lingering in the aura of great destruction, it urges withering and weeping, destroys everything, and rushes forward.

fear!Great horror!

The faces of the four demon elders at the front showed horror, and then, as if a gust of wind was blowing past, the four of them turned ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and completely turned into nothingness.Burning four people, this stream of red lotus karmic fire did not stagnate at all, and continued to rush towards Xing Wuming.

Xing Wuming is the chief culprit who caused this red lotus karmic fire. This karmic fire is full of resentment towards him, and it can be said that he will never die against him.

A feeling of fear suddenly rose in his heart, all his hairs stood up subconsciously, and Xing Wuming roared angrily in his heart, but it was too late to think too much, and violently began to burn his soul, displaying a taboo method, Specifically aimed at the secret method of the Immortal Severing Flying Knife.

rumbling....

At the cost of burning the original soul, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was urged to reach its peak, and a dull soul suddenly penetrated into it, and immediately, the gourd plug was blocked.

"puff!"

As if a steel needle had pierced a piece of thin paper, Xing Wuming's body suddenly turned into nothingness, a small light blue gourd with a dim and murmuring sound, several obvious cracks appeared on it, and it flew away with a whistling sound. It came out, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"Little monk, you are cruel, you wait for this sect!"

An extremely sinister roar echoed in the void, and Xing Wuming fled in despair at the cost of self-mutilation.