Buddha Song

Mo Ke didn't know what the Seven Kills of Heaven and Earth were, but the opponent actually consumed his source and stimulated his own potential to use it. It can be seen that the power is so strong that it may be his trump card.

Although Wu Xingyun's high-grade treasure is extremely powerful, it can only be activated for a short period of time, and the energy it needs to consume is too huge. Hard work will only get worse and worse, so it must be resolved quickly.

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Standing in the sky, Wu Xingyun's whole body was like a sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, but an ancient and desolate voice came out of his mouth. Immediately, a sense of wildness and ancient charm rose from his body.

Yao Yao bowed devoutly to the void, just like the ancestors of ancient times worshiped the gods.

"The majestic rivers and mountains and the sky are blue."

The mighty voice was like singing, and came out of his body. Wu Xingyun shot like a thunderbolt, and the roc spread its wings, and suddenly attacked Mo Ke. How powerful is it, a sword is so wonderful that when it is cut out, suddenly there is a trend of overturning the mountains and rivers, the sky is changing, and the boundless momentum, with boundless vicissitudes, sweeps forward!

With this sword, Mo Ke couldn't see any sword moves, but it was a mighty torrent, the sword force, carrying infinite power, containing all the ancient rivers and mountains, crushing everything.

"Amitabha... what a powerful seven kills of heaven and earth, containing the general trend of heaven and earth, powerful!"

Facing such a sword, Mo Ke was horrified, and tried his best to activate the treasured monk shoes. His figure was like an afterimage of illusion, wandering in the void, disillusioned, and at the same time, with a shake of his hand, strands of Buddha's energy swept across him like horses. , to resist this brutal sword.

"Boom rumble..."

Slashing with a sword, Mo Ke's buddha's energy was wiped out. However, he managed to resist somewhat, and Mo Ke used his treasured monk's shoes with all his strength to walk freely, as if Void dance, dodge.

For Mo Ke who blocked his own sword unscathed, Wu Xingyun was neither sad nor happy, his face became colder, and the desolate and ancient syllables sang from his body again.

"The vast sea is full of water..."

rumbling...  

Wu Xingyun swung the Righteous Way Rune Sword, like a dragon waving its tail, the void swayed and oscillated, Mo Ke suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, the Righteous Way Rune Sword disappeared, and a vast ocean was born in the void, all-encompassing, full of water , drowning the world, catastrophic floods come, catastrophe!

Between heaven and earth, endless waves of water rush, destroying everything and causing endless disasters.

A sense of oppression about to suffocate rises in Mo Ke's heart, an irresistible feeling, it seems that the world has turned into a prison of water, and he is destined to be unable to get rid of it.

"The number of Dao is fifty, Yan 49, get rid of one, and everything has a trace of vitality!" Mo Ke's mind flickered, but under such oppression, he came to a realization.

Powerful oppression is often the best catalyst for the rapid advancement of strength. For example, Mo Ke at the moment is running the Happy Wind Walk with all his strength, but he understands by analogy, suddenly a flash of inspiration, a unique thinking and perception haunts his heart.

"Walking around the world, I am free and easy!"

Under the huge oppressive force, Moke's Happy Wind Walk made some breakthroughs again, and he jumped suddenly, like a Kunpeng fluttering its wings, soaring to the ninth heaven, free and easy, without any imprisonment to trap him.

"Shhhhhhhhh..."

Mo Ke stepped out again and again, and the free and easy wind steps entered a mysterious state, so wonderful, the real carefree and unrestrained, wonderful and extraordinary, walking in this surging ocean of water vapor, like walking on flat ground, stepping on a vast ocean at any time the sea.

"What! How is it possible!"

Wu Xingyun, who had always been cold and ruthless, was about to pop out of his eyes at this moment, and it was difficult to keep calm anymore.The seven kills in the world that he obtained are rumored to be a powerful magical power in the prehistoric world, and it is a magical spell that can only be activated by heavenly immortals. Every move will increase several times and become more and more powerful.

Even if it consumes the essence and stimulates the potential, Wu Xingyun can only use three moves at most.However, after he performed two moves in a row, Mo Ke was walking on the ground without any damage, which made him want to go crazy.

"Wow!"

A big mouthful of blood sprayed out, Wu Xingyun suddenly felt an indescribable smell rippling all over his body, his face was unprecedentedly dignified, and he let out a long and mighty howl.

"Dangdang emperor, majestic and brilliant..."

In an instant, Mo Ke felt that the world was collapsing, and the reckless power was suppressed, and a vast sword light was incomparably majestic, terrifying beyond description, containing the majesty of an infinite emperor, majestic, majestic, and upright, turning into an indescribable The incomparable mighty momentum contains extremely strong imperial power and the taste of emperor supremacy.

This sword is simply against the sky!It can be called a peerless and stunning sword!

Originally, Mo Ke's face was calm and at ease, and he was running the free and unrestrained wind steps, with an omnipotent charm rippling in his heart, but under the tide of the mighty majesty of the emperor that collapsed everything, he couldn't help but suddenly changed his face !

Great momentum!Irresistible!

Unconsciously, this thought rose in his heart, and then Mo Ke's eyes flickered with determination, and he took a deep breath. In an instant, there was no sadness or joy on his face, and he fell into a state of great purity.

"Asura Vajra Heart!"

A look of joy suddenly appeared on his face, and Mo Ke folded his hands together to bloom, like holding lotus flowers, each piece bloomed, and with the Buddha heart of immeasurable wisdom, he once again stimulated the round and smooth Shura Vajra Heart in his body.

"Woooooooooooooooooo..."

Infinitely sharp and cold, the chilling Gengjin Qi surged out, cold and ruthless, containing an aura of cutting everything and cutting everything, overwhelming, with Moke as the center, sweeping all directions, fighting against the mighty momentum , collided together.

"Boom..."

The two collided with each other, and immediately turned into a storm of destruction. The void was cracked everywhere by the impact. This is the Temple of War God. The void in it was originally very strong, but it was also torn apart abruptly, which shows how terrible the power is. terror.

Amidst the energy ripples, a group of lustrous and dim light cyan light shrouded a scholar, it was Wu Xingyun, who fell down on the ground, vomited blood, and his eyes were dim, still implying disbelief.

After performing the three moves, Heaven, Earth and Seven Kills, he already felt as if he was running out of energy. Moreover, a great terror lingered in his heart, a feeling of facing a peerless monster.

Wu Xingyun has always regarded himself as a genius, and among the younger generation of Confucianism, only Kim Il-yeol can be compared with him, but today he feels that he has encountered a real genius, no, it should be said to be a monster!

Under the three swords that consumed his own origin and were enough to severely injure a strong person in the combined stage, Mo Ke actually blocked it. Moreover, his last counterattack, the overwhelming and killing Gengjin Qi that killed everything, made Wu Xingyun now Still trembling.

Rolling and sweeping, the terrifying aftermath of the collision between the two of them is fading away, and under the protection of a precious protective spiritual weapon vestment, Wu Xingyun is looking forward in horror.

In the energy ripples that were still raging, a golden figure, like an indestructible King Kong, stepped out with one step, shrinking the ground into an inch, and came to Wu Xingyun, unscathed, it was Mo Ke.

In fact, Mo Ke was not completely unscathed, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he also suffered some injuries, but compared to Wu Xingyun, he was much better.

"Amitabha...donor, do you want to continue?" Mo Ke smiled lightly, like a Buddha holding flowers and chuckling lightly.