Buddha Song

Jian Wuming was defeated with one move, without pausing, spat out a mouthful of blood, and retreated violently, while Mo Ke seemed to have grasped something after sending out the palm just now, and the whole person fell into a kind of contemplation. The bright Buddha light that emanates is becoming more and more powerful.

With a turn of my mind, this bright Buddha light is completely gathered, flooding the vast Buddha country of Moke, making hundreds of millions of living beings happy, and reaching a state of great joy, great peace, and great purity, without any troubles at all .

"King Kong Three Breaks, so it's like this..." Mo Ke whispered to himself with a trace of joy on his face.

Just in the battle just now, Mo Ke comprehended a mysterious method by drawing inferences about his own strength. He has reached the point where he can handle his own strength as lightly as possible.Moreover, not only one's own strength, but even the Buddha's light that one's own body radiates naturally can be restrained without any loss.

At this moment, Mo Ke knew that he had really reached the subtleties, no longer simply possessing powerful power, but the control of power became more and more ingenious.

But before Mo Ke figured out this kind of mystery, another ray of light flew towards him in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to the front. It was a young man like an elegant poet, dressed in white and snowy, with a rich spirit. Lang Yu, holding an ancient dark green book in his hand, is elegant and calm.

"Ancient Buddha..."

He glanced at Mo Ke with apprehension, and then the young man's eyelids twitched wildly. At this time, Mo Ke's whole body was shot like blood. There is only one situation in which he is pregnant with one of the five treasures!However, the young man obviously had some self-knowledge, so he forcibly moved his eyes away, staring at the Jianmu seedlings rooted on the chaotic spirit ball, and could no longer move.

"Amitabha...donor, this is a treasure discovered by the poor monk, please leave!" Putting his hands together, Mo Ke gave the order to drive away the guest.

The young man in front of him gave people an unfathomable feeling. However, Mo Ke instinctively felt that the other party did not seem to be an extremely powerful old antique, and his strength should be in the golden fairy realm.

"Master Hua, take a risk! It's worth it! It's definitely worth it! As long as I devour that little tree, I will definitely be able to restore my origin and sense the Earth Emperor's Book from the same source as me. At that time, I will merge with the Earth Emperor's Book, and Master Hua will Then you have the qualifications to truly conquer the prehistoric world! Moment of Smoke cooperates with Sad Autumn, if you don’t use it now, when will you wait?” A strange wave came out, coming from the dark green book in the young man’s hand.

His eyes flickered tens of thousands of times in an instant, this Young Master Hua gritted his teeth hard, with an expression of innocence on his face, he smiled calmly at Mo Ke and said, "This eminent monk, I passed by here by accident, since you have spoken Alright, I'm leaving."

While talking, Young Master Hua suddenly smiled strangely, and with a swipe, a cloud of dreamy smoke flew out, spreading in all directions in an instant, enveloping Mo Ke in it.

insidious!It's too insidious!

Caught off guard, Mo Ke suddenly fell into a dreamland, as if he had fallen into an infinite world, in which the mountains and rivers were picturesque, the universe was beautiful, misty and rainy, and everything seemed like a dream.

rumbling...  

I just fell into this dreamlike illusion, and loud noises appeared, as if the sky was about to collapse, ghosts cried and gods howled in the void, and pieces of blood rain fell, and each piece of blood rain appeared Out of the joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, life and death worries, gold and iron horses, the rise and fall of thousands of years, quite a feeling of sorrow for the spring and autumn.

It all happened in an instant, the moment the dreamy smoke was cast, covering Moco, Young Master Hua suddenly threw the dark green book in his hand and rushed into the jade room, his goal was obviously the one who was desperately absorbing the Chaos Elemental Orb Jianmu seedlings.

"laugh!"

Jianmu seedlings vibrated, and a bright green light the size of a fingernail flew out, colliding with the dark green book, and for some reason, it pierced a hole in the book.

"Aooooooow...it's it! It's it! It's its breath, it's impossible! It's impossible!"

The dark green book trembled, and a face appeared on the cover in vain. It looked like a ferocious old man, howling, and with a whimper, it flew back to Young Master Hua like a meteor carrying a long tail.

"Run away! Young Master Hua, hurry up!" On the book, the old man's face trembled and he said slightly.

"Amitabha... Infinite light, immeasurable life, immeasurable freedom..." At this moment, the smoke that evolved into a dream world oscillated violently, and a clear and firm voice came from within. The voice, as for the master, is naturally Mo Ke.

"Canopy!"

The next moment, the dream world collapsed and completely turned into nothingness. Mo Ke stepped out firmly, holding a bone flute in his hand, which was entwined with sorrow and sorrow, and at the same time rippling with a tragic will, the iron and blood. smell.On this flute, there are three big characters engraved, sad autumn.

Stretching out his hand, Mo Ke said calmly, "Amitabha, the benefactor, as a punishment, this flute was taken away by the poor monk."

At this moment, in the eyes of the young master Hua, Mo Ke is full of infinite mysteries, like a sea of ​​smoke, he seems to be a merciful Buddhist powerhouse, and also seems to be a terrifying demon.

"Escape! Run away first!"

Regardless of the sorrow and sorrow of his most important treasure, and the destruction of his Momentary Smoke, Master Hua's figure flickered, and suddenly turned into a rapid white light and disappeared.At the same time, a kind of malice rose in this person's heart...

Click click click click......

The Jianmu seedlings vibrated, absorbing the essence of the chaotic Yuan Lingzhu, and became more and more green, with a mysterious and noble charm emerging on it. With the induction between each other, Mo Ke could feel that it was rapidly becoming stronger , Metamorphosis...

The Primal Chaos Spirit Orb obviously possesses not weak spirituality, and it even contains a terrifying aura power, vibrating violently. Under such movement, only a moment later, it attracted two more people.

Two people, four people, six people, seven people...

After more than half an hour, seven people gathered in the void beside Mo Ke, all of whom were at the level of golden immortals, especially one of them, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a body like a sword, standing upright, majestic and independent, with every gesture There is a kind of leadership temperament.

"Everyone, five treasures! It's worth a try. The seven of us, even if he is an ancient Buddha, may not be able to resist our cooperation!"

"kill!"

The so-called people die for money, and birds hurt for food. They are as strong as golden immortals, and they also have greed. Under the temptation of Wu Zongbao, the seven people reached a temporary alliance of advancing and retreating. Incomparable.

"Five thunders kill!"

"Da Mie Shen Ge, kill me!"

"A blow from the wind and thunder!"

Who can become a golden immortal, which one is weak? These seven people shot together, and suddenly the momentum was overwhelming, turbulent and terrifying, especially the man who took the lead, who shot 99 sharp sword lights from his body at the same time. Between them, a huge sword field was formed.

In the field of swords, long swords are stabbing, slashing, and killing. Every swordsmanship is mysterious and unparalleled, whether it is sorrowful, ferocious and domineering, elegant and dexterous, or indomitable.These countless flying swords intertwined with each other, turned into a sword field, and strangled towards Mo Ke.

The seven golden immortals each used their trump card, and they all shot at themselves.

"Call the wind and call the rain, sow beans into soldiers!"

With a dignified face, Mo Ke's body was full of monstrous Sansheng Buddha's light, and the horrible wind sounded, and dense raindrops the size of red golden longan fell, sweeping in all directions.At the same time, in the wind and rain, golden Buddhas appeared one by one, each wrapped in a cloud of glazed brilliance, chanting scriptures, rushing around like a torrent.

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

With one move, all the seven golden immortals were defeated. Except for the leading man who was not injured, the other six were all traumatized by backlash.

Therefore, under the power of Mo Ke, the powerful golden fairy who had been coveting all the time, fled helplessly, and had no idea of ​​fighting for the rare treasure.The land of exile is huge, and there are not only rare treasures here. In order to obtain rare treasures, if you lose your life here, wouldn't it be very worthless?

Three full hours have passed, and the Chaos Yuan Lingzhu is still vibrating violently, sending out extremely strong fluctuations. Although the exile is extremely vast, but under the deliberate spread of some people and the strong fluctuations, finally, there is the first After hearing the news, the respectable Luo Jinxian rushed to the place where Mo Ke was.

Three strong Golden Immortals, namely Demon, Demon, and Loose Cultivator, were watching from a distance, and at this moment, in the void, Mo Ke was confronting a strong Golden Immortal of the Daluo who exuded an immortal aura.

The confronting Da Luo Jinxian is an old man in Chinese clothes, with long snow-white eyebrows, a snow-white beard, and a jade crown on his head. a feeling of.Such a form is most in line with the common understanding of old gods.

The old man held a feather fan in his hand, which seemed to be cast from the feathers of a white crane. He was looking at Mo Ke with great interest, smiling without saying a word.

"Amitabha... Almighty, this place was discovered by a poor monk, and the little tree belongs to me, please leave, how about it?" Feeling the vast and terrifying breath of the old man, Mo Ke's face was dignified, slowly Speak slowly.

Although Mo Ke is very conceited, but other people can practice to reach the Da Luo Jinxian, so which one has no advantage?

He didn't answer Mo Ke directly. The old man stared at Mo Ke for a long time. After a while, he smiled and stroked his white beard.

Hearing this, Mo Ke was stunned for a moment, feeling a bad mood in his heart, and asked doubtfully, "Amitabha, benefactor, what are you talking about?"

"Hahahaha....... Moke little friend, maybe you don't know yet? Duan Murui, the great military strategist of the Father God Sect, has already become the Great Luo Jinxian and obtained a dispatch order, and he released a message that once someone I can kill you, and I will get great benefits! This news is only spread among a few people, and the old man Xuehuai knows it by luck, and has seen your video, so he can recognize you." The old man Xuehuai haha Laughing, very proud.

"So that's how it is..." Mo Ke was silent and understood.

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, and Xuehuai said leisurely, "However, the old man respects geniuses the most, little friend Mo Ke, if you give me one of the five treasures, I will keep quiet. Otherwise, once the news is passed Come on, you know the result very well..."