Buddha Song

In a desert, a fierce battle is going on, the sky is dazzling, and the whiteness is like a tsunami, just like the waves of the sea rolled towards the sky, a pair of golden swords appeared in the sky, penetrating the four directions, the monster Qi tumbling, endless murderous aura broke through Xiaohan, and was attacking and killing Mo Ke under the command of an enchanting woman.

This enchanting woman is a powerful enchanting cultivator, her whole body has reached the peak of the fusion, she is so evil, especially the pair of golden swords, it is very powerful, even the void will collapse after beheading There were dark cracks.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Mo Ke stepped on the free and unfettered wind steps, urging the treasured monk shoes with all his strength, the speed was astonishingly fast, and a bright broadsword swept across in his palm, resisting the opponent's attack.

This broad sword was the trophy that Mo Ke got from the Golden Three Bastards. After he healed his wounds, he refined it for his own use. At the same time, after a lot of searching, he found the passage to the sixth floor.

In the desert area on the sixth floor, Mo Ke met this strange woman. Without a word, the woman launched a plan to kill Mo Ke in one fell swoop and get a chance to leave the Demon Town Tower. Thus, a fierce battle began. up.

After only a short time of fighting, Mo Ke couldn't resist anymore. Not only was the magic weapon very powerful, but her strength was extremely tyrannical. The level of the peak body completely suppressed Mo Ke.Mo Ke released the Shura Vajra Heart, wanting to reverse the decline. Unexpectedly, this woman actually possessed a strange treasure, which resisted the impact of the endless Gengjin breath, and started chasing and killing Mo Ke again.

Asura Vajra Heart, every time it is used, it will lose a lot of Seventh Metal Qi, and its power will become weaker and weaker. Only by finding new Seventh Gold Qi to supplement, Mo Ke has used it several times in a row, but he can only resist slightly. There is no way to repel the enchanting woman.

The huge swords that pierced the sky were combined together, and the fragments were broken into voids. Fortunately, Mo Ke fully operated the treasure monk's shoes, coupled with the free and unfettered wind walk, the speed is the first to occupy a big advantage, and he fled in embarrassment. After suffering serious injuries, he finally found the passage and rushed directly into it.

The Yaoyi woman seemed very afraid, after thinking about it for a while, she didn't chase after it.

After being hunted down hard, Mo Ke was severely injured, and finally escaped into the passage leading to the seventh level, and finally got rid of that enchanting woman.

On the seventh floor of the Demon Town Tower, just after Mo Ke was teleported in, he came to an ancient palace. The whole body of the palace was made of a black-red metal, cold and bloody, and a gloomy atmosphere permeated the surroundings, which was very terrifying.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Mo Ke walked in the palace, looking for the passage to the eighth floor.

Along the passage of the palace, Mo Ke gradually approached the center of the palace, the cold and bloody breath became more and more intense, he was cautious and vigilant, and moved forward slowly.

"Shh!"

At a certain moment, there was a flash of light in the empty passage in front of Moco, and a little boy of eleven or twelve years old appeared strangely, with a handsome appearance and long golden hair beating like flames, without any spirituality, just like a delicate The puppet in general.

After this little boy appeared strangely, he remained motionless, like a living "stone statue", standing there quietly, his eyes tightly closed.The most astonishing thing is that there is a vertical eye in the center of his forehead, but that vertical eye has not been opened, it is tightly closed.

Seeing this little boy, for no reason, Mo Ke felt a creepy feeling all over his body. He had a deep feeling that this little boy was terrifying, very scary, and could even kill himself easily!

As if in a dream, the childish voice came out from the little boy's mouth, "Give me back my heart...Give me back my heart..."

This voice was tender and soft, like a child whispering, like a child learning to speak, and when it came out of the mouth of a little boy, there was a creepy feeling, and Mo Ke was horrified.

Subconsciously took a step back, and then, Mo Ke suddenly ran the Happy Wind Step, galloping away behind him.

This little boy is really too weird and frightening. There is a suffocating strong wave in his body, brewing, and it seems that it will explode at any time, beheading everything.

"Shh!"

The little boy's figure flashed, and he appeared next to Moko again. His speed was unimaginable. With a finger of his little finger, a mysterious force turned into a force field, covering and enveloping Moko all at once. Ke was completely imprisoned in it, unable to move.

"Give me back my heart....Give me back my heart..." The little boy murmured again, blood slowly overflowing from his closed eyes.

"Amitabha... little benefactor, I have never seen your heart, little monk, please let me go!" Mo Ke said with a bitter face as his heart was beating wildly.

"Give me back.....Give me back..." The little boy ignored him, still muttering to himself.

"Amitabha...Little benefactor, I have never seen your heart, do you have any clues, I can help you find your heart, okay?" Mo Ke said helplessly, he felt that there was a terror inside the little boy Power is brewing.

When Mo Ke replied, the little boy trembled slightly, and then, with another finger, Mo Ke's imprisonment was canceled and he regained his freedom.

"Follow me...take... your heart..." The immature child's voice echoed, and the little boy's figure was erratic, heading northwest.

His face changed for a while, and then, Mo Ke sighed helplessly, and followed him.

The little boy was so terrifying and weird, Mo Ke didn't want to stay with him for a moment, and was forced to agree with him, fleeing at this time was simply looking for death.

The palace was huge, and Mo Ke followed the little boy, going deeper and deeper. Finally, after turning countless turns, he finally came to the core of the hall, an ancient hall.The hall exudes an ancient atmosphere, the interior is empty, and there is a passage leading to the next level in the center, and beside the passage, a pitch-black old vine that looks like a horned dragon is rooted on the ground of the hall, swaying constantly, seemingly real for a while. Unreal strange spells, one after another.

On the top of the old vines, countless tiny vines entangled, surrounding a bright red heart the size of an egg.

"Pon! Pon! Pon!"

The bright red heart kept beating, and Mo Ke's mouth was dry suddenly, his heart was restless, and his mood was difficult to stabilize.

"Bring it...bring it for me...my heart..."

At this moment, the child uttered a sleepy voice again, and blood flowed from his closed eyes, indescribably terrifying.

"Take it? Don't take it?"

Mo Ke's face changed, and a strong sense of oppression and suffocation emerged.

The heart wrapped around the old vines is obviously not that easy to get, but this little boy is not easy to mess with. For a moment, Mo Ke felt like he was in a dilemma.

"call!"

The little boy's figure flashed again, approaching Moko, and the whispering voice continued to pass, "Bring...my heart...bring..."

Along with the murmur, the third vertical eye between his brows throbbed more and more violently, and the flesh and blood around him were almost transparent, and the throbbing blood vessels were clearly visible.

A restless, majestic and terrifying aura enveloped Mo Ke, stronger than Mo Ke, but also gave birth to a feeling of incomparable insignificance.This little boy's strength is terrifying, comparable to that of a heavenly immortal!

Swallowing with difficulty, Mo Ke forced a wry smile on his face, "Amitabha, little benefactor, don't get excited, this little monk fetched your heart for you..."

Immediately, he felt that the aura surrounding his body became weaker, and the little boy stared at him, waiting for his next move.

Staring at the old vines that kept resounding with the curse in front of him, and then glanced at the passage not far away, Mo Ke thought over and over again, and finally, with a helpless sigh, gave up his plan to break into the passage desperately.

This little boy is too scary, desperately trying to break through the passage, I'm afraid it's more dangerous than trying to get that weird heart.

"Amitabha... I am merciful and bless my disciples."

The heart prayed silently, and immediately, Mo Ke stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the old vine.

As he approached the old vine step by step, the little boy followed him all the time. Mo Ke resisted the stronger and stronger spell, and finally managed to stand in front of the old vine.

"Bring...my heart...bring..." The little boy spoke again, his voice still immature and weird.

At this point, Mo Ke himself knew that there was no way out, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and then stretched out his hand to grab the red heart wrapped around the old vine.

At the same time, the young man in brocade robe stood in front of the towering and boundless statue of the barefooted immortal, looking at the Demon Suppressing Tower in the palm of his hand, with an excited expression, "The seventh pass, this long time, only two people can pass, this junior, will you pass?" Did you pass?"