Buddha Song

This bone spear was astonishing. After being infused with seven drops of blood essence, it exploded with a bang, turning into a ferocious and terrifying head of a ferocious demon, which was bitten off with one bite.

"Buddha descends demons! Great Sun Glass!"

With a flick of the fingers, a large piece of Sansheng Buddha's power was shot out, and it suddenly turned into a shimmering light, a glass-like Buddha flame, which is the Great Sun Glass Buddha Flame.These glazed Buddha flames lingered, and suddenly turned into a Buddha, sitting cross-legged, with a blurred face, but there were two terrifying flames in the palms, one purple, domineering and unparalleled, and the other dark white, cold and terrifying .

The Great Sun Glazed Buddha Flame, the True Sun Fire, and the True Fire of the Taiyin, all three kinds of flames are the supreme flames that destroy evil heretics. At this time, they were perfectly fused together by Mo Ke, and they faced the head of the fierce demon.

"Boom!"

The void in a radius of ten thousand li was vibrating, showing a state of cracks everywhere, and there were huge pitch-black space cracks in many places. As for the yellow sand all over the sky below, it has been destroyed by transpiration at this moment. The crystals are the result of the endless yellow sand being refined and concentrated.

This blow was extremely ferocious. The head of the vicious demon let out a sharp scream, and with a bang, it exploded again, fused, and turned into that bone spear.Mo Ke's body is surrounded by the power of the Three Lives Buddha, despite the violent energy impact, it seems to be a rock that will not fall down for hundreds of millions of years, an ancient reef.

"Amitabha..." said the Buddha's name easily in his mouth, and Mo Ke was like a breeze blowing on his face, without any dust.

The reason why he stayed was to punish evil and promote good, and to promote the justice of Buddha, and another aspect was to prove his own strength.At this moment, he is very satisfied with the result of the verification.

He Zhenyang was extremely shocked at this moment, he had already dodged far away, and he was very moved when he saw Mo Ke showing his supernatural power.This third son Qing is extremely ferocious, if he used those methods just now, He Zhenyang thought it would be difficult to deal with it, but Mo Ke played it lightly, shot two strands of Buddha's energy, and blocked it, extremely powerful.

The expression on his face changed, and He Zhenyang seemed unwilling to miss this rare fight. In the end, he looked at the terrifying giant ship floating in the void with fear, held a jade amulet, and continued to watch.

At this moment, the huge ship suspended in the void remained motionless, the violent collision energy dissipated, and it could not be shaken at all.In the giant ship, there are carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, magnificent, full of rich pure yang energy, and even mixed with a kind of pure immortal energy, which makes people have the illusion of being in a fairyland.

The core of the giant ship is an imposing ancient palace, which faintly exudes a long, old, and timeless atmosphere. The palace is extremely luxurious, full of rare treasures, and in the center is a throne that looks like a giant sword. On top of it sat a young man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, with his hands folded, holding a giant sword as wide as a door panel, staring at a towering stone wall in the hall with great interest.

Not only him, looking around him, there are also two men and one woman sitting, all of them have a strong aura, and they have strong confidence and destructive power in their gestures.

Apparently, the four people in the arena were led by young people. They stared carefully at the stone wall, and there was an incomparably clear picture on it, which was the scene of Mo Ke fighting with Young Master Qing.

"Hmph! Young Master Qing is really useless, even a young monk at the level of Wang-Fo can't win. He still wants to form an alliance with us and participate in the Fairy Fate Conference. It's really embarrassing! Young Master Dugu, what do you think?" Pointing at the stone wall, A young man wearing a real dragon crown and surrounded by a mysterious aura spoke in disdain.

Hearing his words, the only beautiful woman in the field shook her head, and said delicately, "Murong Ren is not a waste of Mr. Qing, this little monk is not simple! He seems to be proficient in many kinds of Buddhist supernatural powers, and he doesn't have any Resisting and swaying freely, could it be that he is a genius from the pure land of Hezhou, the rhinoceros?"

"This little monk is very powerful. If I'm not mistaken, he can actually drive the real fire of the sun and the real fire of the sun! Although he is not born with the real fire of the sun and the sun, he is still amazing and has great potential! However, he wants to defeat Qing. Three, as long as it is impossible, you must not forget why we agreed to Qingsan to join the alliance..."

At this moment, the last man spoke. He was tall and thin, but every piece of flesh on his body was tight and solid, as compact as black iron, containing a strong explosive power, and a black and simple ax-shaped phantom between his brows, Seems like a marker.

The three of them opened their mouths, and immediately, they looked at the tall young man sitting in the center again, with an attitude of looking forward to the horse.

Sitting on the giant sword-like throne, Young Master Dugu's eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the stone wall in front of him, and casually spit out four words, "Wait and see!"

Outside the giant boat, Mo Ke's robes were fluttering, with a smile on his face. However, he had already made up his mind to save the Third Young Master Qing in front of him. At the same time, he was always vigilant in his heart. , it seems that there are still powerful and powerful people overlooking, and they didn't make a move.

The third son of Qing was suspended in the void, and the pure purple Taoist robe fluttered, with streaks of blood shining on it, resisting the terrifying energy impact.His heart is very cold!Shocked!

Regarding his own strength, Young Master Qing is very confident, he has already reached the peak of crossing the tribulation, if it is not for participating in the fairy fate conference, he can cross the tribulation at any time and achieve the position of heavenly immortal.However, with his own strength and the power of the weapon he carried, he couldn't do anything to the little monk in front of him, which was simply unacceptable to him.

Looking at Mo Ke floating out of the dust in front of him, and then glancing at the huge ship floating in the void, a savage light suddenly flashed in the eyes of Mr. Qing, then he gritted his teeth and made a decision in an instant.

"Yin-yang soul ball, protect my soul! Falling clock, push it with all your strength!"

In the body of Third Young Master Qing, a fist-sized sphere of air flow was activated, half black, half white, slowly rotating, as if the avenue was hanging in the void, extremely mysterious, yet extremely illusory, pure, and full of the breath of the beginning , the surge is almost suffocating.

This black and white mixed-colored sphere was activated, and the next moment, it completely protected the soul of Third Young Master Qing, and then, with his palm stretched out, a bronze chime that seemed to be dusty appeared, simple, desolate, prehistoric, long-lasting, The long-lasting breath exudes, which is eye-catching.

His face was unprecedentedly dignified, and the mighty demonic energy was surging. The third son Qing urged the bronze chime to shake with all his strength.

There is no doubt that this bronze chime is the Luoluo bell!

"not good!"

In an instant, Mo Ke felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, and at the same time, a kind of terrifying invisible force that was extremely strange and chilled the soul had penetrated into Mo Ke's body.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!......"

The sound of the bell is desolate and sad, like an elegy at the end of the road, Tibetan music, resounding between the heaven and the earth, penetrating into the soul of everyone, there is a mysterious force that annihilates all souls and harvests all souls is surging, with an unstoppable force The trend is sweeping all directions......

"Ah! Not good!"

He Zhenyang, who fled far away, was taken aback, and hastily urged the divine movement talisman in his palm, wanting to escape.However, the next moment, his body trembled slightly, his face was suddenly dull, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a wax figure, and fell to the ground with a plop.In its body, a struggling and roaring soul rushed out, like a yellow oriole entering a valley, and projected into the bronze chime.

abjection!abjection!As soon as the bell rang, people fell into their souls!

At this moment, the Lost Clock finally showed its power.