Buddha Song

Patriarch Yuan Zun was defeated and knelt down piously on the ground. This scene shocked the scene suddenly, and immediately surprised many practitioners who had a fluke mentality. And scaled.

Mo Ke would not miss such an opportunity to scare chickens and monkeys. He looked around and said loudly, "Amitabha, all benefactors, please leave quickly. The poor monk wants to use the great Buddha Dharma to save all living beings. Of course, if there is Those who want to enter my Buddhist school, please stay here, and the poor monk will personally teach you the wonderful truth of Buddhism."

"Shua! Shua! Shua!..."

As soon as his words came out, the practitioners who were watching from a distance were startled, and fled away one by one, not daring to stay at all.

Just kidding, most of these practitioners are from the demon clan, and there are also some casual cultivators, the generation of the demon sect, who is willing to join the Buddhist sect and become a monk who recites the Buddhist scriptures?In addition, Mo Ke is so powerful, although the elixir is tempting, there must be an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Some verbal intimidation scared the group of people away, and Mo Ke finally calmed down temporarily, so he continued to stand at the entrance of the cave, guarding quietly.

Mo Ke forced this group of people back, and after a short while, there was another violent stream of light coming, exuding a strong fairy energy, and finally stopped near the cave. The ax was chiseled, the lines were rigid, and he was holding a Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, the whole body was dark red, and on the crescent-like halberd, there was a cold light, as if there were countless ghosts entangled.

This Fangtian painted halberd was full of a sharp evil spirit, extremely strong, exuding pure immortal energy, it was an extraordinary immortal weapon at first glance.

"Huh? Little monk, the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, where the virtuous live. Hurry up and get out of the way, lest my high-grade fairy weapon, the Eight Desolation Immortal Halberd, be stained with blood!" There was a trace of dignity on his face, and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes proudly Open your mouth.

"Crash..."

As if to show off, the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe suddenly shook Fang Tian's painting halberd in his palm. Suddenly, the air buzzed, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking, and there were tiny cracks in the void.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please leave." With his hands clasped together, Mo Ke remained calm.

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes in front of him has a cultivation base of about the mid-stage of immortality, and possesses a top-grade immortal weapon, which is not weak. However, if he fights with Mo Ke, it is not enough at all. At most, he can compete with Yuan Zun The ancestors are fighting for the front.

"In this cave, there must be an extremely precious elixir! This little monk, I have a feeling that I can't see through it, but his strength should be at the level of a Buddha. Fight!" Eyes flickered, and then the middle-aged man in Taoist robe I made up my mind.

"Kill! Slay all the wilds with one halberd, and gods and ghosts will show no mercy!"

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe roared, full of vibrating aura that looked down on the world, and with a stroke of the sharp Fang Tian painting halberd, it seemed as if the void was easily cut open, shaking out a bright light, fiercely towards Mo Ke Kill and come out.

At the same time, the will, spirit, qi and blood, and masculinity of the middle-aged man in Taoist robes seem to be all condensed, faintly in the space around his body, creating a picture that is as dignified as a mountain and as insolent as a river.

As dignified as a mountain, as arrogant as a long river!

"break!"

Faced with this domineering halberd, Mo Ke's heart moved, and he had the idea of ​​wanting to fight against it. The light all over his body was shining brightly. The hammer strike was ingenious and miraculous, like an antelope's horns hanging on its horns, it struck Fang Tian's painted halberd forcefully with a miraculous punch!

"what!"

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe shouted, a kind of reckless force was transmitted to Fang Tian's painting halberd, pure, powerful, and unparalleled, making his body crack, a series of fine cracking sounds, the tiger's mouth was torn, and Fang Tian was almost painted. The halberd was thrown out of hand.

The body retreated violently, and the blood was violently concussed. The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe spat out a mouthful of blood, with shock and anger on his face.Opposite him, the monk's robe fluttered, and with a punch, Mo Ke seemed to be swaying at will, extremely at ease, with a completely calm posture.

"The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are furious, and the five continents are shaken by wind and thunder!"

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe let out a long cry, the voice was full of vastness, majesty, agitation, and high spirits, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his palm shook again, and suddenly the sharp light was dazzling, and with a sharp stab, it pierced fiercely, filling a This kind of no regrets, no complaints, go forward bravely, high-spirited arrogance.

This attack was twice as powerful as the attack just now, and it was obviously this person's trump card.

His eyes lit up, feeling the charm, Mo Ke's face showed a trace of solemnity, and then he raised his palm, stabbed it, and the immortal rope flew out, and the chaotic air burned inside it, and suddenly emitted a huge flame, suddenly and Fang Tian's painted halberds collided with each other.

In an instant, the heart of the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was extremely heavy. He felt that his Fang Tian painting halberd was bounded hard as if it had fallen into a quagmire. That kind of power was extremely vast, with an irresistible majesty.

"No! A strong man breaks his wrist, escape!"

He can be regarded as a ruthless person, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and his right arm exploded suddenly, the blood mist lingered and evolved, full of immortal energy, and immediately formed an ancient and mysterious escape character, carrying his body, and immediately turned into a rapid Liu Guang ran away quickly.

"Amitabha...why bother..." Mo Ke shook his head and sighed as he put away the painted halberd.

Eight million miles away from the Qimeng Mountains, there is a blood lake with a radius of thousands of miles. In it, there lives a blood demon, which is the most powerful monster in the vicinity. It has six sworn brothers, each of whom has Powerful witchcraft and magic skills, vertical and horizontal, well-known.

But at this moment, the blood demon was drinking and having fun with six sworn brothers.

Bursts of monster aura soared into the sky, and a strong bloody smell permeated the surrounding area. Surrounded by a large palace, there was a blood lake in the center that was thousands of miles away. The blood was boiling, and the red blood mist dyed the sky red.

What's even more strange is that these blood mist have evolved many patterns in the void, all of which are a kind of tragic scene in the world, the wolf tooth area, the mud plow hell, the Abi area, etc. Lifelike, people seem to have entered the depths of hell and are encountering eternal torture.

In the sea of ​​blood, a majestic bronze palace, Chen Heng, emits thousands of lights, shielding all the blood, and inside it, singing and dancing at this time, it is very lively.

Although this place is the barren Beiju Luzhou, the decoration inside the palace is extremely luxurious, with rare and rare treasures, and a monster cultivator walks and patrols in an orderly manner.

After all, this place is the lair of the number one strongest, Gorefiend, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

In the main hall of the palace, at this moment, a group of witches are dancing and flirting. On the six thrones lined up in the main hall, there are six men with hideous faces sitting upright, laughing loudly, drinking heavily, and eating meat , so happy.

"Third son, I see that you have been staring at that little girl. Could it be that you are tempted? However, just play with it, don't kill her, there are not many beauties who can sing and dance like this!"

"Hahaha....Elder brother still understands me! Come on, bring me the beauty blood wine I brewed. Today I want to get drunk with my five brothers!"

"Okay! Get drunk!"

The six ferocious men laughed out loud, unscrupulous, but the faces of the group of dancing witches changed slightly, and they trembled slightly, even the graceful dancing postures were no longer smooth.