Buddha Song

The elephant is invisible, the loud sound is silent, and the blow of the two of them with all their strength did not cause a roaring roar, but was silent, and quickly intertwined and melted, turning the void into a paste like a collapse.In this blow, Mo Ke did not rely on the innate spiritual treasure, nor did he use means such as a strong physical body, but only relied on his own Buddhist spiritual perception, and the platinum Buddha light, which seemed to be the Buddha of ten thousand Buddhas, even offset the woman's strength after blooming. The three palms formed a posture of equal strength.

Fleeting like a stream of light, the two terrifying forces quickly melted into each other, the woman was terrified, while Mo Ke's face showed a kind of sudden enlightenment, and the bright white gold pure Buddha light rippling all over his body was extremely holy and admirable.At this moment, the pure essence of Buddhism circulated in his mind. The Sutra of Three Lives of Ten Thousand Buddhas was the source and foundation, and the three thousand Buddhist teachings oscillated together.

At this moment, Mo Ke's posture and situation are very similar to his mysterious master.

Without a trace of distracting thoughts, with the Sutra of the Three Lives of the Thousand Buddhas as the source, a pure and thorough perception rippling in the heart, the three thousand Buddhist sutras resounded continuously, with ups and downs, every time it sounded, Mo Ke had a new perception, every time it sounded, Moco has a sudden enlightenment.There has never been such a moment when Mo Ke has such a deep understanding of the essence of Buddha, and is very organized. Even some of the profound Buddhist teachings that have been empowered by Ben Jing are completely used for his own use and integrated into the three thousand Buddhist teachings .

At that time, Mo Ke's mysterious master gave birth to a bodhi tree in his Buddhist country with golden light of infinite merit. There were three thousand bodhi seeds on it, each of which contained a kind of Buddhist mystery. Mo Ke is enlightened.

It seems very long, and it seems like an instant. Mo Ke feels that the Buddhist and supernatural powers he uses are all blended with each other, turning into a platinum river, changing rapidly, rolling and swaying, containing the essence of infinite Buddhism, and began to rapidly concentrate. Agglomeration tendency.

The situation of Mo Ke at this moment is a sign of the great Bodhisattva achieved by the ancient Buddha of Buddhism. The Dharma in the body is fused, infinitely condensed, and finally turned into a relic.

"Boom boom..."

Naturally, an incomparably tyrannical, noble, benevolent, and indescribable force erupted from Mo Ke, intensified, and spread in all directions, full of magnificence and unparalleled flavor.

At this moment, the two forces that the two hit with all their strength just now had already melted seven or eight points, except for an area that looked like a paste, it was extremely calm.Even so, including the woman, the eight people could not calm down anymore.

The six Da Luo Jinxian powerhouses who had just been wounded by Mo Ke used their means, or released magic weapons, or unfolded magical powers, to block the momentum Mo Ke released at this moment, and their faces showed horror.But the man who was slightly weaker than the hypocrite showed naked envy in his eyes.

"Hua Miaoran, this is a sign that he is going to be promoted to a great bodhisattva. This person's potential is so terrifying. He just hit you with all his strength, and he didn't lose the wind at all. He is not a hypocrite. It seems that this person's Buddhist supernatural powers are very powerful. Horror, similarly, it is very difficult to be directly promoted, and he cannot be allowed to do so!" The man like a big man said in a cold voice, with jealousy and sternness in his eyes.

"Innate Divine Fist, break it for me!"

The opportunity was fleeting, and this big man, who was only a little weaker than the false saint, gave a loud shout. He was tall and majestic, as if he wanted to lead the world. In one move, he had cleverly come to Mo Ke's approach. Countless shadow fists, bombarded out.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

In an instant, the big man punched 49 punches in a row!Fist and fist are covering the 49 major acupuncture points on Mo Ke's body.These 49 punches, like a dragon like a tiger, like a wolf like a leopard, like a meteor hitting the ground, like a catastrophe from the sky, can be described as vividly expressing the essence of strength.At the same time, ethereal and agile, like an antelope hanging horns, without a trace, Mo Ke threw another punch besides 49 punches, punch!

The ancient book says that the number of Da Yan is fifty, if you go to four or nine, you get one or fifty, which is the congenital number of consummation.

This punch is simply a stroke of genius. No one can describe the etherealness of this punch, the agility of this punch, the emptiness of this punch, the horror of this punch, and the perfection of this punch.

This punch seemed to be a punch that did not exist at all, a punch that escaped, possessed infinite terrifying power.

Boom!

The big man punched out, looking at the world with contempt, unstoppable, naturally there was an aura of dominance in the world, and the waves were rolling around him, tearing the surrounding void into a turbulent flow, turning it into a galaxy vortex, which circulated non-stop rise.

Under this punch, it seemed that everything was irresistible and must be torn apart.

The face of the false saint named Hua Miaoran changed slightly, and he flickered slightly, like a butterfly flying, with a wave of his jade hand, a snow-white handkerchief suddenly flew up, twirling around, and landed on the heads of the six big Luo Jinxians .

At the same time, the punch of the big man, Kuangba Wushuang, had completely struck down.

When the big man punched, Mo Ke actually reached the most important moment of metamorphosis. The mystery that merged into the river of Buddha was solidifying and condensing, and it had already turned into the size of a washbasin. The feeling of endless succession, it seems that the Buddha's power in the body is not enough to be promoted.

This situation is really shocking. You must know that Mo Ke's current Buddha power is born out of the Buddha power of ten thousand Buddhas and three lives, and it is a fusion of a large amount of chaotic ancient energy. The power of all living beings cannot provide it enough support.Regarding this situation, Mo Ke was a little stunned, and suddenly realized that his fusion this time can be said to be a mixture of three thousand Buddhist scriptures from Buddhism, and it is naturally extremely difficult to use the Ten Thousand Buddhas Three Lives Sutra as the source.

After the powerless succession, the Buddha's mystery, which had been condensed to the size of a washbasin, suddenly dissipated, and turned into a platinum river again, flowing in Mo Ke's body.

Mo Ke suddenly opened his eyes. Although he did not advance to become a great Bodhisattva this time, his strength has been refined and condensed once again, and he has risen to a higher level again.And what greeted his joy was an incomparably terrifying, almost overwhelming punch from the big man.

Fist, a fled punch, a congenital fist!

"Amitabha......."

With a merciful smile on his face, Mo Ke slowly stretched out a finger, and a bright white-gold Buddha light bloomed at the fingertips, rushing like running water, and immediately, a white-gold lotus flower bloomed out , vivid and vivid, with a slight tremor, it spread like a dream, and met the terrifying punch from the opposite side.

"Amitabha......"

There was a clear sound of Buddha's chanting, and then three thousand voices of Amitabha Buddha rang out in unison. The platinum lotus flower carried a mysterious sense of Zen, and after a slight rotation, platinum rays of light bloomed one after another, all of which were the size of thumbs. Platinum Buddha, these golden Buddhas, there are thousands of them, all of them are lifelike and vivid, and they greeted the terrifying fifty punches.

In an instant, the world seemed to be destroyed at this moment. Horror power permeated the void, and the void was filled with chaos. Platinum Buddha light, terrifying fist strength, intertwined with each other, the situation was extremely shocking, majestic and mighty.

rumbling...  

Amidst the roaring roar, the platinum Buddha's light rose sharply, and a strange fragrance of lotus flowers filled the air. The big man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale instantly.Not counting all these, the gray air current that originally permeated the big man's body also collapsed together!

Obviously, this gray airflow was blocking the weird power here, and it collapsed, affecting the big man, and his face became more and more embarrassing.

"Go quickly!"

Hua Miaoran's charming face changed again, she gave a coquettish shout, and in a blink of an eye, she had already come to the side of the big man. With a fling of her jade hand, a ball of colorful brilliance bloomed, covering him all at once.At the same time, the snow-white handkerchief protecting the six Daluo Jinxians was also brilliant.

"Amitabha...all benefactors, please stop." Mo Ke spoke calmly, with a feeling of calmness.

At the same time as he opened his mouth, Mo Ke moved his body and came to the side of the six big Luo Jinxians. He raised his palm and filled the sky, turning into a huge golden Buddha palm. With a clever pinch, he squeezed it into a huge As soon as the fist print came out, the six Da Luo Jinxians suddenly felt a trance feeling of being suppressed. All colors, lights, smells, sounds, etc. lost their color, and became unconscious, eyeless, and earless. None exist in general.

This is an ancient fist seal in Buddhism, the Taizang Great Buddha Seal. Once unfolded, the caster immediately falls into a state of thinking, not thinking, neither thinking nor non-thinking.

"Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! ......"

The snow-white handkerchief cracked quickly, as if it could not bear the terrifying pressure. The six Da Luo Jinxian inside roared wildly, each using their own methods, as if they were afraid of Mo Ke's way.

"Fenghuo Banana Fan!"

Hua Miaoran yelled coquettishly, and a big-leaf plantain fan suddenly appeared in the jade palm, showing two colors of blue and red, and an ancient chaotic air flowed on it, rattling and stirring suddenly.

Fenghuo banana fan was derived from a spiritual root banana tree at the beginning of the prehistoric period. It produced two leaves, both of which were turned into innate spiritual treasures. One was the famous banana fan, and the other was the It is Fenghuo Banana Fan.

The wind and fire plantain fan can induce the evil wind of the gods, and the divine fire of the heavenly calamity, which is extremely terrifying.

"Boom..."

The terrifying roar swept across, and Mo Ke put his hands together, urging the wind-shielding bead and Wanhuo alchemy body, even though the wind-fire plantain fan incited the monstrous god, fire, and kamikaze, he remained motionless.However, he transferred part of his power after all, and the six Da Luo Jinxians erupted together, knocking him back all at once.

"Photo!"

As soon as his heart moved, a stream of golden light flew out and chased him away. This golden light was Mo Ke's innate spiritual treasure binding fairy rope.