Buddha Song

"Shh!"

At this moment, Bu Zhou, who had kept his eyes closed all this time, opened them in vain. What kind of a pair of eyes are they? Supreme taste.

"You've really become a climate..." Mingming didn't speak, but the inappropriate voice came out, slowly soothing, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Boom rumble..."

Accompanied by his voice, the soul of Buzhou Mountain that supports the heaven and earth, the immortal stalwart swayed, and an extremely ancient and barren air rushed towards his face. Although it was just a phantom, it brought Mo Ke an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if It's just a humble and ridiculous ant trying to shake an immortal pillar that towers over heaven and earth and supports the four poles.

At this moment, the palm of his full-strength strike also froze suddenly, and he couldn't strike again. The collapsed void around him seemed to be solidified, and it seemed to be condensed by hundreds of millions of generations, and it was extremely sticky, completely enveloping Moko in it. , making it difficult for him to move forward.

At the same time, Mo Ke felt that his natal soul was under unimaginable pressure, it was too heavy, and he seemed to be against the whole prehistoric world.Tianxin embraced everything, and its infinite characteristics were revealed. Although Mo Ke was extremely heavy and depressed, he did not have a mental breakdown and died a tragic death.

If an ordinary false holy powerhouse, such as the first warrior, was in such a weird situation at this moment, he might have been completely imprisoned, like a fly in amber, desperate and powerless.Fortunately, compared with other false saints, Mo Ke can be called a freak. The boundless Buddha land is his background, which gave him infinite power.

"go with!"

With a low drink in his mouth, Mo Ke naturally knew that the situation was urgent. A bronze pot flew out suddenly, exuding an ancient, heavy, vast, thick, and breath that could reverse the past and present. The bright beam of light shoots out, penetrates everything, and disintegrates everything, as if there is nothing in the world that cannot be penetrated by it, completely enveloping and protecting it.

Not only that, a huge black-blue boulder suddenly appeared under Mo Ke's feet, blooming with immeasurable bright Buddha light, and infinite images flickered, as if it was constantly spinning around, demonstrating the past, present, and afterlife.Stepping on this black boulder, Mo Ke stepped out in one step, very relieved, without any trace of fireworks, he had already come to Bu Zhou, his palm was surrounded by bright platinum Buddha light, shining with the wisdom that penetrated everything, like A great wise man came again with a slap!

The demon refining pot, the three-life stone, and Mo Ke used his two primordial primal treasures at the same time.

"I still underestimated you...Bu Zhoushan, suppress and kill!"

Facing Mo Ke's attack here from such a quiet distance, Bu Zhou was still calm, holding a wisdom pearl, showing great courage and courage, his eyes suddenly burst like the universe, and the whites of his eyes disappeared completely, and it was pitch black, like the sky and the earth. It was about to be destroyed.

"Boom..."

The next moment, Mo Ke felt that everything in front of him disappeared, only a huge mountain standing upright, supporting the world, tall and straight, with an unyielding and boundless strong aura, he seemed to be inspired by a little instinct, Shaking slightly, a vast, wild, ancient, noble and stalwart force, like the Milky Way pouring down, rumbled, and started a violent impact, trying to completely submerge Moco.

"Amitabha......."

In an instant, Mo Ke felt that the spiritual oppression had reached a peerless and terrifying situation, it was too turbulent, full of a strong and immortal taste, unyielding, if it wasn't for Tianxin, he was afraid that his soul would sink in just a moment Collapse is not that the will is not strong enough, but an essential difference.But even so, Mo Ke felt like a little sparrow in a storm, a praying mantis in front of the torrent, a feeling of powerlessness filled his heart.

The pace of the attack was stopped again, Mo Ke let out a muffled snort, and the boundless pain came. The pain was so intense that it was almost maddening. There is only one obsession left, block it!

An indescribable pain swept through the whole body, and there was a feeling of intensification, but Mo Ke's eyes shone with determination, which was as irreplaceable as a rock. He resisted the oppression from Buzhou Mountain Soul in an unyielding way, Although it was extremely painful, his thoughts became more and more determined, and his eyes shone with a light as cold as a blade, and he did not give in!

Almost mad pain brewing in his heart, as well as that rock-solid determination gathered together and impacted in his body.

"Hahahaha.....Little Bald Donkey, you are very lucky, you can feel the suppression of the unyielding thoughts left by the Great God Pangu, and you will not complain if you die." Youyou opened his mouth, his face became paler and paler, but he appeared An unhealthy flush of color.

Obviously, he needs a lot to mobilize this Buzhou Mountain Soul to suppress him. Fighting Mo Ke can be said to kill one thousand enemies and self-injury eight hundred.

Tianxin once again showed extraordinary magic. Every time Mo Ke felt that his soul desire was about to collapse, he was dispelled a little. Moreover, this trend was getting faster and faster. It seemed that Tianxin had begun to adapt to the power of Buzhou Mountain Soul, and was no longer as good as before. that difficult.

"Awwhhhhh..."

The gods and demons roared terrifyingly like thunder, exuding an ancient, wild, wild, and crazy atmosphere, and were sent out again, and began to hunt in the prehistoric, four continents, and infinite planets.Devouring living beings may be a shameless thing for the human race, but in the eyes of gods and demons, this is an instinctive nature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Losing enough energy support, the Buddha's palm issued by Moke collapsed suddenly, turned into infinite pure Buddha light, and scattered in all directions.This scene made everyone on the father's side rejoice, but the wicked Taoist and Zhongqing suddenly changed their faces and began to attack violently, trying to get rid of the three opponents and rescue Mo Ke.

"Hmph! Where are you going! Kyushu Kill!"

"Get lost!"

"The Sword of Alaya!"

The two sides fell into a stalemate. The wicked Taoist recklessly took a blow. He had just arrived near Mo Ke, and immediately fell back as if struck by lightning.Similarly, Zhongqing also lost his temper, and the Xingren pen slid again and again, dancing wildly in the collapsed void, drawing one character after another.Thousands of fonts were written out of it, forming a moral article, a humane inscription, and in this humane inscription, there were one after another irresistible forces, bursting out, and immediately separated the two. The hypocrites repelled and flew towards Moko.

Unfortunately, after approaching Mo Ke, Zhong Qing also trembled, couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, retreated in horror, fled a certain area, and once again fought with the three false saints.

"Amitabha........."

Just when everyone thought that Mo Ke was about to suffer a catastrophe, he actually recited a Buddha's name in a low voice, showed his face, and smiled.This kind of smile is selfless, calm, gratifying, kind, and truly merciful.

With that kind of great compassion on his face, Mo Ke said sonorously, "My heart is the heart of heaven, and the soul of Buzhou Mountain is immortal and magnificent, so is Mo Ke. Catastrophe. The catastrophe of all beings, I am willing to bear it on both shoulders! No regrets!"

not regret!

There are only two words, but it contains endless courage and determination, like a peerless assassin who assassinates a king with a sword, Xiao Ran has no regrets, and for the great wish in his heart, he can bear all the pain.At this moment, his body emitted a bright and gorgeous light, and the sound of the vast Buddha was resounding, and it was indescribably shocking.A mysterious and indescribable state is brewing in his heart, and Mo Ke feels that there seems to be a soul, a will, a spirit, which is already brewing, getting stronger and stronger, and when it reaches the most intense moment, it will burst out. Blooming out the most brilliant brilliance!

How to make it burst, and what to do next?Mo Ke is extremely clear. This path has long been deeply imprinted in his heart. When he refined the Buddha Land, it has become a kind of destiny!

No sorrow!no joy!Painless!No anger!

An indescribable aura lingered around Mo Ke, Buzhou's face changed drastically, and he was extremely shocked. Compared with other people, he knew the most and was the most shocked!In a sense, he is Buzhou Mountain Soul, after all, he is the only independent will bred by it.But at this moment, he actually felt an instinct echoed by Buzhou Shanhun, and seemed to appreciate Mo Ke very much.Moreover, Mo Ke obviously fell into a situation where he could break through at any moment, and this situation all came from the suppression of his own Zhou Shanhun!

"puff!"

A smear of blood overflowed from the corner of Buzhou's mouth, and the mountain soul of Buzhou was in turmoil behind him. He never thought that when he suppressed the mountain soul of Buzhou, he couldn't help Moke, and he was in a weak position.What frustrates him the most is that at this time he is the key to using the secret technique, and he is not allowed to plan, otherwise not only will he suffer a strong backlash, but it may even make it impossible for his eldest brother to return to the prehistoric world.

The plan this time is extremely important and cannot be missed!

"Baili Chunqiu, come out and block this little bald donkey for me. The agreement between you and our brother, gentleman, is hereby cancelled. Between heaven and earth, you can roam freely, and my Father God will not interfere!" His eyes flickered with darkness, Bu Zhou spoke suddenly.

"Hey....."

Accompanied by the indistinct sound, there was a long sigh, as clear as a jade bead, and resounding across the floor.

Immediately, an old man with an ancient Confucian robe and a face like a crown appeared, holding a tortoise shell in his hand, with fluttering sleeves, and a strong bookish atmosphere, with an ancient Confucian style, status!Orthodox heart upright, strict.