Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

Chen Mo descended in front of everyone with the momentum of a king who ruled the world.

"It's the Chief Pavilion Master."

"The Chief Pavilion Master is back, and you, Zha Sui, are going to be in trouble."

The appearance of Chen Mo gave everyone in Lingyan Pavilion great morale.

"Little guy, you are finally back"

The colorful swallowing python behind Chen Mo turned into a whole body, and the frail Queen Medusa blinked her eyes like autumn water, and said with a hint of charm.

"Your Majesty, leave it to me." Chen Mo's sharp and deep eyes swept across the other party, making people unconsciously feel oppressed. Chen Mo said coldly: "Who is Yan Luo?" sky?"

"Is he the legendary master of Lingyan Pavilion?"

"This looks like Dou Zun? I think it's just a kid."

"Don't mess around, just take a look and talk. Is it an example if you haven't seen the Izumo Empire?"

Among the enemy's army, the moment Chen Mo appeared, there was also an uproar.

The so-called name of a person is the shadow of a tree.

Although everyone had never met Chen Mo before, they often heard the name Chen Mo, and the audience boasted how strong Chen Mo was.

Don't worry about whether what others say is true or not, but if you listen too much, you will leave a strong shadow of him in your heart.

There was a solemn look on Chu Heng's face. It was no surprise that he was deceived. It was a lie that the chief pavilion master was dead.

But there is no way, the people of that clan are also persecuting them.

So in his opinion, he is dead anyway, so why don't you believe the words of that clan, after all, that clan has given a lot of benefits.

In the end, he was still greedy. The chief pavilion master of Lingyan Pavilion did not show up for nearly a month. He thought that the people of that clan had really solved the problem, so Chu Heng greedily wanted to annex the entire Lingyan Pavilion.

Even after Chen Mo appeared, he still had this in mind.

Chu Heng was lucky.

However, at the next moment, Chu Heng's fluke mentality was completely shattered.

"This seat is it." Yan Luotian is a strong Dou Zong at any rate, how could he dare not even admit his name.

"You're gone!" Chen Mo's voice was icy cold, Yi Qingyao jumped out of his arms in order not to hinder Chen Mo.

"Dharma Body, Hell Buddha!"

Suddenly, the Sanskrit sound sang.

A thousand-handed Buddha with a height of hundreds of feet and a ferocious face emerged behind Chen Mo, with blood shining all over the sun, and the body of the Buddha was surrounded by Avici Hell.

Whoa!

The crowd panicked and showed horror. They felt the endless killing intent from the Buddha.

Other Buddhas are chanting scriptures to save lives.

But this Buddha looks like a physical transcendence.

"What the hell is this?" Chu Heng was shocked. Even he felt a little terror from the Buddha.

In the eyes of everyone, the things that have never been seen before are the most terrifying.

No matter how you look at this Baizhang Buddha, it doesn't look like a fighting skill.

"die!"

Chen Mo raised his palm slightly, and immediately patted it down.

The Buddha behind him synchronized with it, and thousands of hands instantly gathered into two hands, with blood-colored bronze giant palms, enveloping towards Yan Luotian.

In an instant, Yan Luotian only felt that all his escape routes were blocked, and he felt trembling deep in his soul.

Even the strings of Sanskrit sounds entered his ears, as if to persuade him to put down his swords and weapons. My Buddha is merciful and will definitely take you to the world of ultimate bliss without pain.

Then, Yan Luotian's soul felt numb, and he actually listened to the mantra.

"No, that's a soul attack, dodge!" Chu Heng shouted loudly, pulling Yan Luotian out of the Sanskrit sound.

But it was all too late.

The Buddha's attack seemed to be coming from above. Yan Luotian dodged to the sides, and when he wanted to escape into the void, he realized that the void around him was imprisoned by an invisible force.

He has nowhere to escape.

With a single palm shot, a gigantic crater more than ten feet deep instantly appeared on the ground outside Yunyang City.

The strong wind and the shock wave spread rapidly towards the surroundings. Those whose cultivation level was below that of the Great Doushi vomited blood one after another, and some who did not even have the cultivation level of a Doushi, died immediately.

Even those who are above the Da Dou Shi and do not use their fighting energy to resist, they will be blown away by this strong wind.

The wind and smoke cleared, and when all eyes were on the giant pit, they could only see a puddle of bloody mud at the bottom of the giant pit.

Yan Tianluo's soul and body all died at the hands of the Buddha.

"Gulu." Countless people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

The frosty wings condensed on the back, and Hai Bodong, who had already flown into the sky, watched this scene with his eyes wide open, looking at Chen Mo as if he was watching a ghost.