Chapter 167 Magic Well

took a meaningful look at Moke, and the body of the disaster beast in a good mood suddenly moved, turned into a white light, and suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, its body appeared again. A green light flashed, and a dragon-shaped jade pendant appeared in front of Moke, with a bright green light all over its body, shining with a charming light. At first glance, it was extraordinary.

"This is..." With a stir of heart, Moco asked.

"Hey hey..... Little guy, for the sake of helping me, this thing was given to you. It was the thing that left the little fairyland. I took it away. Will there be an unexpected surprise for your next trip to the fairy palace? As for me, it will take thousands of years to perfectly refine my body. Well, no nonsense, seven or 49 waves of yin soldiers have gone. Next, there will be new changes in the fairy mansion soon. Good luck..."

In the mansion, the voice of the disaster beast echoed, and the smoke and clouds were ethereal. As for its body, it was suddenly shocked and psychedelic and disappeared...

All this was like a dream. Moke was slightly stunned, and then stretched out his hand to grab the dragon-shaped jade pendant. It was warm, smooth and greasy, which had a calm effect.

"Buzz..."

As soon as he touched Moke's palm, the dragon-shaped jade pendant suddenly soared and turned into a little light, which strangely integrated into Moke's palm. Subconsciously, Moke was shocked and reacted again. He raised his hand in horror and suddenly found that there was a dragon-shaped mark in his palm, which was very small. It looked like a dragon, soaring between heaven and earth, indescribably unrestrained and comfortable.

The palm of the hand is cold, and there is nothing special about it. The Buddha's power in Moke's body still hasn't changed. Finally, after a long time of testing, there was no discomfort, and gradually put this matter aside.

The strength of the disaster beast is so horrible. If you want to calculate Moco, you don't have to do this at all. Thinking of this, Moko began to think about other things. According to the disaster beast, after the seventy-nine waves of Yin soldiers borrow the way, the trip to the fairy mansion will start again.

Sitting cross-legged in the mansion, Moke began to pay attention to the dynamics outside while studying many Buddhist classics.

Countless Buddhist classics have been deeply engraved in Moke's mind, and Moke has been granted millions of volumes of scriptures by Master Zhiming. Moke casually transferred out some of them and began to study with relish.

Half a day after the disaster beast disappeared, Moke was seriously studying Buddhist classics, that is, he felt that the sky and the earth were cracking outside the mansion. He hurriedly stopped his research and began to pay attention to it.

"Rumble..."

The thunderous sounded, and the pouring blood rain poured out. All the practitioners who hid in the mansion put their eyes out, and many people who vaguely guessed something suddenly became excited.

I'm afraid the next journey of Xianfu will start!

The loud noise comes from a hidden black well in the center of the whole city. The well is dark and deep, with a diameter of ten meters. There is faint black air on it, giving people an unfathomable feeling, as if it is connected to the gate of the underworld, and the more you staring. The more profound and strange it feels, the more eager it is to swallow people's hearts and minds.

"Ring..."

At this moment, the city was full of red blood water half a meter deep. The blood water boiled up as if it had been summoned by something. A trace of blood flowed to the black well. After losing the blood light, these red blood began to turn into a dark yellow like a corpse. , emitting a stench.

"Woo-woo..."

The wind was strong and fierce. Several bold and confident practitioners walked out of the mansion and were stunned to see that in the middle of the bronze city, a straight confrontation like a wolf smoke was extremely dazzling, emitting an evil atmosphere.

The originator of all this is the black well, the unfathomable black well!

The deep "magic well" is shaking violently. It seems to be connected to another world, and there seem to be countless souls struggling and rolling, as if to rush out.

At a certain moment, there was a boom, as if some barrier had been broken. A shocking golden light rushed out and suddenly fell into the city. Suddenly, a stream of corpses converged and formed a great wave to support it up.

What appeared in the bronze city turned out to be a bamboo raft, a bamboo raft with golden light!

"There is no Amitabha in the south... Nanno pineapple..."

As the bamboo raft rushed out of the black well, it immediately made a huge Buddhist chant. The bamboo raft soared, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a radius of 300 meters. Surrounded by a stream of corpses, it began to sail like riding the wind and waves.

On this huge bamboo raft, a mummified corpse sat, wrapped in a rag wrapped in a rag. His head seemed to be a monk. He grabbed a golden oar with both hands and rowed, making a hoarse and cold voice. "There is a road between heaven and earth, and good and evil are divided on both sides. If you want to have a great opportunity, take advantage of it. State, pass on my law today, and we will meet again in the wilderness... Come on... Come on... Come..."

The hoarse voice came out, as if it had some special magic, and all the people hiding in the ancient mansion heard it.

"Wo..."

The body flashed together, surrounded by streamers, and the figures forming a shield appeared, looking at the sound together.

As everyone watched, he suddenly saw the center of the bronze city. The dark and deep black well kept spitting black light. A huge golden bamboo raft galloped like wind and waves under the endless corpse water. There was a dry body sitting on it, without a trace of life fluctuation, but it was There is a mechanical sound.

"Nine-nine purple gold bamboo raft! This is... Rumor has it that the legendary elder of Qingxin Temple... In those years, it was rumored that the mystery died in the emperor's star. How could it appear here!" A young monk was shocked and seemed to see through something.

The huge bamboo raft, mummified corpse Buddha cultivation, corpse water, cold words, everything made the scene in front of us a little shocking and strange.

With such a big movement, Moke naturally walked out of the mansion, surrounded by the power of Buddha, holding the eight wilderness gods of war, and looked at the huge bamboo raft riding the wind and waves with some apprehension.

"This is the bamboo raft that leads me to the next level, rush!"

"Hahaha..... Finally, wait until the next level opens, go!"

I have been waiting for a little impatiently. Many practitioners called out, and suddenly their bodies flashed in the void and went to the bamboo raft riding the wind and waves. However, more practitioners are temporarily silent and want to see the situation before making a decision.

After a while, eight or nine people landed on the bamboo raft, and the mummified corpses were indifferent. Suddenly, more practitioners began to rush to the bamboo raft. The stream of light shuttled through the blood rain, which was very beautiful.

"Amitabha, the emperor's star really has many practitioners, and there are actually 400 to 500 practitioners who have reached this level..." With a slight glance, Moke is clear about everything.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a faint fragrant wind blew, and the seven princess who appeared in the mansion not far away appeared beside Moko.