Chapter 248 Red Lotus Industry Fire

It's not just saying. Xing Wuming grabbed the void with his right hand, and suddenly a frightened six or seven-year-old boy appeared in his palm and made a sad scream.

"Woo-woo..... Help me! Dad, mother!"

"Peng!"

The boy's sad scream stopped abruptly, and a fluffy sound directly turned into a blood mist and died.

"Six..."

With a gentle suction, the blood fog suddenly turned into a blood color**, which was absorbed by Xing Wu Ming, and licked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with a colder and cold light. The most terrical thing about Moke is that he feels that the unknown breath of punishment seems to be slowly changing! It's strengthening!

"Wow! It feels so comfortable!"

Looking up to the sky for a long breath, Xing Wuming showed an intoxicated expression. At the same time, in his eyes, the coldness became colder and colder, as if he had instantly understood a certain true essence.

"Devil! This sentence is really enchanted!" Moko's heart was stirred, and he wanted to kill the sentence immediately.

Falling to the ground, Moke got up with difficulty, resisted the colic in his heart, and stepped forward to attack Xing Wu. Although his heart is fragmented, the pain is unbearable, and his body can't completely explode at this moment. He still can't watch many mortals die.

"Arms block the car, you can't measure your ability! Stop him and I want him to enjoy the performance I prepared for him! Little monk, I'm curious. What will happen to you when you see mortals dying in front of you? Can you keep that Buddha heart in your heart!" With a sneer, Xing waved his hand.

Immediately, the four old men were full of magic, roaring and exerting their own means, which was very powerful.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!......”

The magic gas shot everywhere, and Moke's forward pace was suddenly repelled. However, he surrounded the pale white light and did no harm. However, those mortals who gathered were miserable. They were stained by the magic gas around them and immediately fell to the ground and screamed one by one. Many more serious people died directly to the ground.

Blocked by the four people, Moke's face became more and more embarrassed. His action was useless. On the contrary, he indirectly created the murder and had no choice but to stop and fall to the ground.

Xing Wuming was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. He grinned and then opened his mouth to breathe. Those mortals who died suddenly immediately turned into white bones and blood into **, all of which were inhaled into Xing Wuyi's abdomen. Then, his big hand suddenly soared several times out of thin air. Suddenly, ten mortals were captured in the palms.

He ignored the ten mortals in the giant palm. Xing Wuming looked down at Moke and said with a smile, "Little monk, you have a good look!"

"Peng!"

After saying this, his huge palm suddenly pinched, and immediately, as if more than a dozen delicate red flowers bloomed in an instant, gorgeous and dazzling.

A big hand swept, and the white bones fell. The bright blood flow was swallowed into the abdomen again by Xing Wuming, and a strange light began to shine in his eyes.

"Amitabha... Sin! Sin! "Damn it!"

I witnessed this scene again, Moke's chest fluctuated, and a tyrannical emotion began to brew in his heart, uncontrollably!

"Hahahaha..."

seemed to enjoy Moko's expression at this moment. Xing Wuming laughed and suddenly stretched out. Suddenly, the huge hand was another cameraman. Twenty screaming mortals were caught in his hand and pinched fiercely!

"Peng! Peng! Peng!......”

The flesh and bones burst, mixed with the screams of everyone. Moke was furious and wanted to flourish. His blue veins burst out, forced his fists to clenched, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Chatter.... Little monk, close your eyes, they are still going to die!"

Xing Wuming didn't care about Moke's behavior. He sneered and pinched again, and another 20 people died tragically.

trembled all over. At this time, Moke seemed to forget the sharp pain in his soul, and the boundless anger and tyrannical breath in his heart rose, rising, rising again! At this time, Moke felt that there seemed to be gas spewing out of his seven orifices.

"Damn it! Such a cruel! I'm going to kill you!"

Moco is so angry that he almost wants to smoke.

At this moment, Moke's heart moved, and the scene of King Ming's anger and the chemical industry burning the heavens suddenly appeared in his mind, which was deeply imprinted in his mind.

There was no stagnation. In the depths of Moke's heart, a big Buddha suddenly floated out, with kind eyes, sitting in the void, and making a smile. Then, a stream of tyranny, anger and crazy emotions belonging to Moko suddenly poured into the big Buddha.

screams continued to come, and a stream of tyrannical, ferocious and crazy thoughts grew rapidly in Moko's heart, and then was absorbed by the Buddha again and completely absorbed.

Boom!

stood up in the explosion of the Buddha, his eyes wide open, without a trace of Buddha's mercy, the vertical eyes in the center of his eyebrows beating violently, as if they were about to launch a strike to destroy the world at any time. However, the vertical eyes in the middle of the eyebrows have never been opened.

When the Great Buddha showed the anger of the Ming King and the red lotus industry fire, those changes were too numerous. Even if Moko was engraved in his mind, he still could not display it at this time. There was a feeling that the dumplings in the teapot could not be spit out.

Like a sluice, it has accumulated a large amount of water, but I don't know how to open it. For a moment, Moke was extremely aggrieved.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

A series of bursts and screams came out again, and countless mortals cried in horror, mixed with the unnamed punishment and the unbridled laughter of the four people under his command.

"Death! Die! Go to hell!"

Boom!

At this moment, an unimaginable horrible and tyrannical anger suddenly grew again in Moke's heart, and his eyes became blood red, like blood drops! A burst of tyrannical and murderous thoughts were simply unchecked and burst out.

And as soon as his tyrannical and murderous idea grew in his heart, he was once again absorbed by the big Buddha who stared angrily, and his eyebrows jumped to the most violent level.

Boom!

At this moment, Moke's mind made a loud noise, and all his spirits seemed to be absorbed by the invincible Ming King Buddha. He was the Buddha, and the Buddha was himself. He felt the huge tyrannical anger.

Then, the anger that had accumulated to the peak began to burst out, strangely changing and running inside the Buddha, and then condensed and sprayed out in the middle of its eyebrows!

The Buddha finally opened his erect eyes at this moment, and then a light red flame suddenly shot out.

In an instant, it swept the world!

This flame presents a nearly transparent color. The light red flame is extremely enchanting, surrounded by the breath of great destruction, weeping, destroying everything, and rushing forward.

Horrible! Horror!

The four old demons at the top showed a look of horror on their faces, and then, as if a light wind blew by, the four people returned to dust, and the earth returned to the earth, and completely turned into nothingness. After burning four people, this red lotus industry fire did not stagnate at all and continued to rush towards the punishment.

The nameless punishment is the culprit who triggered this red lotus industry fire. This industry fire is full of resentment against him, and it can be said to be immortal.

A feeling of fear suddenly rose in his heart, and his hair subconsciously stood up. Xing Wuming roared angrily in his heart, but he didn't have time to think too much. He violently began to burn his soul and showed a taboo method specifically against the secret method of killing immortals and flying knives.

Boom.......

At the cost of burning the original soul, the immortal flying knife was stimulated to reach the peak, and a dull soul suddenly penetrated into it, and then the gourd plug suddenly covered it.

"Puff!"

It was like a steel needle piercing a piece of thin paper. Xing's nameless body suddenly turned into nothingness. A faint and low-sounding pale green gourd appeared several obvious cracks on it. It flew out with a bang, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Little monk, you are cruel. You wait for me!"

A vicious angry cry echoed in the void, and the unknown punishment fled at the cost of self-harm.