Chapter 291 Fighting to the Death

After saying this, Moke did not wait for the other party to answer. He suddenly waved his palms, and the two suns were really fiery and domineering, like flying dragons, attacking and killing the blood.

"Rumble..."

The real fire of the sun is really too violent. Moko now exerts all his strength and immediately bursts out with shocking power, which is enough to make the strong in the combination period tremble. However, in the face of this fierce attack, Qiu Xue snorted coldly, and suddenly shot two fierce thunder lights in the center of his eyebrows, which collided heavily with the real fire of the sun.

The fierce first confrontation between the two immediately made the palace that originally wanted to calm down violently and chaotic again.

Between one move, hatred blood occupied a certain advantage, but he was still motionless and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood on the spot, his whole body trembled violently, and a more and more cohesive and violent force began to converge. Although Nirvana was successful, the blood did not obviously return to its peak state.

"You can't let him recover completely, you must stop him!" In a hurry, Moko felt a strong crisis.

"Wo!"

Under his feet, the treasure monk's shoes suddenly moved, and Moke stepped out, and there was a taste of leisurely travel in all directions, free and leisure. The Buddha's body was surrounded by light, and the Buddha's original power was like a Taoist arrow, and he had already taken the lead in attacking.

Still motionless, the thunder beads in the heart of Qiu's blood eyebrows turned, thousands of thunder roared, thunder and lightning, Moke's pure Buddha power, in an instant, like boiling soup and snow, melted a large area. Of course, this is just a means of Moco's containment, and he already has a strategy of fighting in his heart.

Surrounded by the essence of the terrible sun's real fire, Moke's fists put on a strange posture, like captureing heaven and earth, and there was a grand flame everywhere, which was the combination of dragons and snakes.

Boom!

It is powerful and unparalleled. At this time, Moke is like a mountain tiger, and Kong Wu is indescribable. Those fists are like the sudden arrival of the ancient mountain, which will destroy everything and create a new paradise.

"Between heaven and earth, the ultimate of martial arts, break the world and create the universe!"

For some reason, Moke suddenly raised this idea and seemed to have a deeper grasp of the essence of the turtle and snake's reckless fist. His boxing method is extremely fierce. It comes from the Bodhi Sutra in the Jade Buddha. It doesn't look like the magic power of Buddhism at all. It's too fierce.

"Little bald donkey!"

The corners of his eyes are slightly twitching, and he is extremely angry. His current state has a potential danger and must recover immediately, otherwise his plan is likely to fail and he will fall.

"Xuanjin Zhanjian, now!" With a low shout, a little dazzling light suddenly appeared in the body of Qiu Xue's blood, like platinum, which can stab people's eyes, flowing out of blood, extremely sharp, suddenly flashing, cutting everything, and sliding fiercely to Moke's fist!

"Puff!"

Like a blunt instrument hitting the leather, Moko's fists suddenly came in sharp pain. If it hadn't been for the protection of the sun's true fire, I'm afraid it would have been cut off by the golden light. However, the golden light is also fluffy and disappears, which is a powerful one-time consumption weapon.

As the first person of the devil's way, although his strength can only be suppressed at the peak of distraction for various reasons, the strength of the means and the sharpness of magic weapons are also endless and powerful. Moko has no time to think. He feels a huge sense of oppression and must fight desperately.

His fists had been scratched with a visible bone, and blood flowed out, but Moke ignored it, endured the huge pain, and suddenly let out a high roar.

" Shura King Kong Heart!"

Woo-woo..........

Suddenly, a wave of terrible killing Gengjin appeared, extremely cold, immortal, killing everything, as heavy and viscous as mercury, permeating all directions, attacking and killing.

The wind and clouds changed color, the void trembled violently, and the whole battle was in full swing.

"Oh......"

Angry, Qiu Xue didn't expect Moke to be so ferocious. This Shura's heart made him smell a strong sense of crisis and did not hesitate. The thunder beads in his eyebrows burst out and suddenly enveloped it and protected his body in the center. Then the infinite horror of thunder burst out and turned into a mountain. Like the sea, like the tide, like the sun, like the moon, the magnificent thunder force poured down, and for a moment, the whole palace rippled under the power of thunder.

In Shura's heart, the most powerful thing is the terrible Gengjin spirit that is overwhelming and kills everything. At this time, these Gengjin's spirit suddenly collided with the thunder beads, and the thunder constantly burst, and the Gengjin spirit dissipated. The scene was very shocking.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Moke was instantly bombarded by countless horrible thunderbolts. His body trembled like sieve, and a large mouthful of blood spewed out. The Buddha's light all over his body was also much darker, and he was in hot and painful.

Each of the thunder beads is comparable to the full bombardment of the low-grade spiritual weapons, and it seems to have huge energy support and does not need the blood to supply itself at all, so it bursts out with shocking power. If Moke hadn't been strong and strong, there would have been no residue left by bombarding at this time.

"Peng!"

It fell heavily on the ground, and Moke felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Linger, Linger, wake up and save my life quickly!"

In the face of such a terrible fighting power, Moke can only call for the sleeping universe, hoping that it can save himself. However, after a few calls, there was no movement at all.

"Amitabha... I'll run away from here quickly!"

As soon as he turned over, Moke jumped to the ground, and then didn't care about the injury on his body. He suddenly urged the treasure monk's shoes, instantly turned into a blurred light and walked towards a passage beside him. Strive to rescue, if there is nothing he can do, Moko will naturally not foolishly wait to be erased.

In fact, when the idea of escaping in his heart, Moko wants to throw all the gods of war orders directly, so that it only takes a moment to be swept by the power of the war temple and reach the main hall of the war temple. However, he immediately cut off this idea. In the main hall of the Temple of War, there is not only his eldest brother Ling Shaofeng, but also many contestants who choose to give up. If he escapes inside, he is afraid that the disaster will move east and harm many people.

"Little bald donkey, have you left?"

Just as Moke fled to the entrance of the channel and was about to shuttle into it, a negative sneer suddenly sounded.

Then, in the violent energy turbulence, the entrance of the passage was blocked by a figure. His figure was high and powerful, and there was a breath of destroying the world between his hands and feet, which was the blood killing of the door owner.

The blood at this time seems to be different from just now, exuding boundless domineering, but giving people a sense of upright and awe-inspiring power. This feeling has a combination of good and evil, a round and perfect charm, and in its body, a vast and horrible breath lurks, like a hidden dragon in the abyss.

"Die!"

For the little monk in front of him, there was no pity for the blood, and issued a cold judgment. His body suddenly shook, dense, and 3,000 magic hands appeared again. Each arm was no longer magical, but delicate, like tender flesh. Each palm was extremely round, and the palm texture appeared. There is a wheel shape, which is perfect.

Moreover, deep in the palms of 3,000 magic palms, an egg-sized eyeball appeared, pale and pale, emitting the sound of hundreds of millions of devils crying.

"Three thousand magic, capture the heavens!"

Three thousand magic hands were displayed, and the blood of the whole person was like a god overlooking the ants of all sentient beings. He was indifferent and ruthless. Three thousand magic palms waved out in an instant, and unexpectedly grew longer together, spitting out all kinds of horrible demons and attacking Moko.

This time, the three thousand magic hands seem to be more and more familiar and skillful, like the sound of gods and demons whining, and Moko's figure has been completely wrapped in it.

Crisis! An unprecedented crisis!

Moke felt that his hair trembled all over, and every strand of the infinite magic was extremely horrible, vicious, vicious, resentful, evil, ferocious, tyrannical, ferocious, cruel, ruthless, murderous, and all kinds of magic are brewing in it.

Suddenly, Moke fell into a cave, with a cold all over his body and could not feel a trace of warmth. He was like entering 18 layers of hell, feeling the invasion of the world's world's evil thoughts.

"Hate! Hate the sky, hate the earth, hate all things!"

"Miserable! I'm so miserable! It's terrible!"

"Chatter... Die! All going to die! Go to hell!"

Surrounded by these three thousand magic, Moko's head buzzed, as if it were filled with countless insidious thoughts in an instant, roaring loudly, full of endless resentment.

If it hadn't been for Moke's practice of Buddhism for more than ten years, a Buddha's heart was as transparent and round as a diamond bead. This alone would be enough to blow up his soul and make his soul completely sink and fall into a walking corpse.

At the beginning, the blood-killing door owner killed all his disciples and refined them into 12,000 blood drops. Then these blood drops swept through northern Xinjiang and created endless killings. I don't know how many thousands of creatures were killed. Among these 3,000 demon hands, there was infinite magic of these creatures before their death.