Chapter 415 Kill

He Zhenyang was a genius in the early stage of the disaster. He cultivated many secret methods of Confucianism. His heart survived, but he still could not resist this strange down-and-out bell. As soon as the bell rang, he was deprived of his soul and fell on the spot.

At the same time, the huge ship surrounded by the huge gold spirit suddenly shook, and a hazy seven-color light shield appeared, in which the sword spirit rolled like a wave, protecting it, and the strange bell was abandoned and could not be broken into.

Qing Sanzi tried his best to urge the down-and-out bell, and his soul was protected by the yin and yang soul ball, and the main target of his attack was Moke in front of him. As for He Zhenyang and the giant ship, the bell received is just a aftershock.

Quick! Hurry up! Hurry up!

In fact, all this was just an instant. The third son suddenly urged the fallen bell, and Moke didn't even have time to resist. The strange bell, like an elegy, resounded through the depths of his heart, turned into a terrible force that killed the soul and killed it!

In fact, the depressed bell that Moke is facing at this moment is very similar to the sword he encountered at the beginning. It is a strange and horrible big killer, which is not a conventional means of killing, but the effect is amazing and powerful.

If you want to say that the fight is the most ferocious, it is undoubtedly the battle of the soul, often between victory and defeat.

The invisible killing power surges, containing a kind of desolation, sadness, dusk, confusion, and other negative emotions. Almost one thousandth of an instant, it has fiercely crashed into Moke's illusory Buddha country. As long as the Buddha country is captured and killed its soul, Moke will die.

And just when this invisible force rushed to the edge of the Buddha's country and wanted to **, suddenly, the bodhi tree in the Buddha's country shook and suddenly emitted infinite golden light and swept out! This golden light, brilliant and pure, flows like crystal, containing a strong breath of purity, preciousness, piety, beauty and desire.

As soon as these golden lights appeared, Moke was immediately comfortable all over, and he instantly recognized its origin, which was the golden light of merit!

"Crackling! Crackling!..."

Suddenly, the golden light of merit collides with this invisible force, which makes people cry, and the invisible power full of negative emotions is wiped out and completely wiped out. Obviously, this power to kill souls is an extremely evil force, which just corresponds to the golden light of merit. Of course, its quality and power are significantly lower than that of merit.

Huh? Depressed!"

Suspended in the void, Mr. Qing San was stunned. Unexpectedly, the unfavorable depressed bell did not erase the other party's soul at the first time. However, then he smiled coldly and tried his best to stimulate the demon power in his body, which was madly injected into it and shook up.

"When! Dang! When!..."

Suddenly, the bronze bell rang crisply. Compared with the rapidness just now, a note like a funeral song elegy floated out and attacked Moko again! This attack was much more powerful than it had just begun. Even the huge ship roared, broke the void, and suddenly fell into the void turbulence and jumped up in countless space faults.

“Pup.......”

The next moment, more and more surging strange notes rushed into Moke's body and hit his illusory Buddha kingdom, wanting to invade it and kill the soul. However, at this time, the golden light of merit was not lax, lingering on the edge of Mocofo, and immediately collided with the power of this note.

There is no doubt that it was another stone-like impact, and the golden light was extremely fierce, which once again wiped out this strange note and turned it into invisible.

"When! Dang! When!..."

The depressed bell was stirred with all his strength, and the sobbing mourning song echoed, all of which were integrated into Moke's body, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea without any waves. Moke still stood still, and a wonderful golden light appeared around him.

"Billions of evil spirits, blessing!"

Panic! Mr. Qingsan really panicked! Now he has consumed more than half of the demon power in his body, and even exerts a down-and-out bell. However, he didn't expect that he had no choice but to do anything about the other party, which shows the strength of the other party. At this time, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

"Oh! Poo! Poo!......”

His face changed continuously, with a burst of flushing and a big mouth, as if he didn't need capital. Seven mouthfuls of fragrant blood spewed out. This is his own blood, which contains the origin. Once lost, his longevity will be greatly reduced. However, at this moment, Mr. Qingsan can't afford to care so much. He directly spit out and integrates into this depressed clock.

"Zizi..."

Seven mouthfuls of blood splashed on the fallen bell, and it immediately made a sound of vouring. In an instant, it engulfed it. Then, with a boom, the depressed bell soared and turned into a 100-meter-high bronze bell, and the louder and louder horrible notes resounded. On it, there were endless ferocious evil spirits.

On the down-and-out bell, at this moment there are at least hundreds of millions of evil spirits, or even more! As soon as these evil spirits appeared, they let out a tragic howling, as if they had fallen into endless hell, suffering all the time. These howls all gathered and integrated into the downfall clock.

"Amitabha... Sin! Sins!"

Hundreds of millions of creatures, which represents what a great sin this depressed bell has created, and how many creatures have been killed and devoured, which shocked and angry Moko. At the same time, he vaguely understood the power of the down-and-out bell. The more he killed, the more fierce ghosts he absorbed and absorbed the sound of his howling, which contained hundreds of millions of negative emotions, and then condensed into an invisible terrorist attack.

I don't know how this down-and-out clock is refined. It's simply an evil mess.

"Amitabha, today, I, Moko, will defeat this man, take this clock, and save this billionaire ghost!" Seeing the howling situation of hundreds of millions of fierce ghosts, Moke made up his mind in an instant.

Moke's idea was extremely firm and strong, like a diamond, filling his heart. The next moment, he was stunned to find that he seemed to have communicated with the bodhi tree in an instant, with the golden light rolling like a river, which was exactly the golden light of merit.

"Amitabha, I am the Buddha!"

In this situation, Moke was naturally overjoyed and did not hesitate to stimulate the golden light of merit in the bodhi tree!

At the same time, after hundreds of millions of evil spirits appeared, the downturned bell trembled again, and a huge, thunder-like horrible sound suddenly swept out! In this sound, the soul-killing, desolate, like a funeral song, is ten times thicker!