Chapter 456 Bull Knife Trial

While flying, Moke's continuous use of means, reincarnation and other secret methods have no effect. The auspicious clouds still float above his head, constantly emitting vast fluctuations, like a lighthouse in the dark, guiding everyone to come.

At this time, the two encountered the first enemy.

"Kill!"

An electric light attacked and killed with blood. It was a scarred man holding a thunder sword and killing fiercely. There was an indestructible, sharp edge leaked out, extremely fierce, and he was a practitioner who crossed the peak of the disaster.

"Amitabha..."

In the face of this blow, Moke's face did not change color, his palm was slightly pinched, and his palm was roared like a tsunami. Suddenly, a Buddha's palm formed by the power of three-life Buddha appeared, like captureing the heavens and covering the taste of everything, which was exactly the immeasurable seal.

Infinite, boundless, endless and vast. At this time, Moke's palm really shows this charm to the fullest.

"Ah!"

"Rumble.....

With the loud noise, a scream came out, and the man with the scar that attacked him screamed, and his body suddenly flew up. He had a big mouthful of blood and was severely damaged in an instant.

Escape!

The next moment, the man hurriedly urged his strength, regardless of the hot pain on his body. With a bang, like an electric shot, he quickly fled to the distant void.

In the face of all this, Moke did not pursue and let the other party leave. That slap just now was just a simple test knife for him, and he didn't exert all his strength at all. Similarly, when the scar man screamed and fled, Moke was also shocked. He didn't expect that his strength had become so fierce.

"Wow! Little bald head, you are so powerful now! Your strength can completely sweep all over the world, and with this princess's assistance, you are safe and worry-free!" The eyes were colorful, and the seventh princess was shocked and shouted exaggeratedly.

Both of them can clearly feel it, and the other four auspicious cloud winners are moving rapidly and converging towards Moke. It seems that once the five people gather, there will be a battlefield in the sky, and the top genius will really collide.

At this moment, five auspicious clouds are equivalent to passes. As long as you get them, you can fight for the final battle. Of course, there are also some evil-level geniuses who can break into the battlefield of the sky.

"Dead bald head, kill you, I will get Xiangyun, and then get God's will!"

"Kill! As long as you get this auspicious cloud, you will have a great chance to get God's will and become famous!"

"Gossip about the universe, God counts the world!"

The two were flying. In a short time, several practitioners attacked and killed, all of whom were bombarded by Moke's random palm, which made them cry and defeated their offensive. There was a feeling of stones hitting eggs. Even the practitioner at the peak of the disaster period suddenly became extremely weak in Moke's eyes, and he gradually realized his strength.

However, not all practitioners made him feel extremely weak, and there were also one or two practitioners who attacked and killed, which made Moko slightly shocked and used some means to repel him.

Not only Moke, but also the other four Xiangyun winners were fiercely attacked and killed. And when one of the disciples of the big forces said a secret, the whole scene of the battle became more and more tragic. This secret, which few people know, is exactly the secret about the battlefield in the sky.

On a swamp, a scholar with an ancient crown on his head and a crystal pen in his hand stood still, smelling like a university questioner and a great wise man. This scholar is the winner of one of the five auspicious clouds. And confronted by an old man in a gorgeous robe, who exudes an ancient and long breath, with a pair of pure golden wings behind him, and a dark golden noble runes everywhere. The wings are only three feet long, but with a slight shock, a storm suddenly burst out.

"Little scholar, the poverty and sourness of Confucianism, give me death to my ancestors!"

The old man laughed, and the pure golden wings behind him suddenly stirred up. Suddenly, the thunderous storm sounded, and at the same time, his body swung and disappeared. The next moment, a burst of blood burst out into the void, which was so fast that it was difficult to react.

In the face of this blow, the spine of the scholar was straight, and the brush suddenly waved out. Suddenly, it was like a dragon winding and elegant pen. It seemed that there was an invisible hand holding the most dignified words in the world.

"Kill!"

The next moment, a murderous, sharp and domineering word full of sharpness appeared, like a sword blade-like murderous intention, and fiercely killed the bloody light.

"Hang!"

A loud sound of gold and iron, the blood light disappeared again, turned into a golden storm, bursting everywhere, like thunder, smoke rolling, and attacking again.

"Hmm! Self-cultivation, family, peace of the world!" The scholar opened his mouth proudly, and the crystal pen in his palm suddenly waved repeatedly.

The crystal pen turned into a sharp light, and the dragons and snakes danced wildly in the void, drawing one word after another. Thousands of fonts were written from it, forming a moral article, a humanitarian inscription. In this humanitarian inscription, there are unresistible airflows rolling, like the birth of heavenly soldiers, sweeping the world, supporting the country, maintaining orthodoxy, and shouldering morality.

"Humanity, the great power of Confucianism! Awesome! Golden lamp protects the body!"

The golden storm burst, and there was a frightening sound of the old man. Then a golden lamp appeared above his head, blooming with infinite golden light, and then it was hit by the inscriptions and cracked. All this was too fast. In an instant, this humanitarian inscription flew everywhere. Although it was much darker, it tore the old man's body protection golden lamp...

This fight was too tragic, but the old man was obviously in a weak position and kept retreating. Finally, it was difficult to resist again. He screamed unwillingly, and his body was cut and exploded by a killing word formed by countless inscriptions.

"Ah! I don't want to! I'm Daluo Jinxian. How could I fall! Hateful suppression!"

In the void, the old man's death scream echoed, which was particularly sad, and the scholar just waved a pair of golden wings in his palm, showing joy.

"A gentleman loves money and has a good way to take it. This wind and thunder wing should belong to me!" The scholar said to himself, his words were like jade, and there was a sound on the ground.

At the same time, Moke met an "acquaintance".

On a stone forest in the spiritual cave, Moko, the seventh princess, is confronting a man with thick eyebrows. This person is not someone else, but the person Moko once met in the Thunder Sea. On the man's shoulder, there was a white and fat little man squatting, his eyes as vast as stars, 49 arms all over his body, and his whole body was shrouded in a pure and thorough fairy light like a beautiful jade.

"Hum..."

In Moke's body, the big hole through the seeds shook again, pointing directly at the strange villain, very eager.

"Little monk, your luck is so strong that you must have amazing treasures on your body, which will be deprived by me!" The man with thick eyebrows laughed and suddenly stretched out his hand. A flag emitting dark and deep light suddenly floated violently. Among them, the murderous intention was surging and surging. It seemed that he would rush out of the terrible god of war at any time and start killing, revealing a taste of iron blood and ruthlessness.

"Stab!"

In the face of this thick-browed man, Moke did not dare to slack off. The sword in his palm suddenly appeared, and a sword was cut out. In an instant, it turned into an endless horror and murderous atmosphere. The cold sword spirit and piercing murderous intent were like a sea, rolling in all directions, and regretting the flag.

At the same time, Moke's palm suddenly pinched, and the boundless imprint burst out, magnificent and boundless, like a river surging and endless.

"The vast universe is stormy! Congenital thunder body pregnant thunderstorm!"

The man with thick eyebrows was shocked. He didn't expect Moke to be so fierce. With a wild roar, a silver thunder and lightning trail floating in his eyebrows suddenly shook, and instantly turned into an incomparable silver thunder, which suddenly attacked and killed, with the smell of reversing the universe and destroying everything.

"Rumble.....

The infinite seal violently hit the thunder, and immediately shook the void, cracking ferocious cracks. The fierce force surged like the sea tide. Moke's strong body did not move, as if King Kong was not bad, but the thick-browed man screamed, the treasure clothes were broken, and he suddenly spit out blood, and his body was severely damaged.