Ode to Buddha

Chapter 471 The Art of Nine Lives

The tyrannical anger burned in his chest, and Moke's eyes were only the bright blood color. He turned a blind eye to the vast attack that was about to rush to him. In his body, a rage was unprecedentedly fierce, just like a nine-day fire, boundless.

The seventh princess fell like this. In order to save herself, Moko was simply hateful.

At this moment, he is still completely imprisoned, and the intention of that day is still slowly condensing. If he is free, he can definitely use this anger in an instant to burst out the anger of the Ming King, derive the fire of the red lotus industry, and burn and destroy everything in front of him.

Hate! Hate! Hate!

In Moko's body, the virtual shadow of the Ming King was derived again. However, without the guidance of Moko's soul, it could never explode and filled his heart.

"Woo-woo..."

The cold prison tripod sounded like crying, and then suddenly made a joyful cry. With a bang, he left Moke directly and rushed out a large number of snow-white airflows, directly dispersing the vast attack. The next moment, it had already appeared in an area, violently shaking, protecting a dark light.

This area is exactly where the seven princesses have just fallen.

Protected by Shura Hei's hammer, Moke's body shook, but he couldn't care about this and stared at the colorful light protected by the cold prison tripod. Among them, Moke keenly felt a familiar atmosphere, which was the Seventh Princess.

"Buzz..."

Protected by the icy prison tripod, this group of colorful light quickly became stronger, and in a moment, it turned into a huge force, rolling and eye-catching.

"Hahaha... Giant Hammer Lingbao, I like it!"

A loud laugh came. With three fierce attacks, Li, Meng Keer, Ji Lingyue and the three appeared. The three of them coincidentally used their means and suddenly grabbed the bleak Shura black hammer that protected Moke.

"Hmm! I want to take my princess's spiritual treasure and die!"

At this time, a cold voice came out, and the colorful light suddenly shook and evolved into a fairy body, like an elf-like girl, not someone else, but the seventh princess. As soon as the seventh princess appeared, the cold prison tripod on her head shouted with joy. Then, with the sound of the canopy, a jade charm was crushed by the seventh princess. Her figure seemed to be a floating light and shadow. Suddenly, it moved in front of Moke and captured the Shura black hammer in her hand again.

"Yin and Yang combined attack!"

The seventh princess shouted, and the two spiritual treasures shouted together, setting off a fierce weather flame and hitting the three people fiercely again!

"Rumble..."

The four fought fiercely again. This time, the seventh princess seemed to be a little more powerful, but with the cooperation of the three, she soon fell into the downwind again, constantly spraying blood, and protected Moke with strength and difficulty.

"Amitabha... Seventh princess, how did you resurrect? Run away quickly! Little monk, please don't wait to die here!" Shocked and surprised, Moko shouted in a hurry.

In the fight, the seventh princess turned her head and smiled, and explained to Moke with the best rhinoceros stone as a medium, "Hee hee... Little bald, I'm a nine-tailed fragrant fox. How can I die so easily? Just before I was dying, I had a strong desire to survive, triggered some inheritance in my bloodline, and started the nine-life art. That is to say, I have nine lives now, and every time I die, I will be resurrected quickly, more powerful than before!"

The art of nine lives, Moke has never heard of this ancient and mysterious spell, but he is happy for the seven princesses and can be reborn like a phoenix, which is a great creation.

Standing proudly, Ouyangxia was slightly surprised and puzzled for a moment. Then she said to herself, "It obviously fell, but it was quickly resurrected. Moreover, it is a nine-tailed fragrant fox. Could it have opened the ancient and powerful nine lives?"

"Kill!"

Ji Lingyue shouted and kept commanding the golden scissors. It was a sharp mess and rumbling to kill. In his palm, the dilapidated porcelain bowl was glowing, and the power of devouring was strange and horrible.

"Rumble..."

Put away the mahogany stick and the black iron statue, Li's body exuded a horrible atmosphere, fierce and domineering, like the power of thunder, rolling, and his fists, in an instant, I don't know how many punches have been smashed, and bombarded them. He only saw the fists but no figure, and there was no way to escape from heaven and earth.

Moreover, at this time, his fists actually showed a pair of virtual shadows of the ancient black iron seal, which is clearly the supreme power of refining soldiers into the body.

Refining soldiers into the body is to choose extremely powerful weapons, integrate into some part of their bodies, and exert powerful power. This magic power is too rare and difficult, and it is almost extinct. Only the witch has a record, but there are very few people who have trained. Unexpectedly, Li has practiced it.

With a delicate shout, Meng Keer urged the bundle of fairy rope with all her strength, which made it soar. It turned into a 100-meter-long, extremely horrible rope, and swooed down and entangled towards the Seventh Princess Moko.

The fierce struggle unfolded again, and the seven princesses kept retreating and bleeding. Finally, after protecting Moke, the canopy was wiped out again and turned into a touch of blood. As soon as it fell, the next moment, at the place where it fell, a dim light suddenly soared and turned into the seventh princess again.

This situation is like an immortal body, urging two spiritual treasures. The seven princess blocked the attack of the three people and fought with the three people fearlessly.

For the continuous resurrection of the seventh princess, the knowledgeable Meng Keer quickly guessed, so the three quietly discussed and launched a ferocious attack again, determined to kill the seventh princess nine times and completely destroy her.

Tragic! Incomparably tragic!

The corners of the seventh princess's mouth overflowed with blood and was extremely weak again. She had been resurrected twice, but in the face of the siege of the three people, it was still not enough to watch and could only support it for a moment.

"Amitabha, Seventh Princess, since you insist on doing so, although the little monk is imprisoned, he can't sit idly by. Tell me some of my understanding of the way of yin and yang. Maybe it will help you." He sighed in his heart, and Moke sent a message.

"In all things in the world, people are deceitful, ingenious and changeable, people's hearts are bent and winding, and the world's affairs overlap mountains, alternating yin and yang, yin and yang, and yang appear outside the yin, unconventional. This is the truth that lonely yin is not born, and lonely yang is not long.

Obviously, now the seventh princess is understanding the method of yin and yang and perfectly exploding the power of the two spiritual treasures. The perception of the way of yin and yang is very important to her.

Sure enough, a moment later, the seventh princess showed a clear expression and slid her hands. The ice prison tripod and Shura's black hammer sounded in hand, and a wave of black and white air flowed, which was mysterious and fascinating.

This understanding has increased the strength of the Seventh Princess a lot, but she still can't resist. After a moment, she was killed by three people again.