Chapter 727 The Great Crisis

"Wow!"

Moke stepped out of the sea of chaos in front of him, which was extremely heavy, like carrying a huge mountain-like feeling. He hurriedly released the redemption and suspended it above his head, which made the pressure much better. Without any hesitation, Moke ran directly to the front. Moke had a hunch that in the middle of the ocean ahead, There is something important to him.

heavy! It's getting heavier and heavier!

Gradually, Moke's face became more and more solemn, and hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the Buddha soil formed Zhou Tianxing's battle array, providing him with a vast and horrible power blessing. Coupled with redemption, he was gradually unable to compete. At this moment, he had only penetrated less than half of the journey.

"In? Return?"

At this moment, these two choices were placed in front of Moke, which made it difficult for him to decide for a moment. If you continue to go deeper, you will definitely have a more terrible oppression and destruction force. You and all sentient beings in the Buddha's land will have a great risk of falling, and even a chance to die. Even at this moment, I was like walking on thin ice and retreating. I was too unwilling. The origin of the Buddha's soil was swallowed up by Pangu. Half of the year has passed. I can't find a solution, so I have to fall.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding Dong..."

At this time, a rune diploma suddenly appeared in Moke's Buddha soil. Unexpectedly, it appeared strangely on the top of Moke's head and kept rotating. Moke was very familiar with this rune. It was the beginning when he survived the holy disaster, and a white cloud fell from the sky, which was conceived, which contained the most original imprint of the spirit of the chaotic spirit. Mo Ke has been unable to find out where it is hidden in his body, but he didn't expect it to appear again at this moment!

"Rumble..."

As if it had been provoked, or opened some kind of inheritance trial, almost at the moment when this rune floated, the calm chaotic ocean suddenly set off a stormy wave. The central position of the chaotic ocean, like the same sleeping giant awakened, a magnificent and indescribable, full of Invincible, vast, high power, filled the whole world, with a bang, directly coming down. As for Moke, it seemed to be an insect trapped in amber, which was suddenly solidified in it.

In Moke's eyes, the whole world is dead, no light, no time, no space, no chaos, no creatures, no world...

Everything is gone, only eternal loneliness, a mechanical fluctuation transmitted, without a trace of emotion, coldness and ruthlessness, like a program, instantly flowing into Moke's heart "chaotic rune... Start the challenge..."

Chaotic rune? Challenge?

Moco has a feeling that the second monk can't figure out. The world has disappeared, the universe is nothing, and some of them are like dreams. Moke feels so tired in vain. It seems that he can't breathe with the heavy burden on his body, and his body gradually cracks...

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!...."

At this time, a shout came in vain, and hundreds of millions of voices converged together and resounded through Moko's heart, which made him suddenly wake up. As he woke up, his face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

In the Buddha's land, whether it is mortals, beasts, practitioners, or even some humble lives, they are making pious prayers. The solemn mantra resounded all over the world and turned into a torrent, getting louder and bigger. During this period, more and more creatures were contaminated and integrated. In this team, there are also many creatures, canopy... The body kept bursting and turned into a canopy of blood fog.

Although the curse is extremely magical, it can stimulate the infinite secret power in the soul of any creature, but it is also extremely dangerous. If a carelessness, negligence, or the soul is difficult to truly calm down, there is a risk of falling.

In a village, all mortals knelt on the ground and recited the curse devoutly. With the sound of the canopy, a mortal turned into a canopy of blood fog, and everyone was horrified, but they were still reciting devoutly...

A wild wilderness, a beast gathered together, and they recite vague spells. Often as soon as they pronounced a few words, they burst because of some problems. However, no beast chose to give up...

In a sect full of vast sword spirit, all practitioners are chanting, extremely pious, and infinite power bursting out in the soul...

Not the more powerful the life, the stronger the soul power. The weak life also has unparalleled soul power. At this moment, maybe others don't know, but Moko feels all this very clearly.

How vast is the Buddha's land? How vast? How many creatures?

As the owner of the Buddha's land, Moke himself can't explain it clearly, but he can feel the every move of hundreds of millions of creatures in one thought. At this moment, Moke's eyes were wet. He saw too many Buddha's creatures fall, turning into a bloody fog, and the sound of prayer still echoed. He saw too much. The creature completely fell down because of reciting the solemn mantra...

is getting bigger and louder, and louder. A great sound like the creation is ringing. The whole Buddha soil, every corner, and every creature hears this sound. It is not so much a solemn mantra, but a hymn of the soul. With the solemn scriptures, it is integrated with the most pious prayers and issued Sound.

Whether it is the people in the free hall in the middle of the Buddha's land, or every creature in all corners of the Buddha's boundless world, each of them is extremely pious and integrated into this chanting. Although it will still fall and turn into a bloody fog because of some small differences, no one will stop.

The solemn mantra resounds, which contains a strong emotion that cannot be disengageable. This is a kind of emotion that pursues freedom, pursues the true self, blooms with holy glory, cuts off all fetters, and nothing and no existence can stop it.