Chapter 17 Mohai

The old monk came out from behind a tree in front of Xiaohong, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, we meet again."

The old monk was still dressed in his clothes, ragged and worn in a dilapidated robe, but Xiaohong keenly found that the light in his eyes was obviously not as bright as when he first saw him, just like a bright star covered by a faint dark cloud.

Seeing this old monk Xiaohong, he was angry and snorted coldly, "Don't give me this. You and I have no grievances. Why do you want to hurt me?"

"What about those two pieces of gold paper?" The old monk said anxiously.

Hearing that the old monk dared to mention two pieces of gold paper, Xiaohong and Mengxuan became even more angry. Xiaohong took out the storage ring and threw it to him fiercely. After taking over the gold paper, a trace of incredible look appeared on his face and looked at the two people and said, "How can it be that you can't destroy the mark on it? It's impossible for you to have a Yuanying period and a golden elixir period."

After listening to the old monk's words, Xiaohong was shocked. Because the old monk actually saw through his cultivation, he couldn't help asking, "You, how did you see my cultivation?"

"Can you tell me what's going on with the mark first?" The old monk was a little angry and took Xiaohong's hand and roared.

Xiaohong rubbed his ears and shook off his hand and said, "The voice is so loud that I won't tell you." Xiaohong found that the old monk meant no harm to them, but he really couldn't figure out why he wanted to harm the two before.

"Although the hidden Taoism of your cultivation is advanced, you obviously haven't practiced it at home, and it's almost the same to hide it from the little guy in the underworld. Well, tell me how you destroyed the mark on it. How much effort did it take me to print it, you prodigal. The old monk has not looked like a monk before, but like a thief who has stolen money.

"I don't know." Xiaohong spread out his hands.

"I don't know. Say it again." The old monk's eyes widened, and the terrible pressure was extremely vast, covering the two people in an instant. The two felt as if two mountains were pressing on their bodies, and their chests were so stuffy that they almost suffocated.

While the old monk burst into terror, the scattered Yiyi looked in one direction at the same time, the direction of the old monk.

"You took the initiative to show up. You are provocative." According to the unfolding method, he rushed to the source of breath. At the same time, the black-robed people scattered in all directions also rushed to the source of the breath.

"Previous generation." Meng Xuan said with difficulty, "I, we really don't know."

The old monk increased the pressure, but when he saw that the expression in their eyes did not seem to be a lie, he stamped his feet, withdrew the pressure and pulled them up and rushed in one direction. As soon as he left the place, a voice came.

"Mohai, you think you can still leave this time."

According to a group of people, they surrounded the three people from all sides, and at the same time, a momentum spread out from them, frightening the birds in the forest to flee. Looking at Yiyi's group of people, Mohai sneered and said, "If I hadn't been injured, I wouldn't have fallen into this field."

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon swimming in shallow water was played by shrimps. Just let's get caught." Yiyi said indifferently.

"It's almost enough to ask your suzerain to come."

Mohai sneered, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out on his body. Seeing the golden light on Mohai's body, Yiyi shouted loudly.

"Do it."

A group of black flames suddenly appeared on their bodies, and the black flames as black ink instantly turned into a dark field, rolling like a tide, drowning towards the three people, faintly hearing the wailing of the ghosts and opening their teeth and claws.

Xiaohong didn't expect that Yiyi didn't even let him go. Xiaohong still had a good impression on her before, but she was a murderer. At that moment, I couldn't help but be angry. The blue star appeared, holding the fiery fire beads in my hand, and the hot fire waves stirred up. Mengxuan's body also lit a faint light, pinched a formula in her hand, and the powerful magic power gradually condensed.

"Kill!"

With a command, the vast pressure in the air seemed to have found a vent and surged to the three people. The black clouds rolled, covering the sky and the sun. Slowly under pressure, white bones emerged in the black clouds, teeth and claws, and a tragic breath came to his face.

"The small formation also wants to trap me."

Mohai followed his heart, with a fingerprint, a lion roar sounded, and the lion seal of the Buddha sect.

Just like a comet hitting the earth, drawing a gorgeous light, rushing straight up, the image of a lion emerged and hitting the black cloud fiercely.

is another fingerprint, which is the immovable king's seal.

A huge Dharma appeared, and the big hand of the house slowly pressed down, and the energy of destruction condensed. The big hand went deep into the dark clouds, stirred fiercely and tore a mouth.

Xiaohong's mind moved when he saw the opportunity, and all the mana poured into the fiery beads. Suddenly, a ten-meter-long flame sword appeared, and he drew hard at the torn mouth of the king of Ming. With a sneer, the mouth was cut much bigger. Meng Xuan's body shot a clear light. Although it was not aggressive, it stabilized the edge of the mouth and did not let it heal. Mohai also took the opportunity to rush to the mouth with the two people.

"Would you like to go?"

Yiyi's voice came, and a group of beast shadows rushed out of the black clouds, instantly drowning the lion with the lion's seal. The deafening beast roared, and the roar of the barbarian beast was fascinating, as if there were several thunderbolts, and countless beast shadows roared and rolled the three people together.

In the face of the boundless shadow of the beast, Xiaohong and Meng Xuan were both pale by the pressure. Yiyi's strength of any one of them is higher than that of them, not to mention that they are still forming a large array now. Of course, such oppression can't stop them. Xiaohong, who has the lowest soul realm, is even worse. If it hadn't been for his strong will, he would have fallen at this time, but his constantly trembling body shows that he is very uncomfortable now.

Mohai obviously saw the state of the two. He pinched the gold piece engraved with the golden wheel of the sun, recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and the fingerprints on his hand were constantly changing. A golden wheel emerged from the gold film, which is the golden wheel of the big sun.

As soon as the golden wheel came out, he saw Zhang in the wind. As soon as the golden wheel came out, Xiaohong felt light. The golden wheel floated in the air, revealing a vast, ancient and devastating atmosphere. As one of the supreme magic weapons in the legend of Buddhism, the Great Sun Golden Wheel has the power to eliminate all karma in the world.

"Dang Wheel Seal."

Under the urging of the sea, the golden wheel rotates slowly, and the holy light shines. Wherever it passes, all the black clouds are like ice and snow under the bright sun.

"The big diamond wheel seal of the Mahai holy monk is really good. Try this trick of the little woman."

Yiyi's voice sounded again, and Mo Yun rolled over, and the endless darkness fell down like the curtain of death, and bursts of terror permeated the world in an instant. A blood wave rushed up from the dark clouds, like the Milky Way, and there was a sad red in the black clouds. A big mountain loomed in the blood waves. It was like a whirlpool of death, shrouded in endless death in ten directions, and began to slowly gather towards it. With the condensation of death, the mountains are becoming clearer and clearer.

"Town!"

Under the slow pressure of the mountain, Mohai's face finally changed, the magic seal in his hand was constantly changing, and the magic phase in another piece of gold paper also emerged. The five-faced and ten-handed Dharma appeared behind Mohai. The emotions on the five sides are different, which are joy, anger, sorrow and joy, but the middle side is calm and expressionless.

This is the real completely immovable king seal, and the Dharma phase is the immovable king.

The figure of King Fuming kept zooming in, and ten hands stretched out against the bloody mountain. The mountains touched each other, and Xiaohong felt that the world was shaking.

"Puff."

Mohai couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. While the Ming King blocked the mountain, the golden wheel of the sun burst out a dazzling golden light and rushed out of the dark clouds. Mohai seized the opportunity and finally broke out behind the golden wheel of the sun.

With the support of Mohai Yuanli, King Fuming was instantly crushed by the mountain, and the distant Mohai couldn't help spit out a mouthful of blood when King Fuming collapsed.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and a group of people appeared in the air. Their faces were slightly pale, and it was not easy to support them, which consumed at least half of their vitality. Looking at the direction of Mohai's escape, Yiyi rushed over first.

"Chasing, he is seriously injured and can't escape far."