Chapter 46 A Thousand Dreams

"Look, Moke has a vague advantage, and Xu Jing is at a disadvantage!"

"It really deserves to be the biggest dark horse. This kind of free and windy pace is more powerful than the special physique of the Mohu!"

"Huzhenyi and Mohu have won. Now, the biggest suspense is Moke and Xujing. I don't know who can win?"

"Hmm! It's needless to say, of course, Brother Xujing. His strength is unfathomable!" Watching the battle on the stone platform, everyone talked about it.

"Brush!"

Walking leisurely, Moke was as fast as lightning from time to time, and then looked for a quiet flaw, and immediately showed the pervert of the big glazed diamond body. One punch was bombarded, and each punch was domineering and arrogant.

The two fought endlessly, and the silence roared and became passive for a moment. At this moment, he was very depressed and had used the shooting method containing the general trend of heaven and earth three times in a row, but since he was resisted for the first time, Moke seemed to have found a trick, no matter how surging the general trend was, like a reef in the sea.

"Mang!"

His body jumped high, and Moke showed the strange dragon and snake fist again. A strong wind roared, and he was already killed with a fierce punch.

"Wo!"

Turning his body, Xujing's right arm shook, and the long gun in his hand shook like a dragon and snake, collided with Moko's right fist. At the moment when the two collided with each other, Moke was as slippery as a swimming fish, and his body rotated like a top. With a brush and pull, he appeared directly beside Xu Jing.

In a sudden, another punch, and the reckless power rushed out, which was extremely powerful. A sharp arc suddenly rose from the corners of his mouth, but Xu Jing had a kind of wisdom smile at this moment. He fought with Moke for a while before, and he fell below repeatedly. He has been paralysing Moke, waiting for such an opportunity, and now, this opportunity has come!

He can become a genius comparable to that of Dafan Temple and Xuzhen. He has practiced for more than 20 years. Xu Jing is very low-key, and at the same time, it is also hidden.

At this moment, when Moko came beside him, his eyes flashed decisively and showed a powerful killer mace. This killer mace was originally prepared for Xu Zhenyi, but now it is used on Moco.

"Brush!"

As soon as I turned my hand over, a strange stone plate appeared, mottled and broken, and there was also green moss on it, with a smell of ancient vicissitudes. Almost without hesitation, Xujing directly injected a Buddha's power into it. Suddenly, the whole stone disk made a click sound and cracked traces. At the same time, a transparent ripple suddenly radiated, and the speed was simply shocking, and suddenly enveloped Moke's whole body.

"How many thousands of years of dreams, what year is this evening?"

An old voice resounded through my heart, and Moko's heart became dull. The ripple seemed to be full of an indescribable magic, which made Moco begin to relax and enter a drowsy situation.

Once Moke falls into this situation and completely loses his vigilance, he will be completely allowed to knead silently.

Xu Jing also used this stone plate for the first time. Her eyes lit up and showed joy. She secretly sighed, "It's really powerful. No wonder it can be collected by that powerful scattering and treasures, and it has left many prohibitions."

"Hum..."

A pair of yin and yang fish suddenly appeared on the stone plate, which was extremely mysterious and turned into an image and also entered Moke's body.

"I'm so tired... I want to have a good sleep..."

"How many thousands of years of dreams, what year is this evening?" In Moke's mind, a murmur sounded, and his spirit became more and more in a trance. He wanted to fall into a beautiful dream, and he was deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

At this time, Xu Jing grinned and affirmed the current situation. His figure flashed, and the long gun in his hand turned into a mysterious arc and directly picked up to Moco. As long as Moke was shot by him and had no resistance, he would immediately be thrown out and eventually defeated.

"What a magical stone plate, you see, Moko is as dumb as a wooden chicken, and it's going to be defeated!"

"The Xujing is really powerful. There are many cards!" Moke is also a genius, but unfortunately he met Xu Jing, otherwise, it would be enough to break into the top five.

In the void, Moko, who was originally fierce, was drowsy and shaky, and the root of everything was on a broken stone plate in Xu Jing's hand. This stone plate seems to have a mysterious magic that can make people fall into a sleepy situation.

"Oh..."

A shot flew out, like a dragon going to sea, and a tiger coming out of the mountain, carrying a general trend, swept in. This shot, Xu Jing is determined to get it!

"Oh... Unfortunately, Moke is also a genius, and he will be defeated after all!" A disciple shook his head with some emotion.

Many disciples are also Mozi disciples, all of whom are angry and whisper to themselves, "If he hadn't used the stone plate, Moke would have won! Even, it is not impossible for this newcomer competition to be won by our Mozi disciples!"

"Unfortunate, a competition is a competition, and failure is failure." Among the crowd, Du Er still stood calmly. Moke was already very relieved that he could get to this point, and there was not much regret on his face.

Although he also wants Moke to win the first place, and he knows that Moke is fighting for the first place with all his strength. However, it's not a big deal to be defeated.

For two moments, the quiet long gun would hit Moke like a dragon and throw him away.

At this critical moment, the jade Buddha beads in Moke's body trembled and seemed to be provoked. A crystal green light shot out and suddenly injected into Moke's heart. He ignored the transparent ripples, but suddenly emitted a cold breath and swam in his soul. Go.

In an instant, Moko's sleepy soul, a clever, woke up again. However, this awakening state is a little strange. His whole body is still like falling into a dream, but his soul is extremely clear and transparent, and his whole body suddenly moves violently to the extreme, with a trace of flesh and blood cheering, twisting and shouting.

Moke's state at this moment is somewhat similar to a state of drunken fisting, as if drunk or awake. This is not a muddle-headed, but an absolute sobering, a mysterious and mysterious realm. At the moment of falling into this realm, Moko's body suddenly moved violently, unprecedentedly violently, and all flesh and blood fell into an almost violent state and began to move.