Chapter 277 Reputation rises

The corners of his mouth showed bitter sarcasm, and Wu Xingyun felt that his mouth was like a bitter fruit, and many emotions in his heart were tossed.

However, he had to admit that he had lost and completely defeated Moko.

"You are qualified to defeat me, Moke, but I will definitely ask you for today's humiliation in the future! Here you are!" The corners of his eyes twitched, and Wu Xingyun laughed.

As he spoke, Wu Xingyun turned his right hand and then waved it. Suddenly, a long river, 117 God of War orders flew out and shot at Moke. For most of the purposes of the God of War, even Moke was also ablin and a little terraffled.

Moke has only accumulated 47 God of War Orders now, but he didn't expect that Wu Xingyun would have as many as 117.

Entering the Temple of War is mainly to find clues and prevent the conspiracy of killing the door owner with blood. Moke also has some thoughts, which is to obtain some God of War orders, so that the Great Fan Temple and his name can be passed on in the Emperor's Star.

God of War, naturally, the more the better.

With a shot, a burst of Buddha's light pulled these God of War Orders and put them into the universe bag. Moke's possession of the God of War Order has reached 164.

Outside the Temple of War, it has caused an uproar at this time. In the battlefield of Yuanying, the blood is still slaughtering righteous disciples, and the number of God of War is at the top of the list, constantly increasing. On the list, Ling Shaofeng's God of War Order, which ranked 29th, disappeared and was obtained by Wu Xingyun, causing the number of his God of War orders to soar, hitting the third place in one fell swoop, only 30 from the second white bone young master.

Suddenly, many people began to sigh and discuss that the name of Wu Xingyun was passed on everywhere.

"Hahaha..... My Confucianism is really powerful. Wu Xingyun is the third, Jin Rilie is fifth, and Ji Chang is in the seventh, and their ranking is still increasing!" A loud smile came out, and there was a feeling of great comfort.

And in a magical place, it sent a strange voice of yin and yang. "Yes, Confucianism is indeed outstanding this time, but it's a pity that Yuanying was killed on the battlefield, and many people in Confucianism have been wiped out by my magic hatred, quack..."

"Hmm! Don't be happy too early. There may be a big change in the battlefield of Yuanying! My righteous disciples joined forces to kill the evil spirits!"

"Gaga... Then let's wait and see! Unfortunately, this blood is so dazzling. Out of the Temple of War, there must be countless demons. The giants of the demon clan want to be accepted as disciples, but we can't include them into our own forces..."

The strong men of many forces are constantly sending out their voices, especially in the scattered area, which is even more popular. In these discussions, the disciples of Buddhism were silent. In the battlefield of Yuanying, the darkness of bloodshed, Buddhism was also killed and injured. In the battlefield of God, only one witheredness broke into the tenth place, and the rest, such as Moke and Fan, were all more than a dozen.

At this time, on the list of distractions, Wu Xingyun's name suddenly dim and disappeared, while Moke's name was brilliant. The number of gods of war soared and the ranking soared, like a rising day, crushing all obstacles and jumped up and directly reached the second place.

Silent!

For a moment, the people who were still noisy became silent and looked at the list of splits. On it, Moke's name was brilliant, which squeezed the white bone young master to the third.

Dafan Temple, Moke!

At this moment, the name is really deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, which can be called fierce!

Boom!

Like a thunder on a sunny day, everyone exploded and talked about it, and the center of the discussion was undoubtedly the sudden rise of Moco. This place has gathered many practitioners from the emperor's star, many of whom are well-informed. Many things about Moke have gradually become known by many strong people.

This is a huge platform. As long as it can achieve outstanding results, it will attract the attention of many strong people and rise in reputation. Moreover, those who have a strong sect will also receive many rewards from the sect.

"Amitabha... My Buddha's Dafan Temple, this time there is a talent, my Buddha's mercy..."

"Brother, you are persistent. These are just empty flowers. If you are persistent, how can you prove the supreme Buddha fruit? Buddhas in the Diamond Sutra said that if you ask me in shape, you can't see the Buddha. All aspects are false. You should firmly remember that the heart is like emptiness, quiet and vast, and universal for all sentient beings..."

Originally, many strong Buddhists who had been silent now opened their mouths and spoke with joy in their words.

Where the people gathered in Dafan Temple, the elders smiled and laughed, "Reward!" Be sure to reward! Moke is really a blessing for me! The blessing of Dafan! This time, it not only helped me find the Great Fan bowl, but also achieved the second place in one fell swoop. It is really to give me the long face of Dafan, add glory to Buddhism, and wisdom. In the future, Moke should be well trained as the first candidate of the abbot, understand?

"Amitabha... Elder, I very much agree with your proposal, but to determine the first candidate of the abbot, three elders still need to be discussed by the Presbyterian Association, you see..."

"Well..... I'm confused! In this way, after the righteous and evil fighting method of Cangman Mountain, I will return to Dafan, and I propose to settle this matter! Dafan Boyu has been found, and there is a talented disciple like Moke. I, Dafan, am looking forward to it!" The elder smiled and responded.

In the area where Confucianism gathered, countless strong people have black faces, especially one of them, an old man in a moon-white Confucian robe, with a gloomy face, revealing a terrible air machine.

At this moment, an old man with a high crown and strange clothes stepped forward and said leisurely, "Ha ha... Yunyu, your disciple is also good, but unfortunately, if you lose, you will lose after all! But don't worry, if my disciple Jin Rilie meets the little monk, he will definitely defeat him and save the face of my Confucianism.

"Hmm! Xuanyuan, this is the place of my Wanyang Academy. Please leave as soon as possible!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said angrily.

It is still lukewarm. The old man smiled and said, "Yun Bo, you are still so angry. If you can't calm down your heart, how can you study the way of sages and how can you figure out the true essence of righteousness? No wonder you can't break through.

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On Cangmang Mountain, two figures are sitting around at this time. Obviously, they are just sitting still, but give people a feeling of jumping in infinite space, constantly changing, and it is difficult to capture the feeling of shape. One of these two bodies exudes a pure and comfortable atmosphere, while the other is demonic and awe-inspiring.

"Wu Laodao, this little monk named Moke, I'm afraid that he will soon surpass the original Tiangan and become the first in the list of distraction. Although he is separated by the breath of the Temple of War, I can vaguely feel that this son is very extraordinary!" The demonic body opened to the sky, giving people an extremely evil feeling.

"Hmm! Old demon, don't chop. I'll ask you again, do you know that bloodshed?

"I don't know, but this little guy is very excellent. I have the mind and want to accept him as a disciple. Unfortunately, he should practice the magic blood nerve and modify the magic power of my demon clan. It's a little late..."

He was obviously very dissatisfied with such an answer and continued to wonder, "reasonally, there has never been a problem with the Temple of War, but the blood is a little too perverted, isn't it? Such strength is too unbelievable..."

"Hey hey..... Wu Laodao, this is your fault. Fighting between good and evil, death and injury are inevitable. In those years, Xiao Yuesheng killed my demon clan. How many geniuses did the demon clan have? Now that we have a genius, are you suspicious? That's ridiculous!"

"Xiao Yuesheng has the best treasure, the infinite wheel, and has many killers. He has won the collection of Tianxian Cave. This blood is just a nameless cultivation!"

The two argued a few words, didn't say much, and continued to observe.

These two people are the demon clan, Taoist sects, and the two great immortal ancestors. At this time, they are responsible for operating the fierce demon array to ensure the fairness of the fight. However, the Temple of War is empty and is also a fairy weapon. Even they can only vaguely sense and can't clearly capture everything in it.

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