Chapter 462 Group Attack

Like locusts, wave after wave after wave. Shortly after these a dozen people escaped, several people came to see Moke standing still calmly, and did not dare to act rashly. They simply hid aside and watched the change. There was a huge auspicious cloud floating overhead, and Moke repeatedly thought about the fist of wisdom, and there were many more feelings in his heart.

Moke ignored these hidden practitioners and felt himself.

"Rumble..."

Many hidden practitioners secretly reached an agreement and jointly took action again. With great momentum, they attacked Moke and wanted to seize the auspicious clouds above their heads.

"Amitabha..."

Moke's fists are phantom, like a clear spring flowing, like antelope hanging horns, sometimes like a dragon wandering, sometimes like a dreamlike, with a hole light blooming on his fist, one punch, there is a kind of power to turn decay into magic, once again blocking everyone's attack, and even sending a counterattack, making everyone spit blood and regress, difficult to resist .

Time flows slowly. One day, two days, three days, more and more practitioners gathered. Moke himself did not know how many times he had experienced battles. During this period, he encountered powerful existence several times, with amazing secret methods and powerful weapons. However, they were all defeated by Moke and vomited blood.

The auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and many practitioners did not know what was going on and were still looking for immortality in Yingzhou Fairy Island. Moreover, there are still many self-aknowledge who have no choice but to wade the muddy water at all. They rationally choose to give up and continue to look for immortality.

Of course, most practitioners still choose to go there to get the auspicious clouds and God's will.

In this situation, Moke and five others are bad. Although they have got the opportunity, they have also become the target of public criticism. They should always be vigilant against the attack and killing of everyone.

Like the undefeated God of War, the Buddha King Kong, Moke's wisdom fist is becoming more and more magical. With each punch, the momentum is unpredictable, the hole is thorough, and innately invincible. However, Moke also knows that this is because he has not met a real evil genius.

With the passage of time, Moke took countless practitioners as grinding stones, feeling and verifying step by step, and understanding the fist of wisdom more and more deeply. However, Moke never killed him, but only hit the enemy who killed him hard. His reputation gradually passed on. Many practitioners knew his strong strength and did not dare to touch his edge easily.

Seven days later, the four geniuses with auspicious clouds also encountered countless sieges, attacks and killings. The speed of moving forward was greatly slowed down, and the continuous fighting were all injured. Especially when the scholar fought with the existence of the backbone and the bone-bearing sword, although he successfully killed him, he was severely damaged and sometimes bled.

Not getting Xiangyun does not mean that the strength is weak, but the luck may not be enough. There are many geniuses who dare to come here, all of whom have some anti-sky killers.

Among the five people, only Moke has always maintained a posture of pushing in all directions. Once the fist of wisdom comes out, no one can compete. Coupled with his strong and messy body, many magical secrets of Buddhism, Moke is extremely fierce, which has hit hundreds of practitioners, among which there are many practitioners who have crossed the peak of the disaster.

Even so, it is not enough to deter all the enemies. Some powerful geniuses joined hands again to launch a fierce attack on Moco.

A blow to destroy the sky!"

A bronze armored man shouted, holding a huge square painting halberd, and the halberd blade rushed out to kill, accompanied by blood awns, murderous and ferocious, and a thousand-foot-long sharp light spewed out, destroying and rotting, rushing to Moke.

"Ten arrows shoot the sun!"

A man with black hair like a waterfall shouted wildly, holding a dragon bow and shooting arrows again and again. Each arrow was a bright long rainbow, shining in all directions, emitting horrible fluctuations, making people's hearts tremble.

"Exterminate the hand!"

A man in dark gloves shouted, and his huge palm was soaring, with a smell of everything in the starry sky. In fact, in the later period of the disaster, he was likely to be a fairy, a golden fairy, and even a stronger golden fairy.

"Wangla....."

A long green rainbow flew in. It was a three-inch jasper spear, which was warm and crystal clear, bright, flawless and very beautiful. Among them, there was a great horror of killing. At first glance, it was a great weapon. At this time, it killed Moke fiercely.

The red light is in the sky, and the sound is terrible. It is 18 red lights flying, whining, surrounded by a large area of glow, the breath is amazing, and there is a smell of a wild beast, which is frightening. This red feather sprays thin red light, like a volcanic eruption, and the red glow is like magma rolling all over the sky. The hot energy erupts, which is very terrible.

At this point, all the practitioners who take action are all geniuses with incomparable self-confidence and powerful means. In the face of all this, Moke was very calm. The fist of wisdom hit again, like an eagle fighting in the long sky, like willow catkins. Each punch penetrated a mystery and cleverly defeated the opponent's offensive.

This is a fight, and it is also a grinding. For Moke's deeper understanding of the fist of wisdom, he has great benefits, and he is not tired of it.

"Rumble.....

This is an extremely horrible battle, with a loud noise and violent energy sweeping everywhere. In the end, Moke's strong force overwhelmed everyone and hit several people with the fist of wisdom again.

"Stab!"

A cold and faint sharpness appeared and directly hit Moko's back heart. It was stable and accurate, fierce and fierce. This was a green spear, gorgeous and amazing. It broke out when it was close to Moko. It was murderous and boneless, and formed a terrorist field. In an instant, Moke saw the picture of corpses and blood on the ground, endless creatures. It's all destroyed and unbearable.

This is a big killer, and the scene Moko just saw is likely to have existed.

"Amitabha..."

seemed to be uncertain. Moke's body rotated cleverly, his toes were spinning, and his body was slightly swallowed, and he had already punched out. This punch was majestic, powerful, like a rainbow, containing the light that penetrated everything.

"The canopy!"

Under a punch, the murderous spirit surrounding the green spear collapsed, and Moke's fist hit it with a bang, and then suddenly turned his fist into a palm, cleverly slipping around the palm of Sansheng Buddha's power. He had captured the green spear fiercely and rushed vigorously to grab it in his hand.

"Woo-woo..."

The green spear shook and let out a penetrating roar, while Moke did not move, and the palm of his hand suddenly bloomed with a great general Zen light, suddenly shot into it, and began to force it.

After a breath, the green spear emitted a lot of black gas, and a dragon and snake-like shadow appeared on it. It kowtowed to Moke repeatedly, ups and down, and was forcibly transformed by the great general Zen light.

"Ah!"

With a scream, a figure appeared in the distance. He was a cold man with blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth. It was the owner of the green spear. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos and fish in troubled waters, but he didn't expect that Moke was so fierce that he could steal chickens.

"Amitabha, this green spear has created too many sins, and the poor monk has collected it for you." With his hands together, Moko said calmly.

After a look with hatred, the cold man quickly ran away. Moko's strength was so horrible that it gave him a sense of oppression that he wanted to suffocate.

From beginning to end, the seven princesses were watching from afar, with a sweet and smiling face, like a little wife, watching her husband. Similarly, there was a young man in black robe watching in the distance. He sat on a pile of rocks and was shrouded in a hazy golden flame. Although he could not see it, a pair of eyes twinkled with deep cold light, like an unfathomable abyss.

Although it was far away, it seemed to really see a scene in the distance, and made a night owl-like sneer. Buddha demon is incompatible, little bald donkey, you are very unfortunate. If you meet this demon, enjoy the rest of your life..."

After saying this, the man in black robe roared in pain and seemed to be suffering from some terrible suffering.

If someone can see through this hazy golden flame at this moment, they can be surprised to find that on the head of the black-robed man, there is a strange tree growing, slightly rippling, rooted in the top of his head, and constantly absorbing something.