Falling weakly, Moke's body was still strong and messy, but his soul seemed to have been severely cut, extremely weak.

The soul attack confrontation is the most dangerous. An oversight is that the soul is scattered and doomed.

At this time, Moko confirmed this statement again with his own experience. Fortunately, it seemed to be stimulated by anger. The soul bell and the yin and yang soul ball melted and turned into a simple and chaotic clock. When it rang, layers of ripples suddenly came out. With Moke as the center, the blood sword exploded into horrible blood light, which was quickly removed.

There was still a sharp pain in his soul. Moke obviously felt that he was much weaker. He hurriedly recited the soul-raising scriptures and urged the fruit of his wishes. Suddenly, a messy power of desire was absorbed and transformed, forming a rare mysterious force, moistening his soul like a clear spring. He felt better.

"Kill! The thief's baldness was severely damaged by my blood sword, and the end of the crossbow!"

Li roared, his body was like a flash of lightning, and the mahogany stick in his palm waved fiercely, and a ferocious crack appeared, in which a figure suddenly burst out, which was the black iron statue.

Her eyes were bright, like two golden lamps, and Ji Lingyue's face also showed joy. With a wave of her hand, the golden scissors flew out again, drawing a sharp golden light, like a bright rainbow, mixed with tornado-like airflows, and the terrible power pressed down by the mountains.

The situation is so fast that there is no way to dodge.

"Break! Broken! Broken!"

In the face of the two's ferocious counterattack, Moke did not panic at all and shouted, and a world-class posture appeared. His whole body crackled like firecrackers, and awe-inspiring breath emanated! This breath is an extremely pure and domineering physical force.

The Buddha's country in his body was in chaos at this time, and the aftershocks of the self-exploding blood-eye sword had not been removed. Moko could not use the three-life Buddha power, but even so, he broke out his physical strength with all his strength, which was also amazing.

The pure and powerful physical power is exploding, and 126,000 divine fires are rising in the cave. Moke's body is like an invincible oven, in which a violent and invincible power is brewing. At this moment, this power burst out!

"Fist of Wisdom!"

Lost the power of Buddha, and the power of many Buddha seals was greatly reduced. Moke simply no longer used it, but directly applied the fist of wisdom. The divine fire lingered around the fist, and the lotus step by step, and bombarded out with one punch, such as antelope hanging horns, empty, penetrating through the weaknesses of the surrounding attacks, and clever punches, and suddenly the roar was endless. With a pair of fists, Moke resisted the counterattack and quickly gained the upper hand.

"Hang Qiang..."

Like a hammer hitting iron, in an instant, Moke's fists smashed out seven punches in a row, superimposed on each other, like waves rolling, more and more turbulent, and the black iron statue was thrown fiercely, and there was no more unprecedented and unstoppable.

Temporarily solved the black iron statue, Moke stepped under his feet, wonderful to the top, right fist surrounded by bright divine fire, like thunder, towering, majestic, like a rainbow!

"Dang!"

The deafening loud sounded, and the indestructible edge of the golden dragonfly failed. Moke's right fist collided with it, but it was scratched with a faint blood stain, as strong as a congenital spiritual treasure, unable to shake his body! If this scene is seen by many geniuses in Yingzhou Fairy Island, it will be terrible and difficult to attach!

"fan tian!"

Ji Lingyue's body turned into the size of a projectile and directly threw it into the dilapidated porcelain bowl. And the porcelain bowl suddenly flipped, like the reversal of heaven and earth, and the vast black fog suddenly covered it.

"Wanla..."

Like a wave of vast tide surging through, the void of the battlefield in the sky is chaotic and unknown.

"Rumble..."

The roar sounded again, which was extremely vast, and the sound of defeating dragons and tigers again came out. This struggle continued. After ten breaths, two sad screams came out, and two streamers flew out, like a meteor falling, falling on the battlefield in the sky far away, spitting blood, and a pair of depression. The sluggish posture is exactly Li and Ji Lingyue.