Chapter 484 Thor Strike

There is a famous saying in the wilderness, which clearly explains everything. It is called that the saint is immortal, and the thief does not stop, because the saint achieves mixed Taoist fruits and absorbs a large amount of original power, but can reconcile yin and yang without leaking any breath. He is the biggest bullying thief. The more amazing a genius is, the more likely it is to become a saint. Once this kind of character survives the disaster, how can he get through it at will?

Of course, it is rumored that the ancestor of Hongjun has set rules and corresponding to the realm. Although the disaster of the real genius is terrible, it is still limited. It just follows the original intention of the way of heaven, go to 49, and escape one of them. Everything has a trace of life and will not be completely destroyed.

The disaster cloud that has soared ten times is brewing, emitting extreme power, full of endless masculinity. Suddenly, in the rolling dark clouds, a famous figure in armor appeared, surrounded by dark thunder, holding weapons, or wolf tooth swords, or serrated knives, or skeleton sticks, or It's sickle, spear, and even mourning sticks, ropes, hooks... Thousands of weapons are ferocious, like evil spirits in hell.

However, these humanoid evil spirits do not smell like ghosts at all. On the contrary, they are violent and masculine, like thunders of destruction!

"Humanoid Thunder! This is amazing! This kind of situation is not often seen when the mythical beasts cross the disaster!"

"God! Look, there are still changes!"

The crowd from afar exclaimed in horror, and the seventh princess clenched her fists and silently prayed for Moko. At this moment, the seventh princess was also uneasy. The thunderstorm became more and more terrible. With the same difficulty, the golden wind and the soldiers solved the disaster, one by one was more horrible, and the humanoid thunder claimed to kill the thunderstorm suddenly appeared so many times, which was simply trembling and difficult to calm down.

At this moment, Penglai, the abbot and the two fairy islands suddenly shook, and the figures were transmitted one by one, as if the fairy meeting was coming to an end. As soon as countless practitioners appeared, they keenly felt a great terror. Looking around, they suddenly found that everyone was watching a place, as if someone was going through the disaster.

"Sw......"

Suddenly, countless figures came quickly and wanted to watch it.

At this moment, outside Penglai Fairy Island, a figure appeared. The golden armored golden stick was powerful and domineering. He was an unruly teenager. This person was none other than Xiao Jin.

As soon as Xiao Jin appeared here, he immediately grinned, and then suddenly became happy and felt a connection in his blood.

"Brother! It's the big brother!"

Without hesitation, following this blood connection, Xiao Jin suddenly stepped on his feet, and there was a smell of shrinking an inch, as fast as lightning, towards the horrible cloud. His speed was amazing, and two dazzling golden rays were shot in his eyes. His eyes were golden, and his eyes locked on a person in an instant. He stood calmly under the terrible cloud. It was Moko!

In the vast dark thunder cloud, countless humanoid thunder soldiers stand, surrounded by a dazzling thunder body. This is a tall thunder god, stepping on dark clouds, wearing lightning robes, wearing five crowns, majestic photography, and reigning the world. All thunder is under his command, and the spirit of killing exists for him. Opening your eyes is a million thunderbolt shining, as if all the thunder and lightning of the world are hidden in a pair of eyes.

Great horror!

Although this Thor is only condensed and evolved by thunder, it obviously contains some kind of idea. As soon as it appears, it immediately emits a great horror and creepy atmosphere. It seems that it only needs to raise its hand to land endless thunder, kill everything and destroy everything.

Boom!

Like an emperor inspecting the world, this Thor's eyes instantly locked Moko. As soon as he raised his hand, countless human-shaped soldiers turned into thunder fell into his palm. In an instant, a bright thunder spear appeared, all of which was a kind of thunder inscription, full of sharp, domineering and masculinity. Breath.

"Stab!"

There was no emotional fluctuation at all. This thunder god stepped on the cloud and suddenly threw it. The bright thunder spear immediately flew through and flew out. It cracked like a cannon and resounded, emitting into the air. It was loud and shocking, and there was a supreme power that penetrated through the soul.

"Tathagata!"

With a solemn face, Moke clearly felt the strength of the thunder spear. He shouted, his hands suddenly moved and urged him with all his strength. Suddenly, he formed a terrible Buddha's seal, and his whole body rippled with the true nature. The whole popularity soared, as if he had turned into an infinite Buddha overlooking all sentient beings. The Buddha's palm contained infinite power. One coverage can capture the heavens and destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Rumble..."

The huge noise was deafening, and many onlookers' mouths overflowed with blood from the corners of the practitioners during the disaster period. The impact just now was really too fierce. Moke was submerged again, and the endless Buddha's light and thunderous spirit shook, and there was a mixture of light everywhere, which simply had the smell of reversing the universe and reshaping the world.

Many people present have seen the powerful thunderstorm, but like Moke, there is a thunder god in the thunderstorm, which is still unique. It can be seen how much Moke's genius has reached.

The sharp pain all over his body, Moke's blood rolled violently. Under the blow of the Buddha's seal just now, it was almost comparable to the blow of Thor's spear and turned into a fierce explosion, much more fierce than the previous attack. Taking a deep breath, Moke released the vast three-life Buddha power, which blocked the wild energy aftershocks.

"Little bald head, little bald head, are you all right?" The seventh princess anxiously made a spiritual call and expressed her concern.

"Amitabha, the seventh princess, the little monk is very good." Moko's blood rolled and responded.

Shock!

Looking at this scene in front of us, not to mention the ordinary practitioners during the disaster period, even the strong men of some big forces are also shocked and difficult to attach. The invincible Buddha seal just now, the supreme arrogance and power, is simply amazing. How could it be issued by a little monk at the peak of Wang Buddha? If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard for everyone to believe!

This power, even some immortals sigh that they are inferior and will be severely damaged. And all this was actually sent by a Buddha disciple at the peak of Wang Buddha?

The horrible explosion is rolling. In the faintly, you can see the center of the explosion. A figure is still standing. Countless practitioners of conceited geniuses present sighed. Only then did they know what a frog in the well he is, and Ye Lang is arrogant.

"It's so fierce!"

At this moment, three words appeared in almost everyone's hearts, staring at the spot and watching the next changes.

"Big brother! I'm Xiao Jin! Hahahaha..... Brother, come on, get through the thunderstorm quickly. You and my brother will meet!" Stepping on the void, Xiao Jin laughed like thunder.

"Xiao Jin! Amitabha, okay, wait a moment, wait for the eldest brother to break the disaster, and you and I will meet!"

Feed a kind of blood connection, Moke also found Xiao Jin, nodded and responded.

Xiaojin stepped on the void, and his mood was very turbulent. If it hadn't been for the outsiders to get involved in the disaster, he would have come forward to help. At the same time, Xiao Jin was extremely happy that his eldest brother was so powerful, which was really unexpected.

"Xiao Jin, this little friend of Buddhism, is the eldest brother you have been thinking about and want to ask the forbidden third ancestor to rescue him?" An extremely old voice came, and an old man appeared beside Xiao Jin.

This old man is very kind and thin, with a ravines on his face. However, a pair of eyes are as dazzling as a golden lamp, wearing a thick cloth coat, and there is a faint breath of life and death flowing on his body, withered and changing rapidly.