Chapter 511 Hongjun!

If you make a mistake, you will lose the whole game. The extremely evil Taoist is like this. He is preconceived. He thought that this golden thunder penalty was aimed at him. He resisted desperately for a long time before he found that he had made a mistake. However, his initiative to provoke the thunder penalty also attracted the anger of the thunder penalty. Only by quickly escaping can he get out of the extremely dangerous situation.

Because it is not the real trigger of the thunder penalty, the extremely evil Taoist will not chase it, but will still roar and brewing, full of a horrible atmosphere of killing everything and destroying everything.

"Rumble..."

After three breaths, a loud noise, a golden thunderbolt hanging upside down like a waterfall, attacked and killed again, covering one by one, and Moke has been completely covered. At this time, Moke was in the mountains and rivers, and outside it, the snow-white jade still rotated and shot out a snow-white cover to protect it.

Because it was too urgent, when the extremely evil Taoist ran away for his own safety, he had no time to put away the snow-white jade and leave it in place.

The next moment, accompanied by the loud noise, the golden thunder punishment collided with the snow-white jade, and the whole snow-white jade suddenly bloomed with hundreds of millions of clear light. This clear light is full of a kind of mystery, dignity, supreme, greatness, and a kind of majesty of eternal vicissitudes.

"buzz..."

The huge golden thunder punishment shook, as if it had spirituality at this moment. It trembled together. Then, it collapsed and turned into golden villains. His eyebrows were clear, all of which were golden armor, three feet and three inches long. It shrieked and shrieved into the clear light and disappeared.

In the void, the vast golden thunder punishment collapsed, and the endless golden armor little man flew out, all integrated into the clear light, as if the sea was full of rivers. As the golden thunder punishment disappeared, a dark cloud appeared in the place. Although it was still huge, compared with the horrible thunder punishment just now, it was a small witch.

Blooming with hundreds of millions of clear light, the whole snow-white jade became more and more brilliant, suddenly rose into the air, spinning around outside the mountains and rivers, making a sound of joy. At the same time, the infinite golden villain is still blending, making it more and more extraordinary, with snow-white feather-like texture on the surface, and a large area of sacred The mysterious light rises, bright, pure, dazzling, and has the illusion of feathering and soaring.

After a breath, this vision disappeared in vain, and the infinite golden little man was absorbed, and the snow-white jade became more and more brilliant. In a faint time, Moke felt that it seemed to have a mysterious change. Feeling the fluctuation of joy from snow-white jade, Moke tried to project a sense of Buddha's knowledge.

"Hum..."

The next moment, this Buddha's knowledge was suddenly wrapped, pulled by a mysterious force, and suddenly imprinted in it, leaving a mysterious feeling and connection. Moke is very familiar with this feeling, but it is the feeling of being recognized and refining the spiritual treasure.

However, this kind of refining is relatively shallow, not a blood fusion and a complete refining.

With a certain connection with this snow-white jade, Moke's heart was shocked, and a vast and supreme breath fluctuated out. It was a clear light, without his command and interference at all. It suddenly appeared in his mind. The next moment, a kind of eternal vicissitudes, free and easy voice resounded.

"The high-lying nine-fold cloud, the futon is true. Outside the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth, I will be in charge of the religion. Pangu is born in Taiji, with two instruments and four elephants. One pass on three friends, two teaching to explain the score. The leader of Xuanmen is Hongjun.

With this sound, the snow-white jade was extremely bright, and disappeared into the Buddha country in Moke's body. It seemed to have some sense. Suddenly, it suspended under the bodhi tree. Three thousand bodhisattvas shook and resounded. With the Zen singing of the Buddha's voice, it suddenly bloomed thousands of clear light, shining on Moko's 480 million Buddha country.

Refreshing! Comfortable! Huiguang suddenly appeared!

The thousands of clear lights shone, and Moko suddenly swallowed a ginseng fruit, with 480 million pores all over his body, which was unspeakable. At the same time, he felt that he seemed to be bathed in the source of the road, and the magic secret method he knew seemed to be more and more transparent.

Under the thousands of clear light, the snow-white jade is becoming more and more brilliant, and the mysterious textures on it appear, no longer the traces of snow-white feathers, but more beautiful, full of a natural atmosphere of Taoism, which makes people deeply indulge in it, as if they can understand the mystery of the supreme way.

"The high lying nine clouds, the futon is the truth. Outside the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth, I will be in charge of the master..."

At the moment when the sound sounded, Moke was deeply shocked. He couldn't believe his ears. Even the dark clouds landed, and he was also in this shock. He just stood in the mountains and rivers, allowing Linger to urge Lingbao to block the thunder.

"Rumble..."

A huge noise swept over, and a huge black thunderstorm landed. Among them, a terrible evil wind came, which was a terrible chaotic creation thunder disaster. Once crossed, you can get a trace of chaotic creation aura, which will be used as the foundation to give birth to hundreds of millions of creatures in your own Buddhist country or small world, and further strengthen your strength.

The mountains and rivers rippled, and the road thunderstorm landed on it, but it was like the wind blowing the window lattice and the rain beating the banana. It could not shake it at all. The power of the best spiritual treasure was revealed.

However, Moke didn't care about this at this time. His heart was deeply shocked by those words, and then contacted the bright snow-white jade, a name that could shock all the creatures of the flood and famine appeared in his mind. Although it was only two words, it was heavy and simply unbearable. Tao.

Hongjun!

It is said that Moke is an old antique who has practiced endless years, Daluo Jinxian, pseudo-saint, and even stronger practitioners. In the face of this name, they have to put away all their arrogance and show absolute awe, because the meaning of this name is really too great!

If Pangu God can become the father god of all sentient beings, open the heavens and the earth, and give birth to all living beings. Then, there is also a figure, who is superior and detached from things, so that saints will worship. This figure is Hongjun, the supreme saint's teacher who preached the flood and famine outside the 33rd floor of the sky and teaches all sentient beings!

Among other things, it can be seen how extraordinary it is to pass down the seven Hongmeng purple spirit, making Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, and other seven people have achieved mixed Taoist fruits and ranked as saints. Later, it was even more in line with the road. From then on, there was no grand in the world, only the road. No one could figure out the big secret in it. However, its rumors can be called a real legend and supreme legend!