Chapter 581 Guardian Jianmu

The sword was defeated without stopping. It spewed out a mouthful of blood and retreated violently. After Moke sent out the palm just now, he seemed to have grasped something. The whole person fell into a kind of meditation, but the bright Buddha light scattered all over his body became more and more vast.

With a turn of mind, this bright Buddha light was completely closed and filled with Moke's vast Buddha country, which made hundreds of millions of creatures happy and reached a realm of great joy, great peace and great purity, and there was no trouble at all.

"King Kong three broken, so it is..." With a trace of joy on his face, Moke whispered to himself.

Just in the battle, Moke understood a mysterious method, and his grasp of his own strength reached the point of lifting weights lightly and reaching the top. Moreover, not only its own power, but also the natural Buddha light can be completely restrained without any damage.

At this moment, Moke knew that he had really reached the point. He was no longer just a powerful force, but became more and more skillful.

And before Moke could figure out this mystery, another streamer flew rapidly in the distance. In the blink of an eye, he had come to the front. He was a young man like an elegant poet, with white clothes and snow, rich gods and jade, holding an ancient dark green book in his hand, elegant and calm.

"Ancient Buddha..."

He looked at Moke in fear, and then the young man's eyelids jumped wildly. At this time, Moke was like blood shining all over his body. In this situation, there was only one situation. He was pregnant with the treasure of the five treasures! However, the young man obviously had some self-knowledge, forced his eyes away, stared at the Jianmu seedlings rooted in the chaotic Yuanling ball, and could no longer move.

"Amitabha... Lord, this is a treasure found by the poor monk. Please leave!" With his hands together, Moko issued an eviction order.

The young man in front of him gives people an unfathomable feeling, but Moko instinctively feels that the other party does not seem to be an old antique with extremely strong strength, and his strength should be in the realm of golden immortals.

"Master Hua, take a risk! Worth it! Absolutely worth it! As long as I devour that small tree, I will definitely recover from the source and feel the earth emperor's book that is of the same origin as me. At that time, I will merge with the earth emperor's book, and you will be qualified to truly cross the flood! In an instant, Yanluo cooperated with the sad autumn. If you don't use it at this time, when will you wait? A strange fluctuation came from the dark green books in the hands of young people.

His eyes flashed thousands of times in an instant. The young master Hua gritted his teeth fiercely, with an unharmed expression on his face, and smiled at Moke, "This monk, I accidentally passed by here. Since you have said something, I'll leave."

As he spoke, Master Hua suddenly smiled strangely, and a basket of dream smoke flew out. In an instant, it permeated all directions and suddenly enveloped Moke.

Insidious! It's too sinister!

Unprepared, Moke suddenly fell into a dreamland, as if he was trapped in an infinite world. The rivers and mountains were picturesque, the universe was beautiful, the smoke and rain were hazy, and everything was like a dream.

Booming...

Just fell into this dreamlike fantasy, a loud noise appeared, as if the sky was really going to collapse. Ghosts in the void cried and howled, and pieces of blood rain fell down. On each piece of blood rain, there appeared joys and sorrows, bitterness and sorrows, worries about life and death, golden horses, the rise and fall of thousands of thousands of years. A sad feeling of spring and autumn.

In an instant, the moment when the dreamy smoke was displayed and enveloped Moke, Master Hua suddenly threw it, and the dark green books in his hand suddenly roared into the jade room. The goal was to absorb the wooden seedlings of the chaotic Yuanlingzhu.

"Sneer!"

The seedlings of Jianmu shook, and a bright green light the size of a nail cap flew out. Suddenly, they collided with the dark green book. I don't know what was so powerful that they suddenly pierced a hole in the book.

"Oh... It is it! It is it! It's its breath, impossible! Impossible!"

The dark green book trembled, and a face appeared on its cover in vain. It looked like a ferocious old man, wailing and chirping, like a meteor carrying a long tail and flying back to Master Hua.

"Escape! Master Hua, hurry up!" Above the book, the old man's face trembled slightly.

"Amitabha... Infinite light, infinite longevity, infinite great self-reliance..." At this time, the smoke that evolved into a dream world shook violently, and a clear and firm voice came from it. As for the owner, it was naturally Moke.

"The canopy!"

The next moment, the dream world collapsed and completely turned into nothingness. Moke stepped out firmly, holding a bone flute in his palm, which was wrapped with sadness and sorrow, and at the same time rippled with a tragic will, iron and blood. On this flute, three big words are engraved, sad autumn.

Reaching out his hand, Moke said indifferently, "Amitabha, donor, as a punishment, this flute was taken away by the poor monk."

At this moment, in the eyes of the young master Hua, Moke is simply full of infinite mysteries, as vast as a sea of smoke. He seems to be a compassionate Buddhist strongman and a horrible demon.

"Escape! Let's escape first!"

He didn't care about the sadness of his most important treasure, and ignored the destruction of his own moment. Master Hua's body suddenly turned into a rapid white light and disappeared. At the same time, this person has a kind of evil spirit in his heart...

Kkakaka.......

The seedlings of Jianmu vibrate, absorbing the essence of the chaotic spirit beads, becoming more and more green, and a mysterious and noble charm emerges on it. With the feeling between each other, Moke can feel that it is rapidly becoming stronger and transforming...

The chaotic Yuanlingzhu obviously has a strong spirituality, and it contains the power of terror. Under such a movement, only a moment later, it attracted two people again.

Two people, four people, six people, seven people...

After more than half an hour, the void beside Moke has gathered seven people, all of whom are of golden immortal-level strength, especially one of them, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, body like a sword, straight and upright, powerful and independent, and there is a leadership temperament between his hands and feet.

"Gentlemen, five treasures! It's worth a try. Even if he is an ancient Buddha, seven of us may not be able to resist our cooperation!"

"Kill!"

The so-called death for money, birds for food, as good as golden immortals, and also have greed. Under the ** of the five treasures, the seven people reached a temporary alliance to advance and retreat, looking at each other and taking action together, with great momentum.

"Five thunderbolt!"

"Great Destroy God, kill me!"

"A blow from the wind and thunder!"

Which one can become a golden fairy is the weak? These seven people took action together, and for a moment, the momentum was turbulent and horrible, especially the leading man, whose body shot out 9999 sharp sword lights at the same time, forming a huge sword field in an instant.

In the sword field, a mouthful of long sword is stabbing, chopping, and killing. Every swordsmanship is mysterious and unparalleled, either sad and lingering, or fierce bully, elegant and dexterous, or forwardless. These countless flying swords were intertwined with each other, turned into a sword domain, and strangled towards Moko.

The seven golden immortals each used their killer mace and took action towards themselves.

"Call for the wind and rain, sprinkle beans and become soldiers!"

With a kind of solemnness on his face, Moke's body was full of three Buddha lights, and the terrible wind sounded, and dense raindrops the size of red and golden dragon eyes fell and swept all directions. At the same time, in the wind and rain, golden Buddhas appeared one by one, each wrapped in a group of glazed light, reciting scriptures, like a torrent, impacting everywhere.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

In one move, the seven golden immortals all retreated. Except for the leading man who was not injured, the other six people were traumatized.

So, under Moke's power, the golden immortal strong man, who had been coveted, had no choice but to escape and had no idea of competing for foreign treasures. The place of exile is huge, and the rare treasure is more than this place. In order to get the strange treasure, if you lose your life here, isn't it very worth it?

Three hours have passed, and the chaotic Yuanling beads are still shaking violently, emitting strong fluctuations. Although the place of exile is extremely large, it can be deliberately spread by some people, and there are also powerful fluctuations. Finally, the first powerful Luo Jinxian strong man heard the news and rushed to the place where Moke is located.

The three strong golden immortals, namely demons, demons and scattered cultivation, are watching from a distance. At this moment, in the void, Moke is confronting a powerful golden fairy with an immortal atmosphere.

This confrontational Luo Jinxian is a gorgeous old man, with a pair of snow-white long eyebrows, a snow-white beard, and a jade crown on his head. He seems to be a fairy, a longevity star, and an unrivaled Confucian, giving people a feeling of immortality. This form is most in line with the understanding of the old immortals in the world.

The old man held a feather fan in his hand, which seemed to be caused by the feathers of the white crane. He was looking at Moke with great interest and smiling without saying a word.

"Amitabha... Lord, this place was found by the poor monk, and the little tree belongs to me, please leave, how about it? Feeling the vast and horrible breath of the old man, Moke's face was solemn and he slowly opened his mouth.

Although Moke is very conceited, others can practice to reach Daluo Jinxian, which one has no interest?

did not answer Moke directly. The old man stared at Moke. After a while, he smiled and stroked his white beard and said, "Moke, you have been looking forward to your name for a long time. When I see you today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Hearing this, Moko was stunned and had a bad mood in his heart. He said doubtfully, "Amitabha, benefactor, what are you talking about?"

"Hahahaha....... Moke Xiaoyou, maybe you don't know yet? Duan Murui, the great military division of the Father's religion, has achieved Daluo Jinxian and received an order, and he issued a message that once someone can kill you, you will get great benefits! This message is only spread among a few people, and the old snow locust is lucky to know it, and he has seen your image, so he can recognize you. The old man Xue Huai laughed and was very proud.

"So it is..." Moko was silent and understood.

The corners of his mouth raised a faint arc, and Xue Huai said leisurely, "However, the old man respects the geniuses the most, Moke little friend, if you give me one of the treasures of the five treasures, I will not say anything. Otherwise, once the news is delivered, you will know the result..."