Chapter 609 Mysterious Voice

A subtle feeling came to his mind. Moke felt that he seemed to have incarnated hundreds of millions, with heaven and earth, following that kind call, an idea flashed, and instantly had a feeling of penetrating hundreds of millions of voids, and had come to a mysterious void area.

This is a chaotic void of sky blue, and I don't know how big it is. There are illusory chains of order everywhere, extending into the deepest part of the void. Outside this void, there is a rotten and dilapidated atmosphere everywhere, and an extremely annoying voice resounds, as if it were a roar in the womb. This roar is extremely crazy, purely a voice that leads to madness caused by irritability and despair, full of endless despair and intense.

Almost hearing this roar, Moke's heart was stunned, instantly thinking of some of the top secrets in Xiaojin's inherited memory.

It is rumored that there is a great disaster in heaven and earth. Once in hundreds of millions of years, it is called the five declines of heaven and man, which makes heaven and earth fail, and all sentient beings fall. Then, the flood will slowly return to life again, and the five decline of heaven and man will generally give birth for thousands of years to really begin. The precursor is this sad roar in the dead.

What is this place? Why are there signs before the beginning of the five declines? Moreover, it seems that the power of heaven and man is slowly penetrating this blue chaotic void.

It didn't give Moke much time to think. In front of him, a huge bright mass of light as big as a planet suddenly appeared, shining with dreamy brilliance, full of a supreme and noble breath. Moke had never felt this breath. As strong as him, it actually gave birth to a drop in the sea. The feeling of being humble.

Moke's heart beats wildly. This breath seems to be more noble than the breath of a saint, with a charm of the road.

There is also a Tao on the road of heaven, which is a road. It is rumored that this road is the transformation of the own way of the Pangu god. It is supreme and has been given the responsibility of guarding the flood and famine. Even if it is a saint who marks the heaven with his soul, it is nothing in front of the road.

This bright light mass as big as a planet actually has the charm of the road!

"Predestined person... I didn't expect you to become the heart of heaven... The twelve gods and demons are about to transform, and the decline of heaven and man is getting stronger and stronger. Fortunately, your appearance has brought a glimmer of hope to many creatures in the wilderness.

At this moment, the bright light mass made a huge sound, pure, grand and magnificent.

"Amitabha... Senior, I don't know who you are? What is this place? Did the donor just take action to help the little monk's strength rise? As soon as his face changed, Mo Keqiang calmed down.

"Buddha disciples... Predestined person, you have received the inheritance of Amitabha Buddha, and you have his breath. You don't have to know where this is. Just now, I just stimulated the power belonging to the heart of heaven, making your own strength comparable to your own realm. However, you are still too weak and weak, about the power in the middle period of the pseudo-sa saint. Heaven can't be revealed. Nowadays, I am no longer me. Although the rules of heaven are my rule, I can't violate it. I can only give you some advice. If you want to know the secrets of the flood and famine, there is only one way to pass my test!"

did not answer Moke directly. The voice was not slow and full of mystery. However, the message leaked in this phrase made Moke terr for nothing. How can you be the descendant of Amitabha? Is the owner of this voice really the ruler of Tiandao? He actually claimed to have formulated the rules of Tiandao.

With full of suspicion and shock, Moke put his hands together and saluted again, "Amitabha, senior, the little monk is stupid, please give me some advice."

"The predestined person, since you have cultivated your heart, your heart is naturally pure and good. If you go to the underworld, I will give you a chaotic spirit and help you. The suppression of the 18th floor of hell has been taken away and completed the master of the twelve capital gods and demons, if you can get the recognition of the 18th floor of hell and completely refine it, and The fusion of Buddhism can form a real and independent chaotic small world, between the flooded world and the chaotic void. Coupled with the small trees in your body, it is a little hopeful and worth my risk. All sentient beings think that the 18th floor of hell is a supreme demon earth ghost, and the interior is vast and boundless, but who knows that his original core is the same as the original flood and famine..."

"Amitabha... Seniors, the twelve gods and demons are rumored to be the most terrible ultimate killer of the witch clan. They can turn into Pangu's real body and have the ability to compete with saints. I don't know if it is true? Which side does it belong to? At the beginning, the little monk once vaguely felt twelve breaths in the Father's religion, which was simply more horrible than the pseudo-saint.

"It can't be said, it can't be said that the secret cannot be leaked. Little guy, you have to work hard to go to the underworld quickly and get the recognition and refining of its origin before the 18th floor of hell full-scale riot. Only in this way can you be qualified to know these many secrets. This time, the five declines of heaven and man are different from the past. It is a sign of infinite disaster. The whole flood and famine creatures are in a great crisis. At the moment you cultivate the heavenly heart, you have gained some recognition, and the life and death of the flood and famine have an inseparable relationship with you.

Moke communicated with this mysterious voice, and his heart became heavier and heavier. With the help of this mysterious man, his strength simply advanced by leaps and bounds. He did not know how many times, but he still felt too weak. The strength of the pseudo-saint in the middle period is comparable to that of immoral Taoists, but this kind of strength is simply a pebble to counter the disaster!

This mysterious voice vaguely pointed out some, as if it is really afraid of the rumored that the secrets cannot be leaked, and it seems to follow a balance rule in the dark. Then, in this huge bright light mass, a chaotic soil the size of a fist suddenly flew out, which contains an extremely magnificent The vast power quickly converes and becomes extremely ordinary, with a taste of returning to the original.

Holding this chaotic soil, Moke studied it carefully for a moment and found that there was a noble and inexplicable force surrounding it. He could not explore it at all. He could see the true essence. As soon as he turned his hand, he put the soil into the Buddha Kingdom.

"Amitabha... Senior, since the opportunity cannot be revealed, the little monk will no longer force it. Please send me back to the flood and familiarize myself with today's strength. Rumor has it that the underworld is extremely mysterious. I don't know if I can give some advice so that the little monk can find the way. With his hands together, Moko made a solemn request.

"The location of the underworld is not fixed, but it will definitely break out in a month at most. There will be a big riot in hell on the 18th floor. It's not difficult for you to find a way. Leave. I will always pay attention to you. Predestined people, don't let me down!"

The magnificent voice echoed, and suddenly, a great force sweeping the world appeared and suddenly acted on Moke.

In an instant, the subtle feeling reappeared. The next moment, Moke was stunned to find that he was still standing on the top of the mountain. If it hadn't been for the destructive power between his hands and feet, Moke couldn't believe it.

The activation of the heavenly heart is no longer a magnificent and supreme realm, but a kind of support that makes Moke successfully embark on another road, a road that is different from all sentient beings, but more powerful!

Standing on the top of the mountain, Moke was unable to calm down for a long time. It was not until now that he really understood a sentence. The greater the ability, the greater the pressure. Although all sentient beings in the common world have life, old age, illness and death, and many troubles, they don't have to worry about the coming decline of heaven and man. As for the terrible disaster, they don't know at all and won't worry about it.

After experiencing his own changes, Moke gradually emerged with many feelings and shocks. At this moment, his body has turned into a perfect cosmic form like the inside of the demon refining pot. 480 million acupuncture points are full of divine light, with ignorant chaos, and the situation is very terrible. The most important thing is that the massive chaotic ancient gas hoarded in Mokofo is actually absorbed, and every time Jianmu absorbs and refines new chaotic ancient gas, it is immediately absorbed again and integrated into the whole body...

One day, in an ancient chaotic void, a series of sounds were transmitted, full of a high-altitude, overlooking all sentient beings.

"It woke up... It seems that the power of heaven and man is almost unable to bear the origin of the road!"

"Sure enough, as recorded in the mysterious tablet, the sixth fruit must be based on the collapse of the origin of the road before it can converge in the 33rd floor again! This Taoist fruit is the most important Taoist fruit. If you get it, you will be the real saint king, supreme!"

"Get it! The sixth fruit must be obtained! The five declines of heaven and man are coming soon!"

"It's been so long that we are dormant here, which is not allowed by the road, and we finally see the dawn! Today's master of the road is no longer the Taoist ancestor. If we want to fight, we are afraid to wait for it to be completely destroyed. Otherwise, we will suffer a deadly counterattack and may fall!"

"The infinite disaster is both hopeless and hope. We must also speed up the refining of the original power of the five declines that day. Unfortunately, this power is too horrible..."

"Taoist friends, do we want to put out a protective policy as soon as possible for the thoughts of all sentient beings?"

"Nvwa Taoist friend, you are too benevolent. I will never die, and the fruits will not be extinguished, and all sentient beings will not be destroyed. What's the harm if the flood and famine is destroyed?"

"Without the suppression of the rules of the road, I will have no scruples. I'm afraid that some Taoist friends will have evil intentions."

"Hahahaha.... Nuwa's Taoist friend, even you, don't you really have any selfishness?

"Taoist friends, don't fight with each other. Those who raise their eyebrows and a group of ancient immortals should not be underestimated. In the first war, they hated us to the bone, and I'm afraid they will stop them in every way!"

"Hmm! The one who raised his eyebrows is powerful. As for other people, they are at the pseudo-saint level, like local chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable! However, we are now an alliance, and we must work together. The two mountain souls have been disrupting the four directions in the flood and famine over the years. What kind of father religion should not be underestimated! If it is really like what Fuxi's Taoist friends calculated, the breath of that day is likely that they have successfully refined the twelve gods and demons again!"

"The great disaster of heaven and earth, saints can't get out of it. I'll wait to let go!"

The voice gradually faded, and this ancient chaotic void became silent again. No one knew that it decided the fate of the flood and famine. One of the most important discussions about the future has been quietly carried out here.