Chapter 655 Buddha

The primitive door became more and more violent, and a kind of flame that crushed the heavens and destroyed everything was bursting, and the wild force of devouring was emitted, and the strange channel was emitted, acting on Hongjun's current body, the origin of the road!

"Woo-woo..."

The unique wailing of the five declines of heaven and man made people palpitate, and Moke looked at Hongjun with great concern.

"Hahaha....... No problem! Time has not come, and it can't wake up yet. What can I do? Favor the road, protect it with glory!" Hongjun laughed and looked careless.

But even so, his 3,000-foot-sized bright light was dim, and the light was swallowed away, which was more than double the speed just now. Hongjun's ancestor was a virtual shadow at this moment. His hands suddenly closed, as if holding a chicken egg, and then slowly bloomed. Suddenly, a breath of birth, origin and origin emanated.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, the source of the road represented by Hongjun has shrunk rapidly, about one-tenth less, and a ball of pure blue airflow like chicken eggs appears, and the strong source breath flows in it, changing rapidly, degenerating flowers, birds, fish and insects, the planet continent, sages and fools...

"Wang!"

Hongjun's virtual shadow flashed and was actually divided into two, which was much hazy. One step was taken and integrated into this airflow. Then, a shrouded, Moke suddenly felt that the world was changing. He seemed to be completely hidden into a small pure blue world that isolated everyone. Next to him was Hong Jun Laozu.

"Amitabha... Master, are we going to enter this primitive gate? With his hands together, Moco asked.

"Not bad." He nodded, and Hongjun's ancestor responded.

The body is still suppressed here to maintain the operation of the flooded world. Hongjun's ancestors integrated into the pure cyan airflow, with Moke, and flashed straight towards the primitive door. In fact, if it hadn't been for this very moment, the true spirit of the primitive door was in a sleeping state. Hongjun's ancestor could not do this at all, and it was already the biggest limit to separate a split to enter.

Hongjun smiled faintly, took Moke, and rushed to the primitive door.

"Rumble.....

The extremely violent power surged, with the power of heaven and earth. A pure blue airflow suddenly dispersed, like a cloud of smoke and clouds, and Moke, who was in that strange space, was shocked all over and had a feeling of being in a lonely boat, and was welcoming the most ferocious storm.

Every attack is comparable to the peak of the pseudo-holy, which is really too ferocious! With Moko's current strength, he can barely fight with the pseudo-saint period, but if he encounters the peak of pseudo-saint like the ancestor of the Styx, he is still defeated.

Fortunately, with the means of Hongjun's ancestor, Moke was also thrilling and finally broke into the mysterious primitive door of the legend.

This is a suspended meteorite belt, silent, as if it has lasted for hundreds of millions of years. A force of silence is brewing in it, full of the breath of destruction and aging. This kind of power is extremely horrible, not to mention Daluo Jinxian. Even if the pseudo-saint breaks in, it is difficult to persist for too long. Even saints need to be treated carefully and dare not be careless at all.

"Hum..."

As soon as a pure blue air mass appeared, it immediately triggered a vibration, like a drop of ink dripping into the clear water and fainted in an instant. A large area of dead power came, surging and surging, with a great momentum of immortality.

It's too dangerous!

If you are an ordinary pseudo-saint strongman, just that shock, even if you have a congenital spiritual treasure in hand, you will resist difficulties and risk falling at all times.

In the face of all this, the split of Hongjun, the saint's master, was not in a hurry. With a low shout, the whole pure cyan airflow changed and disappeared strangely again. Unexpectedly, it was completely compatible with the whole primitive door and completely integrated into it, regardless of the enemy and me.

In that strange space, Moke has a feeling that time is constantly changing in vain, like crossing an extremely long river, white clouds and dogs, ups and downs several times, as if he has experienced a dream without beginning and no end.

"Little guy, this primitive door is extremely mysterious. I can only take you to the place where Taoism is brewing. In a moment, hundreds of millions of years, the years in this primitive door are endless, completely different from the outside world, and you must use taboo skills." Hongjun's ancestral voice explained the reason.

Although he has become a heavenly heart and his will is as strong as Muni beads, Moke still feels a heavy pressure. No wonder this primitive door is extremely horrible. Without the protection of Hongjun's ancestor, I'm afraid that ordinary pseudo-saints can only struggle for a moment. Only saints can hide in it for a long time.

Like a dream bubble, Moke saw shocking pictures. He himself seemed to have turned into a long river of time, flowing rapidly, and experienced hundreds of millions of years in an instant, crossing endless areas.

In an area where the golden atmosphere is surging like the sea, a red golden crystal wall protects everything. There is a fruit floating in it, such as pink jade carving, but the size of a fist, shaped like a pink doll, which is very vivid and fragrant. The crystal clear fruit contains endless vitality. The texture of the peel is full of charm, which is simply difficult. Resist.

In a mysterious area, a domineering purple-gold crystal wall protects everything. Inside it lies a bronze coffin full of mysterious colors, carved with various copper carvings, flowing out not brilliant brilliance, bright and dark, rippling with a huge sound of praise, which seems to be the sacrificial words of the wild period.

In a chaotic and turbulent area, chaotic ancient air gushes and drooping down thousands of pillars of light, mysterious and hazy, like a long river of years flowing. In it, you can faintly see a small tree of three feet and three inches in size. The branches and stems are winding like dragons, and each leaf is different. The charm of the road is flowing like a small tripod. , Xiaozhong, immortals, mountains and rivers, white clouds, gossip... This small tree, if there are some old antiques here, will be shocked. It is the famous chaotic spiritual root of the flood and famine, Huang Zhongli, who is as famous as the built wood in the soil of Moke Buddha!

In the world of flames, countless fire crows, fire dragons, fire horses, fire unicorns, fire peng, fire tricks, and fire are strange, all surrounding an ancient fiery red altar, on which there is a skull, shining like crystal, swallowing out the terrible power of fire crows...

In a region of ayrinted sword spirit, countless horrible sword lights have formed a long river of sword spirit, killing hundreds of millions of Heng River sand. If it hadn't been for a crystal wall like a sword pattern to protect it, this infinite flying sword seemed to fly out and kill it. Everything, such a power, even a hypocrite like an immoral Taoist, can only support it for a moment, and it will be shattered.

In a bloody rain area, in the blood-colored crystal wall, there is a blood stain suspended. It is ancient and stained with the smell of historical dust. It is very ordinary, but naturally there is a unity of heaven and man, eternal, carrying the taste of all the glory in the world.

In a dark area, there are dark clouds like iron water, in which ghosts and gods are floating. All kinds of causal disasters, luck disasters, karma disasters, endlessly. Time and space shackles and chains appear in the clouds of robbery. Many instruments of torture have also appeared. There are prisons, chains and punishments. The punishment platform has all kinds of knives, whips, and river-like vermilion colors flowing, as if it were blood, extremely heavy and extremely evil.

In an area, the ghost crystal wall protects everything. Its inner yin wind gusts, ghost fire flutters, the smell of death, the rotten breath, and the mysterious breath are floating. A giant-like body lies on the ground, as ferocious as a fierce ghost, and there is constantly surging ghosts pouring into its body. Its breath makes the hypocrites tremble deeply. !

Shock! Totally shocked!

At this moment, Moko's heart is almost stopped beating. This scene is so shocking!

Although it has long been known that this primitive gate is extremely horrible and mysterious, almost regarded as the most mysterious and terrible existence of the flood and famine, but after witnessing the areas sealed in the crystal wall, Moco was still shocked! Every area contains great danger, great opportunity and great terror, and all of this is just a part of the primitive door!

It's horrible!

And the next moment, a particularly vast area instantly attracted all Moko's attention.

This area is protected by a layer of dark yellow crystal walls, and the inner black yellow air flows, one by one, like a waterfall falling down, and a figure sits coiled, giving people an impulse to kneel down.

"Wangla....."

The sound of a huge chain sounded like a magic sound from hell, which was simply overwhelming and ringing in the sky. It was not a mortal iron, but a brilliant divine chain, full of the breath of the highest road, entangled in the figure, actually pierced his body and completely nailed it.

This figure is a Buddha with a big ear, with a golden body and a golden skin, like a cast of red gold, with a sad and bitter face, showing a sad and compassionate color. Sitting on a twelve-pin golden lotus platform, he closed his eyes, filled with a sacred and peaceful breath, without a trace of earth, like extraordinary. Ordinary.

behind his head, a red-gold aperture is like a big sun, blooming Buddha's light, flowers falling, golden lotus surging on the ground, countless ancient Buddhas appear out of thin air, and a prosperous era of Buddhism appeared everywhere. The ancient Buddhas of the Ganges River appeared in heaven and underground. In the long river of ancient, modern and future, there seems to be a Dharma meeting with no one before.

Buddha on the Great Day!

Seeing the Buddha sitting on the golden lotus and being pierced by the divine chain, Moke's heart was shocked, and a name poured into his heart.