Chapter 663 Sanqing
"The road is broken, look directly at the source!"
In the face of this scene, Hongjun was slightly surprised, and then he shouted in a low voice. Suddenly, the power of the road atmosphere was intertwined. In an instant, the endless Buddha light in the place where Taoist fruit was bred was suddenly abandoned, making Moke see a shocking picture.
At this moment, under the palm of the fierce and invincible Buddha, Fuxi, Zhou Zhuang, Chi You, Confucianism, Wufu, and the five saints were blown up!
Not bad, it's just blown up!
The extremely horrible explosion makes people horrified, the extremely dangerous atmosphere is permeated, the void is completely collapsed, and the brilliant power is turbulent, and there is a feeling of a road confrontation, which is simply not caused by manpower. In this confrontation, the Great Sun Buddha blew up all the five saints with the strength of sobbing!
"Rumble..."
The extremely horrible explosion is breaking out, and the whole strange void that breeds Taoist fruits is blown up. Centering on the place where the two sides fight, a huge horrible black hole appears, emitting a breath that destroys everything and devours everything, which is deeper than the abys.
All this is just because of the palm of the sun!
Seeing this scene, Moke's heart suddenly rose with a feeling that the Buddha was too powerful. However, as soon as this emotion emerged, his expression was suddenly dull and stunned.
"Sure enough, which one is not a good idea to kill and achieve a saint? Little guy, look, it's changed!" It seemed that it would be such a result, and Hongjun opened his mouth with an unquestionable tone.
The scene did change. I saw the place where the five saints were blown up. Between the terrible energy, five Taiji pictures emerged, full of a natural and mysterious Taoist rhyme, rotating, the texture is not gold or stone, and there seems to be a ruthless boundless killing atmosphere inside.
As soon as five mysterious Taiji pictures appeared, they immediately rotated rapidly, like five black and white suns burning brightly, illuminating everything. An unparalleled flame was swallowing, like a long rainbow through the sun, like a tsunami pouring down nine heavens, suddenly a shock, and that man made the immeasurable black hole tremble, collapse, and disappear. mie.....
In the flood and famine, there are many explanations and carriers about Tao, and there is no doubt that Taiji map is the most recognized by the public. In the early days of the famine, the word Taiji was put forward. There is a saying that Taiji is born of Taiji, Taiji is born with two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to eight trigrams. Tai, what is too big to the extreme is Taiji, what is extremely small is extremely.
The word Taiji is mysterious and unpredictable. It is the great understanding of Taoism. After the extreme sublimation, the most perfect expression and traces, and there is a supreme meaning that is difficult to explain. When it comes to Taiji map, it is necessary to mention a person. That is the eldest brother Taishang Laojun in the Three Qing Dynasty, who has the best innate spiritual treasure Taiji map, which really spreads this mystery all over the flood.
Everything just in an instant, five Taiji pictures rotated rapidly, and more and more turbulent breath flowed out. The yin and yang fish flowed, and there was a little extreme yin in the yang map. In the yin map, they held a little polar yang and suddenly emitted an irresistible momentum, which unexpectedly locked the five great sun Buddhas.
"Rumble..."
The next moment, five Taiji pictures were intertwined and converged into one, blooming a chaotic light of black and white confusion, which suddenly converged into a strange crack. This crack is too strange, full of a breath as high as a road, which seems to be the traces left by the road of heaven and earth.
"The traces of innate avenue in the chaotic void! Full of evil, destroy everything, and the saints are irresistible!"
Seeing this scene, Hongjun's split was shocked and seemed to have no idea. As for Moke, when he heard Hongjun's split talking to himself like this, he was still confused and didn't know what to say. However, there is no doubt that this trace should be extremely horrible and can make the saint irresistible.
This strange crack appeared, and the five fused Taiji maps were completely swallowed up into it. A thrilling horror atmosphere was permeated, like a waterfall hanging upside down, and unexpectedly locked the bodies of the five Great Sun Buddhas at once. This lock is full of vast and horrible bondage power, and Moke secretly speculed that it is countless times more powerful than his innate spiritual treasure tied fairy rope.
"My Buddha is compassionate..."
Facing this scene, the five bodies of the Buddha shouted together. Suddenly, they turned into five ethereal Buddha lights, brushed and pulled and bloomed holy light, like a white crane dancing, feathers fluttering all over the sky, and feathers soaring.
At this moment, he chose to escape temporarily.
Unfortunately, the horrible locking power was too creepy. In an instant, there were countless green gold-like chains in the void, blooming with divine light and immortality, and suddenly forced it out again.
Unable to turn into an escape, a sigh of compassion sounded, and the five holy Buddha lights met in an instant. A Buddha was born again bathed in the infinite Buddha's light, with his hands folded and sat on the golden lotus platform. The sun-like Buddha's light behind his head shook, and the endless sound of praise was clear.
"Amitabha... My Buddha is merciful..."
"My Buddha is merciful, Buddha is infinite..."
It seems that the Buddha's light behind the Buddha's brain is an infinite pure land. There are endless Buddhist disciples, the strong, and the most devout believers, constantly making a sound of faith. In fact, the reason why all this happened is that he communicated with the infinite sea of Buddha with the light behind his head and intercepted a large amount of pure desire.
Since he can't escape, the Buddha seems to have already guessed this possibility. He is extremely calm and communicates with the sea of Buddha. One eye is compassionate and the other is cold and ruthless.
The mood is so exciting that it's almost suffocating!
Seeing this scene, Moke couldn't help but feel awe. He wanted to see what would happen in the crack, how the Buddha would resist, and what would the outcome be? At this moment, Moke had a strange idea, hoping that both the Buddha would win and that he would fail.
"Kka..."
A sound is not too big, but it has the effect of thunder. The Buddha, Moke and Hongjun are all staring at the terrible crack. At this moment, it is cracked, like lightning, three faces are blurred, and the whole body is full of blood-colored traces of terror, which can't be recognized at all. Who is it? One by one, it exudes an extremely evil and creepy atmosphere of horror.
Horrible! Really big horror!
This great horror comes from the bloody traces of the three mysterious beings. It is not an ordinary scar. The blood stain is full of blood, and there is a kind of sad and beautiful enchanting, which is full of a charm of the road, but it is not grand, noble and high, but horrible and evil.
"Oh, ..."
As soon as the three horrible beings appeared, they immediately howled and seemed to have no intelligence. Their bodies seemed to be extremely weak, but they seemed to be extremely powerful, which was an extremely contradictory feeling. While howling, a weapon appeared above their heads that was enough to shock the flood.
A jade-like Taiji picture floats, full of vast Taoist charm and power, slightly rotating, life and death rotation, dominating everything.
A strange wooden stick, like a dragon, is full of horrible breath, unexpectedly surrounded by the innate wind and the innate thunder. Those divine winds changed in an instant, and they actually evolved hundreds of millions of horrible floods and evil winds, each of which are thrilling. Similarly, the innate thunders and ups, evolving into infinite horrible thunders, which seems to be the thunder king. Wang.
A pair of swords, like gold, iron but not iron. There is no trace of pattern on the sword, and the light collapses. Only strange luster flows on the edge. When people see this blade, they have a feeling of suffocation of cutting their throats. They seem to be in the boundless sea of corpses, and their eyes, ears, mouth and nose are full of endless blood. Qi.
"Amitabha... Master, what are these three treasures? I feel that each of them is not weaker than the best innate spiritual treasures!" Moke was stunned and immediately asked.
The three horrible existences are surrounded by blood and color, and they can't identify themselves at all. Through the weapons they use, they may know some secrets.
Staring at these three mysterious strange people, Hongjun's split tone was low and seemed to be a little gloomy, "This is the thing of the Three Qing Dynasty, which are Taiji map, wind and thunder stick, Qingping sword..."
"What?" Hearing this, Moke was stunned.
If this speculation is made, the existence of these three blood marks all over the body is likely to be the famous Sanqing!
As soon as this speculation emerged in Moke's heart, he himself had a creepy feeling. Sanqing, what a horrible existence. Pangu God's original life was transformed into Sanqing. He was born with endless opportunities and creation. In the early days of the flood, the flood was spread, and later he was handed down by Hongjun's ancestors as a disciple and achieved achievements. The position of saint.
How could such an existence come to such an end?
"Amitabha... Maybe these three beings have obtained the relics of Sanqing, right? Thinking like this, Moko didn't want to believe his guess.
However, the next moment, his wishful thinking was ruthlessly destroyed by the Great Sun Buddha. Seeing the sun sitting on the golden lotus platform shocked, I couldn't help exclaiming "Sanqing! You... Not good... Red pills are poisonous!"
"Rumble..."
The words of the Buddha echoed, and the three mysterious existences covered with blood-colored traces stared at him, like an eagle fighting rabbit, and suddenly swooed down, with a breath that was enough to make everything wither, everything destroyed, and came down fiercely.