Chapter 682 Crossing the Holy Disaster

What is the concept of punching a thunderbolt comparable to a saint's blow, bathing in the endless power of destruction and not moving? What scene is this? It's unbelievable! Provocatively looking at the holy disaster above his head, at this moment, this giant seems to be the only one in heaven and earth!

Looking at the scene in front of him, even if Mocove's heart was as strong as King Kong, he couldn't help shaking slightly. It was really too powerful!

"Hmm! If you are so arrogant, then accept the gift I gave it..." Hongjun's voice echoed in Moke's heart.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Suddenly, an extremely irritable voice in the holy disaster resounded, like 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. And with this roar, the whole holy disaster suddenly filled with a rotten and dilapidated breath, evil, vicious, ferocious, this breath, Moke is extremely familiar with, and it is the power of the five decline of heaven and man!

The whole holy disaster is extremely concentrated. Unexpectedly, in a moment, a circle of thunderball appeared in it. Yes, it is the thunderball, which contains the power of unimaginable terrible thunderstorms, which is more horrible than the destruction of the thunderstorm just now. Even if the pseudo-saint is in front of it, it will give birth to an ant-like humble feeling.

At this moment, Moke is in a force full of the breath of the road, completely covering his body. He can feel a magical power in the dark and is covering him. At the same time, he was even more keenly aware that the whole holy disaster did not seem to be over, and a thunderous force that also destroyed the world was brewing, just to the sun, vast and turbulent.

What is strange is that this acre-sized thunderball suddenly flowed like water, and an evil force gushed out. It was the power of the five declines of heaven and man. At a terrible pace, it squirmed in an instant, and the whole thunder ball disappeared, and a giant baby appeared! To be precise, this giant baby should be a dead baby, with ferocious facial features, a horrible black and gray body, dead fish-like gray-white eyes, without a trace of vitality. A kind of extremely evil and desperate power, unexpectedly directly locked the giant below in an instant.

"Bad... This is... The five-year-old Yuanying!" Seeing this scene, the infinite giant opened his mouth and panicked.

"Rumble..."

His figure suddenly shook his body and suddenly collapsed, turning into twelve huge streamings. In an instant, he turned into the twelve evil gods, forming the position of the twelve-week heavens, guarding the disk and the circumference in the center.

"Photo!"

With a low shout, the twelve evil gods and indistincts turned into streamers and integrated into his body. At the same time, his body was vertical, like heaven and man, bursting white feather-like light, full of a feather-like beauty, which had already impacted out and wanted to escape away.

"Wow!"

This evil giant baby shouted, and a terrible thunderbolt on his body shook, destroying the void in all directions, and suddenly a lightning flash had been killed!

"Ah! Damn it! Which old beast is so vicious! The true spirit of the primitive door is at the weakest time. What can I do? Pan roared, and in his thorny eyes, he didn't know what had happened.

Nevertheless, through his roar, it can be vaguely guessed that he was overshadowed.

The next moment, in the boundless thorny eyes, the figure of the disk appeared. At the same time, the giant baby turned into an evil fog and was attacking the disk pentightily, which was extremely strange.

Suddenly, a bright light rose behind the plate, as if the sun was flying, and this bright light turned out to be a strange charm. This charm is not gold or stone, emitting dazzling light. Among them, there seems to be a simple and kind old man's shadow, with a childish face, a firm face, long sleeves fluttering, holding a crutch, chasing a big day through thorns, as if to catch up with the sun, eternal freedom and unrestrained.

Persistence! Free! Magnificent!

This is the feeling of the charm. It seems that everyone who sees this spell can't help admiring it and can't help but worship the old man. This spirit is simply shocking, and what he seems to be tracking is not the big day, but the real liberation, great freedom and freedom. Bundle.

As soon as the wonderful charm came out, a free mysterious force immediately supported the body. He seemed to completely break some kind of grudge and turned into a son of freedom. With a bang, his whole body suddenly became mysterious and completely disappeared....

"buzz..."

Like a shadow, the fog turned into the giant baby also disappeared.....

"Amitabha... Master... This..." Moke was puzzled and made a sound of inquiry.

"Little guy, everything is in my plan. I originally intended to remove some obstacles for you and pave the way as much as possible. Those two guys have not been sanctified, exist in the flood and famine, and have twelve evil gods. They are too threatening you too much. I tried to completely destroy them this time and prepared this big for them. Meals! The arrival of the five declines of heaven and man is imminent and inevitable. Only when you survive the holy disaster and turn into three cleans can you maintain the continuation of the flood and famine. Remember, when I am completely destroyed, it is when the five declines of the world come completely. This time I will no longer be passively as a chess piece and let go!" Hongjun opened his mouth and made an explanation.

"Amitabha... Master, I still don't understand how to deal with the five declines of heaven and people and make the famine continue? In addition, what kind of damage will the giant baby caused by the five declines of heaven and man to the two people of the Father and God? What will happen to the primitive gate? Moke pondered and asked again.

"hehe..... Unspeakable, unspeakable... Little guy, this time I am destined to be completely destroyed, but I am very gratified that once you grow up, you will definitely be able to carry forward my mantor in the future! When you are really promoted, you will understand everything, and your heart will completely penetrate the world and understand the heart of the flood and famine! How to do it in the future, I can only help you to this point. The biggest enemy is not the sleeping spirit in the primitive door, but a behind-the-scenes black hand! Little guy, everything depends on you. Hurry up and get through the disaster. I don't have much time..."

"Rumble..."

With Hongjun's voice, the whole holy disaster shook, rapidly condensed, and the endless clouds converged in an instant. A kind of intense, the strongest, the great slaughter, the great destruction, the great collapse, and the power of thunder on the great shore brewed, which made Moke's heart suddenly nervous.

The concentration of the holy disaster reached the extreme, and finally turned into a simple blue-gold thunder, which was vividly patterned and mottled. With a trembling out of thin air, it turned into a powerful long gun and landed, and the interior seemed to contain endless terror. Power, want to destroy the world!

In the face of this terrible thunder punishment, Moke slid his hands with a mysterious curvature. Suddenly, there was a clear sound of nature, such as a clear spring, like the sound of heaven, like daylight, his fingers were changing, sometimes like a sword finger, sometimes like an orchid, sometimes like a ring, sometimes intertwined with each other, sometimes clenching his fist, a force in his heart. The amount is in full bloom, and the soul has reached the strongest and peak state. It has completely sublimated. He calmly said, "Amitabha, may I hope that when I get Bodhi, hundreds of millions of emotional creatures in the sand of the Ganges will cross the sea of suffering and be eternal! May I have the love of all sentient beings in the heavens and the sand of the Ganges, and build a great pure land together when I get Bodhi! May I get bodhi, and the millions of sentient beings in the sand of the Ganges will have no disaster and no difficulty. If you recite my Buddha, you will get many Buddha fruits and achieve great achievements!"

With the words, Moke calmly looked directly at the thunderous gun that had been killed. He did not use the power of redemption, but rippled a bright and holy Buddha light all over his body and punched out!

This punch is a punch after the spark of his spiritual wisdom burst out!

This punch was the one when his spiritual strength was strongest!

This punch has a taste of great courage, rippling with the power of the sun and moon, Daluo, free, transcendence, the other side, all sentient beings, Yan Futi, Saha, infinite, solemn, treasure temple... Countless great breaths of Buddhism are all in this punch.

With one punch, all sentient beings are at home.

Tongda! Smooth! Comfortable!

With this punch, Moke felt that he seemed to have completely sublimated. He was bathed in a kind of clearness, and there was a kind of mystery in his heart.

At the same time, he felt that this punch came out, as if he had broken a mustard, and his body was ever-changing in vain. A strange light burst out, like black, white or white, full of a sense of ignorance. At the same time, his body seemed to suddenly turn into this world, perfectly fit the whole world, shocking, a The stock was extremely noble, and the turbulent momentum spread in vain, and he began a wonderful fit.

Boom!

Magnificent and magnificent, it can't be described in words. Although Moke's punch is different and contains different mysteries and general trends, it is absolutely compared with the punch issued by Pangu's real body, like the supreme fist that collapsed everything, the last blow of the holy disaster, the thunderous gun, and collapsed!

At this moment, Moke knew that he had succeeded and was about to undergo a shocking transformation!