Chapter 112 Big Ring

"Mo Zhilan, you have repeatedly committed killing, act unscrupulously, and quickly knelt down to repent to my Buddha. Reform your mind and convert to my Buddha. Buddha sat down, an arhanoinist holding a dragon, and said in a loud voice. His voice was like thunder in the sky, and the ground trembled slightly.

Mo Zhilan recognized that this arhat was the dragon arhat among the eighteen arhats.

"Bullshit." Mo Zhilan spat and didn't respect it at all. Buddha said, "All beings are equal." How can I kneel down to him? Haha, isn't this self-contradictory? The Buddha is not a Buddha and has become a demon full of lies.

Mo Zhilan's words fell, and all the gods and Buddhas changed their faces.

"Amitabha, Mo Zhilan, you are trapped by the three poisons of greed and hatred. If you want to get a pure land, you should purify your heart. If your heart is pure, then the Buddha's land is pure. Manjushri Bodhisattva said slowly. Although the rest of the Buddhas were full of anger, none of them captured him.

"Haha, you people who self-proported to be Buddhas confuse the public. Seven emotions and six desires are human nature. What kind of pure heart, pure land, is just a trick for you to deceive the world. Look at me, I'm immortal." Mo Zhilan knew that all this was an illusion and could not hurt people at all.

Otherwise, he would not dare to be so unscrupulous. You should know that the gods and Buddhas can kill him thousands of times with a little residual power.

Boom...

With Mo Zhilan's last sentence falling, it shows that Mo Zhilan is deeply magical and unable to cross. The whole world collapsed, and the gods and Buddhas turned into pieces and disappeared into his mind.

"Ah! The big ring can't cross you. What's hidden in your heart? What kind of thoughts? Thousands of gods and Buddhas can't cross you. Guichen is deep in Buddhism, and he doesn't want to be eaten back like Jiu Moro.

But his heart was boundless shock, and the big ring was his magic power for hundreds of years. Not to mention people with lower cultivation than him, masters in the same realm are subdued by him in Buddhism.

When he was in the golden elixir, he even affected the whale fishing man with his big ring, and even hurt the whale fisherman.

"What's hidden in my heart!" Mo Zhilan laughed and said, "I just want to be the ancestor of all demons, dominate the heavens, and subdue the six ways. In the world of ten directions, I am the only one.

The domineering spirit in Mo Zhilan's heart was all stimulated by the majesty of the Buddha just now. Now his eyes are red, as if he has entered the devil's way, just like a peerless madman.

No thought can affect him. Even if the Buddha comes in person, don't want to transform him.

People hold their own opinions, and even the gods are afraid of three points.

But he can't enter the devil's way. Or he will not be controlled by demons and become a thoughtless demon king. Because the primitive magic spirit is the ancestors of all demons, Mo Zhilan will never be controlled by seven emotions and six desires.

"Okay, okay, that's great. Only in this way can we have the style of the demon emperor, and can we be a demon emperor and suppress the eight wildernesses. King Andi roared happily in the Seven Kills Monument.

In this case, of course, it is impossible for Chen Yufei and others to hear it. What he said just now can also be interpreted as nonsense, if a Taoist weapon like King Andi is saying the Demon Emperor or something in front of them. It's a complete trouble.

The three guests of Canghai are fine. They are all planted with charms in their minds and can't say anything. But what about Ao Xue and Chen Yufei? Ao Xue is a demon, and it won't be a big problem.

But Chen Yufei is a formal immortal disciple after all, and her sister is a giant disciple of Longhu Mountain. I'm afraid she can't accept it. At that time, she can only plant a rune in her mind. However, this situation is the last thing Mo Zhilan wants to see.

"Ancestor of all demons, you have a big tone." Guichen also laughed, and Mo Zhilan didn't know the depth of heaven and earth. Today, the state takes the Bai Emperor's cultivation as the highest, and his achievements are cultivated, and he becomes the heavens by himself, but even he dares not call himself Taoist ancestor.

Anyone who dares to be an ancestor is a person who truly implements his own cultivation.

You should know that there is a day outside, and there are people outside. A big man like the White Emperor dares not be an ancestor for tens of millions of years. It's ridiculous that Mo Zhilan wants to be the ancestor of all demons.

Guichen's thumb, little finger clasped together, index finger, middle finger, ring finger side by side to rush forward, and use a superior fingering method.

"Be careful, be careful, it's a thunder-eyed finger." King Ando recognized the origin of the finger and exclaimed.

This fingering method is not as powerful as the big ring in the Bodhi Sect, but for Mo Zhilan, this magic power is even more terrible.

Because this is not demagogic at all, or crossing. It's a real attack that directly kills the opponent.

Guichen pointed out, and a thunderbolt suddenly flashed around him, and then thousands of thunderballs attacked him. Each thunderball contains magnificent mana, and any one can smash the top of the mountain. It is much more powerful than Mo Zhilan's Ziwei Thunder Curse.

Tens of millions of thunderballs are so powerful that I'm afraid they can sink an island thousands of miles away.

"King of Antu, I have to rely on you." There is a huge gap between the strength of the energy realm and the realm of nature. He only has the power of 30,000 horses, and Guichen has the power of at least 300,000 horses, ten times more than his.

The King of Andi jumped out, and the huge palm opened, and the black flame kept burning in it. It produced a terrible force, and he caught all the thunderballs with his big hand.

These thunderballs were refined into the purest vitality by the original magic gas without even exploding in his hand. I have to say that this is also one of the wonderful uses of primitive magic.

The mana exerted by others naturally carries his own brand, which is deeply rooted. Some magical people can dissolve other people's mana, but they can only scatter them in the air and disappear.

Absorption is impossible, because Taoism is resolved, but there is still the imprint of a legal person in the mana. Forcibly absorbing will only be counterproductive and go crazy.

King Antu can erase its brand with the original magic gas and turn it into the purest vitality to absorb, and even cross into Mo Zhilan's body to supplement the consumption in his body.

Guichen showed his thunder-eyed fingers, thinking that he could kill Mo Zhilan, a boy who didn't know the depth of the world. But I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would be killed halfway. He resisted the magic power for Mo Zhilan.

"Taoqi!" After all, he used to be a master of Jindanjing. In the blink of an eye, he saw that King Antu was not a monk, but an artifact in the Taoist weapon.

"What's the origin of this Mo Zhilan? An ordinary true disciple of Longhu Mountain, how can he have a Taoist weapon in his hand, and he also threatens to be the ancestor of all demons."

Zheng Chu returned to the sect and closed to heal his wounds, so he didn't tell Guichen a lot of things. He didn't know at all that Mo Zhilan had seven kills in his hand.

Nine gates of immortals, even demons, demons, and giant disciples in Buddhism can have many Taoist weapons. The magic weapon can only be done by the ancient giants, but it will take decades and hundreds of years for the ancient giants to refine a Taoist weapon, and there are endless treasures.

I will never easily take out the Taoist weapon and give it to my disciples.

An ancient giant of a sect is equivalent to the relatives of the emperor, and the true disciples can only be regarded as ordinary local officials. How can the relatives of the emperor look up to the local officials?

Even the small giants in the sect are not worth his delivery device. Because their life expectancy is almost endless, I don't know how many golden elixir masters and masters of heaven and earth can be cultivated in the future. Unless you are a disciple who has a personal interest in you, you will not be rewarded with a Taoist weapon.

Now Guichen is thinking about whether Mo Zhilan has the support of the eternal giants behind him. If you kill Mo Zhilan, don't you want to make a big basket? There is really no way to live.

Guichen stood high in the sky, and his thoughts kept turning.

At this time, it naturally gave Mo Zhilan a good opportunity.

"The combination of Blood Bodhi, Blood Shura, and Sword." Mo Zhilan sacrificed a magic weapon in an instant and bombarded it, and half of the sky was covered by blood.

Thousands of magic sounded, and a wave of mana fluctuated, shocking the world.

Guichen was thinking about how to deal with Mo Zhilan, and was suddenly awakened by a huge sense of danger. It's enough to hit his strong strength.

"Blood Shura, Blood Bodhi."

Guichen's surprise was not small. Naturally, he recognized that Xue Shura was the magic weapon of the left guardian. Now it falls into the hands of Mo Zhilan, and the result is self-evident.