Chapter 350 Buddha's Left Hand

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He gave the magic weapon to Bai Chi, and Mo Zhilan began to teach him some magic power and experience.

Some experience, brave and progressive, not afraid of death. In fact, it is more important than magic spells, which Mo Zhilan understands thoroughly and better than other people.

On top of this, the most important thing is the heart.

In addition to Diji Wangquan, Mo Zhilan almost taught the magic power he knows. He pointed a little, and then a sutra was formed in Baichi's body. Above are the cultivation methods of all kinds of magical power and the origin of the road. The great killing and the great disaster are also on it.

Diji Wangquan is tailor-made for Mo Zhilan, and it is a magical power that he has realized. Even if it is passed on to Bai Chi, it is useless. He doesn't understand and can't learn at all.

"Even the origin of the road to practice these magical magic spells is a branch. If you want to become a hegemon, the key to being proud of Tianzhou is to understand. The way of heaven is just the way..."

Mo Zhilan said and almost left in a hurry without asking Bai Chi.

The way of heaven is just the way...

This sentence doesn't sound like anything. You can feel the hegemony in it. What's wrong with the way of heaven? It's just a kind of way. The way you have learned by yourself can be comparable to the way of heaven.

"The master is really an extraordinary person."

Looking in the direction Mo Zhilan left, Bai Chi was awe-inspiring.

On the other side, Mo Zhilan flew tens of thousands of miles in one breath and completely left the range of the yin and yang tract. Because he felt the will of the ancestor demon in the dark... It's finally coming.

Stab!

There was no sign at all. Mo Zhilan was swallowed up by a space crack. Where he was standing, a space crack appeared. When Mo Zhilan disappeared, the crack slowly healed.

There is nothing different between heaven and earth, even if Ji Changsheng is here. I won't find that Mo Zhilan has disappeared from here, hundreds of millions of miles away, in countless distant starry sky. The ancestor demon moved people over with the great power of stealing the sky for the day, and even the nine-fold people of Changsheng could not find it. What strength is this?

It's almost the same as the mother-free mother. Both of them are giants above the White Emperor. No wonder the mother regarded him as a descendant of the ancestor and did not kill him.

When Mo Zhilan came to his senses, he found that he had reached the primitive demon sect. The floating continent in the middle of the two worlds.

He looked up and saw that the nine-day wind above was still fierce. It's just that the wind near Bhushan is much weaker, and there should be no problem for him to rush there with his current cultivation.

"Am I wrong? Didn't Zu Mo arrange more people? Am I the only one going to the wilderness world? No..."

Mo Zhilan's eyes condensed and he saw a sword light rushing straight to the sky. Fly up along the Bzhou shan like Tianzhu.

"The sword has no sheath, and he has reached the realm of creation?"

The owner of this sword light is the supreme elder of the heavenly palace, who is more powerful than the last time he saw him. In the light of the sword, there is a sense of danger. Just at a glance, it seems to be shrouded in thousands of flying swords. You don't know when that flying sword will attack.

Threat!

Mo Zhilan had an idea in his heart, knowing that the sword without scabbard had realized his own way. The giant of creation has realized his own way, and he is not sure to defeat such a character. Don't underestimate it!

In addition to the sheathless sword, Mo Zhilan saw several more figures. Among them are the Lord of Heavenly Killing Hall, as well as the Big Buddha Temple and the giants of the Demon Master's Mansion. These figures flew towards the sky around the mountain. However, it was blocked by the wind, and all of them fell down.

"I don't know where the ancestral demon is. Let's go and have a look first?"

The last time he saw Zu Mo was in a mysterious space, Mo Zhilan knew that it was absolutely impossible to find it by himself. He decided to go to the side of Zhushan first. Anyway, the ancestral demon summoned them, and it was impossible for them to kill each other.

I thought to myself that he had already flown to the mountain.

The masters who can be summoned by the ancestors are the weakest in the universe. In an instant, these people felt someone flying here.

There are several giants, with their eyes, looking at him. Some simply stared at the sky and said silently.

At the far edge of the floating continent, one side of the mountain is connected with the floating continent, and the other side is ** in the space. Looking at the mountain, I don't know how high the mountain is. It is inserted into the wind like a sharp sword.

Mo Zhilan flew here, and many people knew it was him in advance and didn't say anything.

"Mo Zhilan, you are really here, too."

A majestic figure, wearing a black Taoist robe, he carried his hands on his back, and he was not surprised at all. This person is the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, a generation of Demon Emperor, the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

He actually came here. It seems that the method of the ancestral demon is different from what he thought, not only the person who entered the original demon sect was selected last time. And many people were found by him by other means.

In addition to the Heavenly Demon Emperor, there are also several unexpected giants, and Fang Lie, the Doomsday Taoist leader, is also among them. This is his old an old one. Seeing Mo Zhilan, Fang Lie didn't say anything, but just smiled coldly.

"Amitabha, don't do it. You're fine. That's great."

A Buddha's name sounded, and a man walked out in a jacket. There are so many monks who can speak with Mo Zhilan. Who else can there be besides kindness? This monk deserves to be a quasi-disciple. At that time, he could survive in such a dangerous environment.

"It seems that the last time I said goodbye, Master Shan has made great progress again. Congratulations!"

Mo Zhilan saw that the strength of kindness has been improved, reaching the peak of the realm of creation, and it is only one step away from the realm of heaven. At this time, I don't want to be more entangled.

But at this time, a shrill voice sounded.

"Mo Zhilan, you have a lot of friends. You can meet everywhere, but even if you have friends, you will die this time!"

"Who am I talking about? It turned out to be you. The people of the Zheng family are really haunted. Don't worry, I won't let you go back to yin and yang this time!"

Mo Zhilan turned his head and saw someone coming. What can make him so annoying is the old antique and shameless Zheng Fan of the Zheng family.

"It seems to be a function of some magic weapons. These people got some ancient Taoist instruments with runes on them, and they were summoned. This game of chess played by Zu Mo is not small..."

The king of Andu squeaked his lips. Mo Zhilan and these people were all pawns, and the pawns crossing the river could not turn back. Even the ancestors and demons have arranged so many people, which must be a lot of danger in the world. It's not easy to get the secret of the door of the demon world.

"The Great Sage has come down day by day, and it still doesn't look good. The confinement has not been broken!"

Among dozens of people, the sound sounded, and all of them looked into the air. Even Zheng Fan and Mo Zhilan are no exception. I saw a thin old man with pointed ears and not much hair on his head.

He turned into a streamer, like a comet holding its tail, and several flashed on the floating continent.

"Grandma... No, no! I can't penetrate the barrier. Go to a few giants of the kingdom to have a try, or wait for the ancestor demon to come out to find a way.

Day by day, the Great Sage came and cursed. It turned out that when everyone first arrived. They all noticed that the nine-day wind here is the weakest, and they want to enter the world from here. But there were several waves of people in a row, but they didn't succeed. The Great Sage was the last to verify.

"Mo Zhilan, you are not arrogant. Why don't you go up and have a try!"

I heard Zheng Fan's disgusting voice. There was no one around talking, just staring at Mo Zhilan with great interest, and some of them were purely gloating. Only the good monk said hurriedly, "Don't do it. There is a lot of crisis in the wind above. There are sinister natural gods everywhere. If you are unlucky, you may fall. Just now, there were four giants on it and didn't come down.

"Little monk, you want to die!"

Boom!

With one punch, the whole space shook. There was no sign of this blow, and it was too late for Mo Zhilan to rescue. The fist came to the little monk. A golden light big hand grabbed it from Shan's body.

With a bang. The fist was caught by the golden palm and could not be saved.

The fierce blow of the giant of the world king was easily resolved.

All people doubt whether they are wrong. The scene in front of them is really real...

"Buddha's left hand! That's the thunder robber, the Buddha's left hand. The treasure of the Bodhisattva sect!"

A heavenly realm giant of Yi Daomeng was shocked. There was no ignorant person present. He heard that it was the Buddha's left hand, the thunder robber, and his eyes were red. He couldn't wait to grab it immediately.

The money is not exposed, and the little monk obviously doesn't know anything.

Mo Zhilan knew that Zheng Fan's punch was just a casual blow, barely 40% or 50% of his mana. If I make good use of eternity, I can block it with my magic power, but I use thunderstorms...

The primitive demon sect is the territory of the ancestors and demons. Although the giants around them are jealous, they don't really dare to grab it. But it's different in the world of famine.

"Zheng Fan, the more you live, the more you go back, that is, you have a reputation!"

Mo Zhilan patted Shan on the shoulder. He was telling everyone that if he wanted to be a monk, he had to pass his level.

Anyway, Mo Zhilan is still a more happy person.

There is kindness and revenge.

What the little monk said just now was really for him, and the exposure of the thunder robber was also caused by him. So he resisted this matter and killed people and grabbed the treasure. He was the ancestor-level figure.

This matter is just a small episode. As for what others think, it must be hidden in the bottom of their hearts. No one showed anything. After a while, several giants appeared one after another. Among them, there are even demons and demons. It didn't take long for the ancestors to appear.

Above the wind of the sky, a vicissitudes of life, an ancient face is formed. This is the confluent of countless hurricanes.

"Guys, there must be no one who doesn't want to know the secret of the Devil's Gate. I can explain something for you now..."

As soon as the ancestor demon speaks, it is a lot of ancient secrets. Even the reason for the establishment of the primitive demon sect, it turned out that the ancestral demon was sealed here by the eight generals of the primitive demon sect.

The way to let him leave is at the door of the demon world.

"The door of the demon world is erratic, and even I don't know where he is. However, this portal once appeared in the world of famine, and the strong people there must know how to find it.

"This secret will last for you for the rest of your life. Maybe you can take the opportunity to fly up and never die. Well, now I'm going to open the barrier.

I have to say that the ** of the last two sentences of Zu Mo is too big. Feather flies and rises forever. It is an extravagant hope for immortal characters.

Not to mention them, this is just a illusory goal.'

But at this moment, there is a chance to achieve the goal. Everyone is crazy, flying towards the open barrier like a moth.