How difficult life is, in just six words, it expresses Lao Mo's heart at this time.

Not everyone can block the muzzle, and Lao Mo is not blocking the muzzle here, but a volcanic crater that is about to erupt.

If someone looks at this place from a distance at this time, then they will find that the place is filled with green mist, and the green lotus in one of the lotus ponds is swaying, just like a fairyland.

But in fact, in the green lotus pond at this time, there is a black qi swimming in it, not only that, in the lotus pond, the cyan pool water seems to be boiling, constantly tumbling, as if there is something at the bottom of the pond to burst out.

Faced with this situation, Lao Mo had no choice but to close his eyes, calm his mind, and read the scriptures at a uniform pace in his mouth.

There is constantly bubbling black gas from the bottom of the green lotus pond upwards, but when the black qi wants to leave the range of the lotus pond, there will be a blue light enveloping it, and the black gas is screaming again and again, and soon, this black gas will be consumed by the green qi.

Nearly an hour had passed, and the long night was halfway over, and the hour of night was approaching.

This is the time when the struggle of the ghosts below is the most intense, and if it can be suppressed, the power of the ghosts will gradually decrease after that, until finally calm is restored.

If it can't be suppressed, the consequences will go without saying, and all the four towns and eight towns will be killed.

After a while, the black gas at the bottom of the pool gathered more and more, and the whole bottom of the pool seemed to be as black as if it was dyed with ink.

Lao Mo Gao sat on the Dharma platform, his brows were furrowed more and more, and suddenly, Lao Mo shook his hand, and the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword turned into a flash of lightning and flew out, landing right on the lotus pond.

Tell heaven and earth, deter the Quartet, now there are Xuanmen disciples who are not good, here to suppress all evils, hope to beg for heaven's grace, and protect the peace

After that, Lao Mo's hands were sealed, and as the printing method of his hands flowed, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword hanging on the lotus pond also began to rotate.

Swinging the power of the sky, there is nothing to do, the emperor is magnificent, there is no rebuke, the wind is mighty, the ghosts are out of the cage, this heaven and earth are also dead, the disciple is willing to incarnate the world, imitate the power of the sky, and see and hear the right thing

As Lao Mo finished reciting his incantation, he seemed to feel that he was infinitely elevated, as if he was not just a human being, but also a whole world.

This feeling was very intoxicating, Lao Mo's consciousness seemed to be drunk, and he was slightly drunk, and he couldn't even remember what he wanted to do, he just wanted to float on like this.

Recruiting land, there seemed to be a cold snort, and Lao Mo's consciousness hit a spirit, and then he came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that his primordial spirit was constantly flying high, and at this time, it had already flown to a height of dozens of meters above the head of the flesh.

It's not good, Lao Mo hurriedly controlled his Yuan Shen to descend, and returned to the side of the body in a flutter.

This move is very dangerous, what Lao Mo does is to incarnate the world with his body, to put it bluntly, he controls heaven and earth with his own primordial spirit.

Of course, this is impossible, Lao Mo's Yuan Shen is shallow, and he can't cover the entire heaven and earth at all, so he can't control it.

However, Lao Mo can't control the entire world, but he can control a small space.

He didn't expect to control heaven and earth, but wanted to control the area around the lotus pond in his own hands for a night, but this move was suspected of blaspheming heaven and earth, so he begged God, hoping that God would not hold him responsible.

Even if Lao Mo pleaded with Shangtian, but after the Yuan Shen left his body, the pleasure that seemed to be able to control everything still made Lao Mo almost lost in it, until he was awakened by a voice that seemed like thunder and a cold snort.

At this time, Lao Mo didn't have time to find out the person who might help him just opened, and immediately the Yuan Shen flew out and stood near the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword.

Subsequently, Lao Mo's primordial spirit gradually dispersed, until it turned into a mist with a radius of two or three feet, covering the top of this green lotus pond.

There is another advantage of incarnating in the world, that is, to punish the heavens, and Lao Mo's thoughts can feel a thick heavenly thunder aura hanging above him.

It just so happened that a black gas rushed out from the bottom of the green lotus pond, and a lotus flower was about to turn into green qi to strangle this yin qi, Lao Mo's thoughts moved, and the power of the heavenly thunder suspended above his Yuan Shen suddenly split a wisp, and through his Yuan Shen, it was submerged into the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword.

When the power of heavenly thunder passed through Lao Mo's primordial spirit, Lao Mo only felt a burst of soreness in the entire primordial spirit, as if he had lost the ability to act.

Fortunately, the power of heavenly thunder had no intention of harming Lao Mo, so Lao Mo's primordial spirit only suffered some unwarranted disasters, but there was no doom.

Besides, after the power of the heavenly thunder was submerged in the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword, I saw that this severely injured magic sword actually lit up by itself, and the thunder flashed endlessly on the sword body, like a thunder dragon rolling up and down the sword body.

Originally, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword was not lightly injured, and the sword body was covered with some small cracks, but now, under the infiltration of the power of Heavenly Thunder, these cracks are constantly being repaired.

sound

Just as this black qi was about to fly to the edge of the Qinglian Pond, Lao Mo issued an order, and a flash of lightning gushed out from the sword body of the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword, directly hitting the black qi.

In that black air, there were five or six ghost things gathered, under the induction of Lao Mo Yaoyao, the strength of these ghost things was not high, and it was not even much stronger than the lonely soul and wild ghost, presumably, the strength of the ghost thing that woke up first was much worse than that of the one who woke up later.

After a thunderbolt, the black gas disappeared immediately, during which there was no sound of ghosts, Lao Mo sighed, he didn't plan to put down such a heavy hand, the green gas turned into a green lotus, it was just to scatter the ghosts gathered together, and re-suppress it at the bottom of the lotus pond, but the sky is mighty, under the brilliant thunder, the ghosts have no possibility to protect themselves from souls, a weakened version of the heavenly thunder has passed, it can also be called a small heavenly thunder, the ghosts have scattered their souls, and even the screams have not been able to make a scream.

Although Lao Mo sighed on his lips, in fact, there was no sadness or joy in his heart, because his current state was special, and what Hongjun Daozu did in the past was not much different from what he was doing now in terms of nature, but Lao Mo's Taoism was naturally less than one-ten-thousandth of Hongjun Daozu's.

But even a small square circle has changed Lao Mo's mentality a lot, he doesn't seem to be angry, he won't be angry, he will only do what he should do.

After a while, there was a black gas flying out from the bottom of the Qinglian Pond, and Lao Mo naturally drew a gourd in the same way, and there was no scum left of them.

I don't know how many times I went back and forth, the number of black qi appeared less and less, but the power became stronger and stronger, even if Lao Mo was in a state of divine harmony with heaven and earth, he could feel the depth of resentment on their bodies. To be continued.