On the premise of not entering the 'death war', all the means have been exhausted, and after throwing out the 'Hundred Worm Qing', Mo Xie no longer loves to fight, and directly rises into the air and escapes from the attack range of the Big Buddha. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mole ants. ”

Seeing this, Pudu Cihang snorted disdainfully, he didn't pay much attention to Mo Ye's defeated subordinates, but after seeing all of Mo Ye's methods at this moment, its evaluation of Mo Ye in his heart had reached a low point.

In the original plot, the golden body of the Buddha of Pudu Cihang was broken by Yan Chixia's reflection of the sword array, but now the plot has changed dramatically, and if you want to break the golden body, you will have to find another path.

"Smack!"

The steel canister thrown by Mo Xie is not as big as the big Buddha's fingernails, and it forms a sharp contrast with the previous behemoth-like fireball technique, and the big fireball is still helpless against the Big Buddha, let alone a small steel can?

Pudu Cihang let the steel canister smash on the Buddha's body, not moving like a mountain.

"Smack!"

Mo Xie threw out the jar with his right hand, his right arm was a unicorn arm, and his strength was always amazingly large without deliberate control, and the bottle of three-nothing product exchanged from the "Holy Scripture" obviously lived up to the name of the three-nothing, and when it hit the Buddha, it exploded directly like a glass bottle smashed on the concrete floor.

The green, 'biochemical' gas overflowed from the exploding tank, and the small steel tank was filled with mist that was not commensurate with the volume of the steel tank itself, and it only took half a breath to engulf the Buddha entirely, and it continued to spread around.

"Zizi!"

The green gas touched the stone-paved streets and collapsed houses, and a tooth-aching sound rang out immediately.

This gas is so corrosive!

"What a horrible insecticide!"

Flying back into the air, Mo Ye clearly saw this scene, and he secretly sighed in his heart that this black technology that I don't know which time and space came from - where does this seem to be used to kill insects, looking at this effect, it is not too much to say that it is used as a weapon of mass destruction!

However, Mo Xie was wrong, this bottle of potion was really used to kill insects, but the object of its effect was slightly larger.

'Hundred Worm Clear', from the interstellar Zerg plane, is an indispensable material on the landing ship, as long as you take it, even if you accidentally encounter a king-level insect comparable to a battleship, you can also have the power to protect yourself.

"Zizi!"

There is also a strange sound on the Buddha's body, and the Pudu Cihang who feels bad urges the Buddha to stride forward, but it is like a fish and a bear's paw can not have both, the Buddha has a strong defense and good offensive means at the same time, its speed is so slow, even if Pudu Cihang is already urging hard, it is still so slow to take a step.

"Mo Evil Daoist, good means! The breath of the Great Buddha is starting to weaken!"

Yan Chixia didn't know when she recalled all the flying swords, and he was suspended under the embrace of many flying swords, and he was like an immortal.

With his eyes, he could naturally see that this kind of green gas with a strong corrosive effect was by no means a decent method, but at this time, it was important to deal with Pudu Cihang, and he didn't say much at the moment.

His hands had already formed a sword technique, and the golden light of the Dao Dao gradually lit up from the many flying swords, and it could be seen that what he was about to perform next was a move that was more powerful than the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One.

"Does it work......?"

Mo Xie didn't care what kind of move Yan Chixia was going to perform, he just secretly decided in his heart that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely find a way to cultivate the Dao Fa and even cultivate the truth.

Mo Xie felt very bad when he was helpless in the face of Pudu Cihang, and he felt more and more that his previous methods would be more and more useless in the face of cultivators, unless he could practice the world-destroying sword style of 'Sword Twenty-Three' - this path was still very difficult for him who even made Sword Nineteen have a vain form.

"If it works, then have a few more bottles!"

'Hundred Worm Qing' Mo Ye bought a total of three bottles, and at this moment he threw away the remaining two bottles in one go.

"Smack!"

The whole street was dyed green, and the golden light emitted by the Buddha was completely submerged in the green sea, only the tooth-souring 'zizi' sound kept coming from the green sea, and I didn't know whether it was a stone or a golden body that made this sound.

"I'm going to swallow !!you."

Pudu Cihang's shrill voice suddenly sounded from the green sea, like a mad demon, and people heard it and gave birth to the image of a maniac with a cloak in their hearts.

"Six-word mantra!

A sudden gust of wind rose in the green sea, dividing the green sea into two halves like a miracle of Moses' division of the sea, and the Buddha stood in the middle of the divided sea, facing the sky with his mouth wide open.

It's no longer a Buddha.

The mercy on his face was destroyed by his wide open mouth, and the solemnity of his golden body was obscured by dark green spots all over his body.

It is not a Buddha.

It's magic.

And the monastic should-

"Demon Slayer !!"

An unprecedented roar burst out of Yan Chixia's mouth, and Mo Ye, who was standing on the side, heard a trilling sound from his voice.

It's not because I'm afraid, it's because I exert a power that exceeds my own load, and I tremble over my burden.

The scream was like vomiting out of the lungs.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out of Yan Chixia's mouth, and every drop was sprinkled on his flying sword.

Ten thousand flying swords, golden light, driven by Yan Chixia, they turned into a torrent of steel again, surging down.

Ten thousand swords fly!

Repeating the same old tune is an easy thing to get tired of, but this time, neither Pudu Cihang on the ground nor Mo Xie on the side have any intention of getting tired of it.

Ten thousand flying swords are like the Milky Way pouring down, falling down to nine heavens, and like the golden light hanging down from the sky, attracting immortals.

Many flying swords smashed into the body of the Buddha.

The Big Buddha is no longer the Big Buddha of that time, immersed in the terrible 'green sea', even if it is only a few breaths, the light on its body will inevitably weaken a little.

The flying swords are no longer the original flying swords, they are stained with the blood of their masters, and they are several times stronger than they carry the magic of their master's overload.

One side weakens and the other strengthens, and the strength and weakness have been transposed unconsciously.

The Buddha raised his arms in front of him, and recited the mantra in his mouth.

It had already put on its strongest stance, however, it had already lost by the time the turtle retreated into the golden body.

"Dingding......! ding, ding!"

The golden body was finally broken, and the arms of the Big Buddha were directly shattered, followed by its head, chest, and abdomen.

There are 10,000 flying swords, enough to cut this big Buddha inch by inch from beginning to end.

"Bang!"

When the flying sword slashed to the lower abdomen of the Great Buddha, a huge explosion was born from the remnants of the broken Buddha's body, and the fierce flames illuminated the entire Kyoto Castle.