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The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Fan Qinghui, Ning Daoqi and the four holy monks all let go of their protective energy, in order to leave more energy to concentrate on the people in front of them, they only hoped that one of them could escape this time, and told their respective forces that they should no longer have extravagant hopes.

One of the biggest sieges in the world turned out to be just the biggest joke of all, and everyone didn't expect it, and the reality cruelly made them think that the worst plan turned out to be the best outcome.

Looking at the figure that almost killed a celestial, Fan Qinghui couldn't help but start trembling, why did he provoke this demon king, why did he see a glimmer of hope, he couldn't wait to catch it, when was he already covered up and couldn't see the truth clearly?

Is it when Bi Xiuxin became the successor of Cihang Jingzhai back then? Or when you started designing Bi Xiuxin and Shi Zhixuan yourself? Under Fan Qinghui's rain-washed jade face, the color of blood became less and less, and the anger in his eyes gradually began to fade.

"Ahem. Buddha Mitha, does the donor have to kill us all? The mantra strong luck skill pressed down the injury, looked at Mo Yi and asked.

"Ha, it's really funny, it's not that I ran into your forces to set fire, and it wasn't that I hit your door, and if I couldn't beat it, I said that I was a bully?" Mo Yi sneered again and again, looking at the few people who looked like chickens in soup, and sneered.

Fan Qinghui finally began to fluctuate in her eyes when she heard this, and saw her kneeling on the ground and prostrate in front of Mo Yi: "This matter is all caused by Fan Qinghui's delusional thoughts, and the blame is all on Fan Qinghui alone, please ask the landlord Haihan to let go of the rest of the people!" ”

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed, and the sound was earth-shattering, and soon the blood on his forehead stained the ground.

Ning Daoqi's eyes were full of helplessness and remorse, and the four holy monks silently recited the Buddha's name, unable to bear to look at it directly.

"Ha, that's really interesting logic, so if I fail, will you put Mingzhu upstairs? The choice I made by myself is to go on even if it is a dead end, so I don't look down on the three religions because of this, constantly catering to them, constantly revising their own teachings, so how much do you still have the thoughts of the founders back then? It's no wonder that the more you get there, the more you degenerate. Mo Yi also owed a trace of sympathy, and the chill in his words became more and more cold.

He turned his head to look at the mantra: "Is the old monk ready to go to the Western Heavenly Bliss?" ”

"Amitabha, the old man has been waiting for this moment in this life." The mantra puts his palms together, and the strength of his whole body accumulates to the maximum.

The self-created nine-character mantra seal, finally at this time, ninety-nine to one, only one seal left, hand-made lotus face such as the ancient Buddha, is the 'holy seal'!

Under the power of the whole body, the energy of heaven and earth is blessed, the air vibrates and the sound of the Buddha looms, the light of the Buddha flashes, illuminating the land for several miles in the dark night, and those who do not know think that the day is coming.

"Good!" Mo Yi looked at the mantra of coming out with all his strength and creating a new peak, spit out a word, and the stars of the hand-made axe and knife loomed, just to repay this heavenly powerhouse, to use his greatest skill.

It is the gathering of the stars and the power of the stars, the two decisions of heaven and man, and the trinity of the Taoist body and the great power of the Tao asked the question of 'Open the sky. asked'.

One blow out of the mountains and rivers, the wind and clouds gather, the ghosts and gods are frightened!

As if it were a slow and fast strike, the pieces of space visible to the naked eye began to shatter, shattering like a mirror.

Under the unparalleled strength of the bombardment, the strength of the 'Sacred Seal of the Truth' could not support for a moment, and it failed.

Mantra's hands slowly folded, standing in place, being hit by the shattering force of the hand knife, a large gray hole appeared in his chest, and then blood gushed, Mantra closed his eyes and crossed his legs, his head hung down, and he fell.

However, I don't know if it was the cultivation of the Truth Dharma, or if there was a breakthrough before life and death just now, under Mo Yi's starry eyes, he faintly saw a flying rainbow flying into the void at the same time as he died, and there was no trace.

It's really interesting, is it a rainbow of Buddhism? Seeing that Feihong, who had disappeared, was no longer visible, Mo Yi silently turned around and looked at the last remaining six people.

And as he turned around, the Pearl Tower, which had endured several rounds of battles between the heavens and the human powerhouses, and had just withstood the power of shattering, collapsed with a bang, and was particularly eye-catching in the heavy rain.

Mo Yi stepped out in one step, and a lotus mark formed under his feet, and he came to Ning Daoqi's side, which was the body method of 'planting golden lotus in the fire'.

Ning Daoqi knew that death was difficult to cross, but he was not restrained, his hands seemed to be grasping, and his mind gradually entered the heart of a child, which was his peerless learning that had been in the world for decades.

In response to the Taoist Leisurely Chapter, the artistic conception of the Northern Stygian Kunyu, the hands emitted a huge suction, hoping to attract Mo Yi's body, and the strength in the body turned into Kunlun Ruins, as if endlessly accepting the power of heaven and earth, just waiting for the strength to hit it is like Mars encountering oil and all erupting.

The four holy monks also saw that it was not good at this time, the figures of the four people flashed, the tricks flashed, and the breath of the same source Buddhism was one, and a 'Eight Demons' was used, and the momentum was strong, not weaker than the 'Rulai Holy Seal' at the end of the mantra just now.

The eight sects of 'Heaven, Dragon, Yaksha, Asura, Kalora, Gandharva, Sunara, and Maharaja' faintly appear to be as true as the eight manifestations, and their angry faces are looming, mercilessly punishing demons.

In the face of such a siege, contempt flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, and his hands were crossbarred, and his elbows were folded, forming a 'well' character, which was the dragon and snake martial arts, 'Tai Chi. Shaft barricade'!

The boxy tic-tac-toe bar, if Yan Zhitui is still there, it can be seen that this person has obtained the essence of Tai Chi Fang Yuandao, which can be called a rare talent in Confucianism.

I saw that Mo Yi's body was not moving at all, and Ning Daoqi's Northern Darkness Giant Force Swallowing seemed to be moving a piece of land, doing useless work.

Then the arms of the four holy monks were sunk and twisted, and then the feet were forced, and the ground immediately sank into two large pits, and the figure collided like the four holy monks, just when the four holy monks were trying their best to get rid of the arms that were entangled, they only felt a stuffiness in their chests, and then their eyes were dark, and then they only heard four muffled sounds.

Then the four figures flew out upside down, lying on the ground without a sound.

Mo Yi then flicked his legs, and the person jumped into the air, his arms suddenly became a few points longer, and his hand was in the shape of a hammer, which was the dragon and snake martial art, 'Five-Flower Cannon Hammer'!

The blow was obviously extremely fierce, but it fell with his figure without a trace of wind.

Ning Daoqi could only watch, a casserole-sized hammer fist was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, but his body didn't even have time to react, and then there was a crisp sound of a broken skull, followed by a huge muffled sound, dust raised, and rubble all over the sky.

When the broken stones and dust fell, Ning Daoqi's location was no longer his figure, only a pit could be faintly distinguished, and a leaking bun seemed to be Ning Daoqi's.

Then Mo Yi stood in front of Fan Qinghui, who was still kowtowing, at this time, this fairy-like woman, her forehead was cracked, blood was flowing all over the ground, and her face was like a yaksha, but she didn't know, but she just kowtowed mechanically.

And Xu Daofu, who stood aside and didn't make a move from beginning to end, was just a joke, and he turned around and was about to leave.

Mo Yi looked at the departing Xu Daofu and smiled slightly, his mouth opened, Xu Daofu's departing figure paused slightly, turned around and made a joke again, and after that, Heavenly Master Dao had no more information from him.