Thank you Feitian Xianyin for your big monthly ticket! Everyone has a big vote to vote! Tiger eyes thank you! In fact, when the old man reminded Moke, he also realized this problem, its master, the third son of the demon god Dongqing, is only afraid that the strength is not weak, with unknown hole cards, at this time, I am afraid that it will be a hard battle. However, thinking about the tens of thousands of living beings who died tragically, and then thinking of his current strength and hole cards, Moko finally decided to stay and transform the three princesses of Qingqing together. Suspended in the void, Crane Zhenyang tried his best to keep his face calm, but his heart had already set off a monstrous wave, which was difficult to calm down for a long time. "Terrifying! It's terrifying! A strong man in the Tribulation Period, whose soul has been tempered thousands of times, has been tempered like this! No wonder Master Zun has mentioned many times that Buddhism's supernatural powers are the most vicious, and although he preaches a set of compassion concepts, in essence, it is ten times more terrifying than the evil demons! If I am also transformed by it, become a slave, and my soul falls, it is simply better to live than to die! Life is better than death!" He Zhenyang sighed in his heart, looking at Moko's gaze, he was already full of a deep jealousy, for fear that the other party would backhand against him. Mo Ke didn't know what was going on in Crane Zhenyang's heart, so he turned his head and smiled and said, "Amitabha, donor, little monk Mo Ke is polite! The donor is compassionate and admirable! The donor has also heard about it, and I'm afraid that a strong man will come later, I don't know how the donor chooses?" His heart trembled slightly, He Zhenyang hurriedly arched his hand, and responded with a smile, "Little master, you don't need to be polite, it is the duty of my generation to kill demons and demons, and the third son of Naqing has created such a sin, I He Zhenyang naturally can't sit idly by." However, the other party's strength is only afraid of being extremely strong, this time to eliminate the demon guard, I only have the little master to look at the horse!" This passage, among Confucianism, is Yangmou, dignified and unopposed, convincing and without objection. "Hmph, you two fools, you don't even know how to escape, lest this princess chase and kill you!" Just as Moko was about to continue speaking, a cold muffled snort sounded, turning into a heavy wave of pressure and chasing, rolling in, with a grandiose, majestic, worshipable, dominant-like flavor. "Whoa" With this sound, the void in front of Moko shattered like glass, and a huge ship with a terrifying golden aura appeared, like a supreme divine boat sailing on the bitter sea, slightly swallowing the breath, which made the surrounding energy chaotic, and it was extremely terrifying. The next moment, the giant ship rose up to the sky, there were green dragons absorbing water, white tigers stepping on gold, there were vermilion birds breathing fire, there were Xuanwu breaking mountains, and immortals lifted the sun and soared, and primitive people sacrificed to the heavens. In the infinite images, a figure stepped out step by step, like a dragon and a tiger, extremely majestic, and the next moment, it had already broken away from the giant ship and appeared in front of Moko. This was a young man wearing a pure purple Taoist robe and a thunder yang crown on his head, his eyes were sharp, his face was as cold as frost, and he was holding a golden bone spear with red flames rising in his left hand, and an incomparably sharp, tearing aura burst out. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then, Moko's gaze was drawn to his right hand. In the right hand of this young man, he was grasping an aging old man at this moment, none other than the old man who had just been molten and sent away. "Master! The old slave is incompetent, and he was caught by Princess Qingsan! You have to be careful, he didn't come alone, there are several geniuses and strong people in the huge ship! Be careful of his god-destroying bone spear, and also, you must pay attention to his "tent!" "Ah!" Just saw Mo Ke, the old man hurriedly shouted, reminding Mo Ke, but before his words fell, the indifferent young man raised his sword eyebrows, and a sharp sword light suddenly swirled on his right hand, and the next moment, with a sound of the canopy, the sword light flashed thousands of times in an instant, and the old man let out a miserable scream and died tragically on the spot. Killing this old man is like crushing an ant. The young man waved his hand lightly, grabbed the void, and suddenly a roaring and twisted soul was captured, and it was taken into his palm and disappeared without a trace. It all happened so fast that Moko didn't even have time to stop it. "Amitabha Buddha donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" Mo Ke spoke, his expression solemn. Obviously, the young man in front of him is the third son of Qing. And its strength, Mo Ke is also clear at a glance, it is not the strength of the immortals, but it is one step away from the immortals, and it seems that it can be stepped into at any time, and it is at the level of the peak of the tribulation. "Ahh This bone spear pierced out at once, and Mo Ke was immediately shocked, its quality was only afraid that it could be comparable to a medium-grade peak immortal weapon. Except for some real perverted demons, ordinary genius cultivators, as long as they do not achieve heavenly immortals, they are unable to burst out the power of immortal weapons, and the strongest ones can only be urged with all their might, and the power is comparable to that of medium-grade peak immortal weapons. This is already very amazing, this level of terrorist attack is enough to severely damage and even kill ordinary immortal powerhouses. At this time, Princess Qingsan's bone spear pierced out, which was extremely amazing, and it was even comparable to the full force of a medium-grade peak immortal weapon. "King Kong Fist!" In the face of this blow, Moko's eyes lit up, and he was a little surprised, but he did not panic at all, but had an urge to jump. The five fingers are clenched, the thumb is pressed on the fist, the root joint is powerful, and a kind of incorruptible breath of King Kong is transmitted out, and a punch is punched out, and the fist intent is swept wantonly, and the Gengjin liliang in the heart of the Shura King Kong in the body is like a big river, galloping, and the Buddha's light is sweeping. "When!When!When!" In an instant, Moko's fist wrapped in the power of the Three Buddhas collided heavily with this bone spear, and he didn't know how many times it collided, and in the end, it turned into a scattered energy storm, and Moko and Qing Sangongzi each retreated. "Kill! Demon Descending!" Qing Sangongzi's eyes flashed coldly, and with a painful wave of his hand, seven drops of blood appeared, exuding a rich bloody aura, as if it was made up of hundreds of millions of blood. "Boom!" As soon as these seven drops of blood merged into the bone spear, the blood qi suddenly ran through the sun like a long rainbow, and pieces of demon clouds rolled out, enveloping the body of Qing San Gongzi up and down, with a thick, desolate, quaint, and heavy desolate aura, which made Mo Ke's mood extremely heavy. The next moment, the bone spear turned out to be a transformation, forming a fierce demon with hideous bone spurs, its fangs hideous, and it was bitten down fiercely.

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The latest chapter of the high-speed first Buddha Song, this chapter is the 413th chapter of the Qing Sangongzi address, if you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in the QQ group and Weibo!