?“ Poof!"

A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the old monk's eyes suddenly dizzled, and then, the shriveled body fell weakly, and the whole person suddenly lost all his breath. net

Old monk, passed away!

There was a sadness in his heart, with the supreme reverence for this great Buddhist master, Mo Ke quickly approached the purple mill real gold temple, and the unconscious Zen sound Buddha chanting was transmitted, if Daigo was empowered, like the morning bell and dusk drum, it was thought-provoking, and the golden Buddha array that enveloped the entire temple also began to dim rapidly.

This Buddha array is naturally the Great Mandala Refuge Formation in the mouth of Master Fuxian, and at this time, the golden lotus that is constantly disillusioned also weakened, and a table-sized wheel magic weapon appears, swallowing a terrifying breath, ups and downs.

This wheel presents a white-gold, mottled and ancient, flowing with a breath of vicissitudes of time, and the hexagonal sharpness, as if it can cut everything, and it is indestructible.

"It's really a good magic weapon, and it's huge!"

After seeing the hexagonal wheel in front of them, everyone's hearts were hot, knowing that this was the eye of the entire formation, the Six Brahma Jun Heavenly Buddha Wheel.

"Huh, how so?"

Just when that formation dimmed and the situation in the Purple Grinding True Gold Temple became clearer and clearer, Mo Ke was shocked in his heart, and huge doubts arose in his heart. For some reason, when he looked at the towering stone stele, there was a hazy feeling on it, and his seducing eyebrows and Buddha eyes kept beating.

As soon as the thought in his heart moved, streams of pure Buddha Yuan power poured out, and suddenly the Buddha eyes in Moke's eyebrows opened, and he suddenly eliminated that hazy feeling, and looked at the stele again.

At this glance, Mo Ke couldn't help but shiver, and the sorrow and admiration that originally haunted his heart turned into a cold in an instant, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

Under the gaze of Moko's Buddha's eyes, the handwriting on the stele turned into a series of twisted black lines, which were discarded, and the handwriting with a faint golden light appeared, but it was very different from the words on the stele just now.

"Amitabha, a destined person, the poor monk jade hand Buddha heart Puxian, to suppress the demon here, the source is exhausted, before dying to the Golden Temple origin tablet to leave a last word, the suppression here is the devil of the great devil chief, the practice of the tragic supreme demon blood nerves, in the emperor star planted thousands of blood gods, a glory, the poor monk can not bear the tragic death of thousands of living beings, desperately suppressed here. Those who see this monument, when the demon is not extinguished, do not open the Buddha array, otherwise, the Emperor Star will definitely set off another bloody storm! Remember! Remember!"

The handwriting on the stele is very scribbled, it seems that a Buddhist monk wrote it in a hurry before he was about to die.

"This old monk who claims to be Fuxian is not the real Fuxian, he is the demon who has been suppressed!"

In an instant, this thought popped out of Moko's heart, and he felt a chill all over his body.

"Amitabha, everyone, stop quickly! This is not a high monk and a virtuous man, but the big devil who has been suppressed!" Mo Ke took a deep breath and then shouted loudly.

"What?"

"How is this possible? Who just said that?"

Moko's loud shout sounded, and everyone who shot towards the temple was stunned, and they all looked at Moko. Some of them stopped walking with their eyes changing, but there were still nearly twenty of them, forming several formations and shooting rapidly forward.

The precious magic weapon, the secret method, is right in front of him, and Mo Ke's shout like this at this moment has little effect, after all, he has just taken the lead in worshiping the other party. Moreover, judging from all the signs, Moko obviously wanted to speak amazingly, and take the opportunity to break into the temple first and get everything. "Hmph, little monk, don't bewitch me, everyone has a fate for the Buddha Treasure!" a yin voice came, and I don't know which one it was.

"Woohoo"

Everyone was like a lightning flash, and they all rushed towards the temple, and as for Moko's astonishing words just now, they had already forgotten about it, and it was determined that Moko wanted to frighten everyone.

Moko stopped, his face very ugly.

"Little bald head, what's going on?" Dai raised her eyebrows, and the seventh princess also stopped her figure and asked.

Others don't know about Moko, but she knows very well, knowing this kind of thing, Moko will not deceive everyone at all. It's just that even the Seventh Princess believes that the dry corpse in front of her, who has no breath and has passed away, is that Fuxian.

With a wry smile, Mo Ke said, "Amitabha, donor, little monk, my Buddha's eyes have the effect of penetrating the essence, and the stone tablet is weird!"

The seventh princess Bingxue is smart, and she has great trust in Moko, and when she heard this, her big eyes rolled slightly, and she completely understood some of the reasons. And thinking of the previous things, the seven princesses couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

With a bright smile, the seventh princess quietly said, "Little bald head, isn't this very good, they have suffered a loss when they enter it, we will wait for the opportunity to move again to obtain the Buddha treasure and secret arts! Don't worry, this princess can't look down on these yet, when the time comes, just pick one piece, and the rest will be given to you!"

His face changed again and again, but Mo Ke didn't seem to hear the transmission of the Seventh Princess, his eyes stared at the front, and one thought after another rose in his heart.

In just a few moments when Mo Ke was talking to the Seventh Princess, except for the dozen or so people who were frightened by Mo Ke's words, the rest of the more than twenty cultivators of the Distraction Stage had already gathered into a group and launched an attack on the formation in front of them.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

The loud sound sounded earth-shatteringly, under the attack of more than 20 people, the dim Buddha array shook violently, and the golden lotus flashed on it, resisting the attack, and at the same time, the six Brahma Jun Tian Buddha wheels suspended above the Buddha array let out a mournful roar, sending out a liliang impact to the temple above the Qiankun map.

In this map of thousands of miles like great rivers and mountains, there are countless cultivators constantly attacking at this moment, and one of the pitch-black talismans is very powerful, colliding left and right, and the aura is strong. However, the most domineering thing is a flame oven, burning, rampant, and arrogant.

"Buzz"

Thousands of miles of Qiankun are rippling, and it is obvious that this wave of attacks is very uncomfortable. However, after receiving the liliang of the wheel, it was immediately fed back with a strong liliang, which instantly impacted down and injected into the Great Mandala Refuge Formation.

"Refuge! Refuge! Refuge!"

The Buddha array rippled, and the unbearable sound waves came, and more than 20 people turned pale and suffered a small loss.

"Hurry, hurry, take advantage of the fact that those people have not escaped from the thousands of miles of Qiankun diagram, we will go all out to break through this great mandala refuge formation and obtain the treasure of the Buddha!" a big man shouted violently, agitating everyone.

Perhaps his words played a role, and the two dozen or so people who failed to strike a blow once again had a tendency to move.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

At this moment, a clear voice came, and everyone looked at it, and instantly locked on a handsome and extraordinary young scholar, who was surrounded by five cultivators in the center, holding a jade flute in his hand, wearing Confucian clothes, and wearing a jade-colored belt around his waist.

"Zhou Yushu in Xia Haoran Academy, everyone, are you confused? The master who arranged the formation has passed away, the formation has no master to preside, and the blessed soul imprint will also dissipate, why should we attack it? According to the simplest method, occupy the six portals of this formation respectively, refine it with refined blood, and break into it, it is easy!" With a leisurely smile on his face, Zhou Yushu spoke.

"Brush Lala"

After saying this, Zhou Yushu immediately shot towards one place with the five cultivators who were surrounding him.

This great mandala refuge formation is set up with the six Brahma Juntian Buddha wheels as the main array, and it is obvious that its hexagonal direction is where the six sub-array eyes of the entire Buddha array are located. Kneel and beg to share

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