Lying on a cold and hard ground, in severe pain, Moko had a feeling of falling apart, he was shrouded in that brilliant white light, the whole person was like being struck by lightning, his body seemed to jump in countless spatial faults, and was constantly torn apart, and it took nearly ten minutes before he fell, and he didn't know where he came.

Lying like this, Moko felt that his whole body seemed to be shattered, and his eyes looked at the thick white mist above his head, and the whole person turned over the river.

I don't know where it is here, the spiritual power is so dense that it is in a state of atomization, full of frightening, and it is filled with a faint mysterious aura, masculine and profound, which seems to be a higher level than the aura.

For all this, Moko didn't pay too much attention to it, and his heart was so anxious at the moment that he couldn't calm down.

Originally, he urged the token given to him by the disaster beast with all his might, because Ling'er said that he could save everyone, but at this time, he suddenly realized that Ling'er had deceived himself, and this token would not save everyone at all, and once it was activated, it would teleport the instigator to the place of trial.

Master, Master, how is it? How is the Seventh Princess? Eldest brother, Third Brother, how is it?

Thinking of this, Moko's heart was extremely bitter, his heart was like a knife, and a drop of crystal tears, like a pearl with a broken thread, couldn't help but fall.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, just because it's not time to be sad.

Since he was discovered by Du Er and accepted as a disciple, Mo Ke has never shed tears in the past ten years, but at this moment, he can't help but cry, his heart has accumulated too much pain and sadness, and he must pour it out.

The tears continued to roll down, and soon a large area gathered, but Moko's face showed a kind of loneliness.

It is a terrible state, the soul is lonely, covered with dust, and if it goes on like this, everything that Moko has been practicing for many years will completely collapse, and in the midst of endless sorrow and remorse, he will quickly grow old and be destroyed.

However, in this state, no one else can help, and he can only rely on himself. Unable to get through, the soul is exhausted, and he dies quickly in sorrow and remorse, and after passing, the soul becomes more and more firm and strong, like Nirvana reborn.

One day

Two days

Three days

Three full days have passed, and the atomized aura continues to fill his **, moisturizing, his physical injuries have long recovered, but Moko's breath is getting darker and darker, zuihou, it is as thin as a gossamer, if there is nothing, like a corpse.

At a certain moment, a glimmer of bright light suddenly bloomed in Moko's dim eyes, and it was fleeting.

This light, full of hope, longing, and firmness, is like a parched land, which has been injected with a large spring of clear water, and once again radiated with strong vitality.

Moko's breath skyrocketed rapidly, getting bigger, bigger, bigger again!

No one knows what kind of spiritual catastrophe Moko has experienced, but under this spiritual calamity of nine deaths, Moko has carried it alive, and that kind of hope, desire, and firm eyes speak for itself, do not abandon, do not give up, even if there is a glimmer of hope, you must work hard for it!

A large amount of mist spiritual power rushed into Moko's body, and he didn't stay for a moment, and after ten breaths, he suddenly stood up, and his whole temperament changed greatly, floating and ethereal, and between his gestures, he became more and more powerful.

Standing calmly on the spot, Moko felt that he was stronger than ever, and his confidence was full again.

"Even if Amitabha Buddha and they all fall, I will use all my life to resurrect them! It is rumored that in the midst of the desolation, there are peerless strong people who can reverse the destiny of heaven and bring people back to life.

After recovering, Moko sensed himself and found the Qiankun map in his body, which was fragmented, but did not collapse, and there seemed to be a chaotic air flow circulating at the fracture, which seemed to be slowly repairing. Moko called several times in succession, and Ling'er was also silent.

It was only at this moment that Moko began to pay attention to his surroundings, and found that everything around him was shrouded in white mist, and there was an ancient stone of azure color under his feet, and there was a kind of breath of time flowing in the meantime.

"Huh?

At this moment, Moke's heart moved, and he sensed that Xiao Jin was scratching his ears and cheeks in the Qiankun bag, and he was playing around.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Jin jumped out of the bag, and when he saw Moko, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly jumped over, shaking his head and tail happily, and the little monkey's paws slapped his little chest, making a frightened expression.

With a touching smile, Moko had a blood connection with Xiao Jin, so he could easily know his thoughts, scratched his little head, and made a comforting smile.

"Xiaojin, I'm fine, let's go, let's take a look. Waving his hand, Moko smiled lightly.

Nodding obediently, the little golden brush pulled, and deftly climbed onto Moko's body, and the small body half-squatted on Moko's shoulder, making a squeaky sound.

With a single step, Moko walked forward, and at the same time, the Buddha's consciousness radiated and spread all around. As the Buddha's consciousness radiated, Mo Ke suddenly found that there seemed to be a small altar three hundred meters away, but it was shrouded in a faint white mist and could not be clearly identified.

Moko was extremely fast, and in a short time, he came to the front of the altar and saw everything clearly.

This is a small altar with a radius of ten meters, and the whole body presents a kind of crystal colorful luster, as if it contains some kind of mysterious liliang. On the altar, there are some simple and vague textures depicted, but at its core, there is a groove with a unique shape, which is the groove of a scepter.

With a move in his heart, Moko turned his hand and took out the token scepter, threw it, and it just fit together seamlessly.

Buzz

Suddenly, the entire altar seemed to be stimulated, blooming with dazzling multicolored light, and then, like wolf smoke, it stood straight and slammed into the sky

Almost as the altar was stirred, in the midst of a vast volcanic mass, one of the most majestic volcanoes was suddenly filled with smoke, and magma erupted like a flood, and in it, a huge crimson bull rushed out, majestic and inviolable, trampling on the magma, and raising its head to the sky with an earth-shattering roar.

"Whew!"

The bull roared, trampling on the torrent of magma, and on its back, sat a young man in a brocade robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the whole person's aura was fierce, like a sharp sword, which would slash out at any time and kill all enemies.

Bathed in endless flames, the brocade-robed young man's eyes were like a puff of flames burning, and he licked the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of interest.

"Let's go!"

The brocade-robed young man pointed at the void, and a piercing sword shot out to his fingertips, and suddenly the void in front of him collapsed, and the void was torn open with a hideous opening.

The huge crimson bull roared, jumped suddenly, and the young man in the brocade robe had already disappeared into the void crack.

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