"Amitabha Buddha Buddha Kingdom Phantom, now!"

Without hesitation, Moko folded his hands, and suddenly the Buddha kingdom in his heart emerged, in the light of thousands of Buddhas, all beings are compassionate, independent, self-loving, without any obstacles, looking for the most simple and pure heart

This is the scene of the Buddha country under the guidance of Moko.

This is two completely different projections of the small world realm, as soon as they appear at this moment, they are intertwined and collide with each other, and finally, with a poof, like a bubble bursting, the phantom of the small world realm that has evolved from the good body is completely annihilated, and the phantom of Moko's Buddha kingdom has become extremely dim.

"Impossible! impossible! impossible!"

As if seeing the most incredible thing, the good body said three impossibilities in a row, and his face changed unpredictably, and in the end, he smiled freely, and even arched his hand, and said to Moke, "Such a big mind, boldness, great determination, do what all living beings dare not, can't, worthy of admiration! This time the fighting method, there is no need to continue, count me as defeated! Next, you will face the fusion of me and the evil body, our minds will merge again, become a part of the body, and launch the strongest blow, please pay attention to the little master!"

"Amitabha thanked the benefactor for his mercy. Moko nodded, very fond of the good body.

Without too much hesitation, the good and evil bodies glanced at each other, as if they had reached some kind of agreement, and suddenly their bodies turned into two streamers, one black and one white, and in an instant, they merged and intertwined, forming a black and white streamer, and penetrated into the chaotic and violent void.

The next moment, the entire violent and chaotic void suddenly stagnated, completely solidified, and a mysterious black and white texture portal appeared, and was pushed open with a creak, and inside, a person slowly walked out, extremely dazzling, it was Hua Yushan, the son of the Dao.

At this moment, Huayu Mountain, thousands of flowers gathered, the eyes were extremely deep, wearing ancient bronze chain mail, stepping on gold combat boots, and wearing a purple and gold crown, it seemed that there was some kind of charm, and it seemed that he was like this, but he had gathered all his demeanor in the past, and this moment was the real bloom.

"Mo Ke, you should be glad, Da Luo Jin Immortal level, you are the only one who forced me to show my true body, worthy of being the holder of one of the three Xuanhuang maternal qi, you and I fight, not only the life and death of thousands of living beings, but also the battle for luck, the belonging of Xuanhuang maternal qi, think about it, you should also be aware of it, right?" Looking at Mo Ke calmly, Hua Yushan spoke.

"Amitabha Buddha is good!" Moko clasped his hands together and spoke slowly.

As Hua Yushan said, the moment Hua Yushan completely presented his true body, Mo Ke suddenly had an indescribable aura in his body that seemed to be rising, and, in the dark, a message was transmitted to Mo Ke, it seems that Hua Yushan also has such an aura in his body, once the two sides decide on success or failure, they will also belong.

"The ultimate battle is about to begin!

"Hopefully we'll have a chance to really get a glimpse of it, and not be overshadowed by the power of the rage"

In the distance, countless onlookers were discussing, and as for the Moko Buddha Kingdom, everyone's hearts were also hanging in the air, extremely nervous. Hua Yushan, the son of the Dao, since his debut, has been too dazzling, and he has made many leapfrog kills, without a defeat, known as the son of the Dao, the strongest blow of such a demon, can Moko take it?

For this last blow, Mo Ke naturally did not dare to slack off in the slightest, his mind was completely precipitated and tranquil, the demon refining pot was suspended above his head, swallowing the light of the hole, and as for the innate spirit treasures such as the bundle of immortal ropes, they were held in the palms of six hands, and they were fully guarded.

Adapting to change with the same is the countermeasure that Moko came up with.

"I say, Let there be light!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Hua Yushan seems to have been promoted into a mysterious realm, the eyes are extremely bright, no longer black and white brilliance, but a noble yellow color, with a smile on his face, the left hand slowly opened, booming, suddenly like the Milky Way pouring out, the surging light, presenting a milky white, in the light, there are endless, non-stop praise words, blooming immortal light, washing away all sins, all distractions.

At this moment, Hua Yushan seemed to have become a god, and it was bright.

"I say, let it be dark!"

Hua Yushan spoke again, and the whole world shook together, as if he had a kind of resonance, and was responding, this situation clearly had a bit of charm of words. Saying the Dharma is the privilege of the supreme saint who penetrates the mysteries of heaven and earth and preaches the Tao and mixes the elements.

"Bang la la"

With his words, his right hand slowly opened, and the boundless darkness and deep darkness spread, like night, like ink, extremely dense, sticky, and flowing, that heavy charm contained a thought that was extremely evil!

At the same time, Hua Yushan's eyes changed again, an old man in a high-crowned ancient costume rose and fell in the depths of his left eye pupil, blooming with infinite light, and a murderous troll standing up to the sky occupied his right eye in pain, swallowing the sun and the moon, stirring the heavens and the earth.

From beginning to end, Mo Ke was extremely calm, looking at this scene indifferently, like a passing cloud, leaving no trace, the extremely noble aura in his body was circulating, making him enter a mysterious and mysterious, inexplicable mysterious realm.

Suddenly, in Hua Yushan's eyes, the old Confucian and the troll suddenly turned their heads, and each shot out a ray of light, a milky white and holy, and a pitch black evil, as if the first ray of light and darkness was born between heaven and earth after the opening of heaven and earth.

In fact, all this is just a matter of an instant, two rays of light burst out, quickly converged in the palm of Hua Yushan, intertwined, and evolved into thousands of stars and rivers of light, like the Milky Way vortex, constantly flowing, two extremely strange breaths were sent out together, infinitely beautiful notes resounded between the heavens and the earth, and a bright beam of light appeared in the palm of Hua Yushan, deriving the bright moon, the scorching sun, the dragon and the phoenix, the mountains, the rivers, the mountains, the Qiankun, the geography, and so on.

"Spring and Autumn History Pen, now!" Hua Yushan drank, and the light around him became more and more brilliant, like a god bathed in thousands of brilliance.

With his big drink, a huge white pen appeared in his palm, ancient vicissitudes, there is a taste of decay, but it seems to contain a vast and rigid atmosphere that fills the heavens and the earth, really, masculine, admirable.

Between the slight shaking of the giant pen, a force to write the heavens, across the ages, makes people feel that this huge pen is boundless and vast, every stroke can make countless people's will shattered, a kind of force that belongs to history, the spring and autumn of the history pen, between one stroke, the history of iron, can not be changed.

Among the mundane, there are historians, who are in charge of the Spring and Autumn Historical Pen, and the iron pen writes for eternity, even if the emperor and the general are irreversible. Compared with the ordinary historical pen, this huge pen seems to condense the endless majesty and rules, and it is the most magnificent thing between heaven and earth.

Quiescence!

At this moment, Wan Lai was silent, and many onlookers nervously forgot everything.

There was an incomparably noble aura rising around his body, and the Spring and Autumn History Pen in Hua Yushan's hand suddenly raised, and the monstrous bloody demonic aura emanated, as if people were about to fall into the boundless demon realm.

This handwriting is a "demon" word, as soon as it appeared, it suddenly covered the entire Doufa platform, everywhere there was blood and black gas, dead silence, all life was completely gone, and in the void, the sound of hundreds of millions of devils howling and crying was constantly conveyed.

From the outside world, where is this a magic word, it is clearly hundreds of millions of dense, constantly flickering demon words, profound and mysterious, as if talking about the truth of heaven and earth, the supreme demon way, that kind of charm, revealing the true essence of the devil's way, the demon qi is monstrous, and it exterminates the world.

Subsequently, the magic word was written in the last stroke, his pen was endless, the breath of the whole body changed in vain, Haoran, filled the heaven and earth, such as the full moon of the big day, shining on the Qiankun, such as mercury leaking the ground, all of them were round, Hua Yushan once again wrote out a "Confucian" word, full of righteousness, full of the taste of spring and autumn righteousness.

A magic word, a Confucian word.

The Spring and Autumn History pen wrote these two words, Hua Yushan's breath decreased sharply in vain, it seemed that he had just written these two words, which consumed too much of his strength and could not continue, and with his low voice, the two handwritings containing completely different meanings all bloomed and merged together

"Boom"

The terrifying roar suddenly sounded, and the dazzling brilliance filled the heavens and the earth, even with the protection of the magic weapon in the shape of fish scales, the entire Doufa platform also roared, completely collapsed, and turned into a terrifying explosion storm that swept all directions.

Inside, no one knows, no one knows, a terrifying terrifying force is exploding, there are precious treasures such as the Light River and the Demon Refining Pot, whether Moko can escape this catastrophe, no one knows, the only thing that is certain is that this blow from Moko and Hua Yushan is the strongest blow.

The terrifying storm of time and space is raging, sweeping in all directions, destroying everything, a quaint bronze pot is suspended, blooming with a faint fluorescence, in it, Mo Ke is surrounded by a river of white light, his face is very embarrassed, the blow just now, how ferocious, how beautiful, only he knows. Until this moment, Moko still had a feeling of palpitations.

The son of the Tao really lives up to his name!

Not far away, Hua Yushan was very embarrassed, and there were a lot of blood stains on his body, but his eyes were as bright as a magic lamp, and his face was very complicated, bitter, and confused, as if he had fallen into some kind of confusion.

"Why?"

After a long time, Hua Yushan smiled bitterly and looked at Moko.

did not immediately respond to Hua Yushan, Mo Ke's eyes became pure in vain, and he said indifferently, "Amitabha Buddha donor, in the heart of the poor monk, there is no good, no evil, no light, no darkness, only this eternal Buddha wish, why stick to the appearance, everything is just a water moon mirror flower, a dream bubble, the Bodhisattva of self-view, seeing that the five aggregates are empty, empty but not empty, not empty and not empty, but vacuum." ”