Chapter Two Hundred and Five
The morning glow shines brightly among the ancient trees, and the rain and dew on the leaves and flowers shine crystal clear, like pearls rolling, the fresh air brings joy in the wind, and occasionally the fragrance of flowers comes, which makes people feel very comfortable.
This place is already a wilderness edge. There are not many monsters that are powerful and powerful, most of which are hidden in it.
After saying goodbye to Ling Shaofeng, Moke set out again on the journey back to Dafan Temple.
After picking a lot of wild fruits and coaxing Xiao Jin into the Qiankun bag, Mo Ke used the Wanxiang Invisible Bead to start a rapid journey.
"Swish swish swish swish swish..."
Stepping out step by step, Mo Ke glided like a wind, flashing among the old vines of ancient trees and trees, as fast as lightning. While rushing, he was also trying to figure out the essence of the free and fast wind steps.
"Rumbling..."
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the front, accompanied by a loud noise, and a series of thunder-like explosions, which was very amazing.
"Amitabha... there is a struggle ahead!" He was slightly stunned, and then Mo Ke stepped on his foot and ran towards the voice.
Shuving through an ancient tree, Mo Ke stood on an old vine and looked up, which immediately attracted a fierce battle in the void.
At this moment, a fierce battle was going on in the void. One of the men had a strong face, wearing a Confucian uniform, holding a jade ruler in his hand, and there were cumbersome white starlight shining on it. Every time he hit, the jade ruler burst into a thunderous roar, and its power was quite strong.
The woman standing side by side was a cool-faced, tall woman wearing a fiery red hood. She had a green leaf-like weapon under her feet, constantly emitting green light to resist the attack. Jade held a golden sword in her hand, wielding freely, like a banished immortal, with a very unique temperament.
The ones who fought against them were eight mysterious men wearing black cloaks. They all had demonic energy on their bodies, their faces were stiff and dull, but their bodies were filled with a strong sense of death, as if they were dead people. The eight men cooperated perfectly with each other and formed a strange magic array, which surrounded a man and a woman in the center, which was difficult to get rid of.
"Eight men are probably at the peak of the Demonic Infant, and are good at siege of formations. This man should be a strong Confucian scholar. As for this woman, her strength is not weak..." With a glance at her eyes, Mo Ke analyzed the situation in the field.
Although the fierce fighting between them is now and there will be no life or death in the short term, the defeat of this couple is already a foregone conclusion in Mo Ke's opinion. Because, in the void not far away, there is still a blood mist like blood floating!
In this blood mist, the huge black coffin floated, which looked very old and desolate, and filled with a decayed atmosphere.
After careful observation, Mo Ke found that there seemed to be a very amazing and terrifying cold air hidden in this large black coffin. It was not the fierce and domineering nature of the demons, nor the strange and cruelty of the demons, but a cold, strange and unpredictable nature that comes from the bone marrow.
"Husband, we were actually ambushed this time. Could it be that the news was leaked? But what should we do?" He shouted, and the golden sword in his palm emitted a sharp and solemn sword energy, forcing the two approaching monster men back. The cold and beautiful woman spoke anxiously, obviously very angry.
Compared to her anger, her husband was obviously extremely calm. After pondering, a kind of light of a great scholar flashed in his eyes. He smiled elegantly and said freely, "Madam, don't worry, since I have courage, I naturally have the means to save my life. You continue! This is the great Taoist proverb and talisman given to me by my master. The word "sarcastic" has the power of unpredictable gods and ghosts. You can quickly refine one of them and we will resist the enemy together!"
"Swish!"
With a sudden wave of his hand, an ancient black and white jade-like token appeared and was caught by the woman. On this token, a big word was written like an iron wall and silver hook, shout!
The woman's face was relieved a lot after her sweet face. She hurriedly merged with her soul power and refined the token in an instant.
The couple looked at each other, and in their eyes, there was a meaning of mutual understanding and mutual understanding, and everything was known to each other.
"Start! Start!"
The two of them all activated the black and white jade token in their hands. With a snap, the token made a crisp sound and was broken. Two huge fonts appeared in it, and the whole body showed a bright white, vast and mighty, like the most yang and strong aura filled with heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
These two fonts are exactly the word "通".
The word "门" is the supreme method of practicing Taoism. Most of the Taoist mantras are based on it. Their status is the same as the six-character mantras of Buddhism, and they are very noble. However, they are all profound and obscure, and they can truly break some of the mysteries of some of them. They are rare and extremely rare.
The fierce power exploded in an instant, like a big sun rolling, irresistible. The vast terrifying masculine power immediately radiated suddenly with the two of them as the center. The speed was so fast that it was simply shocking.
The broken token emitted a soft light to protect the couple, and the vast masculine power did not invade them at all.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh…”
Everything was too sudden. The masculine power like a torrent swept across the world. All eight cloaked men were wrapped in it and screamed. The demonic energy on their bodies evaporated in an instant and turned into mummies. They fell down like dumplings.
After instantly erasing eight men with black cloaks, the masculine power still did not reduce a little. With a loud bang, it hit the huge black coffin in the blood mist.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
After the dull noise, the blood mist was evaporated to dryness. As for the huge black coffin, several obvious hideous cracks were cracked on it.
"Amitabha...so fierce..."
Moke was originally very far away. Before the overflowing masculine power came, he hurriedly retreated. Finally, he did not reveal his traces and was affected by the fish in the pond.
Just one blow will produce terrifying destructive power. Fortunately, the battle between the two sides is in the void, otherwise, I am afraid that the destructive power will become more and more serious.
"Escape quickly!"
After this attack, the Confucian man suddenly waved his Confucian robe, and a huge impact of Confucian sect power, his body had already arrived in front of the woman. He stretched out his hand and pulled him down, and began to flee wildly.
"Oh, it's a pity."
The woman was pulled by a Confucian man and looked at the talisman in her jade palm with a pity. At this moment, this ancient talisman like jade was broken, and I am afraid that it would be completely destroyed if I used it again.
Chapter completed!