"Hey...Second Senior Brother, we actually meet like this..."

Just as Pangu's true body was being driven out and blasted out with one punch as if to destroy all eternity, a long and regretful voice sounded, and then, in front of Hongjun's shadow, a towering and boundless Bodhi tree appeared, shaking slightly, and millions of

Like the branches of emerald stretching out, there is a smell of thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. With an indescribable softness, an emerald wall has been formed to block Pan's punch.

"Puff puff puff..."

The extremely rich breath of life and the breath of destruction intertwined, like the blending of yin and yang. The infinite giant fist that wiped out the world was shaken, and it was unable to move forward at all, and was blocked for life.

With the sound and the appearance of the bodhi tree, a philanthropic old Taoist emerged, wearing a blue Tai Chi Taoist robe. He naturally had an aloof temperament, and the most attractive thing was his aura, which gave people a sense of

This boundless breath of life seems to be infinitely vibrant.

"Bodhi... you are here. How many years have passed since we were separated? It's really amazing! What is the symptom of your third senior brother raising his eyebrows? I made such a big noise, but he was not disturbed?

Do you know? Although we didn't like it when we were practicing under our mentor, we still had a deep affection. This young monk is my successor. Can you take care of me? It would be better for you to know some information.

"

Looking at the old Taoist in front of him, Hongjun's shadow became more and more ethereal and blurred, but a happy smile appeared on his face. At the same time, a power containing the aura of the Taoist shot into the old Taoist's body, causing him to frown slightly, and his face

A look of shock appeared on his face.

Ancestor Bodhi!

Although it feels a bit unbelievable, Mo Ke is still extremely certain after carefully observing the old Taoist who appeared in vain at this moment. This Taoist is none other than the famous ancestor Bodhi, who lives in the mysterious Xieyue Sanxing Cave in Fangcun Mountain. Although he has not been born, he can

But he is recognized as a being at the highest level in the world because he once taught a disciple, who was the famous Great Sage.

For this Bodhi Patriarch, Moko once explored deeply, because according to Judge Cui, his father's soul was led away by him. Unfortunately, the Xianyue Sanxing Cave in Fangcun Mountain is too mysterious, and Moko never had the chance.

, come into contact with clues.

Patriarch Bodhi waved his snow jade-like palms, and there was a feeling of floating water ripples. Suddenly the Bodhi tree shook violently, and the thousands of branches exuded increasingly dense life energy, which turned out to be like bright lines of order.

The chain firmly occupied an area. No matter how ferocious Pan was and he continued to launch fierce attacks, he was still unable to break into it.

Fighting at this level may seem like an understatement, but in fact, every move and every move contains great dangers, infinite mystical essence, and of course, infinite terrifying and destructive power.

"Second Senior Brother, back then the three of us were just a wisp of remnant souls who fled into the wilderness. You were the greatest creation and got the master's original approval. I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it. Alas, it ended up being like this! If it were like you

As I guessed, it is really... As for the third senior brother, he did not listen to my dissuasion and had a shocking battle that year that shocked the entire Hong Kong.

The desert collapsed, and he was trapped in the desperate situation of Daluotian. Now, I don’t know. As for your descendant, this young monk, I actually have many fates with him. His father practices in our Fangcun Mountain.

." Responding word for word, Patriarch Bodhi spoke very quickly, but without any confusion, giving people the feeling of big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.

No matter whether it was Patriarch Hongjun who spoke out or Patriarch Bodhi who responded, they did not deliberately avoid Moko. They obviously regarded him as one of their own.

"Rumble..."

Terrifying explosions continued to emit, coming from outside the protective layer formed by the Bodhi tree. At this moment, Patriarch Bodhi showed his power as a direct disciple of the Spirit of Chaos. No matter how Pangu stirred up Pangu's heart and mobilized Pangu's true blood, he struck out.

Pangu's boxing technique has never been able to break through. This scene shocked Mo Ke. He finally saw a real peerless strongman.

However, although Patriarch Bodhi seems to be light, he is actually under tremendous pressure. If he survives the holy tribulation, becomes a saint, and then relies on Pangu's true body to evolve Pangu boxing, even Patriarch Bodhi will be severely suppressed.

.

The Spirit of Chaos has four disciples, and the only one who has truly inherited his true essence is senior brother Pangu!

"Ancestor Bodhi, if you stop me again, I won't be polite!" A majestic and turbulent voice came out, coming from Pan.

Ancestor Bodhi seems to have turned a deaf ear to this threat. Just kidding, what is his identity? A creature born in a mere prehistoric world actually wants to threaten him? In the eyes of Ancestor Bodhi, even the saints in the prehistoric world, such as Fu Xi, etc.

The existence of the so-called Saint King cannot make him afraid.

"Buzz buzz......"

At this moment, the jade dish of creation that was constantly shining clear light on Mo Ke's head suddenly emitted a crisp and wonderful sound like the sound of nature. It was completely healed, like a wanderer returning home, buzzing in front of the phantom transformed by ancestor Hongjun.

He circled around, was swept away by him, and penetrated into Moko's body.

Boom!

At this moment, even though Moko had survived the holy calamity, he also benefited endlessly. Three thousand ancient, ignorant, primitive, and simple notes, like the sounds of heaven and earth, resounded through the soul, containing the most profound mysteries of the three thousand avenues. This

For a moment, he felt as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit. To be precise, it was ten thousand times more effective than a ginseng fruit. An extremely bright and indescribable clear light bloomed out.

This kind of light seems to be more intelligent, agile, noble and mysterious than the light of wisdom. If I have to use one word to describe it, it seems that it can only be described as infinite light.

The created jade butterfly sank into Moko's body, like a great sun blooming with infinite wisdom, appearing in the Buddha land, shining on thousands, bathing hundreds of millions of living beings, making their minds peaceful and tranquil, and many practitioners were extremely touched.

Great, the realm has advanced by leaps and bounds. Of course, the one who has benefited the most is Mo Ke, who has already succeeded in cultivation.

There is a soul in the Dharma, and millions of practicing secrets in the body are turned into various runes, intertwined with each other, and have some connections. At this moment, under the clear light emitted by the jade butterfly, it is equivalent to bathing in the most original essence of the three thousand avenues.

Among them, they were even more excited than a bull that had taken aphrodisiacs, and each one of them had an astonishing change.

"Buzz buzz..."

Although it was only for a moment, Moko had the illusion that the souls of the creatures in his Buddha Land had been cleansed, bathed in the light of wisdom, and their overall strength suddenly improved. This was only a moment, if it lasted for a long time, then

How amazing would it be? The created jade butterfly is indeed a supreme divine object that carries three thousand avenues, and it actually possesses such magical effects.

The jade butterfly of creation has been taken into Moko's bag. At this moment, there is a cloud floating above his head. This cloud is a greater creation, a supreme creation!

Pure white clouds are floating, and the transparent runes inside them are becoming more and more obvious, but they seem to have no form and are ever-changing. An indescribable noble power emanates from the white clouds...

"Junior Brother Bodhi, I can't hold on anymore... I, the successor, will get rid of you! In the future, we must rely on him!" Hongjun's phantom spoke, becoming more and more illusory, and seemed to turn into a cloud of smoke.

, a breeze will blow it away.
Chapter completed!