"This this this..."

Qing Yanjing, who was at the top, was even more shocked. From this body, she felt a trace of the breath that can only be found in the eight Buddhist temples in the clan.

But the breath of Babu Buddha, compared with it, is like cow hair.

And the coercion brought by this law body, it seems that even the endless light body is not so depressing.

The endless light body is one of the ten primitive dharmakayas.

With the appearance of the Hell Buddha.

Chen Mo raised his palm, and the Qianzhang Buddha behind him synchronized with it.

Chen Mo patted it out with a palm of the hand, and the Hell Float was wrapped in monstrous might, with an unstoppable momentum, the demon shadow entangled in the room, as if penetrating the space, and patted it towards the forehead of the scarlet statue like a ghost.

boom!

But at the moment when the Buddha took a palm shot, the red statue with his hands entangled in it also counterattacked, and immediately opened its huge mouth, as if roaring, and a terrifying red pillar of fire rushed out like a rainbow of light. .

Bang!

The two terrible forces collided and blasted the air, causing the space to be a little distorted. At this moment, a huge energy storm condensed and swept away.

At this moment, Qing Yanjing also found the point where the immortal Heavenly Spirit Array was broken, immediately pointed to a spot, and shouted: "There is the weakest point of the formation, attack there!"

However, a few people just moved.

The energy storm set off by the explosion immediately drove them all out, vomiting blood.

And the giant palm of the Buddha was also at this moment, against the spitting pillar of fire, slapped heavily on the shimmering light of the Asura divine fire on the forehead of the red statue.

Bang!

The red statue's seemingly hard forehead, or the entire head, shattered at this moment, and countless stone fragments splashed out.

Its huge strides also stopped at this moment.

A ray of red light flew out from the location of the explosion, and the fiery flame distorted the space. If it weren't for the immortal Heavenly Spirit Array, this space would have been burned and destroyed.

Chen Mo's face was pale, and this palm extracted most of his spiritual power.

He grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed it into his mouth, fighting back to bite, manipulating Qianzhang Buddha, blasting towards the point where Qing Yanjing said the spiritual formation broke, and a palm towards Shura. Shenhuo caught it.

at this time.

The ancient bloodthirsty demon vine, who had lost any resistance, swept towards Chen Mo.

"Boom!"

The Buddha blasted the weak point of the spiritual formation with a fist like destroying the world, and the spiritual formation just resisted for a moment, and then it was broken.

And the countless ancient bloodthirsty demon vines also entangled Chen Mo tightly.

He wanted to strangle the black armor on his body a little bit, and then devour his flesh and blood.

On the other side, the giant palm of the Buddha also grabbed the Shura Divine Fire into his hand and besieged it.

"The space blockade is gone." Mo Ketian, who was only slightly injured, said excitedly, and immediately looked at Chen Mo, who had been entangled by countless vines, and the undissipated Law Body, with a trembling voice:

"What kind of law body is this, so powerful?"

"Young patriarch, grab that armor quickly." Suddenly, the old man with a weak aura looked at the red statue that did not move, and pointed to the scarlet armor on his body, and said loudly.

"Sura blood mark!" Mo Ketian's expression changed, because he found that Xuan Luo had already taken a step ahead.

"Young patriarch, go get it quickly, and the old man will stop them." The old man in Ma Pao screamed, flashing towards Xuan Luo.

"Old Pifu." The badly injured Xuan Luo was not fast at all, and was soon chased by the old man in Ma Pao and blocked him.

Xuan Luo cursed secretly, and immediately took out a jade slip from the mustard bracelet and crushed it.

Seeing this, the old man in Ma Pao also took out a jade slip from the mustard bracelet and crushed it.

"Young Master Xuan Luo, this blood armor is related to the inheritance of Emperor Shura, and the old man can't let you go to the ancient Buddha tribe." The old man in Ma Pao smiled.

Xuan Luo's expression was gloomy.

Mo Xin, who wanted to sneak past, was also blocked by the old man in Ma Pao.

"Mo Kelong, you want to swallow the Mo Ke Gu clan alone, there is no door." Mo Xin shouted sharply, took out a scroll from the ring and opened it.

Suddenly, an astonishing and fierce aura quickly radiated from the scroll, and that majestic energy seemed to penetrate the world.

After a while, a huge body appeared above this space, with its hands supporting the Hundred-Zhang-sized Saint-Futu Pagoda, and even the crowd could not breathe under the mighty coercion.

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

Xuanluo, Mo Xin, and Qing Yanjing all said respectfully.

"Fotu Xuan..." The old man in Ma Pao's face sank. Although this huge body is just a phantom, the Buddha Xuan is in the middle stage of the Sage Heaven Supreme. Even if it is only a phantom, the old man in Ma Pao is not his opponent.

"Elder, the blood armor has the Shura blood mark of Emperor Shura, and the clues of Emperor Shura, we must not let the people of the Moke ancient clan take it away." Xuan Luo said to Futu Xuan.

"what?"

Futu Xuan also made a surprised voice, and soon had plans. Although the relationship between the ancient Futu clan and the Moke ancient clan is ambiguous, in the face of the inheritance of Shura the Great, the Futu Xuan still knew the choice.

"Another day, the old man will go to the Mokogu clan to visit and apologize." After speaking, Buddha Tuxuan threw the Holy Buddha Tower in his hand, and wanted to include the entire red statue in his bag.

"Old guy, don't bother you."

Just as the Saint Buddha Tower was about to cover the red statue, the void suddenly distorted somewhere, and the space was shattered immediately. A figure exuding the turbulent weather descended on this world and shot the Saint Buddha Tower with one palm.

"Father!"

Mo Ketian looked at the figure and said excitedly.

"Mo Ke Zhi." Futu Xuan's complexion changed. Although his strength is similar to Mo Ke Zhi's strength, Mo Ke Zhi is an external incarnation, and he is just a phantom of strength.

In comparison, Mokozhi clearly has the upper hand.

"Brother Buddha, it's been a long time." Mo Kezhi hovered high in the sky, and he gave a false congratulation, and then condensed his eyes, looking at the monstrous Buddha, and wondering: "What is this?"

Futu Xuan also noticed the Buddha, but he was not interested in this scene at this time, saying: "Patriarch Moke, whoever pays attention to the first come first, this blood armor, but my ancient Buddha came first."

"Ha ha."

Mo Kezhi laughed, and immediately said: "Brother Buddha, you and I are old acquaintances, do you want to fix these? I want the blood armor, and the rest is yours. And I promised that once you clear the veins of the goddess If you marry, I can learn from the blood armor and share a part of it with you, the ancient Buddha tribe."

Qing Yanjing's complexion changed.

Futu Xuan was not deceived by him, but he hesitated on the surface, smiled and said, "Let the old man think about it."

"Want to delay the time waiting for the body to come?" Mo Ke grasped the thoughts of the Buddha, ignoring him, and grabbed the blood armor.