Vol 2 Chapter 36: : King Moko [please subscribe~]

"Puff!" Taking advantage of the distraction of the old man with the green bamboo stick, Su Jin flicked his fingers, and a bolt of lightning turned into a sword light, which suddenly pierced the opponent's eyebrows, and exploded a big blood-sparking hole in his forehead. Cruel and bloody.
"Elder Liu!" Fairy Ling Xiao's eyes were full of regret, and she screamed, and countless runes appeared all over her body, which condensed into a huge goddess charm on top of her head, holding a huge sword, and slashing at Su Jin's body.
Su Jin deliberately tried the power of this form, making the Thunder Demon Sword in his hand countless times larger, and banged against the sword of the form.
An unimaginable huge force was infused into him along the Thunder Demon Sword, almost breaking his right arm, his body was knocked back in mid-air, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with scarlet blood.
"Boom!" In a blink of an eye, the goddess Faxiang swung her sword again, the huge blade cutting the air, making a heart-shaking explosion.
Su Jin took a breath, looked up at the thundercloud on the sky, raised the magic sword in his hand high, circling the fairy energy, and constantly dragged the terrifying thundercloud down and added it to the magic sword.
Soon, the magical magic sword and the thunder magic sword collided again. With the help of the thunder in the thunder cloud, Su Jin actually forcibly knocked the magic magic sword, causing the huge goddess magic sword to sway slightly in mid-air.
"Puff!" The goddess was wounded, and the fairy Lingxiao, who was connected with her mind, spewed out a mouthful of scarlet blood, feeling the qi and blood surging continuously in her body, and her mind gradually retreated.
"Don't fight, all retreat!" Fairy Ling Xiao controlled the goddess's facial expression, constantly knocking open the larger and heavier Thunder Demon Sword, shouting.
"Can you retreat?" The devil sneered again and again, and released countless black runes between his hands, which turned into patches of black mist, covering a radius of ten miles. See 1 Yarn 3 Chinese Net
The elders with the Blue Cloud Gate tried to leave the battlefield, but when they came to the end of the mist, they realized that their souls simply couldn't penetrate this strange magic mist.
Fairy Ling Xiao waved Zhenzong's Immortal Sword, trying to smash the magic mist, but what she didn't expect was that the fairy sword easily penetrated the magic mist without encountering any obstacles at all.
"Not good..." Her face changed suddenly, she put away the fairy sword, raised her eyes and said to Su Jin: "Friends Daoist, we Qingyunzong has fallen, we dare not make any requests, please quickly collect your magical powers!"
Su Jin said: "There is no turning back when you open the bow. The result is your own choice. How can you regret it when you see the situation is bad?"
Fairy Lingxiao frowned and shouted sternly: "If we all explode, you will definitely not end well, fellow Taoists, please forgive others and forgive others, don't force us to burn jade and stone!"
"Then you guys explode." Su Jin smiled lightly: "It should be a long time since I have seen such a bright firework."
Fairy Lingxiao: "..."
"boom!"
During the conversation, Su Jin took advantage of the right time and place to draw thousands of thunder, and completely defeated the goddess. Fairy Ling Xiao's body trembled suddenly, and countless needle-like blood beads appeared in the pores under the placket. Two losses, the soul trembled.
"Don't kill me!" Seeing the thunder god-like man who gathered countless thunders and walked towards him step by step, Fairy Ling Xiao, who had shown his trump cards, was really a little frightened and shouted loudly: "I would like to offer Qingyunzong both hands. , Just to survive!"
Su Jin turned a deaf ear to her words, stepped on the void, and quickly came to her, and the long sword that implicated the mid-air Thundercloud slammed into her chest.
Fairy Ling Xiao didn't have the courage to fight him, turned around and fled. At this moment, the arrogance, the dream, the ambition of the past were all stepped into the mud.
"Hey!" But no matter how fast she is, how can she be faster than Feijian, and how can she be faster than Thunder? In an instant, a blade of sword light pierced her back, penetrated her front heart, and wiped out all the vitality in her body.
A talented female cultivator who has been highly anticipated from till now, has lost her soul and soul!
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The most indispensable thing in this land of China is talent, even just like leeks. It was harvested by some immortals or by their enemies. When it died, it was the same as ordinary people!
The sect master is dead, the great elder is dead, and the elder Chuan Gong is dead... the remaining seven elders are about to collapse.
Two of them chose to explode, and the remaining five chose to kneel and beg for mercy. It's a pity that the devil did not accept their begging for mercy, so in the end there were five more kneeling corpses on the ground!
"Injustice!" Ji Zang couldn't bear to look straight, chanting the scriptures silently with low eyes.
"Thank you fellow daoist for helping me withdraw a lot of thunder and help me through this thunderstorm." At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a tattoo with a picture of a mountain and river and a shrine came out of the gradually dissipating thundercloud. Bowing to Su Jin.
Su Jin put away the Thunder Demon Sword between her hands, squinted her eyes and said to this person: "That is, the man thundercloud just now is your robbery?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Officially. My name is Moko. He was once the king of Moko. There are too many wicked people in Moko under my rule. They do evil things and are difficult to discipline, so I issued a big The ambition is to transform all the evil people in the country into Buddhas... It's a pity that I overestimated my abilities and underestimated the evil in human nature. I spent many years and I failed to transform them all. , Which gave rise to this robbery."
Su Jin heard this story very familiar, but couldn't remember where she had heard it for a while, so she just asked curiously: "As far as I know, kings can't practice, why can you avoid the vulgar? The strength is not low!"
"When I was a king, no one dared to teach me to practice." Moko replied: "I just wanted to turn the wicked into Buddhas, not to turn them into real Buddhas, but to make them reach. The Buddha's realm is no longer evil. As for my strength, I have cultivated myself after stepping down as the king, so I was the king of Moko just now."
Su Jin nodded slightly and said, "How is your Namo Ke Country now?"
Mo Ke sighed and said, "It is still mostly bad people, maybe this is human nature, human nature is evil by nature."
"Evil is inexhaustible, but we can't give up the transformation of the world because we can't overcome all the evils." Jizo suddenly said.
Mo Ke moved in his heart and raised his eyes and said: "This is also a question I have been thinking about. After crossing one wicked person, there is another wicked person, after crossing the next wicked person, there is the next one, endless, endless. So many. What's the difference between crossing one and one less? What's the point of persisting like this?"