Mo Fanjun was only one step away from successfully escaping from the prison, but at the last moment he was blocked at the door of the prison by the Eighteen Arhats summoned by the Emperor of Heaven.
One step is really only one step. If not for this step, he would not have been injured so seriously, and he would not have been suppressed by the powerful magic power of the Tianlao Formation and the Eighteen Arhats.
No one can deeply understand Mo Fanjun's heart at this moment, suffering, nostalgia, love, longing, resentment, all kinds of feelings, all kinds of emotions mixed at the same time.
He was still fighting for the last time. Every time he was suppressed, he mustered up his energy and tried his best to resist and resist the power of the Eighteen Arhats.
The Eighteen Arhats actually admired Mo Fanjun very much. The Snake King's power was indeed unmatched. If it weren't for the powerful formation of Tianlao and the eighteen of them casting spells together, it is estimated that eighteen of them alone would not be enough to suppress He.
Trapped Mo Fanjun. Although they admired Mo Fanjun, it was useless for them to sympathize with him. They had to obey the orders of the Emperor of Heaven and Buddha, so they had to suppress the poor Snake King.
The light of the snake bead on Mo Fanjun's head waxes and wanes, always following Mo Fanjun's actions. Although the power is getting smaller and smaller, the snake bead is always shining unyieldingly and tenaciously. Try not to let your
The light disappears.
Everyone was full of sympathy, and every person in the heaven looked at Mo Fanjun who was resisting the formation and the Eighteen Arhats with pitiful eyes. They had all heard about him. They only sympathized with him, but they were powerless.
Yaochi watched with tears streaming down her face. She wanted to rush over to help several times, but she was held tightly by the other sisters. She could only choke and look at Mo Fanjun, who was covered in blood and used his cultivation to resist again and again.
He doesn't love himself, but he loves that mortal so much. He once had hatred and resentment, but it has completely disappeared by now. He is just a poor man. His love is not justified by nature, and his end is now like this.
Something like that.
"Yaochi, calm down, you can't go. Not only will you not be able to help him, but you will also hurt yourself, and the Emperor of Heaven will probably be even more angry." Fairy Chang'e whispered in her ear. She had felt this way before.
There was once, but now all that is left is sighing.
Yaochi shook her head, covered her mouth, and was speechless. Her heart ached, but she knew she couldn't help. There was nothing she could do.
"Snake King, just give up your resistance and surrender immediately." One of the Eighteen Arhats said softly. He couldn't bear to use a reproachful tone and looked at him covered in blood with sympathy.
Mo Fanjun held up the still conscious snake head and glared at them with his huge eyes. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and the pain on his body was even worse. He gritted his teeth and endured it.
He doesn't accept it, he doesn't give up, he won't give up, he wants to go out, he wants to leave, he wants to return to Nan Zi'er, and stay with her forever, until the end of time, until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. Even if he has to reincarnate, he will
Follow her closely step by step and accompany her.
"You guys, don't even think about it." Mo Fanjun said disdainfully, and once again mobilized all his magic power to meet the power of the Eighteen Arhats and the Tianlao Formation.
Even if it means hitting an egg against a stone, he will fight with all his strength just to return to the one he loves. Even if he pays any price, including his life, he will be at a loss.
The Eighteen Arhats were all shocked. After such a desperate resistance, they might have to die together with the Snake King in the end. On the spot, they all turned pale with fright and were a little frightened.
Just when they were at a loss and didn't know whether to withdraw their magic power, a golden Buddha light suddenly fell from the sky and fell heavily on Mo Fanjun, causing him to vomit blood again. The snake beads suddenly lost their luster in front of the light and became dark.
Very.
"Ah, Bodhisattva." Many heavenly beings present immediately recognized the source of the Buddha's light and exclaimed.
Only the Bodhisattva's voice as gentle as the spring breeze reached everyone's ears: "Snake King Mo Fanjun, don't resist stubbornly anymore. This is God's will, so just submit."
As soon as the Buddha's light pressed down, Mo Fanjun felt that his power was disappearing little by little, and when he heard the words of the always kind-hearted Bodhisattva, he suddenly became furious.
"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I don't accept it..." He roared like crazy and once again mobilized all his magic power to resist the Buddha's light.
However, how could the Buddha's light be resisted by a scarred man like him? As he roared, the Bodhisattva had noticed his thoughts, and immediately increased the intensity of the Buddha's teachings, and the Buddha's light suddenly flourished.
"Ah..." Mo Fanjun felt a mana split open his mind. All his mana was immediately dissipated, and it seemed that his mind was about to collapse.
"Ah..." Everyone in the heaven couldn't help but exclaimed. There was only one question in their hearts. Did the Buddha and the Emperor want to put Lord Mo Fan to death?
Just when everyone was in shock, sighing and feeling sorry for it, they saw a colorful light flashing out of nowhere and falling quickly and accurately on Mo Fanjun, who was still suppressed by the Buddha's light. The Buddha's light fell instantly.
Then he was hit and disappeared into thin air. However, what was even more shocking was that the colorful light did not dissipate or leave. Instead, it fell directly on Mo Fanjun, followed by black light, purple, green, and red.
..., rays of light of different colors fell on him one after another, until all twelve rays of light were completed.
A surprising phenomenon appeared. Mo Fanjun, who had been scarred and dying, seemed to have disappeared at this moment, and his huge black snake body was restored, and the snake that had completely lost its light was restored.
The pearl is shining brighter and more powerfully than before.
However, Mo Fanjun's snake body fell to the ground motionless, with its eyes closed tightly, peaceful and quiet, as if asleep, and completely unresponsive to outside sounds.
"What, what's going on?" The Eighteen Arhats were shocked. Everyone was shocked. They stared blankly at Mo Fanjun, who was still shrouded in the colorful light, and asked this question.
The Bodhisattva also remained silent, but never used Buddha's light again and continued to suppress Mo Fanjun.
The seven-colored light ignored everyone and continued to surround Mo Fanjun, then quietly moved to where he originally stayed in the prison.
"If you dare to touch him again, we will definitely become your enemies." Something unexpected happened again, and the colorful light suddenly said this sentence coldly.
The Eighteen Arhats looked at each other, but they did not dare to take action again.
The strange thing is that the formation in that prison is no longer activated, and it is extremely quiet.
Even the Bodhisattva is the same, she is still silent, no one knows whether she is there or not.