The eighteen Buddhist beads in the hands of Daojun Da Mo shone brightly, and his whole body suddenly grew taller from an irregular spherical shape.
The endless aura of Buddha's Light and Dao Yun was surging around him. He did not make a sudden attack on Mo Wuji, or he knew that even if he made a sudden attack, he might not be able to do anything to Mo Wuji.
"Wait a minute..." Daojun Dao of the Desert said to Emperor Mingyue on the side, stopping Daojun Dao of the Desert's movements.
Daojun Dao of the Desert nodded. He indeed stopped moving, but the aura of Buddha's light from his eighteen beads became more and more powerful and captivating. These Buddha's lights soon filled the entire hall, not only locking all the spaces in the hall, but also
Mo Wuji and Meng Ye were locked.
"Meng Ye, this big brother of yours looks very good. He is even proficient in void formations. He also arranged the void formations under our noses and used the formations to break the formations and snatch away the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo in the desert. It's amazing.
"Mingyue gave a thumbs up.
Then he said to Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo, where did you learn the void formation pattern from?"
Before Mo Wuji had time to speak, he felt the endless Nirvana Dao Yun seeping into his body. The terrifying Nirvana aura was raging in his veins. It can be imagined that if he did not have the Poisonous Veins, these Nirvana auras would be able to circulate in a very long time.
He was turned into sand in a short time.
It's a pity that Mo Wuji has the Poison-Reducing Network, so these nirvana breaths were swept away by Mo Wuji in an instant, sent into the Poison-Reducing Network, and then disappeared again.
Mo Wuji didn't pay attention to these Nisha Daoyun, and Meng on the side was not so relaxed. Almost at the same time that Mo Wuji transformed all the Nisha Daoyun through the Poisonous Luo, Meng also let out a scream.
He screamed, "Brother Mo, save me."
At this moment, Meng Ye's shoes and trousers all turned into sand and fell to the ground, and even Meng Ye's ankles were rapidly melting.
Meng Ye was frightened. He knew that he overestimated his ability to deal with Nisha Daoyun and underestimated the recovery of Daojun Dao of the Desert.
In his opinion, even if Daojun Dao of the Desert recovers, he will not be able to recover much stronger than him. Now it seems that this is not the case at all. Daojun Dao of the Desert must have met a better opportunity than him and recovered faster than him.
This was because Da Mo had not used Ji Bing Tian Bamboo. If Da Mo had used Ji Bing Tian Bamboo, I am afraid that Meng Ye would not even have a chance to fight back.
Mo Wuji glanced at Meng Ye and then looked away. He looked at Dao Lord Da Mo and said, "Da Mo, I'm surprised. Meng Ye and Dui Zhao are not fools. The place where they hide their treasures is also very hidden. How could they be discovered?
Did you two find out?"
"Hahahaha..." God Emperor Mingyue on the side laughed loudly, pointed at Mo Wuji and said, "Mo, although I don't know your origin, I suggest you answer my question first, your void
Where did you learn the divine patterns? Don’t even think about escaping, because you simply can’t escape.”
"If an ant escapes in this place, there is no need for me, Dao Mo, to sit in the seat of the Fourth Dao Lord..." Dao Monarch Da Mo suddenly paused, and then said with some surprise, "I said it's not a big deal at all.
Don’t be afraid anymore, it turns out you can resist my Nisha magical power..."
"Hey, it's true." Ming Yue exclaimed in surprise, then pointed at Meng Ye indifferently and said, "Meng Ye, this is your Brother Mo. You have been transformed into sand. He doesn't seem to have seen it..."
"Who said I wanted to run away?" Mo Wuji said calmly, "I still have things I haven't taken away, so why should I run away?"
"Thank you, Brother Mo." After Meng Ye asked for help from Mo Wuji, he inexplicably felt that the Nisha Daoyun was swept away and then disappeared. As for how these Nisha Daoyun were swept away by Mo Wuji, he had no idea.
Not sure.
At this moment, Meng Ye was even more wary of Mo Wuji's mystery. Originally, he was planning to use the forbidden technique to escape. Unexpectedly, Mo Wuji remained calm and easily melted away his Nisha Daoyun, leaving him safe and sound. This
A means...
"Are you okay?" Not only Ming Yue, but also Da Mo looked at Meng Ye in shock. If it was a coincidence that Mo Wuji could deal with his Nisha, then Mo Wuji remained calm and didn't even notice it.
It was not easy to remove the Nisha Daoyun from Meng Ye around him. He suddenly felt a little worried about whether he could snatch the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo from Mo Wuji.
Da Mo had some regrets in his heart. He regretted that he should not have waited until now. He should have used Jibing Tianzhu to restore his sea of consciousness and spiritual connections as soon as possible. Although using Jibingtianzhu early was not perfect, it was better than getting nothing at all.
Countless times.
"Haha..." This time it was Meng Ye's turn to laugh. He also pointed at Da Mo and Ming Yue and said, "Brother Mo even caught Saint Huan Ting. You two are just a king and a god."
Are they just emperors, or two quasi-sages who have not yet recovered from heavy injuries after suffering numerous calamities, can they compare with Saint Huantiao?"
"What did you say?" Ming Yue jumped up and stared at Mo Wuji in shock, "Did you really hold Huantiao?"
Da Mo was also shocked, and then laughed, "Brother Ming Yue, why do you need to believe..."
Before he finished speaking, Da Mo stopped and stared at Mo Wuji's hand with a shocked face.
In Mo Wuji's hand, he held a man as thin as a skeleton. There was a rusty Buddha shovel on this man's body. Everyone in the desert or Mingyue recognized this Buddha shovel as the Seven Buddha shovel.
Although the Taoist aura around the skeletal man was completely locked onto Mo Wuji, the powerful aura of the Holy Tao could still be felt by Da Mo and Ming Yue.
Ming Yue murmured to himself, "He is really Saint Huantiao, he is really..."
There was fear in his eyes. The saint's reputation was not just talk. Mo Wuji imprisoned the saint, which was an unparalleled blow to his character.
Perhaps an ordinary person would not have experienced such a blow. As a person with a divine status, Ming Yue is very aware of the difficulties of being a saint. Even he, Ming Yue, would never be able to step into the path of a saint if there were no accidents.
Because it is too high, too difficult, and too untouchable.
Now that the untouchable and powerful saint in his heart was caught in Mo Wuji's hands, what kind of impact was this?
Not only Ming Yue, but also Da Mo was stunned. Among the eight saints, seven saints often held banquets to entertain heroes from all over the world. He had met Saint Huan Mi countless times, so he recognized him at a glance.
It turned out that the person imprisoned by Mo Wuji was Saint Huantiao, and he was not deceived.
"Holy Lord Huansi, is it really you?" After a few breaths, Da Mo asked in disbelief.
Huanwei coughed twice, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his skull-like mouth, "Damo, Mingyue, I didn't expect that you would also fall into the hands of fellow Taoist Mo."
Huan Ti knew Mo Wuji very well. Even though everything about him was now blocked by Mo Wuji, he still thought that Mo Wuji controlled Da Mo and Ming Yue.
Da Mo and Ming Yue took a breath of air-conditioning. At this moment, they felt that their scalps were exploding. Where did this Brother Mo come from? They no longer had the confidence they had before.
"Huantiao, how is my elixir garden now?" Mo Wuji glanced at Huantiao, who was in his hand, and asked calmly.
Huantiao coughed twice again, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Mo, I'm taking good care of you."
"That's good, maybe you will have a companion soon." Mo Wuji glanced at Da Mo and Ming Yue meaningfully, opened his hands, and Huan Tiao disappeared again, and was sent into the mortal world again by Mo Wuji.
boundary.
Not only were Da Mo and Ming Yue frightened, but even Meng's heart was beating wildly. He had always doubted in his heart whether Mo Wuji had imprisoned Huan Ti, but now he had no doubts anymore. Huan Ti had been imprisoned by Mo Wuji in a place where he
In a world that I don’t even know.
This Mo Wuji is really strong.
After Mo Wuji put away his cry, he said in a calm tone, "Damo, if you still don't put away your Nisha magical power, don't blame me for being rude."
Frightened by Mo Wuji's words, Da Mo shuddered. Da Mo subconsciously rolled his hands, and the aura of Nirvana Dao Yun around him disappeared without a trace.
The reputation of the saint is really terrible. When they were in their heyday, they were just ants in front of the saint.
Ming Yue also woke up from the shock. His disapproving look had long since disappeared. He changed to a solemn expression and said to Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo said before that there are still things that he has not taken away. I don't know."
What?"
Mo Wuji had said this before, but neither Da Mo nor Ming Yue took Mo Wuji's words to heart.
Now even Saint Huan Ti was imprisoned by Mo Wuji. They were nothing in front of Mo Wuji. As for Meng Ye calling him Brother Mo, it was no longer awkward at all.
Seeing that the two guys were frightened, Mo Wuji said even more calmly, "Back then, there was a piece of soil next to Jibing Tianzhu. Why didn't I see that piece of soil?"