What's wrong?

Su Yi meditated and concentrated, and the power of divine thoughts swept out, perceiving the magnificent hall on the first floor of this pagoda inch by inch.

This hall is extremely vast, enough to accommodate thousands of monks to chant and participate in meditation here, and 36 stone pillars stand, each of which is engraved with obscure and wonderful Sanskrit.

Well?

When Su Yi's divine thoughts explored a place close to twenty zhang deep, he suddenly felt a sense of stagnation, and a large array appeared in his mind.

"It turned out to be a large array of hidden breaths......"

Suddenly, Su Yi suddenly understood the reason why something was wrong.

"Be careful, this place is covered with a large array, if my expectation is good, it should be arranged by those Buddhist cultivators of Shanglin Temple. ”

Su Yi whispered.

And he used the power of divine thoughts to meditate on the mysteries of that hidden array.

Ning Xi, Mu Xi, and Lan Shao were all awe-inspiring, and they all sacrificed their respective blades.

Ning Xi's back hand held the Blue Flame Wanyue Halberd, and a bright red and clear flying sword floated in the palm of her left hand, which was as slender as a swimming fish.

Mu Xi mastered the golden war spear, and his qi was ready to go.

The most exaggerated is Lan Suo, she took out a secret talisman jade pendant and hung it on her chest, inserted a spiritual golden flying knife diagonally into her waist, coiled a small jade sword with purple qi between her hair, and took out a pair of bracers engraved with dense talisman cloud patterns......

After thinking about it, she seemed to be still uneasy, holding a thick pile of Yuan Dao jade talismans in her left and right hands, and then she exhaled as if she was satisfied, her eyes were clear, and she was eager to try.

This scene almost blinded Mu Xi's eyes!

I've seen a fully armed one, but I've never seen a whole body covered with spiritual treasures!

Ning Xi's concubine showed a different color, if this is a fighting school, should it be called ...... Throwing money flow?

As if he was a little uncomfortable by the eyes of the two, Lan Suo said suddenly:

"When I went out, the elders in the family insisted on giving it to me, saying that girls were out and they had to protect themselves, huh...... No fuss haha......"

Ning Xiwen and Mu Xi both looked away, and sighed in their hearts, people, life does not wait!

Boom!

At this time, Su Yi suddenly waved the Xuanwu sword in his hand and slashed out with a sword.

A cyan sword aura crossed the sky, with an unfathomable Dao rhyme, slashing into the void twenty zhang away.

Rumble!

The light and rain splashed, countless symbols emerged, and a large array filled with golden Buddha light appeared in everyone's field of vision.

And as Su Yi's sword fell, it was like hitting the seven inches of a snake, and the magnificent golden array shattered like paper paste and disappeared with a bang.

"This ......"

"Who is so bold as to dare to harm me and other big things?"

A cacophony of angry voices rang out.

I saw that in the depths of the main hall, there were a group of monks, all with angry faces, looking at Su Yi and them.

"The fact that the donors were able to arrive here alive was beyond the expectations of the poor monks. ”

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.

It was Jue Heng who spoke.

The monks next to him were as many as seventeen, and each of them exuded aura fluctuations that belonged to the Innate Martial Sect.

Especially the old monk with white eyebrows and white beard at the head, his breath was the most obscure, far more terrifying than the other seventeen people.

And further away from the main hall, a fierce battle is taking place.

It was a handsome young monk, dressed in coarse cloth monk's robes, and his treasure was solemn.

He held a purple gold bowl in one hand and a snow-white and bright ring knife in the other.

What was surprising was that the young monk

The opponent of the person is actually a golden true dragon that is a long length and exudes a terrifying aura all over his body!

The dragon's roar was like thunder, and the terrifying dragon power spread out from the dragon's body like a landslide and tsunami.

Looking at it from a distance, it makes it difficult to breathe.

"Is there really a dragon in this world?"

Mu Xi was shocked and his scalp was numb.

Ning Xiwen and Lan Shao were shocked by such a scene, these monks of Shanglin Temple actually wanted to descend the dragon here!!

Who would believe this unless they saw it with their own eyes?

"There are indeed dragons in this world, but what you see in front of you is not a real dragon, but the power revealed by a drop of true dragon essence blood. ”

Su Yi's deep eyes lit up.

Real Dragon!

One of the oldest and supreme terrifying creatures of the True Spirit Beasts, it is inscrutable and powerful, like a living god in the world, with incredible magical powers.

Even in the eyes of the Imperial Realm cultivators, the existence of the true dragon is also a peerless character, so powerful that it is unimaginable.

Such creatures, gifted, are born with atmospheric luck, which can disturb the starry sky, and can hide in the microscopic end, soaring clouds and fog, and transverse the planetary sky!

It's just that true dragons are extremely rare and mysterious, and they almost only exist in ethereal legends.

Resting in the Great Wilderness of Kyushu, in the endless years from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of people who have really seen such mysterious creatures!

Most of the time, all the news about the real dragon is mostly vague rumors.

Although Su Yi was known as the Great Wilderness Kyushu in his previous life, he had only seen the lair left by a true dragon and picked up some broken dragon scales.

He had never seen a living true dragon.

And now, in the ruined land in the depths of this treasure temple demon mountain, in the nine-story pagoda at the top of this dragon-shaped mountain, there is a dragon form derived from the blood of a true dragon!

This made Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised and surprised.

You know, this is the world!

When Su Yi thought about it, the eighteen monks of Shanglin Temple had already gathered around, and they were all mighty.

"There is a great danger here, please return the way you came, don't lose your own life. ”

The white-eyed and white-bearded old monk led by him folded his hands, and the treasure solemnly spoke, the sound was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, revealing a taste that could not be refused.

Su Yi laughed and said, "Monk, how about I help you subdue this great danger?"

The white-eyed old monk said expressionlessly: "If you can reach this place all the way, you will be incomparable to ordinary people, but if you don't listen to persuasion and don't come to your senses, you will be killed." ”

At this moment, Lan Shao looked at the young monk in the distance, and suddenly said:

"Elder Jinghe, I am Lan Suo, the descendant of the Donghua Sword Sect, and my master is the 'Master Yunlang', if there is a war, it will not be good for both of us. In my opinion, why don't we fight side by side together, suppress that dragon form, and then divide this opportunity equally?"

The faces of the white-eyed old monk and the others all changed slightly.

Master Yunlang!

This is the Taishang Elder who is the No. 1 in the combat power of the Donghua Sword Sect! One of the three great sword venerables of the Great Qin, he is powerful in the Eight Desolations and the Four Seas!

And now, the Venerable Master Yunlang's personal disciple is here, who dares to ignore it?

As soon as he saw the expressions of those monks, Mu Xi knew that Lan Suo's signboard of the master was still quite intimidating.

Unexpectedly, the young monk Jing He, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, snorted coldly and said:

"Don't say that you are just a disciple of the Venerable Master Yunlang, even if the Venerable Master Yunlang came here in person today, you don't want to snatch the creation from my Shanglin Temple!"

The words are sonorous and categorical.

Lan Suo's expression froze, and a touch of shame appeared between her delicate eyebrows, as if she didn't expect that this would be in the forest

The elder of the temple descending dragon hall, Jing He, did not give face like this.

The faces of the white-eyed old monk and the others all became cold and cold.

"Everyone, please leave!"

The white-eyed old monk spoke in a deep voice, his eyes were like electricity, and he was intimidating.

The other monks all looked bad.

"As a Buddhist cultivator, murderous energy and greed are so heavy, and they are no different from those demons and evil paths. ”

Su Yi shook his head for a while.

In his previous life, he had a great conversation with a great power in the first holy place of Buddhist cultivation "Xiao Xitian", and Su Yi was also amazed and admired by that kind of mind, bearing and wisdom.

In contrast, these monks in front of them are too unbearable, and they are not worthy of being called Buddhist cultivators.

"Evil obstacles, you still dare to swagger, you deserve to be in hell and suffer the punishment of pulling out your tongue!"

Jue Heng shouted angrily, he had fought with Su Yi before, and he already had a mustard in his heart, and when he saw Su Yi slandering them, he was angry.

Su Yi didn't bother to talk nonsense, the Xuanwu sword in his hand was raised, and a sword was slashed out of the air.

Swish!

The sword aura was brilliant, if a cyan rainbow was hung, with an incomparable aura, it slashed towards Jueheng.

The white-eyed old monk frowned and slapped his palm in the air.

Airplanes!

A palm print flowing with golden light is condensed, the size of a grinding plate, shining brightly, and the power is extremely grand.

But when Fu Yi and Su Yi's sword qi collided, the palm print flowing with golden light was cut in half, producing a deafening explosion.

And Su Yi's sword qi remained unabated, and he slashed straight towards Jue Heng.

Jue Heng subconsciously dodged.

Bang!!!

The sword qi slashed dangerously at the place where Jue Heng had originally stood, and a dazzling sword light burst out, and when it spread, it stabbed Jue Heng's skin in pain, and his face couldn't help but change.

With a few swords, its majesty made the white-eyed old monk and others show their condensation and realize Su Yi's strength.

"Self-inflicted iniquity, you can't live, junior brothers, and work with me to destroy these evil obstacles and eliminate harm for the world!"

The white-eyed old monk spoke in a deep voice.

"Good!"

The other seventeen monks proclaimed the Buddha's name in unison.

Then, these monks from the Great Qin Shanglin Temple, all of whom had innate martial arts and Taoism, attacked brazenly.

Bang!

And he saw that the power of their bodies was soaring, and their clothes were bulging, and they sacrificed their swords, Zen staffs, rulers, long sticks, magic swords, bowls, and other spiritual soldiers.

Then, their figures shook, and in an instant, they turned into a battle formation with a strict appearance and a terrifying breath.

Lan Suo's face changed slightly, and she quickly said: "This is the 'Fuhu Arhat Array' of the Luohan Hall of Shanglin Temple, which is performed by the eighteen innate martial arts sects together, and they communicate with each other, and their power is enough to trap the land immortal figures!"

This is not an exaggeration, many years ago, there was a land immortal figure in Daqin, who was trapped by the "Fuhu Arhat Array" of Shanglin Temple, and finally got out of trouble, but he was seriously injured and dying!

Rumble!

As he spoke, the white-eyed old monk and others killed together with the might of the battle array, and one by one they were full of light, the treasure was solemn, and the power was terrifying.

Obviously there are eighteen people, but they cooperate with each other seamlessly, giving people a sense of impeccable.

At that moment, Ning Xi's pupils and Mu Xi's pupils condensed in unison.

Su Yi showed a hint of disdain.

"This is also worthy of talking about battle formations? It's nothing more than a crude and unbearable combined attack technique, which can be broken with a single sword. ”

As soon as the indifferent voice sounded, Su Yi had already stepped forward.

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