The heavy stone door slowly pushed open.

The mottled dust on it shook off, and the blood and qi rushed down the stone gate, leaving jerky and incomprehensible lines on the stone gate—that was the divine pattern, which belonged to the divine pattern of Guan Shan.

A powerful force poured out from the crack where the stone gate was pushed open, feeding back into Wei Lai's body, and an indescribable, but comfortable feeling flowed through Wei Lai's meridians.

Rumble!

The roar of the Divine Gate swayed open, and Wei Lai's figure completely overlapped with Guan Shan's lance at that time.

The eight blood-colored divine gates lit up, entrenched around him, constantly roaring and resonating, and finally the sound faintly overwhelmed the thunder in the sky.

"Sky Wolf Break!"

An angry roar sounded from Wei Lai and Guan Shan's mouth, and the evil wolf phantom suddenly condensed, and the heavenly wolf lance wrapped the body of the evil wolf, and roared down violently, directly taking the black dragon face door.

The black dragon's eyes lit up with flames: "Do you think I will be defeated by the same trick?!"

The black river water on the ground was like an edict in his roar, all of them rushed to the black dragon, wrapped around his body, although the black water of the underworld has not become a climate, but it can effectively reduce the attack of the heavenly wolf lance, the blood-red lance is blocked by the black water and thunder, and it is difficult to touch the black dragon's body for a long time.

Wei Lai and Guan Shan's faces both became a little ugly, they knew very well that such a state could only last for more than ten breaths, and once they couldn't repel the black dragon, Guan Shan's strength would fade.

"He's a lot stronger than the last time they met, and he seems to have touched the threshold of the Holy Realm. Guan Shan's heavy voice sounded in Wei Lai's mind.

"Is there anything that the seniors can do?" Wei Lai asked.

“......”

Guan Shanli was silent.

Wei Lai's face was gloomy, and with his cultivation, he naturally couldn't tell how strong the black dragon was, but he could clearly feel Guan Shan's strength and anger.

Wei Lai had an indescribable sense of powerlessness, he really wanted to help Guan Shan, he desperately urged the power in his body to inject it into the wolf lance that day, but even if it was a divine gate that was pushed open by relying on eighty divine blood, the power that erupted could play a very little role in a battle of this level.

Wei Lai could clearly feel that Guan Shan's strength was getting weaker and weaker, and the blood light that collided with the black water thunder was gradually dimming, and it seemed that it had reached the point of exhaustion.

What else can be done?

Wei Lai thought secretly in his heart.

What power is there to wield? And ......

At this time, Wei Lai's heart suddenly shook, and he thought of the Buddha bone relics on his chest.

"Senior!" Wei Lai whispered in his heart.

Guan Shanli and Wei Lai figured it out at the moment, and he didn't need Wei Lai to say anything, he understood Wei Lai's thoughts.

"I can forcibly take the power in that relic, but now I have no substance, and I still need to use your physical body to manifest the power in that relic. ”

"And if you want to do this, I have to engrave the divine pattern in this relic on your divine gate, although your divine gate is incomparably strong, and can even accommodate the holy pattern of my enlightenment, but if you add such a one......" Guan Shanqi's voice was a little low: "The divine gate is bursting, either you will die, or your cultivation will be abolished, and you will never be able to climb the mountain gate again for the rest of your life." ”

"Do seniors think we still have a choice?" Wei Lai didn't have so many concerns.

Guan Shanli was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay!"

As soon as these words fell, a stream of blood and qi gushed out in Wei Lai's body, enveloping the relic on Wei Lai's chest, the relic trembled slightly, and then the golden light was magnificent, and it didn't wait for Guan Shanqi to urge the golden light to rush into Wei Lai's body along the blood and qi on its own.

Wei Lai didn't expect such a change, and before he could react, the power passed through Wei Lai's limbs and bones, and went straight to the divine gate on Wei Lai's chest.

The blood-colored divine pattern engraved on the divine gate began to beat, as if restless.

The golden light surged, and soon covered the entire Divine Gate, wrapped in the golden light, the stone-cast Divine Gate began to tremble, and the blood-colored lines on it began to retreat, and they were all squeezed to the right side of the Divine Gate, and the golden thing was entrenched on the left side of the Divine Gate, and golden divine patterns began to emerge on the Divine Gate.

The Divine Gate began to change under the wrapping of golden light, and a few cracks began to appear on the surface of the stone that made up the Divine Gate, and then those cracks spread, and the layers of stone chips shook off, and the golden light was magnificent, and the golden lines on the left Divine Gate were carved in an instant. Wei Lai just looked at it, and he felt a splitting headache - it was some kind of divine pattern that was more profound than Guan Shan's inheritance, so deep that even if he glanced at it, he would be shocked by the subtlety in it.

Bursts of indescribable pain began to come from Wei Lai's body, as if he had been pierced by a sharp weapon again and again, and as if he had been scorched by a blazing fire. Guan Shanqi didn't tell Wei Lai that it was difficult for one divine gate to accommodate two divine patterns, especially since these two divine patterns were still the holy patterns left by the saint. And what is even more unlikely is that these two holy patterns are already contradictory to each other - one is the compassion of the Buddhists, and the other is the murderous spirit of the soldiers.

He didn't mean to harm Wei Lai, but he knew that even if Wei Lai knew all this, with this young man's heart, he would choose to fight hard.

The huge pain made Wei Lai's forehead full of sweat, his eyes were red, the green tendons on his temples flare, and his expression was hideous.

The trembling of the Divine Gate became more and more intense, and it seemed that it could not withstand the power of the two holy patterns.

The opened stone gate began to faintly close, and the cracks on the divine gate continued to spread, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to cover the entire divine gate. Wei Lai knew that once the divine gate was closed or cracked, there would be no possibility of opening it again, and he would die at the hands of the old snake.

Wei Lai tried his best to control the drastic changes that had taken place in the Divine Gate, but his strength was really too meager compared to the golden light flickering on the Divine Gate, and it was difficult for him to really change anything.

The divine gate slowly closed, and Wei Lai could clearly feel that his power was passing rapidly.

The severe pain made Wei Lai's mind gradually blur, his eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and the black dragon was attacking under this loss, and the river and thunder in the sky overwhelmed the blood light on the heavenly wolf lance.

"Don't sleep!" Guan Shan's voice rang out.

This made Wei Lai sober up a little, he shook his head with a wry smile, and finally despair was born in his heart.

The power in the Buddha's bone relics is too strong, even the divine gate opened by him with eighty divine blood holes is unbearable, and if he wants to change the current situation, unless he can condense more divine blood, but the divine gate has been opened, how can he still condense divine blood. Unless there is some silver bullet......

Thinking of this, Wei Laihu was excited, he stretched out his hand and took out something from his belt and put it in front of his eyes.

It was a crystal clear white elixir.

Ming Blood Pill!

When he was six years old, his father gave him the Ming Blood Pill.

He gave it to Liu Zhijie, who returned it to him ten years later.

There seems to be some guidance in the dark.

Wei Lai didn't have the heart to think about whether this Blood Inscription Pill had really changed his situation at that moment, he opened his mouth and swallowed it. The Ming Blood Pill melted in his mouth, and a stream of hot air rose in Wei Lai's abdomen.

The golden light exploded in Wei Lai's body at that moment.

Some kind of illusion that is beyond the world suddenly unfolded in front of Wei Lai's eyes.

......

He saw a dripping cow temple, in the mottled stone statue of the sacred cow, a green cow hanging a Buddha bone relic around the neck. On the tattered altar in front of him was a porcelain plate offering tribute, and on the plate was placed a crystal clear elixir. The faint golden light in the relics lingered, and a wisp fell on the elixir, day after day, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten years.

The picture suddenly elevated, and he rushed out of the temple and the rolling Wupan River, overlooking the entire Wupan City from a perspective of standing in the sky. The people of the city are busy, the crowd comes and goes, the smoke rises and disappears, and the smoke rises and disappears.

The sun rises in the west and sets in the east, and the river flows from east to west – time begins to rewind, and the vision begins to become as swift as a streamer.

As the city of Wupan shrinks, the river recedes, and the dilapidated temple emerges from the river and becomes brand new.

Wupan City has turned into Wupan Town, there are ghosts and monsters wandering in the river, and a monk and a green cow are strolling by the river.

Then, Wei Lai's gaze couldn't help but look at the west, driven by some huge force, his body or his consciousness began to move towards the west, and many scenes flashed in front of his eyes, including towering cities, towering mountains, stars, sun and moon, and ironclad heroes with bright armor.

But soon all these sights disappeared, and he crossed a vast snow-capped mountain.

Wei Lai vaguely remembered that he had read about such a snow-capped mountain in a certain book - Yujue Mountain!

It was a sacred mountain that stretched for thousands of miles, a moat between the north and the west.

He's going to the West.

Such a thought suddenly rose in Wei Lai's mind, and the scene in front of him changed abruptly at that time.

The snow disappeared, and the dazzling golden light shot into Wei Lai's eyes like a rising sun.

He saw the legendary spiritual mountain that plunged into the sky and a Buddha, he saw the Brahma City built by leaning on the sacred mountain with a golden cast, and saw the huge statues of the six gods built around the six directions of the Brahma City.

When these strange stories that only appeared in the literati and those ancient books that could no longer be traced back were really displayed in front of Wei Lai's eyes, Wei Lai was finally sure.

He really came to the West.

Legend has it that there is the western realm of the Buddha country!