The moment Xu Feng entered the abyss, the crisis came, and a thick black mist enveloped his body.

The black mist is highly toxic. Even though he held his breath, he was still numb and seemed to be trapped in his hands and feet.

The mist is cutting through the skin like a knife. However, in times of crisis, the black liquid is out of control and suspended in the air.

Then the black mist is like water meets a sponge and is absorbed by the black liquid. When the surrounding fog dissipated, Xu Feng saw an incredible scene.

The abyss was closed at some point. In front of the wooden gate sat an old monk who had no breath at all.

The old monk's skin is wrapped in bones. With his hands folded, his expression was serene as if he was in a state of calm. There is a faint golden light on his body. The black mist permeated the old monk's surroundings, but it couldn't get close to his body.

Xu Feng was taken aback. The looming figure seen in the black mist earlier should be the old monk in front of him.

This old monk must have been a great virtuous monk of Mount Meru before his death, and he cultivated to the realm of King Kong. Even if the body dies, the body still retains the power of life. But how could this old monk be in the abyss?

At this moment, the black mist became thicker and thicker, and it seemed that someone was trending here, emerging from the deepest part of the abyss. However, the mist bypassed the breeze and rushed towards the wooden gate.

The old monk seems to have come to life, and the Sanskrit voice is chanting. In the golden light, there is a golden lotus, colorful.

It is rumored that when the true Buddha was born, the lotus flower bloomed, and the petals were like golden casting. At Mount Meru, the golden lotus was bought at the time of the holy relic.

The lotus flower turns, the petals bloom, and the Buddha's light shines in time. As the first sun rose, the light returned to the earth again, and all the black mist was dispelled.

After his death, he still has this residual power, and the old monk must have been a strong man in the holy realm who moved mountains and reclaimed the sea and called for wind and rain.

"What's in the depths of the abyss?"

Xu Feng thought of Wen Ling's guess about Tianyuan. Looking at the old monk again, he was shocked in his heart. Such a big man guards in front of the Tianyuan Gate, not entering or leaving.

The depths of the abyss are bound to be full of dangers, and there are terrors. But at this moment, Xu Feng had no choice.

The gate of the abyss is closed, and it is impossible to get out. Since the Wufu Sea has been circulating the saying that the heavenly abyss leads to the outside world, even if it is groundless, there is a reason, and you can only give it a go.

Xu Feng walked slowly towards the depths of the abyss, black liquid by his side. With every step he took, the black mist around him dispersed.

There was a clatter under his feet, and the ground was full of bones, human bones and the bones of ferocious beasts. It was slimy when stepped on, but there was no dried blood.

Many people's broken and tattered clothes are still left here. Xu Feng looked familiar with these clothes, and they were all people who came to participate in the trial.

These people originally had the opportunity to retreat with their whole body, but the abyss changed, and they all suffered from the disaster of pond fish, and were captured by the original inhabitants as sacrifices.

It didn't take long for Xu Feng to stop suddenly, and his pupils suddenly shrank. There is a stone not far ahead, and there is an old monk next to the stone tablet. Walking up to investigate, Xu Feng was suddenly shocked, this old monk looked serene, his hands were folded, and his body was full of golden light, which was exactly the same as the old monk in front of the gate.

Looking at the stone monument, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is turned back.

These are the words of the true Buddha to the world.

Xu Feng's heart is furious, there is no wonder in the world, it is not surprising that he looks the same. But two Zen masters of the Holy Realm of Mount Meru who look the same appear here at the same time, which is inevitably imaginative.

Continuing to walk forward, Xu Feng soon saw the same scene again, the same stone tablet, the same old monk. He even suspected that there was an illusion, that there was a black fog all around, and that it was most likely just going around in circles, not actually going deeper.

So Xu Feng tore off a rag from his clothes, put it down under the stele, and continued to face forward. After walking for a while, the same scene appeared again, and he went to inspect it, but he did not see the rags under the stone tablet.

"Are there really so many people who look the same?"

Xu Feng muttered to himself, but he still didn't believe it in his heart. Suddenly, he slammed his fist on the stele, but he wanted to see what was going on here.

Bang!

The stone wall is shattered. Xu Feng looked around nervously, but nothing happened. But then an incredible scene appeared, the old monk's body flashed with golden light, the stele seemed to be a living body, the broken place, like flesh and blood, regrew one by one, and in a blink of an eye, the stele was intact as before.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

Just when Xu Feng was at a loss, a voice came from the void.

The voice was crisp and loud, as if someone was talking in the ear, and there were voices in all directions, but there was no human figure in sight.

"Come out!"

Xu Feng raised his vigilance, his eyes like a torch.

The sound died down, and everything was quiet again. The black fog is condensed, like clouds above the sky, and the weather is ever-changing.

Although after entering the abyss, there was no killing machine everywhere as imagined, but Xu Feng did not dare to be careless, and was still cautious. I had seen a black shadow coming out of the abyss before, killing all directions, and destroying many of the leaders of the forces in Sin City in an instant.

And the owner of that wet arm has not appeared, which is the biggest danger.

The primitive inhabitants of the beasts who tore through the wild beasts were like children in front of their wet arms.

Gradually, Xu Feng turned his gaze to the old monk. But at this moment, the old monk is just a withered corpse, and he can't see anything abnormal. He had doubts in his heart, and he smashed it down.

With a bang, Xu Feng was shocked back a few steps, and blood flowed out of his fist, and the body of this air-dried old monk was harder than a diamond stone.

However, Xu Feng did not believe in evil, could a dead man reshape the world? The black liquid flowed in his hand, transforming into a long sword. He stabbed with his sword and went straight to the old monk's head.

The old monk who was dried and withered immediately reacted at the moment when the black liquid changed, and the golden light on his body was like day. In the golden light, a figure slowly appeared, gradually condensing into an entity.

This is a white-clothed Zen master holding a rosary and then having a nine-colored aura. Otherworldly, like heaven and man descending on earth.

Xu Feng was startled and suddenly took a few steps back. The white-clothed Zen master walked out of the golden light, as if he was alive.

He stared at the long sword with black liquid change in Xu Feng's hand, and unexpectedly said, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

Xu Feng wanted to take another step back, but this voice was like magic, his body was like a marionette, his legs were uncontrollable and he stepped forward, step by step towards the white-clothed Zen master.

"Demon Monk!"

Xu Feng's eyes cracked, and he struggled to control his body. But it was of no use. Until he was close to the white-clothed Zen master. The white-clothed Zen master suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Xu Feng's chest suddenly.

The palm of the white-clothed Zen master cut tofu like a knife and stabbed into Xu Feng's chest.

The blood was accompanied by pain, and Xu Feng clearly felt that his palm was reaching forward inch by inch, and his heart was about to be scratched out.

Not only that, every inch of the white-clothed Zen master's advance, his breath of life is rapidly draining.

Xu Feng wanted to raise his hand and punch it over, but his fingers trembled, so he didn't move.

At this moment, when his life was at stake, the palm of the white-clothed Zen master stopped, and blood dripped down his palm and fell to the ground. He glanced at the blood stains on the ground, raised his head and stared at Xu Feng suspiciously.

The nine-colored aura behind the white-clothed Zen Master's head flowed, and his eyes flashed with pattern symbols, and finally his palm slowly withdrew. ，

The white-clothed Zen master clasped his hands together and said, "The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is the back." ”

Xu Feng clutched his chest and took two steps back, a mouthful of blood involuntarily gushing out of his throat, and the injury worsened again.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

The white-clothed Zen master repeated this sentence repeatedly, and his figure gradually began to fade until he disappeared.

At the moment when the white-clothed Zen master disappeared, there was a bang, and the stone tablet and the old monk all turned into dust. A black mist suddenly filled the place where the stele and the old monk had been.

Xu Feng took out the pill and swallowed it, and the majestic weather aura transformed into wisps of true qi in the Qifu Yuanhai. True Qi travels all over the body, repairing the injuries of the body.

After a long time, Xu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly stood up, feeling palpitations.