The spiritual mountain is not high, and there is a Buddha and a spirit. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Crying Lingshan was once a golden body of the lifeless Buddha, and went to the land of the Buddha. Others can't see it, but in fact, it contains a little Buddha nature. The Buddha nature is not deep, but it is enough to become a mountain of spirits. The reason why Wusheng Temple survived was precisely because of the protection of this spiritual mountain.

The strange mist of waxing yellow and sallow yellow shrouded the Great Crying Spirit Mountain, and the corpse gas covered the top, and the fishy smell was permeated. I don't know how many nameless bones have been buried in this place of sacrifice, and the head and head of the corpse have come out of it. It's not a zombie that is refined with ordinary methods, and the alien corpse refined by the outer body is infinitely powerful and fast, so it just can't fly. It is precisely because this kind of alien corpse cannot fly away that the people of the Dao Sect do not take a few corpses to heart. A few of them rode to the top of the mountain, but once they approached the top of the mountain with the technique of flying away! A monk burrowed into the yellow mist, and it was not long before a terrible scream was heard from it.

The monk fled in a hurry, and the spiritual light of the magic weapon was dimmed and brightened. The man scratched his face frantically. When I went in, I was still intact, but when I came out, I was covered with rotten sores and pus, and corpse worms twisted out of the wounds, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Several cautious monks were shocked, and used various methods to take a look: "This yellow mist is insect eggs!" It turned out that the alien corpses below were just a trick to shield their eyes, and the real means of resistance from the outer path were above. The waxy yellow mist is formed by the fusion of insect eggs, and these maggots are not small, and even the mana true qi can be corroded. Later, a few more Tiangang-level Qi Refiners joined forces to break in, and they also returned.

Four Tiangang monks went in and out, but only three came out, and one person was damaged: "It's not just worm eggs, this is still a maze!" Because the three of them looked bleak, the Daomen also put away the last bit of contempt. Input to the website: heiyaпge to watch the intoxicated Zhang Jie

Since the road to heaven could not be passed, they had to keep to themselves and walk up from the foot of the mountain. After the initial temptation of the people of Xuantian Sect, they took the lead and rushed into the mountain road full of strange corpses. After that, many people from the Daomen broke in one after another, and seeing this scene, Luo Tian sighed: "The following road seems to be prepared for us by the outer road, if you don't look at it, you can know that there is no doubt that you will die." ”

Qin Daoyi has long since disappeared, leaving only Meng Haoran and Luo Tian. Both of them are real people, and it's okay to deceive others with this little calculation. Those who are really brave and strategic will not be frightened by the heavenly maze, but the following deliberately set aside by the outer road is a little timid.

The Holy Son of Xuantian Sect didn't say a word, and waited in place. A few disciples who went to explore the path did not return, but the Holy Son of Xuantian Sect still meditated intently. The arrogant Xuantian Sect disciples didn't dare to make any movement in front of this person, even if they were in a hurry, they would learn from the Holy Son, sit in place, and wait.

Luo Tianmei was a little anxious, and he couldn't hold back and was about to leave, but was stopped by Meng Haoran: "Don't be anxious, experience carefully, there is movement in this mountain." ”

Luo Tian was stunned when he heard this, and he took off the light, and the real people of the Daomen melted the world. Luo Tian Jindan has just begun, and he has not yet refined the Jindan realm. Sensing that the power of heaven and earth was weaker, he calmed down at this time and slightly sensed some changes in the Great Crying Spirit Mountain: "It turns out that this mountain has become a spirit, but the outer way is very suppressed!"

With the protection of this spiritual mountain, the Wusheng Temple was preserved under the coercion of the outer way. The outer way suppressed this mountain for the blood sacrifice, and there was no time to take care of it, and this spiritual mountain tried its best to protect the lifeless temple with the last bit of strength.

Qin Daoyi was on the other side of the Crying Spirit Mountain at the moment, and there was chaos outside his body, with a sense of internal and external feelings. Everything is ordinary, but when he opens his eyes, the crying spirit mountain will 'live', and the fog on the top of the mountain will dissipate directly. The corpse in the mountain didn't take a few steps, and the flesh and blood shook off, becoming a skeleton, and was buried by Lingshan.

"Who is it?"

Thousands of people in the outer Dao were shocked and angry, and some people restored the Buddha nature of Lingshan under its nose, and there was no sound, naturally! The Dao rhyme is profound, and it is natural! But before it can react, the Dao Gate outside shouts and kills in unison, rushing to surround the formation, and the outer Dao is a sacrifice to this big array, and only a few are still in the array. Several of the Daomen's best fighters, Meng Haoran's sword stretched for several miles, and almost half of the sword was cleared.

"Kill!"

The Holy Son of Xuantian Sect didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and there was a sword-bearing boy standing beside him. At this moment, the flying sword came out of its sheath in a trance, and with one blow, thousands of people were wiped out. At this time, everyone finally knew how powerful the Holy Son of the Dao Sect was, and the Outer Dao Thousand People Eat at least had the supreme combat power of the Dao Sect, but they couldn't withstand the sword of the Holy Son.

"On the nineteenth day of the Dao, the Holy Son of the Daomen should be called the first. ”

Seeing this sword, the people of the Dao Sect said with no lack of feelings: "The sword of the Holy Son is still a little worse than Ding Feng of the Heavenly Dao. "Ding Fengba Sendai won the first place in martial arts, the subtlety of swordsmanship is obvious to all, and he has already been on the first list of Taoism, ranking tenth, and the holy son of Taoism is ranked third. At this time, some people said that the Holy Son's sword was not as good as Ding Feng, and the people of Xuantian Sect were not convinced: "Hmph! How can the outer way use the senior brother's full strength! Ding Feng of the Heavenly Dao is not even qualified to carry the sword to the senior brother!"

The people who came on this trip were all the nine sects of the Daomen, and the Xuantian Sect was in charge of Niu Er, but the disciples of the other eight sects were not soft persimmons, and they were kneaded: "Hey, Ding Feng abducted all the wives of your holy son." You Xuantian Sect don't even dare to let out a fart, and you still come here to be the uncle?"

This disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect was so bold that he dared to mention this matter in front of the Xuantian Sect, and Ding Feng brought a hat to the Holy Son of the Daomen in front of the nine sects of the Daomen. Xuantian Sect dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, back then, Li Xiaojian sword picked Xuantian Sect Dao Mountain, and the Tongtian Sword Technique was famous. Ding Fengzheng first appeared, but he was afraid that it would be Li Xiaojian again. Xuantianzong was also afraid that Ding Feng would follow in the footsteps of Li Xiaojian, and he also came to the sword to pick up Dao Mountain.

"You!"

Xuantian Sect's palm flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he was about to make a move, but he was finally stopped: "It's not good for senior brother to blame him for making a fool of himself in front of the Demon Gate." "From beginning to end, the Holy Son of Daomen closed his eyes and meditated quietly, regardless of the gossip outside. In this way, the situation calmed down, and the rest of the Eight Great Dao factions did not say a word.

The bearing of the Holy Son of Daomen was really shocking, and Luo Tian also saw this scene in his eyes: "Senior brother, I see that you have met an opponent." ”

When it came to the highlight of the trip, the heart of the evil god was ripped out by the Daojun, but the Daojun was unable to accept it. The heart of the evil god is psychic, and he knows the danger and wants to escape! But the martial arts master who participated in the battle shook the sky with one punch, moved the ground with one foot, and the incomparably strong force forcibly blocked the path of the evil god's heart.

Spells are flying, the five elements of the Dao method, the five colors are rotated! The disciples of the Dao Sect moved out a few groups of Dao soldiers, and the mana instantly rose by one or two levels! The heart of the evil god inherited the cunning of the evil god, and it ran around among the people of the Dao sect, causing a lot of accidental injuries to the spells.

The disciple of the Xuantian Sect shouted: "This thing is an evil thing, and it should be kept by the disciples of my sect!"