The two of them were hairy, but they had no way to get out of trouble, and they watched themselves being sent far away!

Is this going somewhere, is it really going to be thrown into reincarnation?

The golden lion's great claws gripped the void with all its might, trying to tear it apart, but it was in vain, it couldn't stop, and it couldn't cross and escape. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stop me!" it roared, because it knew the lineage of the ancient monks, it was even more afraid, really afraid of reincarnation.

At that time, will it still be itself? Because it had heard from its ancestors that it would be cut off from its previous life and forget everything.

That is equivalent to extinction, saying goodbye to the past completely, forgetting everything, in a sense, it will not be oneself, it will be like a new life.

"No, stop," the golden lion roared.

Because, if that's the case, the point is that this so-called reincarnation has been evolving and has not succeeded at all.

If you are sent to reincarnation, you will probably die

Wang Ming also tried all kinds of means, but there was no way to reverse this trend, the colorful light was mottled, wrapped around them, and walked at great speed, suspected of crossing the river of time.

"Ding" Wang Ming snorted lightly, and all kinds of magical powers came out, but the result didn't work, and the speed was still fast.

They were like arrows from the string, involuntarily galloping all the way away from the cave.

"It seems to have left through a stone door. Wang Ming muttered to himself.

Because, the change just now was too strange, and in a flash, they disappeared from the place, and if it weren't for his keen sense, he wouldn't have been able to see it clearly.

Finally, the speed slowed down, and they saw the road, and on the road they saw one figure after another, their faces stiff, dead, and lifeless.

This is like a group of revenants, walking on the Nine Shadows Road.

Wang Ming and the golden lion were their fellow travelers, and soon, they saw a murky river in front of them, and a pontoon bridge crossed it, and all these dead bodies crossed the river from here.

"Well, where did you go?" Wang Ming was surprised. The dead bodies that had crossed the river were all gone, disappearing into the bridgehead on the other side of the river, as if out of thin air.

At the same time, one ancient beast after another appeared in various parts of the Heavenly Beast Forest. There are also a small number of great monks from foreign lands, who are now unconscious.

The heavenly beasts reappeared, and they were still the original batch.

When the ancient beast roared, the original mountains and forests were destroyed, and magma gushed out. These creatures have been reduced to ashes. But now it reappeared, the lava had receded, the mountains had risen from the ground, the green jungle was glowing, and the dead beasts had returned.

It's a reincarnation, but it's weird, different from the real sense of the big reincarnation.

It's more like reincarnation in a limited cage, and the state of these creatures is obviously very special, and some of them have a crippled consciousness. Some of them lost their consciousness and became the walking dead.

On the way of reincarnation, Wang Ming and the golden lion stopped in front of the river and did not immediately get on the bridge, which made them hesitate because they didn't know what was at the end of the bridge.

If that step is taken, it is a matter of life and death.

But when they turned back, they were stunned, because there was no road behind them, only one walking corpse after another suddenly appeared. To cross this pontoon bridge.

"Let's go, can we still make the living dead? Wang Ming pushed the golden lion and asked it to lead the way in front of his head.

The golden lion dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and slandered there. Why don't you take the lead?

Rumble.

The two of them were different from the others, those walking remains disappeared directly at the end of the bridge, and when it was the turn of the golden lion, it burst out with a brilliant light and left from here.

Seeing this, Wang Ming quickly followed and stepped out of the pontoon bridge in one step. The divine light is dazzling and incomparably enchanting, illuminating the entire turbid river and the ancient bridge.

Bang.

They appeared in a mountain range, and when the golden lion fell, it was hung by a dead tree, and it could not go up or down.

Until Wang Ming appeared, smashed on its body, and rode it to the ground.

Wang Ming's face changed immediately, and he felt a cold air from his head to his feet, this place was too familiar, and he recognized it instantly.

It was the dead tree that had pierced the rats and killed a group of monks from other lands, which was very weird.

At that time, Wang Ming had watched from afar and did not approach.

And now he actually came to the front of him, under the tree, this place is very special, silent.

The old tree is tall, there is not a single leaf on all the branches, this is a dead old tree, and the color is special, the whole body is dark black, bare.

And there is no vegetation around, the ground is dark red, and the soil is soft and damp, like a swamp, and somewhat muddy.

"Blood, this is the blood of countless living beings. The golden lion shouted.

It was almost smashed by Wang Ming, because it was the collision of the Dao rules, and when such a strong person meets, there must be a protective body god released to form a secret power.

At this time, its golden fur was dyed bloody, especially the golden sideburns that were so thick that they fell to the front of the giant claws, and it seemed to bleed.

This so-called swamp was formed by blood

After such a long time, this place has not dried up, and it is hard to imagine how many creatures shed blood here to form a blood swamp.

And such an ancient tree, rooted in the swamp, will look strange no matter what.

The golden lion stood up, very vigilant, it had a bit of a heart-pounding feeling here, and it always felt very ominous.

At the same time, it was extremely dissatisfied, Wang Mingzhen regarded it as a mount, sat on it, and never went down, not stained with blood-colored swamps.

"You come down!" it roared, making an angry sound, if it hadn't really been able to beat Wang Ming, it would have been fighting for a long time.

Because, it doesn't want to die like this, and wants to find a chance to take revenge, so it has been enduring humiliation.

"It is your blessing to be my mount, and in thousands of years, if this spreads, it may be the brilliant glory of your clan. Wang Ming said loudly.

When the golden lion heard this, he was furious, his whole body glowed, and he resisted, wanting to use his treasure art.

"Do you want to die, if you try to kill in this place, you will definitely die. Wang Ming slapped it and slapped it on the head, and its Heavenly Spirit Cover immediately cracked, making the golden lion's head dizzy.

"I warn you, my patience is limited, and I don't want to die my part. Wang Ming threatened to accept the fearless lion as a mount in order to go to the battlefield in the future to deter some ethnic groups.

Otherwise, he would have wanted to kill this lion a long time ago, this clan has a lot of blood debts, and it would not be a pity to kill it.

The seven orifices of the golden lion's qi are smoking, the angry hair rushes to the crown, the lion hair is upside down, and the golden light is shining, like a round of golden sun, and this also sets off Wang Ming on its back more miraculous, like a fairy Buddha driving a mount.

No matter what, the golden lion finally gave in, endured his grievances, and looked forward to revenge in the future.

"What's that?" Wang Ming observed this place carefully, looking up at this black ancient tree, and always felt a little mad.

And at this time he made a new discovery, and there was a withered creature hanging on a branch, which had long since been shriveled and almost unrecognizable.

"Blue gold marten. The golden lion also saw it, gasped, and recognized it as a very terrifying creature, a war beast that had been in the line of ancient monks.

Today, its fur is dull, and it has long lost its blue-gold luster, like a dry stake, unrecognizable unless you look closely.

"Also" Wang Ming looked up and saw a skeleton hanging higher among the branches of a giant tree, and it could be seen that he was covered in skin and bones, and there were tattered clothes on his body.

"Great virtuous monks, at least there is a peerless cultivation beyond the realm of retreat. The golden lion was shocked and exclaimed.

Although the dried corpse was skinny, the shriveled old skin was still pale gold, which was the feeling of the golden body of Buddhism, and it was a terrifying master.

And the clothes on his body are robes, which are made of star sand, which is a rare treasure, but it has long been worn out in the years and has lost its luster.

It is really strange and a little scary for a great monk to be hanged on this ancient tree like this.

Both Wang Ming and the Golden Lion looked solemn, staring at this ancient tree, walking around it under the tree, carefully observing the branches between the huge trees.

Sure enough, there are more than one or two terrible strong men who have been hanged here, there are many more

The golden lion's body shook violently, and it trembled slightly, because it recognized that one of the creatures was very large and huge, but now it was shriveled there.

"White Jade Dragon Elephant"

This is the ancient monk's lineage of the guardian holy beast, this family is extremely famous, when the ancient monk lineage is mentioned, many times people will think of this holy beast.

A white jade dragon elephant was actually hanged here.

The holy beast of the ancient monk's lineage, this creature is very powerful, and it is a master among masters, otherwise how could it be called a holy beast of apologetics?

And it was hanged like that!

Wang Ming's face changed, staring at the dead tree. And the golden lion is even more vigilant in his eyes, feeling that it is extremely dangerous, and he is watching here.

There were too many dead people on this tree, and they all hung there, and the long years passed, and they were all dried, and so on many branches of a whole giant tree, it looked very terrible.

Next, the golden lion's scalp was tense and creepy, and at the same time it was angry and terrified, because it saw another behemoth.

That creature also belonged to the Ancient Monk's lineage of Guardian Sacred Beasts, and was famous for its attack power!

This is a lion, of the same race as it, for the fearless lion!

The ancient lion is like a hill, with a thick skeleton, huge and terrifying, but it is not so majestic compared to this dead tree, it has long been shriveled.

The golden fur was dull and bone-covered, and it was strangled on a dead tree, and a treetop hung from its neck, more miserable than the death of any other creature.

"My ancestor?!" the golden lion was furious, wanting to rush up and put the ancient lion down.

"Don't act rashly, if you want to die, I'll shoot you to death, don't bother me. Wang Ming stopped it.

"In the past, one of my ancestors disappeared, it was so powerful that it never thought of dying here!" it was very excited, and even more indignant, and angry.

"It's good to die, you deserve it, if you betray the creatures of thirty-three days, you should be enforced by the law!" Wang Ming said very politely.

When the golden lion heard this, he wanted to go crazy, but unfortunately he met a tough Wang Ming, which was tantamount to asking for his own hardship, and finally he was scarred and hung his arrogant head helplessly.

After careful observation, Wang Ming determined that this towering ancient tree resembled a huge cemetery, with many dead hanging houses.

Among them, some of the dead bodies were miserable, they were hanged alive, and their souls were lost.

He had serious doubts that the blood-colored swamp beneath the ground was left behind by those creatures.

"Is this tree ...... The ancient Bodhi tree of the year?" The golden lion looked at it carefully and came to such a conclusion in shock.

There was once a treasure tree in the lineage of ancient monks, called Bodhi, which had strange powers, and it was very easy to realize the Tao by sitting under it.

It's just that the tree in the past is verdant and vibrant, and it can sway out of the sky, which is extremely sacred, and it is completely different from this one.

Wang Ming touched his chin and pondered here, how could this tree be completely black, and what kind of catastrophe it had suffered? It was definitely not caused by lightning strikes.

"Could it be that it has been eroded, undergoing upheaval, its divinity has faded, and it has taken on the power of the dark attributes?" the golden lion muttered to himself.

It was not for Wang Ming to explain, but because he had doubts and wanted to figure out this matter.

Back then, they betrayed this vein for thirty-three days, and after their ancient ancestors fled to a foreign land, one of the things they always remembered was to get the Bodhi Ancient Tree.

Because, this tree is so extraordinary, it has great benefits for cultivation, and the immortal monk king was suspected of using this to become enlightened!

Eventually, when the heavens and the earth were in turmoil, one of its ancestors sent an heir to look for the ancient Bodhi tree, and the lion never returned.

Now it seems that it was hanged here.

"Could it be that the blood on the ground has eroded its divinity?" said the Golden Lion.

Wang Ming also felt that there must have been an accident in the past, and the former monk treasure tree was in trouble.

"It is said that cultivating under this ancient tree will have unexpected results, don't you want to give it a try?" the golden lion pouted Wang Ming.

"Makes sense. Wang Ming nodded, not a little afraid.

The golden lion was not sure if what he said was true, so he added another fire and said, "It is rumored that this ancient tree is the treasure of the ancient monk's lineage, because there may be imprints in the body of the tree, leaving the inheritance of the sect for generations!"

"In that case, I will give you a chance to enlighten under this tree, and realize the eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha for me!" Wang Ming said.

The golden lion opened its mouth, and just wanted to refuse, Wang Ming glanced at it coldly and said, "If you don't enlighten, I can consider killing you." Because, if you want to be my mount, you can't do it if you don't have strong strength. ”

In the face of such a barbarian, the golden lion was annoyed but helpless, it was so powerful, he had been threatened by his contemporaries, it was too aggrieved.

Then, Wang Ming made no secret of it, and he had the heart to kill it.

The golden lion had a gloomy face, calming down under the tree, it tried to understand the truth of heaven and earth, although it did not have a good heart, and pleaded with Wang Ming, but this was not something it wanted to do and feared.

Now that it was coerced, it gritted its teeth and really did it.

Because, this ancient tree is indeed like this, it has inexplicable power, and it is the treasure that helps people to achieve enlightenment

"Ah......h (To be continued.) )