glanced at the corpses that went down the river, each corpse was Tang Xuanming, such a scene was crazy enough, but Tang Xuanming just pursed his lips slightly, and said to himself: "There are special effects for making horror movies in the holy land of Buddhism!"

After continuing to walk along the Lingshan Mountain for a while, Tang Xuanming saw a magnificent stone gate, even if the stone gate was in tatters, he could still imagine the scene of the glorious period of the year.

The stone gate is in a very special state, even if it is in tatters, it is still isolated from all sounds.

Tang Xuanming couldn't find the slightest abnormality on the outside, and the body where his heart was located could faintly perceive the resentment that rushed to the sky, and the angry howls of all kinds of Buddhas and demons became clearer and clearer.

Sun Wukong's voice in his life: "In this life, I don't want to seek the next life." "It was deafening, as if it was ringing in my ears.

But when you look closely, everything disappears again, and this broken stone door blocks the eyes of all observers, and everything in Lingshan is sealed, and no one can know what is going on inside.

"Behind the door is the Great Lei Yin Temple and the legendary Eight Treasures Merit Pool, in which the White Dragon Horse transformed, and truly became a fairy god Bodhisattva, but unfortunately ......"

Tang Xuanming stepped across the stone gate in one step, and felt that there was a sudden darkness in front of him, there was no endless Buddha light, but there was a heavenly demonic and demonic energy.

The most sacred place of Buddhism is not sacred and pure at all, but terrifying and terrifying.

The void was full of dark and unfathomable cracks, and the fierce wind roared like a dragon, as if it had spirituality, condensed into one giant dragon after another, and like one shackle after another, revolving around the very center of the spiritual mountain, and in the center of that was not the legendary and holy spiritual mountain, but an iron rod that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

There were golden hoops at both ends of the iron rod, and countless tiny thunderbolts surrounded the iron rod that penetrated the sky and the earth.

One after another cyan lotus flowers bloomed and withered next to the iron rod, and in the center of the lotus, there were real cosmic stars rotating, constantly born and then destroyed.

Tang Xuanming just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, he was still at the exterior level, and he had no way to bear the massive rules and laws contained in it.

It was the wildest and most fierce force in this heaven and earth before Meng Qi appeared, and the most violent stick before the destruction of Lingshan.

The body at the heart is constantly staring into the void, carefully looking at the imprint left by the stick, all kinds of top magic books leave the best theory, and now the stick left by the Monkey King is the best demonstration, the best example, so that Tang Xuanming at the heart body has benefited a lot.

"This world is not specifically playing with rules, there is also the existence of breaking the law with force and bulldozing everything violently, Monkey King, the Monkey King, really lives up to his name. ”

The body sighed quietly.

And in the void, the imprint left by eons ago is still reverberating.

"My grandson will not cultivate the next life in this life. ”

That sound kept echoing in the mountains, layer upon layer, and it had been the case for eternity.

Tang Xuanming listened, and even had a feeling of blood boiling, as if he had seen the emperor of this era.

But he quickly calmed down and chuckled.

"Invincible, not cultivating the afterlife, but not becoming the other side, after all, it is a pawn of others. ”

It was pitch black in front of him, without sunlight, and the overlapping darkness made people feel frightened.

And the darkness hidden one after another dark cracks are even more terrifying.

Unless it is a Fa Body-level character, even if it encounters that kind of crack at the peak of the exterior scene, it will be swallowed up on the spot, and I don't know where to fall into the world.

The wind blowing from the cracks even sparked small sparks on Tang Xuanming's body, but Tang Xuanming didn't care, there were even people at the other side level who participated in the battle back then, and the aftermath of the battle left behind was still extremely terrifying even after eternal.

He was able to move forward normally here, which was already a blessing to Ananda.

The road is tortuous, and in a ruin like Lingshan, even Tang Xuanming does not dare to be careless.

After walking for half an hour, I didn't find the slightest abnormality, no corpses, no treasure fragments, and no legendary Da Lei Yin Temple.

Call!

Tang Xuanming's eyes froze, and a black-faced man suddenly appeared in front of him between the roaring peaks, and the thick demonic aura could suffocate the characters below the scene.

According to the level of human cultivation, it is a supreme existence that has crossed the first ladder.

It's just that the black-faced man has a hollow gaze, there are many traces of decay on his body and face, and there are layers of cyan hair on his body, he has been dead for many years, and has become a zombie that does not enter the six realms of reincarnation.

"10,000-year-old zongzi!"

After finding out the situation, Tang Xuanming calmed down.

The black-faced man stood in front of him in a daze, without moving, but he was already blocked on the main road up the mountain, and if he wanted to go up the mountain, he had to pass by him.

"If you want to see the Buddha and Bodhisattva, you should first use the two-headed monster to practice your hands, which is not bad. ”

Tang Xuanming stepped forward slowly, not dodging or dodging, when he approached the black-faced big man within a zhang, the eyes of the black-faced big man who was originally empty-eyed suddenly turned blood-red, and the demonic aura of the sky rolled, forming a thick dark cloud, and ordinary characters who had just entered the outside world were terrified in the face of this terrible might.

The futon-like palm stretched out, and Tang Xuanming's head was about to be slapped open like a watermelon.

In its induction, the person in front of him is full of qi and blood, but his strength is low, and it is a supreme tonic.

"Jumping clown!"

The long knife on Tang Xuanming's waist automatically unsheathed and jumped into his hand.

The originally unfathomable, ancient well-like aura suddenly exploded.

The power of the half-step Dharma body level soared to the sky, and the Dharma phase and the physical body were initially fused, plating his physical body with a layer of golden light, like a Buddha.

The next moment, he was about to send the black-faced man in front of him into reincarnation.

And at this moment, a shocking change suddenly happened.

The black-faced man's huge futon-like palm suddenly stopped, and the blood-red light in his pupils changed, becoming hollow again, and he seemed to have lost all his sanity at once.

Tang Xuanming was stunned for a moment, not understanding why such a change occurred.

And the hollow eyes in the eyes of the black-faced man in front of him with empty eyes turned a little, and he quickly glanced at the long knife in Tang Xuanming's hand, and the big futon-like hand that was originally raised slowly retracted, and in Tang Xuanming's puzzled gaze, pressed on the chest covered with cyan corpse hair.

It seems to be saying, I just want to tickle and don't want to fight.

Smack!

After 10,000 years, the body, which was already gradually decaying, could not withstand the strength of the right hand, and suddenly fell a large piece of flesh, revealing an empty chest.

The scene froze suddenly, and the black-faced man seemed to freeze.

Then in Tang Xuanming's puzzled eyes, like a rusty robot, he slid to the side little by little and got out of the way of the main road.

Seeing that Tang Xuanming was still staying in place, the spineless monster zombie's eyes suddenly stiffened, lost all his divine light, his head tilted, and his body fell straight to the ground.

His actions like this made Tang Xuanming a little interested, and he was not busy leaving, and approached the zombie little by little, he could feel that as he walked in, the zombie's breath became more and more nervous, but it was still motionless, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Tang Xuanming had some bad taste, tilted his head to look at the zombie that was pretending to be dead, and then suddenly squatted down, the breath of the black-faced man was suddenly tense to the extreme, the fingers of his right hand twitched, and then the next moment he didn't move at all.

Because Tang Xuanming's knife was already on its neck.

Wonderful Book House