In the sky above Wudao Mountain, the dark fire clouds are solidified like an oil painting.

The falling geese broke through, and a bright ray of light rose from the top of the mountain, and in all directions, a thunderous tremor sound sounded, like the arrival of the great gate of the sky.

Dojo platform.

The old man in a wheelchair, his hands clutching the blade, a trace of astonishment in his pupils.

"This ray of light...... Yes?"

Song Yiren looked at his uncle calmly.

"The one who dismantled the falling geese array was a true genius...... The kind that happens once in a thousand years. ”

He smiled and said, "I told her at the time, if it's possible, please change the formation of the Little Lei Yin Temple." ”

Song Yiren's expression was also a little complicated.

He fixed his mind and exclaimed, "This is a new formation. ”

Unexpectedly, it really changed the formation.

That bright light gathered from the underground foundation of Enlightenment Mountain, countless lotus petals, surrounding a woman in white, Pei Lingsu's face was flushed, like a full peach blossom, she raised a jade hand, and the formation veins of the "Falling Goose Array" were changing extremely quickly...... A wisp of cold snow appeared at his fingertips.

Retreat to the snowfield.

The big array in Purple Mountain had already been controlled by Pei Lingsu, and every vein in it was well understood.

Under the exquisite control of the formation of the Falling Goose Formation, it has changed, just like adding or subtracting building blocks, and this "high-rise building" that has risen from the ground has not collapsed, but has changed its form...... Replace the small thunder yin temple's hundred-year-old large array with the root bone, and then trigger it with starlight.

"Hum-" sound.

This brilliant ray of light shot through the sky, as pale as ice and snow, and crashed into the fiery clouds.

Pei Lingsu raised his head, his expression as cold as an iceberg.

She sat at the core of the formation at the bottom of the mountain, but she could see what was happening in the dome.

The pitch-black fire cloud was shot by the large array of light of the transformed simplified version of the Wind and Snow Field, but it was not shattered...... The power of the will in it is more condensed, and every ray of flame seems to be controlled by someone at the fingertips, and it begins to sweep and piece together extremely fast.

The ghost cultivators who collected the "Wish Fire" with bottles and cans raised their heads in unison in the middle of the battlefield and looked at the top of their heads.

It is quite strange to erase the mark of the ascetic practitioner himself with a talisman, so that these wishes are completely cut off from the "Buddha Gate".

Those talismans seemed to be prosaic, but in fact the talisman paper had an extremely strong smell of blood...... The traces of bright red pen and ink, against the backdrop of the smell of blood, look even more shocking.

Dozens of ghost cultivators, their movements were extremely neat, raised their hands, and slapped the black jar they were carrying, and under one beat, the talisman made a sharp ghost crying sound, piercing the eardrums, and the Lingshan ascetics within a radius of several zhang bore the brunt, and were directly blown up by the huge force of the talisman and made their flesh and blood blurred.

Immediately after that, the black jar shattered.

The surging "Hellfire" plundered out!

In an instant, the black-robed ghost cultivator who smashed the black jar was not humanoid under the burning of the raging black flames, leaving only the withered skeletons, and it was difficult to step on the ground to move forward, these flames shattered and splashed everywhere, the practitioners of the Little Lei Yin Temple visited the bathing Buddha puja, but all the stained robes, flesh and blood began to burn, in just a few dozen breaths, the entire mountain top turned into a sea of black fire, continuous black flames splashed everywhere, the sea of fire converged, as if someone was refining the essence, the wisps of black flames swept straight through the nine days, surrounding" Pillars of Snow-White Light".

Since ancient times.

Ice and fire, incompatible.

And these "hellfires" are to build a suspended dark ancient gate, complex pattern outline, two inverted doors, parallel to the top of Wudao Mountain, and the vast land in the mountainous area of Mingsha Mountain, the flame of the ancient gate is constantly burning, as if condensing a strange shape.

A raised face.

And this ancient door, on the side with his back to the earth, there is a young man in a black robe, with bare feet, surrounded by a black flame burning as a robe, with a holy face, if you don't feel the breath on his body, just look at his facial features, like a young living Bodhisattva from Lingshan.

He was so handsome.

Raging black flames are clothes.

But if you know the information of the eastern realm well, you know what the "big people" who hold the monstrous power of life and death in Liulishan now, what kind of appearance they look like, what exercises they practice, and what kind of character they are...... There would never be such a thought.

The three calamities of the old Ren in the eastern realm, one alone is enough to open a powerful demon lord in the southern Xinjiang.

The snow disaster was killed by the Zixiao Palace.

And the remaining two, after that, lived in seclusion in Liuli Mountain, lived in the Liuli Palace, and rarely traveled, not because of fear, but because it is said that these two demon lords have reached the "bottleneck" of the "cultivation realm", and they are in retreat

It's for breaking the border.

This young man with a handsome face was born unparalleled...... It's one of them.

Han Yue's left arm and right arm.

Fire.

The immortal eyebrows are actually demon lords.

The young man in the burning "black shirt" slowly squatted down, dipped a drop of black flame with his fingertips, stared at this thing that could not be burned, and bloomed a strange brilliance on his fingertips, and finally slowly extinguished.

Even if he walked on foot on the ancient gate of "Hellfire", his body did not receive the slightest damage.

Not the body, to be exact.

It's the body of the Dao.

If a sword cultivator reaches the realm of Xingjun's perfection and is only one step away from Nirvana, then he is the "sword body", and as the mundane says, "There is no sword in the hand, there is a sword in the heart", which is what it means.

In the realm of the Star Monarch, the sword intent and the body are perfectly integrated, and the sword body is achieved.

You don't need to hold a sword, you can release sword energy with every gesture.

This worldly path of cultivation is originally to enter the immortal from the mortal and gradually ascend to the avenue.

If you achieve your destiny, you will no longer be ordinary.

And on the road to immortality, transforming the physical body and merging with the Great Dao is one of the most important steps, once the "Dao Body" is achieved, its own killing power will increase several times, or even ten times, which is the reason why the Star Monarch realm also has high and low strengths.

Ning Yi raised his head and looked at the black cloud.

The "sense of crisis" between life and death was ...... at the moment when that ancient gate came It fell on his heart.

He saw the man standing on the ancient door.

That's what gives me the greatest sense of crisis.

Ning Yi will never forget the scene when he traveled around to kill the Snow Demon Lord with a sword in Daze Immortal Mountain in the eastern realm, and at that time, the innate Dao fetus of Zixiao Palace had already integrated the Great Dao with himself and was ready to go to the battle of Luojia Mountain...... And the Snow Demon Lord has not yet reached the step of "consummation".

The Star Monarch realm fights against the enemy.

With just one sword, the Snow Demon Lord was wiped out.

And now, karma and grievances are for reincarnation.

The handsome man standing on the ancient door gently opened his lips.

The voice spanned hundreds of feet and came to Ning Yi's ears.

"Snow Demon Lord, is it because of you that you died?"