Another two years in a hurry, Dugu Defeatian is already sixteen years old, he is tall, black hair is like a waterfall, his face is angular, he looks handsome and extraordinary, and there is a kind of fortitude. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In this life, because of his cultivation, his appearance has changed a lot, and he has an indescribable temperament.

"The avenue is like a shackle, the red dust is like a fetter, the past life, this life, a dream is empty!"

Since entering the secret realm of turning into a dragon, he no longer retreats for a long time, on the contrary, he is very idle every day, drinking tea, surfing the Internet, reading books, and experiencing the life he once had.

This is also cultivation, red dust refining the heart, he has never relaxed the pace of cultivation in this life, and he is enhancing his cultivation every moment, but he must know that the path of cultivation must also be relaxed.

Blindly cultivating with all one's heart, the Dao foundation is unstable, and it is easy to produce demons.

Since surviving the Great Dragon Tribulation, he has spent the past two years in a semi-relaxed state, only occasionally crossing the Heavenly Tribulation once in three or four months, and even then he is already a monk of the Great Perfection Realm of the Dragon Transformation Realm!

In today's earth, the Great Perfection of the Transformation Dragon can already be called a great supernatural power, and there are very few strong people of this level, he can already be regarded as a peerless master.

After calming down and thinking about it, he found that there were not many pursuits in this life, and meditating and cultivating the Tao had become his only goal.

Becoming an immortal is the ultimate pursuit of his life, and he has begun to think about what to do in the future and everything he will face.

Immortal, very illusory!

Chengxian Road, even the ancient emperor died, but now, this has become his pursuit, I don't know if it can succeed?

This road is too difficult and endless, although he is confident, he is not completely sure, and he may only be able to bleed halfway through and regret it for life.

Understanding the direction of the original work is his greatest reliance in this life, but when he really goes to the last step, these are nothing, and no amount of foreign fate can help him become an immortal.

Dugu lost the day to read Nanhua, Guanyin Fu, read the beginning of the text, and recite the cave Xuan, there is no way to practice, these books have been circulated in the world, but let him see different thoughts of his predecessors.

These Taoist books, passed down in the world, can be read by mortals, there is no fine method, but there is a general direction, it is a treasure of the Tao, maybe this is also a kind of inheritance.

He calmed down and studied, and from time to time he felt that it was broad and profound, and that many ancient monastic scriptures were no longer visible, but their true meaning was still circulating and contained in these books.

On this day, he was very quiet and wanted to go around and enjoy the beautiful scenery of China!

Modern architecture, modern life, and modern decorations made him suspiciously return to the reality of the past, mistakenly thinking that this dream had woken up, but when he looked back, it was empty.

Dugu defeated all the way to the east, passing through various places, watching the vast sea, and then turning to the south, during this time he turned into an ordinary tourist, not using the mysteries, appreciating the beautiful mountains and rivers, soothing the slightest wave in his heart.

He didn't pause in one place for more, and often left in just a day or two, just to see the scenery he had never seen before, and to realize his dream.

A month later, Dugu Defeatian came to the west alone.

Ahead, the altitude is getting higher and higher, and the sky is as if it has been washed by water, incomparably blue, as crystal clear as a sapphire, and occasionally white clouds drift by, clean and immaculate, just above the head, as if you can touch it with your hand.

In the modern era of high-rise buildings, it is not easy to have such a natural place, and the Tibetan area is sparsely populated, and there are many areas that human beings have not yet set foot in.

Standing on a majestic mountain, Dugu Defeating Heaven looked down at the boundless mysterious ancient land, not only with Buddhism rooted here, but also the most mysterious Kunlun in ancient China.

He traveled all the way, passing through many places, walking alone through a large area of no man's land, and finally came to a barrier between XC and the Tarim Basin, which belonged to a section of the Kunlun Mountains.

Kunlun, the mountain of all ancestors, is China's first god SX Queen Mother, Gu Immortal...... All kinds of legends are based on this, and it has the most honorable position in ancient China, which is incomparable.

But he knew that myths were just myths after all, and they were just made up by mortals to talk about comfort.

Of course, the real Kunlun is indeed extraordinary, the head of the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains of the Ancient Heavenly Court, and deserves the title of the ancestor of the mountain.

If we really want to trace its origins, I am afraid that the mythological era is only a small part of it, and it may have existed long ago in that ancient era, or even longer.

Suddenly, Dugu Defeat's heart moved, and he sensed a trace of the monk's breath, coming from not far away.

"Brush"

He has the magic power of shrinking the ground into inches, and as soon as the word trick is unfolded, he walks through it in an instant, this is a no-man's land, not very far from Kunlun.

"Boom"

Not far away, the gray mist is monstrous, as if a peerless demon has been born, and the vast gray fog and thunder cover the sky and the sun, full of terrifying atmosphere.

He saw several old Western cultivators, with gray wings on their backs, all of them were very old, and even their eyes were leaden gray, and they were very terrifying when they moved.

The people who fought with them looked like Middle-earth monks, all young people, dressed in white and dusty, flowing like immortals, joining forces to form a large array, I don't know which sect they belonged to.

However, they were clearly at a disadvantage, being crushed by a few Western monks, and there were several corpses on the ground, all of them young men.

The cultivation of this group of people is not very high, the four old Western monks are in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and only one of the group of white-clothed monks who fought against them has entered the Four Extremes, and the rest are in the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

"Senior brother, I can't hold on..."

One of the white-clothed friars couldn't bear it, and he couldn't stop it with all his might, because he was treated by an old Western monk, and his body was in tatters and full of scars.

"Poof", before the young man who spoke had finished speaking, the whole person suddenly exploded, becoming a rain of blood, and they were all raised.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

"Fifth Senior Brother!"

"Yang Bing!"

The group of white-clothed monks all shouted with sadness in their eyes, but the situation became more and more dangerous, and with the death of this person, the formation was lacking, and it was even more difficult for them to support it.

"Boom"

The four Western monks were like demons freed from hell, with an uncomfortable aura, even the weapons in their hands, and every blow made a group of white-clothed monks fearful.

"Poof"

A woman in white spat out a mouthful of blood, she was hit by a divine hammer, and dense cracks appeared on her body on the spot, like broken porcelain, and her spirit was dim, and she was about to die!

"Poof" and "poof" There were two soft sounds, and two more young people fell, completely turning into a rain of blood, and the spirit turned into ashes.

"Ah......h

Seeing the tragic death of their fellow disciples, the rest of the people were all sad, eager to tear several Western monks to pieces.

But this was to no avail, three more people died in an instant, in the face of absolute strength, emotion could not replace the chasm, and sadness could not prevent the tragedy from happening.

At this moment, a twenty-seven-eight-year-old man roared, and the crowd stepped forward, instantly burning himself into a large furnace. "Even death today can't disgrace our Kunlun's reputation, junior brothers and sisters, I'll go first!" ”

He is the only monk in this group who has entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm, if he is a cultivator who is one level higher than several old Western monks, he is weak, and the methods of these people are strange.

"Boom"

At this moment, he cast a forbidden method, burning all his body's potential, turning it into the strongest attack in a short period of time, to kill the old monk in the west.

The effect of this method in a short period of time is amazing, but the sequelae are also very great, because it is the source of life that burns.

"Second Senior Brother, woo... Damn Western friars! "Many people are very sad, and there is no way.

The faces of several old Western monks changed greatly, and they were no longer indifferent before, they didn't expect this young man to be so strong, he actually burned his life potential, you must know that this will definitely die, it is impossible to live.

"Hell, on!" The four of them cast spells at the same time, their hands together to form a seal, and they all recited the same ancient mantra.

"Wow"

With the movements of the Western monk, the void cracked open a crack ten zhang long, and the eerie aura gushed out like a sea, as if it had really opened the door of the Netherworld to take this young man in.

"Poof" The second senior brother's eyes were bloody, without the flowing dust of Kunlun's vein, with a hint of madness at the moment, he didn't care about it at all.

His body was like a furnace, and his life essence rushed forward like a wave, directly extinguishing all the breath gushing out of the Void Hell.

And, at the same time, his true body rushed forward, pinching a mysterious Kunlun seal method in each hand to carry out a lore.

"Poof!"

It was a life-and-death battle, and he was extremely fast, and he smashed one of the Western monks to pieces on the spot, and severely wounded one of them, cutting off half of his body.

But at this point, the momentum of the second senior brother suddenly plummeted, his eyes lost their brilliance, his body fell straight down, and he smashed on the ground with a 'bang', and the life essence was about to be dissipated, and he was no longer able to chase and kill a few people.

"Second Senior Brother..."

Seeing this scene, a group of people quickly surrounded the two senior brothers.

Dugu Yutian stood not far away, observed for a moment, and when the remaining Western monks planned to kill the remaining Kunlun disciples, he made a move.

"Poof"

He flicked his fingers miles away, but an old Western monk crumbled in an instant, turning into a piece of powder, and there was nothing left.

"Who is it?" The last uninjured Western monk had his long hair scattered, his eyes were like ashes, and his voice was merciless, but his heart was shaken.

"Knock"

"Knock"

"Knock"

A figure walked from the mountain peak not far away, and every step seemed to be in line with the pulse of the world, like a human king coming across the border, and everyone couldn't help but keep up with this frequency!

Everyone was still, including the two old Western monks, who also stopped, taking a closer look at the uninvited guest.

Moment... Eternity.... In just a moment, everyone seemed to have experienced two extremes, and they had long forgotten their environment, and their eyes turned to stare in this direction.

Soon, a young man appeared in their eyes, a little immature in appearance, but very tall, with black hair naturally draped on his chest and back, as if he had stepped out of the shackles of this world.

The only uninjured old monk in the West was the first to wake up, full of horror, unable to believe all this, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Dugu defeats the sky!"

The four characters were spit out, like the divine drum of the ancient heavenly court being beaten, and the heavy snow fell suddenly, one after another, and the void was everywhere.