When rushing out of the valley, Qian Zhenyan found that countless monks were coming one after another, and realized that because of the huge movement of the holy mountain, countless monks were attracted to the mountain to search for treasures, so she couldn't help gritting her teeth and turned around and ran towards the mountain.

If people find out that she came out of the holy mountain, it will inevitably repeat the repeated mistakes of the Nangong family persecuting her, and she doesn't want to be controlled anymore.

Quickly passing through the valley where the Medicine King lived, she looked up at the huge mountain range that was already collapsing, and after thinking about it, she still used the power of time and space to travel through it, and it was not until the fifth time that she appeared in another valley, this valley was obviously not the valley where the earth demons lived before, nor the valley where the Medicine King lived, could it have entered the depths of the holy mountain?

Qian Zhenyan felt that this valley showed no signs of collapse, but it still suppressed people's cultivation, and the gravity was even more serious than the valley where the earth demons lived before.

She knew that the monks outside could not enter here, so she temporarily relaxed her mind and slowly walked into the valley, only to find an endless sea of bamboo.

The purple bamboo forest, as far as the eye can see, the wind blows the bamboo forest, sending out a crisp bamboo sound, like a natural melody, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

For some reason, this bamboo forest made Qian Zhenyan feel very uneasy, she stared at it for a long time, and did not encounter any danger, so she stepped into the bamboo forest.

A puff of smoke suddenly floated in the forest, layered on top of each other, and her vision could not exceed 100 meters in an instant. Qian Zhenyan was shocked and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but no matter how she walked, she couldn't walk out of the bamboo forest, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She knew that the more anxious she was at this time, the more she couldn't find a way out, so she simply sat down cross-legged and released her senses.

It's a pity that no matter how far the divine consciousness extends or in the purple bamboo forest, she can't help but think of some of the formation knowledge that Baiye taught her, Qimen Xunjia, Xuanmen array, this purple bamboo forest is obviously a formation, if you want to go out, you must break the key to the formation.

Standing up, she already had an idea in her heart, and after making a mark on a few purple bamboos, she began to explore the path over and over again, calculating the number and location of the bamboos over and over again, she didn't know how long she had been studying in the formation, and finally calculated the central position of the bamboo forest, and performed the fairy cloud footwork, and quickly passed through the layers of bamboo forests and landed in the center.

After staring and observing for a long time, he found that a purple bamboo beside him was much thicker than the purple bamboo next to him, and the color was much darker, a touch of coldness crossed Qianzhenyan's eyes, his right palm slowly raised, and the power of fire in his body surged rapidly, and his right palm suddenly turned into a shadow of ten million palms, striking towards the purple bamboo in front of him.

"Don't hit me," Suddenly, a child's voice came, Qian Zhenyan was stunned, and her arm raised slightly and withdrew her palm.

The purple bamboo nearby disappeared with a bang, revealing a naturally occurring valley, and the purple bamboo in front of him swayed from side to side, suddenly turning into a teenage boy.

Qian Zhenyan was stunned.

The little boy, dressed in a purple dress, jumped up and ran up to her and asked, "Sister, are you a Terran?" ”

"yes, what about you?"

"I don't know, it's been a bamboo since I had a divine sense, but I can conjure up countless bamboos, and I can also form a formation so that all living beings can't get in and out, hehe."

The little boy's words gave Qian Zhenyan some understanding, could he be the array spirit that the master said? The innate array spirit is a priceless treasure, she wouldn't be so lucky, would she? Reaching out and touching a pinch of black hair on the top of the little boy's head, he asked, "So how long have you been here?" ”

"I don't know, it's been a long time, but the guy in Sansheng said that he lived longer than me, and he said that he was more than 10,000 years old, older than me."

"Three lives? Who is Sansheng? ”

"I'll take you to him, and he's inside." The little boy took her hand and ran happily into the valley.

Although Qian Zhenyan didn't know who Sansheng was, she could feel that Xiao Zizhu had no malicious intent, so she followed his footsteps and ran into the depths of the valley.

Suddenly the front opened up, and three pools appeared in a triangular shape, each with different colors, red, green, and yellow.

Xiao Zizhu let go of her hand and slammed into the red pool at the front, this red can only be regarded as pink, and it looks like a very warm color.

Qian Zhenyan walked to the lake, looked down to find the figure of Xiao Zizhu, the lake swayed, and suddenly a picture appeared, in the picture, there was a figure standing on the top of a mountain peak, red clothes fluttering, long hair flying, standing with his hands tied, a plum blossom mark in the center of his eyebrows flickering, and the bright phoenix eyes looked at the man on the opposite peak. The man was dressed in white, like snow and frost, his black hair was tied up high with a purple and gold crown, a phoenix mark loomed in the center of his eyebrows, and a trace of cold arrogance radiated from his narrow eyes.

was shocked, because the woman in red was exactly the same as her, but her temperament was flamboyant, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Although the man in the snow-clothed was unparalleled in the world, it made her feel a slight cramp in her heart, because he was exactly the same as Feng Jun Wuchang.

The two of them stood in the wind, a huge sense of oppression spread out with the pool water, Qian Zhenyan was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by this invisible pressure, and wanted to move her body but couldn't move, so she could only look at the picture in the pool with her eyes wide open.

Suddenly, the woman in red stretched out her right palm, and a blood-red fairy sword appeared in her palm, and the mist spread from the sword's body, making her figure gradually blur.

The man in the snowcoat smiled evilly, sat down cross-legged, his hands pulled slightly, and a slender guqin appeared on his lap, the nine strings were as delicate and clear as ice silk, and they also exuded a mist, making his figure gradually blurred.

The invisible pressure diffused between the two peaks, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be unable to withstand this pressure and gradually dissipated.

The battle is about to break out, and even Qian Zhenyan watching from the shore can feel it, this feeling is like standing on the city tower and watching the two armies face each other, just waiting for an order, thousands of troops and horses will ruthlessly harvest each other's lives.

Thousands of miles away, there was a melodious sound of the flute, the sound of the flute was curling, like crying and complaining, the two people on the mountain peak looked sideways at the same time, and a man wearing a black robe and holding a jade flute appeared in the field of vision, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and a lock of flame marks flashed red in the center of his eyebrows.

They are all shocking characters, but their eyes are cold.

With a bang, the sleeves of the woman in red moved slightly, the fairy sword in the palm of her hand flew up in the air, and the sword body trembled and let out a buzz, and suddenly transformed into thousands of swords, overwhelmingly towards the snow-clothed man.

Infinite power permeated the heavens and the earth, and even the mountain peaks under the feet of the three of them couldn't bear this coercion and trembled a little, and a feeling of suffocation came from Qian Zhenyan's chest, and he had to close his eyes to resist this infinite coercion, and his forehead was already drenched in sweat.

She could almost imagine that if she were in this picture, she would immediately explode to powder.

The lake fluctuated because of the overwhelming pressure, and the ripples rippled layer by layer, making the picture a little blurry, and suddenly, a piano sound shattered the ripples of the lake, and the image in the water gradually became clear. But I saw that the snow-clothed man's hands were like jade, pulling out the remnant of the Dao, and the heavenly sound of the piano flew up, shattering the sword shadow in the sky.

The three peaks trembled violently, rocks flew and sparks splashed everywhere, as if the world was apocalypse.

The sound of the flute burst out, slowly coming out from low to high, the flame mark on the forehead of the man in black emitted a red light, the violent vibration of several mountain peaks gradually subsided with the sound of the flute, the fairy sword flew back into the hands of the woman in red, and the man in snow also pressed his hands on the nine strings, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Qian Zhenyan couldn't describe the shock in her heart, the contest between the three of them had exceeded her cognition, this was not a simple contest of mana, nor a contest of exercises, nor a contest of immortal weapons, but a contest of cultivation, they almost all made only one move, but it could make the heavens and the earth lose color, and the peaks collapsed, even if it caused the end of the world, it was not surprising.

The lake rippled again, the picture was broken, Xiao Zizhu rushed out from under the water, and the muddy water fell beside her, and said with a smile, "Sister, he refused to see you in Sansheng, he said that you would be unfavorable to him." ”

"Why?" Retracting the shock in his heart, and suppressing the suffocation in his heart, Qian Zhenyan wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead and asked.

"I don't know, but he said there were a lot of Terrans out there, and he couldn't let anyone else in."

Qian Zhenyan's heart moved, could this three lives be the creatures transformed by the water of these three pools, and they were born and raised like Xiao Zizhu? She thought that the cultivation in the holy mountain was imprisoned and the increase in gravity was caused by the earth demon, but the earth demon had disappeared, but the holy mountain had not changed, so that meant that the treasure must still be in the mountain? It can't be this three lives, right?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Zizhu smiled and raised her hand, and a picture suddenly appeared in the pink pool water, which was the situation inside the holy mountain.