Seventy-two frescoes, which contain the art of killing.

However, in the seventy-two murals, there is no magic in sight, and some are just some strange and strange pictures, which contain the ultimate mystery.

A mountain of bones piled up in the middle of the mountain range, the white bones are vividly visible, reflecting the sunlight, and the surrounding verdant mountains form a stark contrast, unusually abrupt.

Two strange brute beasts with nine sharp horns, barbs on their backs, and covered with cyan scales were crawling on the top of the mountain, their eyes were actually colorful colors, looking into the sky, as if they had traveled through time and space, looking at the past life and this life, and seeing the flowers blooming on the other side, one leaf and one Bodhi.

One hundred and eight dangerous peaks are lined up one after another, suspended in the void, each dangerous peak is different, but one hundred and eight dangerous peaks are like knife blades, straight into the blue sky.

A dark cloud was suspended in the blue sky, and above the dark cloud was black and dull, like a monster, but under the dark cloud was thousands of lightning, tilting down one by one......

Seventy-two murals depict many pictures, each of which looks very beautiful and mysterious.

However, in the middle of it, Fang Zhong saw a trace of the shadow of the killing technique, which is the embodiment of the Tao, which contains the ultimate mystery, which can derive all kinds of divine arts, and this time the profundity is far deeper than the first layer, and the divine techniques that can be derived have also reached a terrifying realm.

"The nine-story towers are different, but they all contain the same way, the Dao of Killing, whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your understanding and creation. ”

Guang Daozi's voice sounded suddenly, which shocked Fang Zhongzhong, and vaguely captured something, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"What the hell is it? I feel it, but I just can't understand it. Fang Chong's brows were furrowed, he was very depressed, he had obviously captured that feeling, but it was like being separated by a layer of window paper, which could not be seen through or pierced, and this feeling was really torturous.

"Seventy-two frescoes, one by one. After a long time, Fang Zhong calmed down and began to slowly observe these murals one by one.

He believes that after repeated viewing and speculation, he will be able to comprehend something, and he will not know what it is.

When Fang Zhong immersed himself in contemplating the seventy-two murals, the outside world was already crazy, and many masters poured into the Divine City, fighting each other and fighting with brute beasts, and they were very happy.

In just one month, there have been hundreds of masters who have died in the Divine City, most of them are powerhouses in the Nirvana realm, and there is no shortage of masters in the realm of heaven and man, and some legendary powerhouses have also appeared, each of which is powerful and terrifying, and groups of masters can be destroyed with a raise of their hands.

They proved themselves once again with their actions and killings, making those who had forgotten them in history shudder once again.

And the Divine City is only one of the killing strongholds, and more people do not enter the Divine City, but wander around the valley, looking for the so-called opportunity.

Someone found an opportunity, and unexpectedly appeared a certain immortal soldier, some kind of inheritance.

Some people found nothing, but were crushed into nothingness by others in the endless killing, and their original treasures were also occupied by others.

In this mysterious place, the primitive instincts of man are aroused, bloody killings are everywhere, and cruel plundering is everywhere.

Gradually, some level masters were separated by people and listed as taboo, and no one dared to stay in the area they were in, even the masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

One of the caves in the valley is one of them.

The entrance of this cave was full of the bones of Bai Sensen, almost covering the cave, and it was listed as a forbidden place, although no one knew who was in the cave, but all the monks who approached the cave died, and over time no one dared to approach it again.

The bones were piled up into a small hill in front of the cave.

There are obviously a lot fewer white bones in the cave, but all of them are as crystal as jade, and they are obviously extremely good people before they die.

Crystal white bones are laid out on the ground, in addition to the cave there is only one stone wall, on which carved a strange picture, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe stands in front of the stone wall, under his feet are two sentences of crystal jade, shining with colorful light bones, making him look extremely evil.

"Dao, what is Dao?"

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe suddenly opened his mouth and sighed.

He raised his head, his eyes were like knives, and two brilliant rays of light bloomed, and his face could be seen under the illumination of this light, and it was actually Dao Chong, who had disappeared for a long time.

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"Seventy-two frescoes, ah, how they should be, how they should be...... Haha, I was wrong, I was wrong, it was supposed to be like this. In the second floor of the nine-story pavilion, Fang Zhong laughed and said excitedly: "Killing Dao, this is the real Killing Dao." ”

After continuous watching and enlightenment, he finally appreciated a little charm, and also more clearly realized the mystery and power of the Xuanji Dao inheritance.

In fact, the first and second layers, all the way up to the ninth layer, are the same inheritance, the Killing Dao.

This is not a certain kind of magic or a certain kind of secret, but a real Dao, an ultimate road that can lead to the limit, and even become an immortal.

There are three thousand avenues, all of which can be channeled through the gods, and the avenue of killing is also one of them, the same as Fang Chong's way of physical arts, cultivating to the limit can get rid of reincarnation, whether he will become an immortal or not, Fang Chong doesn't know, but he is looking forward to it, maybe at that time he will be able to understand whether there are really immortals in the world.

His own way of physical arts is very good, but after all, he has only touched the threshold, and there is still a long way to go in the future, and it is very imperfect.

And the Xuanji Dao's killing avenue is different, this is the Xuanji Dao predecessors carefully groped, carefully verified after the conclusion of a avenue, is a complete avenue, everything has been Xuanji Dao predecessors master groped clearly, can be said to be a real broad avenue, and this nine-story pavilion is the guide to Fang Zhong to embark on this avenue of light and map, with this nine-story pavilion, he can take countless detours.

"Being able to use nine-story pavilions and murals to illustrate a kind of avenue, Xuanji Road is really extraordinary. "The more you comprehend Fang Chong, the more you can feel this shock.

The Tao is very formless, elusive, everyone may walk the same way, how can other people understand, how to understand?

And this kind of thing is too ethereal, just like immortals, many people firmly believe that he exists, but no one has really seen it, how can such a thing be inherited? This is a kind of charm, which cannot be described in words, let alone recorded, but the predecessors of the Xuanji Dao have achieved such a kind of Tao inheritance, in the way of murals, the Tao is hidden in it, passed on from generation to generation, and evolved a road to immortals.

It's not a simple thing to do this, at least Fang Zhong knows, the Nine Great Xuanmen, and the royal family don't have such a inheritance, because they can't be kept.

The Tao is vast, formless, invisible, unheard, how can it be inherited?

Only the Xuanji Dao has found another way, with great magical powers and great perseverance, this kind of Tao is imprinted in the murals, so that the Dao of Killing can be passed on proudly.

"Most of these nine-story pavilions are extremely powerful treasures, or even some kind of holy relics, otherwise they can't carry the Killing Dao, and it seems that there is a reason why Xuanji Dao places the inheritance in this divine city, even if there are nine-story pavilions in ordinary places, they can't keep this inheritance. ”

Many thoughts flashed in his heart, and Fang Zhong had a kind of realization, the reason why the Xuanji Dao was able to inherit the Killing Dao was probably extremely difficult.

At least, with the current strength of the Nine Great Xuanmen and the three major dynasties, it can't be done at all.

At the same time, he also thought of another question, the Holy Land of Dingzong is a divine city, and it is said that the mixed Yuan Ding is from it, and there is also a divine city in this mysterious valley, with millions of corpses outside the city, bones everywhere, and the inheritance of the Xuanji Dao is also contained in it, does the Divine City represent this special significance?

There is also the demon cave in the endless mountains south of Zhaonan County, the underground is connected to the dragon vein, the dragon vein is rooted in the Divine City, the ancient power chose to bury the bones in it, and the mysterious powerhouse who was reborn from the corpse of the demon cave also has an inextricable relationship with the underground Divine City, what does everything represent?

"These things are too mysterious, many of them may involve the secrets of ancient times, with my current strength and cultivation, I really don't need to worry about it. After thinking about it, Fang Chong shook his head and smiled.

"For now, let's concentrate on comprehending the seventy-two murals, and improving our strength is the right thing. He closed his eyes and sank into the seventy-two murals.

At this time, the masters of the Divine Spear Gate gathered in the Divine City, with the masters of the Heavenly and Human Realms as the masters, relying on the power of the immortal soldiers to snatch all kinds of treasures.

They were also paying attention when they were looting all kinds of treasures, paying attention to Fang Chong's traces.

They knew that Fang Chong had entered the valley, and it was very likely that he was in the Divine City, and there were too many treasures on Fang Chong's body, instead of desperately fighting with the brute beasts to fight for the treasures, it was better to grab Fang Chong, as long as they caught Fang Chong, they would be there, it was definitely more than snatching ten or even dozens of treasures guarded by brute beasts.

In fact, it was not only the people of the Divine Spear Gate who were looking for Fang Chong, but also the Xuanming Palace, the Divine Sword Gate, the Qingxin Pavilion and other major Xuanmen were looking for Fang Chong's traces.

Among them, Dingzong and Tiandaozong wanted to help him, while the others obviously wanted to kill him, but the ** palace behaved very strangely in this matter, as if he wanted to stay out of the matter and seemed to want to meddle in it, and his attitude was very vague, which made some big forces very confused.

However, one thing is recognized, that is, the current ** palace is the master of the saint Miaoyin.

The outside world doesn't know what's going on at all, but they know that everything in the ** palace is Miaoyin's final say, whether it is the elder in the door or the elder-level figure in the Taishang Elder to Miaoyin's orders, they are all obedient to Miaoyin's orders, and there has never been any disagreement, the mystery of which is unknown to outsiders, but it also feels a little weird.