The sky was pitch black, and the clouds were stacked, like a big black cloth that could cover everything. So far, the ancient city of Aran has become a fierce place.

It's a place full of crises, and it's full of life-threatening horrific mutations. As the legend of the Gu clan spread here little by little, the matter of the White Bone Mountain Range also followed in the footsteps of this matter and appeared in front of all the monks.

At this moment, countless monks were rushing to the White Bone Mountain Range just to catch a glimpse of the true face of the terrifying cave. Some of them are just for chance, while others are just for fun.

Maybe they won't get in, but that's also temporary. As soon as there is any good news, it is believed that those of them who have been wandering outside the cave will immediately flock in.

And now, the vast majority of all the trialists were gathered on the White Bone Mountain Range, but no one dared to enter the huge cavern where only darkness and glowing green light could be seen as far as the eye could see.

This mountain range is made up of countless mountain peaks of varying heights, among which the highest ones can reach into the dark clouds, and the lower ones can also stand majestically.

But whether high or low, steep or smooth, these peaks all have one thing in common. That is, they buried countless white bones.

This is also the origin of its name, and the monks can identify among these white bones, there are human races, there are zergs, and animal bones...... However, there are many other creatures that this group of people cannot recognize.

They are not part of a flood older than this era, and they can be considered a new species, but they have become extinct of themselves. In today's world, they may still exist, but human beings will never find their traces.

But for now, after all, no one dared to step into that cave, whether it was the descendants of the Great Dao Dynasty or the unknown little monks, they did not choose to move their steps into the cave full of unknowns.

Chances may belong to the first person to eat the crab, but the first person to eat the crab may not necessarily be the biggest winner. And this situation was broken because of the arrival of a person.

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. ”

Flo was wearing a tattered monk's robe, and his face was indifferent. His steps were so slow and swift that no one knew how he got here, so much so that his appearance surprised too many people.

At this moment, he squinted his eyes, as if he was smiling, but he could give people a feeling like a spring breeze. So his arrival was just a surprise to everyone.

So far, at least, few have shown hostility toward him. Those who knew him and the Dao system behind him were in awe of him.

All of them know that this monk is far from being as kind as he seems on the surface, and it is very scary to really make a move. However, there are still some people who are not afraid of him.

After all, they are also the descendants of the Great Dao system, each with their own means, and their kind of people are more or less arrogant, so they naturally don't think that the divine power of their sect and Dao system will lose to the other party.

And those who don't know this great monk who looks like Maitreya in appearance are not easy to act rashly. The five-colored true feather exudes an extraordinary five-colored divine light all the time, which can be regarded as the most eye-catching thing on this great monk.

But it was such a thing, being held in the arms of this great monk, and no one dared to grab it. This naturally shows how extraordinary people are.

In fact, this alone can explain a lot of problems, not to mention, among them, there are also people who have noticed the reactions of those Dao Descendants.

They were even more glad by this observation. Fortunately, they didn't choose to do it as soon as they came up, otherwise, they believe that they would not even know how they died.

All the descendants of the Great Dao Dynasty have endless secret methods and infinite secret treasures, and their cultivation is even more powerful to crush all enemies...... All of this is the definition of an ordinary monk as a descendant of the Great Dao.

However, this is such a group of people, although they are indifferent and indifferent when they look at this great monk, but deep in their eyes there is a hidden feeling of their own indescribable.

And that feeling, these monks can read, because they themselves often feel this way. The name of this feeling is awe.

"Don't you mean to enter?"

"No, if you want to go in, go in. ”

It was a young man who spoke, his body was surrounded by wisps of blood-colored mist, and he looked quite extraordinary, and what the monks could feel from him was the fierce and terrifying killing intent.

This blood mist youth cultivates the way of blood killing, and it is also a kind of killing path. In a sense, there are still some similarities with the Shura Dao of the White Night, but the essential difference between the two is very different.

And killing, together with it, is contrary to the Dharma of the great monks. Therefore, this young man and Flo can also be counted as natural enemies, because they have chosen the right path.

It's like two straight lines that extend infinitely, and if they keep going on, they will one day intersect. And the moment they intersected was when the war between these two broke out.

But this young man would never have thought that the fight between the two of them would eventually be ended by another person, and that person would far surpass him in everything he cultivated, and even crush him.

And now, Flo only smiled at what he had said. He moved lightly, and in an instant he came to the young man's side, but Flo didn't say anything, just patted the young man in the blood mist on the shoulder.

But when Flo came to the mouth of the cave, the young man did not react. Because he had already froze in place, he was seriously pondering the meaning of the passage that Flo had left him.

"This benefactor, you and I have a short fate, what the little monk wants to tell you is, don't be too complacent and provoke someone you shouldn't provoke. ”

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Listen, listen! Is there anyone more arrogant than this? The current blood mist youth can't help but wonder in his heart why such an arrogant person in this world is a monk, and especially from the Western Polar Paradise of Buddhism.

However, when he looked up at the cave not far away, he found that in the endless darkness and green light, Flo's figure had not disappeared.

Now Flo is closing his eyes, twisting the five-colored true feather in one hand, and putting the other hand in front of him to make a tense shape. His ears twitched slightly, as if he was listening to something now.

But in reality, that's exactly what he did. He listened, listened...... Because he knew that the Buddha in his heart was telling him that there were living beings in this cave.

But what the Buddha and he heard was more than the sound of living beings. This somewhat eerie silence contains more of a sorrowful cry.

It was a cry of sorrow, it was a cry of sorrow, it was a murmur of sorrow...... At this moment, the cave seemed to him to be full of sounds, all kinds of sounds.

And these voices only gave him one feeling, that is, bitterness, he only felt bitterness. The Buddha said that there is a lot of suffering in the world, but there are so many that he does not fully understand it.

So he's going, he's going to go to the cave in front of him that is full of sorrows, to the cave that is full of suffering. But now, another voice broke his listening.

It was the sound of footsteps.

Flo opened his eyes, only to see a young man in black slowly walking past him. Flo couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see his figure, and the bronze lamp he was carrying. The light of the lamp was so faint that it seemed as if any gust of wind could blow it out.

"The donor is slow, can you wait with the little monk for a while. Flo hurriedly spoke, and the figure that had stepped into the darkness stopped his steps after listening to his words, and he stood still, silent, without saying a word, and indeed looking like he was waiting for something.

But the monks not far away all looked at Flo with foolish eyes. Because the figure was only seen by Flo, and in the eyes of the other monks, the monk was simply talking to the air, talking to himself.

How strange is this, this has not yet stepped into that cave, this monk of the Western Polar Paradise has actually appeared crazy.

For a while, all the monks only felt a cool breeze blowing on their bodies, and they all had a strange feeling of encountering them. But they couldn't say anything, after all, what if the person the monk was talking about really existed?

It's just that the possibility that the figure really exists is very small in the eyes of these people. However, Flo, who was at the entrance of the cave, was motionless and became like a sculpture, and for a while all the monks couldn't figure out what kind of name this great monk still had.

"Buddha, what are you waiting for?"

A voice sounded, but it was the young man in the blood mist who asked. At this moment, this young man even wanted to find a random reason to fight with the monk in front of him, and the battle was hearty.

He wanted to use this way to relieve the anguish in his heart, and the fire in his heart caused by the few words of the great monk also urgently needed to be extinguished.

But the heavens did not grant him, and his thoughts were put to the back of his mind after a louder roar sounded. Because the figure that appeared in the distant sky next deeply attracted his gaze.

At the same time, he and the cultivators looked into the distance at this moment. But what they saw was a blue beast shadow, it roared angrily, and there was an indescribable majesty in its voice, it came from far away, and the closer they got to this place, the clearer they could see it.

And the clearer they looked, the more intense the chill in their hearts became. What kind of superb demon beast is that, it has the appearance of a legendary true dragon, dark blue scale armor, and a blue body protection divine light.

For a moment, the eyes of all the cultivators were a little dull and a little confused. Demon beasts, they have seen a lot on their cultivation path, but in terms of appearance alone, it is the first time they have seen this "dragon" in front of them.

Among them, there are many descendants of the super Dao. In terms of their status, they have also seen the mounts of some of the big names in the door.

But similar to the "dragon" in front of him, there are really very few. And the next moment, their hearts were half cold, because they all saw the figure of a young man above the dragon shadow.

White-dressed, white-haired, black-eyed...... It's not too handsome, but at this moment, the young man gives them the feeling that they are a head lower than others.

Maybe it's because of other people's mounts......

At this moment, countless monks thought so, although this was self-justifying, but it could be regarded as making up for the trauma of their own soul. After all, if you don't admit that others are better than you, isn't that a torture for yourself?

"Amitabha, senior, the little monk is polite. ”

Just when the monks were still wondering who this white-haired young man was, Flo's face hung up his signature Maitreya smile, shouted a Buddha horn towards the sky, and then bowed in the direction of the dragon-riding youth.

Then he turned and entered the dark cavern under the watchful eye of the young man. He turned resolutely, and in the cave, for some reason, suddenly there was a burst of mournful cries.

The cry was like the cry of some living being, and it was terrible to the ears of the monks. For no apparent reason, a wound appeared in the monk's ear, and blood flowed out.

For a moment, their eyes also flashed with a hint of horror. After all, such a thing happened to them, which made them feel that everything was too terrifying, and this world was simply full of weirdness.

But before they could think about it, their thoughts were interrupted by another exclamation, followed by fear and surprise and a fiery fury that burned like a burning fire.

"Heavy pupils, you are double pupils!"

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