Guo Dalu opened his eyes and looked at the man in yellow, who was also the Twelvefold Tiger Demon King, and no matter his figure, appearance, tone of voice or weapons, he was exactly the same as the Tiger King he had met before.

"Did we just meet?" asked Guo Dalu curiously.

"Hehe, do you think that if you use this way to be close to this king, this king will let you go, naïve!" said the Tiger King, showing his steel whip and preparing to do it.

Guo Dalu hurriedly stretched out his hand and said: "Wait, before you start, report your name first, Guo never kills people who are nameless and have no share." ”

The Tiger King said, "This king is also a bronze hammer on Mount Maha, look at the whip!" As he spoke, the steel whip was split off his head.

"Copper hammer?" Guo Dalu laughed, avoided the steel whip, and said, "This name does not match Your Excellency's temperament." ”

The Tiger King said while fighting: "The copper hammer is the nickname of the king, only the master can call it, and the king has a large number." ”

Guo Dalu used a bamboo knife to open the Tiger King's steel whip and asked, "Then what is your tuba name?"

"Wang Gangdan!"

The Tiger King snapped, and the steel whip swung down more intensively.

When Guo Dalu heard this, he couldn't stop laughing, "I can understand the 'king', after all, you have a 'king' on your head, what the hell is the steel egg?"

The Tiger King was surprised: "Can you see the word 'king' on my head?"

"You are a tiger demon, and you naturally have a 'king' on your head. ”

The Tiger King was shocked: "You can see my original form?"

Guo Dalu was about to answer, when he suddenly felt that this conversation was a little familiar, frowned, put away the bamboo knife, took a step forward, and snatched the steel whip from the tiger king's hand.

“......”

The Tiger King was a little confused, he was obviously on par with him just now, why did his strength soar so much at once, and he seemed to know himself very well?

Guo Dalu no longer entangled with the tiger king named Wang Gangdan, and left a sentence of "borrow your steel whip" and lift him up the mountain.

Not long after walking, a long chant of breaking clouds came from the air, and Heijiao unsurprisingly blocked his way.

Flying sand and rocks, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Similar scenes, similar appearances.

Guo Dalu didn't hesitate this time, the imperial sword technique came out, the wooden sword, the bamboo knife, and the steel whip were combined, and he directly faced the black Jiao.

The two of them fought hard in the middle of the mountain, and the fight was not dozens of times, and the black Jiao was really difficult to resist Guo Dalu's continuous fierce attacks, but after his claws were slashed, he shook his body and turned around and fled into the clouds.

Guo Dalu continued to move forward, which was also expected to cross the knife mountain, cross the sea of fire, and then ......

Back to the foot of the mountain again.

"Interesting......"

Guo Dalu stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the towering mountain peak, his face contemplative.

When I used to read Greek mythology, I remember that there was a king named Sisyphus in it, because he didn't want to enter the underworld, he broke his promise to the god of death, and offended the great god Zeus, Zeus in order to punish him, he asked him to push a boulder up to the top of the mountain, and because the boulder was too heavy, every time there was one last step from the top of the mountain, the boulder would roll down, causing the previous work to be lost, so he kept repeating and never ending to do this.

The great god Zeus believed that there could be no more severe punishment than for performing such ineffectual and hopeless labor.

"It seems that the thoughts of the big guys sometimes coincide. ”

Guo Dalu sighed secretly: "So, I'm in a similar predicament to Sisyphus now?"

Thinking so, Guo Dalu walked forward, and soon met the big tiger demon king "Wang Gangdan"!

"Who are you and why are you going to the mountain?"

Same appearance, same lines.

Guo Dalu took a step forward, and the bamboo knife cut a half-arc in the air, sweeping towards Wang Gangdan's neck.

A killer move like a white horse passing through the gap!

However, the Great Demon King of the Twelve-Story Building was not so easy to kill, especially since his natal weapon was still a part of his body.

The steel whip whistled, as if it was about to squeeze the air apart, showing the wrath of the Tiger Demon King.

Guo Dalu put away the bamboo knife and pulled out the peachwood sword.

Diagonal splitting.

Horizontal cutting.

Flirtation.

Ren Haoran's qi spread out in an all-round way, and then the sword intent suddenly converged, Guo Dalu turned into a phantom, and the sword blade wiped Wang Gangdan's throat.

The combination of Confucianism and ink shows a sword.

The Tiger Demon King fell, revealing his original form.

Guo Dalu glanced at it, turned around and walked up the mountain.

......

The dragon groaned and cracked the clouds.

Guo Dalu raised his hand and shouted: "Qi Delong Dongqiang!"

The peach wood sword hanging in the world of green lanterns came out in response, appearing in Guo Dalu's hand without any resistance.

The black Jiao appeared, but it was greeted by an extremely terrifying sweeping rainbow.

The black Jiao stretched out its claws, and the claws were broken by the sword.

Guo Dalu jumped on the back of the Jiao, picked its reverse scales, cut its double horns, and finally the fairy sword fell, cutting off the Jiao's head.

slaughtered Heijiao, and then broke through the sword mountain and the sea of fire, but finally returned to the foot of the mountain and met the mountain god.

Wang Gangdan.

Guo Dalu began to suspect that this name was actually a saint ridiculing him and mocking him.

"Who are you, and why—"

The sword fell, and the steel egg hit the street.

......

......

When the cycle was repeated for the tenth time, Guo Dalu gave up going to the mountain, he looked up at the top of the mountain, looked at the place in the clouds, and said: "Since life can also be repeated repeatedly, I will go down the mountain now to kill the Heavenly Sect inside and out, up and down, and all the monks in the Xuan Realm who believe in the Heavenly Sect will kill one by one." ”

The voice fell for a long time, and there was no response from the mountain.

After a long time, a coercion full of mystical aura descended from the sky—as if an entire Maha Mountain had been pressed down.

Guo Dalu did not hesitate and directly used the strongest means...... He raised his myrtle sword.

In the face of the temptation of the saints, giving his best is the best response, and this is the lesson he learned in Lion Camel Mountain.

He didn't want to be under the pressure of the saint again, in case it was also an infinite loop, which would make him feel hopeless.

However, the peach wood sword did not give him much hope, because as soon as he raised the fairy sword, he felt a cool breeze blowing from a high altitude, and the cool breeze silently rolled the peach wood sword, gently dragged it back, and successfully grabbed the sword.

Qi Delong Dongqiang disappeared into the clouds and mist in the sky under the gaze of Guo Dalu's eyes.

It was his strongest means, his greatest reliance, and his magic weapon to turn the tide, survive the Jedi, and turn defeat into victory, but now he was taken away at will, and he didn't even have a chance to oppose it.

What's even more terrifying is that the sage's coercion continued to fall, and the clouds and mist above his head also gathered and piled up in one place, slowly pressing down.

Guo Dalu's dual realm is fully opened, but he still feels extremely difficult, his body is tense, and a long-lost pain spreads all over his body, and he wants to transform and leave, but he is really unwilling, and the current situation, it seems that he has no spare strength to perform the transformation technique on him.

The most powerful grandmaster in history was so vulnerable in the face of a saint!

The step from a great master to a saint is a step that is truly reborn, and it is a barrier that some cultivators cannot cross in three lifetimes.

Guo Dalu's legs were weak, and it seemed that he could only feel better by kneeling, but how could he kneel to the person on the top of Mount Maha in this situation.

He sat on the ground, looking up at the sky, with a presumptuous face.

"You come down!" Guo Dalu shouted.

......

......

The clouds and mist in the air changed and finally formed the face of a monk with great compassion and a compassionate smile.

"Amitabha. ”

A grand and solemn voice rang out all over the world:

"You have passed the Tiger's Den Dragon Pond again and again, and you have passed the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire again and again, are you still so obsessed and unenlightened?"

The voice of the saint resounded through the heavens and the earth, rolling from all directions.

The face of the clouds and mist is also constantly changing, and there is no fixed appearance.

Guo Dalu thought for a while and said, "Are you trying to tell me that the path of cultivation is like climbing Mount Mahaju, difficulties and obstacles are always repeated, and only by constantly climbing and surpassing can we get close to the avenue in my heart and climb to the real mountaintop?"

The saint chuckled, and the flowers bloomed in all directions.

"You're too worried, the old man wants to tell you that the old man's territory should listen to the old man. ”

When the sage said this, there was a hint of inexplicability in his ethereal tone, "Whether it is your world or the Xuan Realm, the rules are made by the strong, just like you and Tianzong agreed to climb the mountain in three years, but because you are stronger than those boys of Song Chanfeng, you have advanced the time by one year, and in the same way, because the old man is stronger than you, you have to extend the time to ten years." ”

"Ten years later, you will come to the mountain again to fetch swords and pick up people. ”

Guo Dalu sat stunned and was silent for a long time.

"Do you have any questions?"

Guo Dalu let out a distracted "um", and then asked, "If I become a saint within ten years, wouldn't I be able to tear down your Maha Mountain in anger?" ”

The sage smiled again, "At that time, if you are stronger than the old man, the rules will naturally be set by you, if you are unsettled, you might as well send the old man to the west of the sky, the old man will only be grateful to you." ”

Guo Dalu suddenly said, "So, as long as the realm is high in the Xuan Realm, you can do whatever you want?"

The sage said: "It will be a little regrettable to say, but in the cultivation world, a high realm can really do whatever you want. ”

Guo Dalu stood up and nodded, "I understand, the last question ......"

"No, you can't. Without waiting for Guo Dalu to ask, the sage directly refused.

The question Guo Dalu wanted to ask was: "Can you meet Jiang Bodhi?"

"Good. Guo Dalu nodded, suddenly turned around and yelled: "somersault cloud!"

A white cloud chirped from the distant sky, unaffected by the sage's projection.

Guo Dalu jumped on the clouds and flew away.

......

"What Kuang Shiqi didn't want to do back then, I hope you can do it. ”

These words echoed for a moment in the middle of the Maha Mountain, and finally dissipated along with the face of the saint who had been transformed by the clouds.

......

Guo Dalu drove the clouds to the Tiannu Dojo, spontaneously stunned for a long time, and then went to the Tianzong Elder Hall.

Song Chanfeng and the others saw Guo Dalu again, and the expression on their faces was like seeing a ghost.

"Elder Song, borrow your Demon Slaying Sword and return it as scheduled the next time you climb Mount Maha. Guo Dalu didn't say hello, and directly opened his mouth to borrow a sword.

Without waiting for Song Chanfeng to reply, the third elder Mo Ruoxu said: "Guo Dalu, let me ask you, what do you mean when you say that you can only break the Sancai Sword Formation from the Heavenly Machine Position that you will not seriously injure me?"

Guo Dalu looked at Mo Ruoxu, stretched out his hand to draw his sword, and the peak realm of resisting the saint had not yet been fully collected, and the Haoran sword in one hand, "Who else should I be" and the Mo family's "white horse through the gap" slashed at the three elders of the Heavenly Sect.

At that moment, Mo Ruo had an initiation and an epiphany.

The other elders finally understood the true meaning of Senior Brother's sentence "Don't do it alone with Guo Dalu".

......

Mo Ruoxu couldn't even catch Guo Dalu's sword.

This is the truth of breaking the Sancai Sword Formation.

When they met, a sword abolished the "Tao of the World" Mo Ruoxu, and the three-talented sword formation broke itself.

Song Chanfeng understood the meaning of Guo Dalu's words best, so when he saw Guo Dalu doing it, he was not ready to stop it at all, but chose to surround Wei to save Zhao.

He threw the Demon Slaying Sword at Guo Dalu and threw it with all his might.

"Give you the sword, and hope to return it on time!" Song Chanfeng said.

Guo Dalu's sword intent suddenly condensed, and he grabbed the demon slaying sword in his hand, and when his body rotated, the person disappeared from the spot.

"Elder Xie Song's sword. ”

Guo Dalu's voice came from afar.

"If you are not angry in your hearts, you might as well go to Mount Mahasu to ask the sect master of your sect to solve your doubts, he knows best. ”

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