"Want to go up to Nirvana? You're not qualified enough! ”

Seeing Liu Zhaoxian flying straight up to the sky and heading towards the Nirvana Tower, the old monk's eyes showed a touch of disdain, and he didn't wait for the words to settle, and his feet were a little lower, and the whole person went straight up into the air like an arrow from the string. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Give me back!"

Between three or two breaths, the old monk of Tianxing had already chased more than ten meters behind Liu Zhaoxian, and between his loud shouts, he saw his right hand clasped his claws and leaned forward, and shot at Liu Zhaoxian in the air.

Because of the distance, Wang Yan couldn't feel the mystery of this move, but Liu Zhaoxian was stunned for a moment, and then his right hand turned around and slashed out horizontally.

The two of them made a move in the air, but they didn't see any movement, Wang Yan couldn't help but want to move forward, but he didn't think that Nantani turned to the crowd at this time, and said: "The two of them will soon fight with all their strength, I don't know what the battle will be like on this mountain, you wait for the junior disciples to retreat to the mountainside to watch the battle." ”

The so-called junior disciples are naturally disciples in the gestation period and even ordinary disciples in the Baoyuan period, Wang Yan and Bai Daoxin are among them, hearing this, Wang Yan is quite unwilling, but at this moment, the old monk of Tianxing in mid-air pinched out a seal with one hand, and then there was a violent drink in his mouth.

"Dharma!"

Wang Yan didn't know what the meaning of the sound of binge drinking came out of the mouth of the old monk, but the moment the sound of binge drinking entered his ears, Wang Yanden only felt that his brain was hit by a sledgehammer, and the whole person's head was almost cracked, the spirit platform was shaking, and his mind was confused.

In the next moment, the drowsy Wang Yan only felt that the heavens and the earth had changed, the thunder on the sky was intertwined, and he was like a lonely boat in the angry sea fluttering and trembling under the thunder, and a huge King Kong angry image in mid-air looked at Wang Yan, and there seemed to be thunder in his eyes, lightning alternated, and his majesty was awe-inspiring, making people dare not look directly.

Under such circumstances, Wang Yan only felt that he seemed to be trembling, but he had no power to resist at all, and his sword intent was suppressed in his body, and he didn't react at all.

"This is the strength of the martial arts myth? How far are you from that? ”

Wang Yan deeply felt the gap between himself and the old monsters such as the Tianxing Monster Monk, but he was not half depressed in his heart, but he couldn't help but remember the scene when he faced the old monster at the beginning, and then his abdomen jumped, and the strange induction instantly increased countless times, his sanity returned, and his mind was clear, Wang Yan looked up at the sky again, and saw the surging thunder sea, and the huge King Kong angry eyes peeled away like a phantom, the original world, that is, the True Mountain, Nirvana Temple, Even Liu Zhaoxian and the old monk Tianxing in mid-air appeared under the phantom.

Alternating between the virtual and the real, the true and the false, Wang Yande's strange induction helped him get rid of the illusion of confusion and the suppression of divine will, and even faintly felt the slightest mystery in the middle, under this strange induction, he could detect the implication between the illusory illusion and the original world, and the old monk of Tianxing is the hub of it, obviously, this is the divine means used by the old monk of Tianxing to drink violently, which is not only the illusion of confusing the gods, but also the effect of killing the gods, in addition, there are some other things in the middle, It seems that the old monk of Tianxing has integrated the artistic conception of martial arts into his divine consciousness.

Such a method is really unfathomable, and it is precisely because of this that Wang Yan is difficult to resist, but just as Wang Yan was about to observe the subtlety, he saw a pale and shriveled hand come into his eyes.

This hand gave Wang Yan a very peculiar feeling, under the illusory and clear vision, in the original world, only an ordinary hand probed in front of his eyes, but in the illusory phantom, he saw a pale supernatural giant claw piercing the sky, between the claws and fingers, the thunder was exhausted, the King Kong shattered, and the entire illusory phantom was dispersed at once, and the pale supernatural giant claw gradually disappeared.

The illusory phantom collapsed, everything around him was restored, Wang Yan's abdomen stopped beating instantly, and the strange induction instantly returned to its original state, as if everything just now was like an illusion, only the afterglow of Wang Yan's eyes caught the trajectory of the pale and shriveled hand that probed back.

Wang Yan followed the trajectory and saw Nandani, and Nandani's eyes also fell on Wang Yan, with a little surprise in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I heard that you were able to break the lock of the old man with a sword, and it was really a special doorway. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yan immediately hit the snake with the stick and said, "Senior, can I stay here and watch the battle." ”

"If you are not afraid of death, stand behind me, but if you fall for the old monk of Tianxing again, I will not save you again."

Saying that, Nandani ignored Wang Yan anymore, waved his hand at the others, and said, "Those who have not done good deeds, retreat quickly." ”

Wang Yan turned his head to look and saw that the eyes of the people around him had different looks, some were frightened, some were full of fear, and some were confused and chaotic, but the most unfortunate of them was an inner disciple, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain like crazy.

With this person taking the lead, the other cultivators who did not care about the others, and went down the mountain one after another, after experiencing the scene just now, these people who got the help of Nandani all know that now is not the time to pay attention to face, under the full strength of characters such as the old monk of Tianxing, just the aftermath may kill people, Nandani helps once It is moral, but it will not always protect everyone.

In less than a dozen breaths, there are more than half of the people in Huanzhen Mountain, and behind Nandani, in addition to the Hanshan Sword Monarch, there are only more than ten people such as Wang Yan, Ghost Uncle, Zong Wanliu, Bai Daoxin, etc., and even the ordinary inner door elders from Aojian Villa have escorted the fourth lady down the mountain.

Passing by with the fourth lady, Wang Yan didn't even have the slightest intersection with him, if it was before, Wang Yan couldn't say that he would have a strong sense of loss, but after Liu Zhaoxian's guidance and after experiencing many illusions, Wang Yandao's heart was firm, and he was focused on the battle in mid-air at this time, so for such a situation, Wang Yan barely had the slightest wave in his heart, but when the fourth miss was far away, Wang Yan had a little realization in his heart, everything was different from before after all, he was no longer his former self, is no longer the miscellaneous disciple who desperately looked up on his feet and regarded the fourth miss as a big man, and as his eyes gradually opened and he experienced many things, even if he was in front of the fourth miss again, it was difficult for him to throb in his heart for the fourth miss's every move.

Affectionate or ruthless, true and illusory?

Wang Yan shook his head, unwilling to think deeply about the changes, and then raised his head and looked at the figure in mid-air, but as he raised his head again, what caught his eyes was a sword light as bright as the sun, and soon, this sword light occupied all of Wang Yan's sight, as if there were thousands of sword lights piercing through his mind, the surrounding world no longer existed, only the sword remained between heaven and earth, Wang Yan couldn't feel anything except the sword, only a faint voice came into his ears with the sword light.

"The dust of the sky and the earth, the vast sky..."