The demon path and his party passed through the outer area covered with gray air currents, and finally entered the land of the gods that brought infinite yearning and infinite fear.

As far as the eye can see, there are towering snow-white mountains of different shapes.

Anger, despair, sorrow, all come in different forms, but they are real.

If someone says that the mountain peak that is thousands of feet high is a sculpture, it will make people think that he is crazy. But those sculptures were things that once existed.

Over the years, although many things have been worn out, the existence of those sculptures is very obvious, and they are alive and well.

It's just that now there are red lines of blood on these towering mountains, flowing towards the corpses.

The blood lines are vertical and horizontal, looking like spider webs, splitting the distant sky into patches of red blood.

"There's nothing good to see on the periphery, these bodies have been looted and drained, let's get inside. ”

These Demon Dao monks saw that their disciples were still looking sluggish, and they urged them.

The corpses at the outermost periphery had been reduced to bones, and the corpses were the smallest.

The bones were covered with tiny cracks, and it seemed that the body was shattered and died by a force that could not resist.

After entering this space of gods, these demonic monks obviously increased their preparedness.

A huge black curtain was dead outside the body, and at the feet of these huge corpses, it was like a huge black worm wriggling.

Whew......

Somehow, as soon as the Viper Daoist entered this space of gods, he had a feeling of being targeted by something, and this feeling made him furious.

"Living Like ......"

In this space of the gods, an indescribably large corpse lay there.

It's just that this corpse is a little different from any other corpse, and his forehead is lit with a glittering line.

The pattern seemed to outline the appearance of a five-pointed star.

Crash......

The head on the huge body suddenly moved slightly, and the stones that had been deposited on the body for countless years moved at this moment.

The entire space of the gods was stirred like the earth shaking the mountains.

The star lines on his forehead are even more generous, and the entire space of the gods has a tendency to illuminate.

The whole huge body was even more ready to move.

Hula......

The arms on the huge body suddenly raised suddenly, but the pale white light was bright, like silk threads.

Wrapped the giant's arm around him.

Whoosh......

The giant struggled, but the white light became tighter and tighter, and the strength of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

"Jade Fan, why aren't you completely dead!" the giant breathed out a cloud of cloudy gray gas from his mouth, and let out an angry roar.

The gaze zoomed in, and there was a small point of light on the giant's body, as small as sand.

There was a jade fan there, and on the jade fan lay a stunning woman.

The woman's eyes were kept closed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. But his face was sad, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

This woman's body is less than one of the billions of giants under her, but she crushes this giant alive under her, making him unable to move.

"Go and bring the man!" the giant had a bright star on his forehead, and dozens of people gathered in an instant.

The clothes on these people were varied, some were still bright, but some were as withered as the earth. Even the person who wears it withered like a hard stone, as if it had spanned unimaginable years.

The only thing that is the same is that these people still have a glint in their eyes, and they exude a terrifying coercion.

These people are all the powerhouses who have ever been in the secret realm.

It only exists in the classics, but at the moment they are all lost like walking corpses. Here heeded the sent of the trapped giant.

These demonic monks still didn't know that danger was coming, and they still walked through this space of gods.

"There are traces of a battle here!" the monks entered a corpse wrapped in bloodlines.

Outside these corpses there is still the will of God, and the authority of God does not allow them to be violated by mortals.

If not to corrode with the blood of their same origin. As soon as they get closer, their will is in danger of being shattered by the will of the gods and they will become one of the lost.

The blood lines outside this body had almost corroded the light shield that existed outside the iron corpse.

"Come in and have a look!" The Commander saw that the corpse was still intact, as if it had just been opened.

The gods inside only take treasures, but the remaining divine blood, although it is of little use to the righteous monks, they will not let it go.

This huge corpse is unimaginably large, and although there are traces of a fight at this moment, it is very likely that the treasure still exists in it.

In an instant, these demonic monks rushed into the open gap like flies that smelled a foul smell.

Phew!

Before they could go too deep, they only entered the position of the giant's body dantian, and there was a sound of fighting inside.

"Master, don't you remember the white clothes!"

There seemed to be a crying female voice coming out of it.

"Senior Sister in White, your master has lost her mind, she is our enemy, hurry up!" Jian San's anxious voice came.

It was a certain thing, so they rushed straight in.

There is a jade tripod in this divine dantian.

Although it has lost its luster at this moment, the treasure in the corpse of the god must be a treasure above the immortal weapon.

And there is a pile of blood in this jade tripod, which seems to be the blood of this dead god. They deduced that the treasure seemed to be the cause of the god's fall.

The unknown immortal smashed the god's dantian with this jade tripod and fell the god, but this jade tripod seemed to have been corroded because of this blood and lost its brilliance.

Although they didn't have the certainty of repairing this jade tripod, the material of this jade tripod could create a new immortal weapon.

The harvest of this jade tripod is enough to make the trip worthwhile, but when Jian Sanji and the two were happy, they suddenly killed the lost from the outside!

This lost person is none other than the former master of the white clothes!

In the last hundred years, the white-clothed master disappeared in the space of the gods, and an accident happened.

But at this moment, when Bai Yi saw it with his own eyes, he finally knew that his master had lost his mind.

Although Master Vajra followed Jian San and them, he was most happy if something happened to the White Lotus Nunnery. At this moment, instead of making a move, he fanned the flames and ridiculed on the sidelines.

Needless to say, the strength of the master in white clothes is needless to say, at this moment, Bai Yi does not dare to make a move against his master, but her master is a killer move.

Jian San was a little overwhelmed, and asked for help from Bai Yi, trying to "wake up" Bai Yi. Let her understand that the person in front of her is no longer her master.

"Senior Bai Yunqing, I have admired King Kong for a long time, but unfortunately now Senior Bai Yunqing no longer recognizes me. Master Vajra on the side folded his hands together with a look of regret.

"You old bald donkey, what are you doing here!" Jian San was now embarrassed by the white-clothed master Bai Yunqing, and now the King Kong mage was sneering on the side, and Jian San jumped to his feet angrily, and couldn't help but burst out foul language.

"Hehe, the third donor of the sword is a member of the immortal family, how can he speak ill of him. When the Vajra mage saw the appearance of Jian Sanqi's jumping feet, the smile on his face was even more victorious.

It seems that the field that was lost from the hands of the white clothes just now has been recovered.

"You thief bald donkey, master, I am just like my temperament, it is better for you Golden Buddha Temple to repair turtle shells one by one, hide in turtle shells, I feel that I have to change the name to Golden Turtle Temple!" Jian San retreated while leading Bai Yunqing to the location where the King Kong Master was.

Although Bai Yi's cultivation is extremely high, she doesn't want to hurt Bai Yunqing, she looks a little timid, flying up and down there, Jian San's life is in danger, so she can resist, but she stops at the point, for fear of hurting her master.

Bai Yunqing held a whisk in his hand, and waved it out with white lotus flowers.

Towards Jian San and the white cloth around the body.

This white lotus flower looked harmless to humans and animals, but when it collided with Jian San's spirit sword, a powerful wave of qi erupted in the air.

The persecuted Jian San and Bai Yi retreated again and again.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless!" the Vajra mage knew Jian San's intentions, and a ruthless color appeared on his face.

The palms that were put together suddenly stretched forward, and four golden giant characters struck towards Bai Yunqing.

These four golden words are issued. Bai Yunqing, who was originally out of mind, also showed a look of jealousy in his eyes.

It seems that he remembers the power of these four words in his memory.

"The sword gives birth to white lotus!" The white cloud clear figure suddenly stepped back, his wrist shook slightly, and the dusty filaments were like a sharp long sword, drawing white lotus flowers in the air.

Rushing towards the four big golden characters.

Bang bang......

The lotus flower and the four characters collided in the air, and a thumping explosion erupted.

Although this Bai Yunqing has lost his mind, his fighting instinct still exists, and he knows that the four golden handprints are the housekeeping skills of the Golden Buddha Temple, and his body retreats.

Use a sword to give birth to the white lotus supernatural power to fight.

The white lotus is endless, although the seal of the four characters is extremely strong, but under the offset of this white lotus, it is still castrated and weakened.

In the blink of an eye, it dissolved.

"Not good!" Bai Yi knew that this Vajra mage's four-character handprint was definitely more than so powerful, and it must have a back hand.

Suddenly, his figure rushed out, trying to block between Bai Yunqing and Master Vajra.

"White-clothed Bodhisattva, your master has lost his mind, fallen into the devil's path, and was abandoned by the Western Heavens, we should do the way for the heavens, you must not be obsessed!" The Vajra Master knew the intention of the white cloth, and suddenly broke out.

The figure was also reversed, staggering the white clothes and appearing behind the white clothes.

That Bai Yunqing saw Bai Yi blocking in front of him at this moment, and he didn't pay attention to Bai Yi's sadness at the moment, but showed a trace of ruthlessness on his face.

"Dead intruder!"

A low roar came out of Bai Yunqing's mouth, which seemed to be not a human voice, but a beast.

The dust in his hand waved towards the white clothes.

Bright white lines, exuding white gas, with an extremely sharp aura, shot towards the white clothes.

"Master, do you really not remember me anymore?" two lines of crystal tears flowed from the corners of Bai Yi's eyes, and his face showed an extremely sad expression.

The cultivation of Buddha in Baiyian does not suppress nature, but pays attention to doing it according to one's will, and there is Buddha in one's heart, rather than the Buddha in the mouth of the Golden Buddha Temple all the time on the lips, but there are very few people who really understand Buddhism.