As soon as one man and one dragon entered, they felt the strangeness from the sacred mountain.

The whole person seemed to be in a steamer, and the heat was unbearable.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared, crackling and falling to the ground.

He Xiaotian is okay to say, the resistance of the five elements is extremely high. What's more, he is an expert in playing with fire, so he naturally doesn't care.

It's a pity that the dragon suffers, no matter how it is said, it is a water creature.

The mountain that hates the heat the most, like a steamer, is a torment for every minute and every second.

"Whew"

A majestic wind blew, and the dragon immediately began to tremble, and the two dragon's eyes were wide open with angry eyes and big mouths.

It was as if he was suffering some kind of torture, and the pain was unbearable.

"Roar!"

And just as it couldn't help but roar, a sharp pain hit its tongue.

He almost knocked him unconscious and fell to the ground.

"How ......"

He Xiaotian was concerned about asking, but he felt that his tongue seemed to be vigorously pulled out with pliers.

That kind of pain is simply not something that people can bear.

Thanks to his cultivation of the "Dharma Twelve Levels Golden Bell Jar - The First Level", relying on the attributes of pain -60% and injury -15%, he felt unbearable, which shows how painful the dragon under the seat should be.

The wind is also wrong, like a myriad of small sharp blades, and after caressing, it is like a torture of a thousand knives. What the hell is this place? It's weird. He Xiaotian felt that he could make eye contact with Jiaolong as much as possible, although he could withstand the pain of pulling out his tongue. But if you can avoid it, why suffer that sin?

Jiaolong's huge head looked back, and his two big eyes looked at his master with watery eyes.

As if to say, big guy, will you let me out?

He Xiaotian smiled back at this.

"Hiss"

The dragon shuddered, a smile it had seen countless times in the small pond.

Each time it suffered a critical blow, it was beaten with blood all over its face, and it was in a coma for several days.

So, Jiaolong decisively turned his head away, not daring to continue to use eye contact.

It would rather be tortured than have a fist-with him.

The punishment gritted his teeth, and he could still survive it.

But the fist thing, if you use too much force, you have to sleep forever.

He Xiaotian looked at the dragon who was flying hard and nodded proudly.

The results of the recent training are remarkable.

Didn't you see the wild and untamable dragon, let him smile and calm it?

In fact, He Xiaotian was still waiting for the harvest to be transported out as a coolie.

How much of a scenery to fight and kill?

He is one of the five good young people in the new century, so it is not so bloody!

If it was more profitable to kill enemies and gain experience points than selling them to scavengers, he probably wouldn't think so.

To put it bluntly, it's all about interests.

A man and a dragon flying in the air are not so sinful.

What is really miserable is the people who walk into the sacred mountain.

Soon after the first team entered the mountain, it was basically cold.

After entering, every step under his feet seemed to be stepping into a knife pit where countless divine blades had been erected.

Every step you take, you have to endure the punishment of piercing.

The point is that there is no physical injury at all, but the pain is really unbearable.

Whatever method is used, they ignore and inflict torture on them.

If you want to move forward, you can only grit your teeth and stiffen up.

When the breeze blows, thousands of knives and torture come to the body, which makes people cry for their fathers and mothers.

When he wanted to turn away, he accidentally touched the trunk of a large gray tree.

Immediately after that, the whole person roared, and it burned violently into a human-shaped torch.

The team of dozens of people only walked out of a hundred meters, and they almost died.

The humanoid torch was not reconciled, and when he saw a pool of water not far away, he quickly jumped over.

As a result, everyone saw an unforgettable scene.

When the flames touched the pool water, the entire torch soared more than ten meters high.

Then a puddle of ashes fell to the ground.

The rest of the people who were alive suddenly collapsed when they saw this.

This special damn is called Sacred Mountain?

Hell is nothing more than that!

They turned back the way they came, but unfortunately the periphery had already been surrounded by blood mist.

After the surviving few people rushed in, they didn't even snort, and they decomposed straightforwardly, turning into particles and merging into the blood-colored mist.

It seems that after absorbing a few Netherworld cultivators, the color of the mist has become more and more intense.

The people and horses who had not yet entered the foot of the mountain hesitated slightly after seeing the fog.

But thinking of the legends of the sacred mountain in the secluded world, they gritted their teeth and left!

Strange things happened, when they were still a meter away from the blood mist.

The mist actively dispersed, making way for those who were about to enter the sacred mountain, making way for a road to heaven.

When they get in, they merge on their own.

You can only get in, not out!

As soon as the team entered the mountain, they found a dead body a hundred meters away.

All of them looked painful, but there were no scars on their bodies.

"Damn ......it," one of them cursed, and as soon as the two words came out of his mouth, there was a sharp pain in his tongue that could not be used by everyone. Ahh

The howl was accompanied by more intense pain.

Then he died of pain under the gaze of his companions.

The faces of the group of people turned pale, and they didn't even dare to swallow and spit.

Some people who are timid and not very strong turn around and want to leave.

I thought that the blood mist would disperse again, making way for a way out.

But he never expected that when he was one meter away from the fog, these things took the initiative to pounce.

Yu Dingding stood in place, in the eyes of the crowd who didn't dare to move, he was instantly decomposed into nourishment.

There is no way back.

The only way to climb the mountain is to bite the bullet and climb the mountain!!

He Xiaotian controls the dragon, has the world of flying, and their speed is very fast.

In just a few moments, we were already on the mountainside.

It is a patch of white, different from the gray of the foothills.

The high-temperature steaming takes it to the next level, as if you are in a pot of oil, and you have to endure the pain of boiling with strong oil all the time.

Jiaolong felt that the meat on his body was about to be cooked, but He Xiaotian still did not change his face.

"The Twelve Levels of Bodhidharma Golden Bell Jar - The First Level" helped him too much.

Pain -60%, but not a show.

No wonder they all say that Bodhidharma is inviolable, and people don't care about this pain at all.

The insect king on the other side, compared to the first two destroyed teams, shuttled through the mountains and forests very calmly.

The hallmark of the pinnacle of the Nine Grades is to energize the whole body.

Unlike elementalization, it cannot be maintained all the time. Not only can it be maintained at any time, but it is also a special system that brings no weakness to the whole body.

Even if someone penetrates the head and heart, it will still be fine, and the strength will not be damaged.

At critical moments, it can even actively detonate its energetic body to burst out with attack power that transcends boundaries.

Of course, no one wants to play like this unless it is absolutely necessary.

Generally, the peak of the nine grades will not be stumbling with opponents of the same level.

This class of people is extremely peaceful with each other, and there is little killing.

After all, if you play with your life, it is equivalent to years of penance and ruin, and no one wants to do this.

So these winds and high temperatures that are like torture, for the insect king, the insect king, the fourth-order transcendent who breaks the boundaries of the head, limbs, and torso, is just pediatrics.

For the sacred mountain, Daming City has not very detailed information.

It's not detailed, but for the whole mountain, they know very little, and it's not very clear.

The details are for some people who don't know anything about the world, Daming City knows a lot.

Moreover, the city lords who belong to the forces of Daming City, the main material for them to shape their immortal bodies is an ancient corpse excavated from the sacred mountain.

Every time the insect king remembered what he had done to the corpse of a person who devoured the flesh of an ancient corpse and could not die or die, he felt a surge in his abdomen.

Don't look at him as a bug, he sounds more disgusting than anyone else.

Actually, he is a cleanliness addict.

On this trip to the Sacred Mountain, he asked the King of Ming for two treasures, both of which were excavated by Daming City on his body.

One of them is the forbidden hoop, which can be big or small.

After wearing it, it can bind all the strength of a person.

Looking through ancient books, it seems that this thing is an anomalous item used by some powerful person to restrain the mount.

It is said to be the product of a large sect and was once mass-produced.

Imprisoned a large number of powerful demons and became their crotch mounts.

The other is the Demon Slaying Chain.

It's full of confusing symbols.

King Ming taught him the mantra to bind a man or a beast and read: "! At the end of the bowl, it is adjacent to Tuoning, and it is a sampa. ”

The chains will unleash flashing thunderbolts that penetrate into the flesh and even bones of the bound and torment them.

No matter how strong you are, you have to bow your head obediently and be a dog.

The insect king touched the two aura items pinned to his waist, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Damn the living world, you wait for Lao Tzu.

I must keep you like a dog, torment you and whip you all day long.

Arriving at the mountainside, the insect king is not upward.

Because the area on the top of the mountain is pitch black.

It was as if something terrible was brewing.

According to the records of Daming City, after entering the black area, it is like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and there is no trace.

For revenge, there is only a detour.

And if you want to travel between the secluded world and the present world, you must make a partial detour in the black area near the top of the mountain.

Elsewhere, not at all.

On the other side, the dragon under the black area of the flying knife refused to continue.

Even if He Xiaotian waved his huge fist, it would not obey.

There is a big one, Lao Tzu's posture of accepting fate.

Forget it. ’

Although he was a little angry, he didn't force Jiaolong.

This thing is much more powerful than BMW, how can you be willing to kill it easily?

He Xiaotian decided to take a detour.

Anyway, I didn't come to explore and hunt for treasures, so I just went straight to the secluded world and then blocked people.

Come one and beat one, come two and beat a pair.

After a while, they came to a rippling land.

As long as you pass through, you can reach the present world or the netherworld.

And He Xiaotian looked through the ripples, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

On the other side, the insect king who was about to pass through also felt the centipede breath cultivated by vomiting blood.

In an instant, love is met around the corner, but that's it.