Greed, hatred, and ignorance, according to Buddhism, are the three poisons of people, or the three dirts.

That is, the three evil roots of man.

Greed, anger, loss.

Could it be that it is a certain Buddha who sets up this kind of test or mechanism?

Could it be that this is the suppression of the treasure of Buddhism?

Zhao Junyu touched his nose and thought in his heart.

However, there is no feeling of the Buddha's aura here.

Since there is a strong and terrifying ferocity and filth here, it is impossible for the Buddha to exist, unless this ferocious, filthy breath is polluted even by the Buddha treasure.

Moreover, for greed and hatred, not only the Buddha Dao, but also many of the other three thousand avenues have similar interpretations, so this cannot be determined.

However, there is one thing that can be determined, the person who sets up these tests or mechanisms is at least the true immortal and true Buddha level in the immortal realm.

Guy Zhao Junyu is an Immortal Emperor, although he died in battle in his previous life, the remnant soul broke through countless planes and came to the earth.

There are a lot of defects in soul power and state of mind, but they are not comparable to the monks in the immortal cultivation world.

It can just cause him to be lost for a moment, which can also be said to be extraordinary.

The monks of the immortal cultivation realm can't do it, even if it's the peak of the late Mahayana stage or the scattered immortals, only the true immortals of the immortal realm can do this.

Zhao Junyu continued to fly towards the dark light, I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many miles I walked.

The dark light is finally getting closer and closer.

The sharpness of that sword intent was getting closer and closer, and in the end, there seemed to be a sharp sword cutting head-on in the air.

Rao is Zhao Junyu's physical strength is against the sky, and he actually feels quite painful.

At the same time, the mana was suppressed more and more powerful, and in the end, the true yuan was suppressed and could only be mentioned by two percent.

Zhao Junyu can only run with the strength of his body.

Suddenly, Huo Ran was cheerful in front of him, although it was still dark, but his vision had been greatly broadened before.

I saw a huge city in front of me on the damp and soft dark plain.

The city is made of huge special stones, and the area is now seen from Zhao Junyu's field of vision, which is almost hundreds of miles in radius.

The city looks quaint and even dilapidated.

Most of the city walls collapsed.

It seems that there have been no human beings for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Zhao Junyu looked at this huge city, and his heart was a little shocked.

Obviously, this is supposed to be a city built by ancient monks, and there are still traces of formation patterns on the mottled city walls.

Moreover, the city wall is full of traces of swords and axes, presumably here in those years, there must have been a tragic battle.

The strange dark light flickered in the center of the city, disappearing and reappearing.

That supreme sword intent also emanated from the center of the city.

Suddenly, Zhao Junyu felt that the Heaven Slashing Demon Knife in his spatial ring suddenly became uneasy.

It seems that he has encountered a fateful old enemy, anger, fear, and war intent have been transmitted to Zhao Junyu's consciousness through the space ring.

Although the Sky Slashing Demon Knife had been broken in the previous battle, it had not been repaired with suitable materials.

But the machine spirit is still there, but it is sleeping.

And this sword intent actually awakened the magic knife spirit sleeping in the space ring, which can be said to be incredible.

Or is it that the two are also quite related?

"What do you think, great god?"

Zhao Junyu quietly communicated with Xuan Huangding, who did not bird him, and actually fell into a deep sleep.

Every time I want to use you, I drop the chain, Zhao Junyu scolded secretly.

Now that it has come, there is no reason to retreat.

Zhao Junyu was on guard and walked into the huge city.

"Hiss" He gasped, only to see that the city was scattered with many collapsed and damaged super soldiers and fragments of large spirit tools.

Although most of the buildings in the city have basically collapsed, the ground has been damaged.

But from the layout, you can see the grandeur and prosperity of those years.

The scale is at least much larger than that of Forgotten Worries.

The final great war more than 100,000 years ago completely destroyed the civilization of this giant city.

However, it is unbelievable how the city is confined to the ground of more than a dozen bowls.

Moreover, although the city is full of traces of tragic battles, there is not a single skeleton of a living being, revealing strangeness everywhere.

Gusts of yin wind blew, and it seemed to be the whimpering of countless ghosts, and in this hundreds of thousands of miles of underground, it was even more eerie.

"Who?"

Although Zhao Junyu's divine sense was suppressed to ten zhang, his senses were still sensitive.

Suddenly turned around and shouted at the corner of the street.

"Haha, boy, it's really heaven that you don't go, and hell has no way. ”

"I can meet you in this kind of place, you say, the emperor doesn't cramp and peel you, study it carefully, how can you be worthy of this fate. ”

From the shadow of the street corner, a middle-aged man in a black robe slowly walked out.

"Is that you, Michichi Hime?"

Zhao Junyu was stunned, but he was not surprised.

The Lord of the Holy Palace has coveted the opportunity in this Great Rift Valley for a long time.

This time, the underground aura fluctuated frequently, and he definitely wouldn't let it go.

Obviously, this person also has soul treasures that can avoid the fierce and filthy miasma, as well as high-grade soul treasures, so that he can avoid all kinds of crises before and come to the dungeon.

"It's the Emperor. Ji Dao took off the hats from his black robe one by one, revealing a greedy face.

"Boy, you surprised me very much, you can survive such a terrifying ferocious and filthy atmosphere, as well as the danger of greed and hatred. ”

"There must be a great secret or a supreme treasure in you. ”

"However, from today onwards, this opportunity is the emperor's!"

Ji Daoyi laughed, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Zhao Junyu with his five fingers like a hook.

However, with a bang, the strength was four volumes.

Both of them were in shape.

Ji Daoyi's wrist trembled slightly, and his face was shocked to the extreme.

"I think you forgot one thing, how many percent of your true yuan can you have?" Zhao Junyu slowly withdrew his fist, looked at Ji Daoyi with a smile and said.

As soon as Ji Dao heard this, his face changed greatly!

Not long after he arrived, although he felt that Zhenyuan was being suppressed badly, he didn't pay much attention to it.

When he met Zhao Junyu, he grabbed it without thinking about it.

Of course, if it was an ordinary distraction late-stage cultivator, when the true elements of both sides were almost suppressed, he could still easily capture the other party.

But Ji Daoyi suddenly remembered that this kid was an ancient body cultivator, and it was precisely for this reason that he wanted this kid in the first place.

"Take a punch from Lao Tzu!"

Zhao Junyu's arms suddenly swelled several times, and the two copper hammer-like giant fists glowed with cold metallic brilliance.

Boom!, with the sound of metal breaking through the air, he smashed down on Ji Dao with his head covered in the face!

You don't need true element, and you don't need mana!

It is the strength of the flesh!

Boom, boom!

Between the lightning and flint, the two have already exchanged more than a dozen moves.

This...... , Ji Daoyi's hands trembled with pain, and his heart was shocked.

Although his true yuan was suppressed by eighty or ninety percent, the physical strength in the middle of the tribulation was far from being comparable to the late stage of ordinary distraction.

However, the physical strength of this son is so terrifying, he actually pressed him to beat!

Hmph! Zhao Junyu sneered, rubbed his body and bullied him again.

His huge fist like a hammer was like a machine cannon, and he didn't need to charge up at all without pause, and he slammed it according to Ji Daoyi.

Boom, boom!

After another dozen rounds, Ji Daoyi finally couldn't support it a little and his body flew back!

His arms trembled in pain, and his face showed a deep sense of horror!

(End of chapter)