In the golden sea, a nine-zhang tall Buddha stands on the surface of the sea, exuding a dazzling golden light.

And in front of it was an old monk with a hideous face, like an angry King Kong.

On the opposite side was a middle-aged monk dressed in sackcloth with a sword in his hand.

These two people are Jinshan Temple's emptiness and the killing god Meng Qianjun.

After making the grand wish of "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell", he became more and more ruthless.

I saw that the big Buddha behind the empty body made a "swastika" seal, with a square circle of nine zhang, dripping and turning, and fell towards the top of Meng Qianjun's head.

This is the Fu Magic Seal, the top Dharma Seal of Buddhism, and it is extremely powerful.

For a moment, Meng Qianjun felt tremendous pressure. The monstrous coercion fell on his body, and he couldn't help but bend down.

Meng Qianjun gritted his teeth to resist the "swastika" calligraphy, his face was distorted, and he became more and more hideous.

"Ahh......h

Gritting his teeth and roaring, he inspired all the cultivators to resist the coercion above his head with the killing sword intent together.

Like a giant, he lifted his hands and slowly straightened up.

"Stubborn resistance. ”

drank low and played a magic seal again.

The double printing is superimposed, and the pressure rises sharply. Meng Qianjun couldn't help but kneel on one knee and lay down.

"You forced me, roar ......"

Meng Qianjun roared fiercely, and a red killing intent suddenly rose from his body.

The blazing killing intent was blood-red, staining the sky red.

"Soul burning, you're crazy!"

The moment he saw the red killing intent, his face changed drastically, and he let out a roar of disbelief.

With the soul burning, the monk burns the soul, stimulates the potential, and integrates into the artistic conception of his own comprehension, which can greatly improve his strength.

However, the price of burning with the soul is very large, and once it is burned, it will take three years of cultivation, and during this period, the strength will become weak.

Burning three percent, there is a chance of amnesia, and the strength plummets.

Burning ninety percent means that the monk has reached the end of the road and is about to fall.

At this time, Meng Qianjun was oppressed by the empty "swastika" character seal, and directly burned nearly forty percent of his soul, and his strength skyrocketed.

I saw Meng Qianjun's eyes blood-red, and his whole body exuded a monstrous red light.

"Wow"

Meng Qianjun got up, as if the sky had been overturned, and there was an explosion.

Likong hurriedly typed the "swastika" calligraphy seal again, hoping to suppress Meng Qianjun. But at this time, Meng Qianjun was burning with his soul and his strength doubled.

The three superimposed "swastika" character seals could not suppress Meng Qianjun.

Meng Qianjun slashed at the magic seal above his head with a sword, and in an instant, the "swastika" character seal shattered, turning into a little starlight and disappearing.

Meng Qianjun was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the empty body and slashed it with a sword.

The air reacted very quickly, clasped his hands together, and clamped the blade of the sword the moment the tip of the sword reached the top of his head.

However, the monstrous killing intent is not so easy to resist.

Dawn was invaded by killing intent, and his face gradually changed. I saw that Kong's expression slowly became hideous, and his eyes gradually began to redden.

Obviously, the empty Dao heart is not so powerful, and it can't completely resist the killing sword intent.

At this time, Meng Qianjun also changed, I saw Meng Qianjun burning his soul, and with the passage of time, the hair on his temples gradually turned white and hung down on both sides.

"Ah...... Crazy, crazy, Meng Qianjun, you are a complete madman. ”

He completely lost the demeanor of a master, and could no longer keep smiling at the faces of all beings.

Pushing away Meng Qianjun's long sword with both hands, he retreated in the air, pointing at Meng Qianjun and scolding.

Meng Qianjun ignored it, and slashed down with a sword and a sword carrying a killing sword intent into the air.

The sword light was like rain, forcing the air to parry.

At this moment, Chaofan, who took the second step, retreated one after another, and did not dare to fight hard with Meng Qianjun, who burned his soul.

"Maniac, Maniac......"

Likong finally knew why Meng Qianjun called it a killing god. In the face of a person who doesn't even care about his own life, just to kill the enemy, what is it if he doesn't kill a god?

Meng Qianjun's black hair had all turned white, and it was casually draped behind his head.

However, Meng Qianjun didn't stop, and he didn't stop burning his soul either, and slashed into the air with a numb sword.

Meng Tu, who was 10,000 meters away, looked back and could vaguely see the red killing intent permeating, reflecting the entire half of the sky.

"Boy, do you see that red killing intent?"

Jian Qi's tone was solemn.

"Well, isn't the killing intent black?"

Meng Tu was puzzled, every time he saw Meng Qianjun stimulate the killing intent, it was pitch black, and the red killing intent had really not been seen.

"That's soul burning, burning souls in exchange for a short-term strength boost, and the price is very high.

Once the soul is completely burned out, it means that life has come to an end, and the gods are difficult to save. ”

Jian Qi's explanation made Meng Tu's face change, he never expected that Meng Qianjun would be so crazy and use such an extreme method in exchange for strength.

"Maniac, Maniac......"

Likong could already feel that every time he collided with Meng Qianjun, there would be killing intent eroding his mind, and even the big Buddha behind him was eroded by killing intent with Kong, unable to maintain it, and disappeared. At this moment, there was already a retreat in the empty heart.

The moment he made his decision, he withdrew directly, stabilized his mind, and pointed at Meng Qianjun and said.

"Madman, you burn your soul, and the old man will see if you are still alive. ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and headed towards the depths of the golden ocean.

The war stopped.

Meng Qianjun stopped burning his soul, and he felt that his head was swollen and painful. I couldn't help but hold my head in my hands and squatted in the sea with a distorted expression.

Meng Tu saw that the battle was over, and hurried towards where Meng Qianjun was.

When he came to Meng Qianjun's side, he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw Meng Qianjun with white hair, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Senior Meng, how are you?"

Meng Qianjun raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, and his expression was distorted, startling Meng Tu.

Then, Meng Qianjun began to hug his head and cry, crying and crying and began to laugh again.

The cycle went on for a moment before it gradually stopped.

Meng Tu stroked Meng Qianjun's white hair, and his eyes were red.

"How's it going? ”

Meng Qianjun slowly raised his head, his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself: "Who am I?who am I?......

"Hey, boy, this guy has been burning his soul for too long and has lost his memory. Jian Qi sensed Meng Qianjun's state and sighed.

"Amnesia?"

Meng Tu was stunned.

"Yes, he burned at least nearly fifty percent of his soul, and it was good that he didn't fall asleep. Kenqi replied.

"So what now?"

Meng Tu was dumbfounded. He is a spiritual period, how to awaken the monks of the transcendent period.

"What else can I do, if you don't want to leave him, take him, if you don't care about him, just let him fend for himself. ”

After saying that, Jian Qi fell silent.

Meng Tu looked at Meng Qianjun who was muttering "Who am I", and sighed.

"Senior Meng, come with me, I will take good care of you. ”

Meng Qianjun looked up at Meng Tu and said fiercely, "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

"Senior Meng, I'm Meng Tu, you don't know me anymore?"

Meng Tu looked at Meng Qianjun and said.

"Haha, do you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, I am the only one left in my Meng family, woo, I am the only one left......"

As she spoke, Meng Qianjun cried like a child.

Meng Tu stroked Meng Qianjun's white hair and sighed. Killing God in a dignified manner, at this time, is like a child, with amnesia, and what he will never forget is his family feud.

"Ah......h

Meng Tu only felt extremely uncomfortable, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and yell.

"Come with me. ”

After speaking, he scooped up Meng Qianjun and put it on his back, and walked towards the depths of the golden ocean step by step.

"Senior Meng, I will definitely find a way to restore your soul and heal your injuries. ”

Meng Qianjun seemed to be tired at this time, and had fallen asleep, with tears on his face.

"Jian Qi, is there any way to restore the soul?"

As he walked, Meng Tu asked Jian Qi.

"Soul Nourishing Flower and Soul Shaping Grass can heal this guy's soul wounds, but these two things are very rare. ”

"Don't forget what kind of place this is, I'm sure there will definitely be a treasure that heals souls. ”

After Meng Tu finished speaking, he quickened his pace and headed towards the depths of the ocean.

......

In the depths of the golden ocean, there is a whirlpool, and this is the passage through the golden ocean to the depths of the Candle Dragon Palace.

In the Candle Dragon Palace, there are many secret realms.

The secret realm is equivalent to a small world, but the area is not as large as the outside world, but it is not small.

And in these secret realms of the Candle Dragon Palace, there are many treasures.

For example, the golden ocean where Meng Tu is located has the treasure of the law fish.

There are many similar secret realms, and all the monks who come to the Candle Dragon Hall are randomly assigned to each secret realm.

During this period, there was a great battle between the monks for treasures, and many monks fell.

Meng Tu came to the whirlpool, looked around for a while, and then jumped into the whirlpool.

And when Meng Tu opened his eyes again, he had already come to a lush forest, and faintly, Meng Tu could still hear the collision of weapons and the roar of monks.

"Hand over the ground level exercises. ”

Listening carefully, it is like hearing the words "ground level exercises".

Meng Tu paced forward with Meng Qianjun on his back, and not far away, Meng Tu saw that there were nine monks fighting in the distance.

Among them, eight monks were confronted by a man in black with a gun.

"Zhao Xueshan, hand over the exercises, otherwise don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings. ”

Among the eight monks, a monk with a nine-section whip in his hand and a huge beauty mole on his brow said with a sinister smile.

And the man in black, that is, Zhao Xueshan, waved his spear and said with an angry expression.

"Zhu Xi, you are a villain, you treat me as a brother in vain, and you can't think of betraying me. ”

"Brother, hmph, is there anyone like you brother? ”

Zhu Xi waved a nine-section whip and hit the ground with a "crackling" sound.

"The exercises are mine, why should I share them with you?"

Zhao Xueshan pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

"Brother Zhu, don't say so much, kill Zhao Xueshan, and the exercises will naturally come into our hands. ”

The monk on the side patted Zhu Xi's shoulder, and looked at Zhao Xueshan's eyes full of banter.

"Hey, Zhao Xueshan, don't blame me. ”

Zhu Xi nodded, sighed, waved a nine-section whip, and went straight to Zhao Xueshan, without mercy.

"Hehe, Brother Li, are they really brothers? I think Zhu Xi is very ruthless!"

A monk with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks teased.

"It's really good brothers who grew up together, I heard that they have been dependent on each other since they were children, but in front of the earth-level exercises, no matter how good the brothers are, they will turn against each other. ”

Speaking of the "Ground Level Exercises," the eyes of the monk known as Brother Li lit up and were extremely hot.

Ground-level exercises, not to mention will also allow monks to cultivate to the Tongxuan period. Moreover, it will also have incredibly powerful strength, but not everyone can cultivate the ground-level exercises.

"Brother Li, do you want to give them to ...... When the time comes, we brothers will practice the ground-level exercises together. ”

As he spoke, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk made a motion to wipe his neck.

"That's not good, Brother Zhu said that he would share the earth-level exercises with us. ”

Brother Li said with an embarrassed face.

"Brother Li, Zhu Xi is a cultivator in the middle of the cupola, our brothers are only in the early stage, if Zhu Xi doesn't give it, what should we do?"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk looked at Zhu Xidao, who was fighting with Zhao Xueshan.

"Why don't you take advantage of the fact that the two of them are unprepared, and when they both lose, they will quickly cut through the chaos. ”

"That's what the other brothers mean, too?"

Brother Li looked at the other six. The six nodded in unison. This also made Brother Li make a decision, gritting his teeth.

"Okay, just do as you say. ”

Meng Tu heard it clearly on the side, that Brother Zhu was worthy of being a pig brother, luring the wolf into the room, and in the end, he had to take his own life.

Shaking his head, Meng Tu decided not to care, it was none of his business, why bother wading into this troubled water, he still had to find the treasure to treat his soul injuries.