Since the first battle on the Loess Plateau, more than two months have passed, more than two months ago, the two supreme powerhouses fell one after another, resulting in a turbulence in the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the endless prairie, Zhang Daoyi felt that his soul was integrated with this boundless green space, and in a trance he sensed that the dragon vein of the earth rose from the Kunlun Mountain in the distance, which is the source of the dragon vein in China.

"The land of Kunlun!" Zhang Daoyi looked at the mountains that connected the sky and the earth in the distance, like a dragon crawling on the ground.

Kunlun has always been a holy place in the hearts of Chinese people, and myths and legends have deified Kunlun, but it is undeniable that the land of Kunlun is definitely extraordinary.

"It's not the time yet." Zhang Daoyi retracted his gaze at Kunlun, he didn't have time to go to Kunlun to take a look now, Basda would not die for a day, he was uneasy.

When he was there, Ba Sida may not dare to make any moves, but if one day he is gone, Ba Sida will definitely take revenge on the Zhang family, as long as there is a trace of such a possibility, Zhang Daoyi will cut the grass and eradicate the roots, leaving no trouble.

The Potala Palace is the center of the entire Tibetan land, and countless pilgrims come to worship every year, coupled with the continuous operation of the Tibetan Living Buddha for thousands of years, the Potala Palace has become a blessed place.

If ordinary people live in it, they can live a hundred years without any illness, and even martial arts masters will feel that their thoughts are accessible when they practice martial arts in it.

The Potala Palace is not majestic, but there is a magical magic, which makes people unconsciously give birth to the heart of worship, which is the means arranged by generations of living Buddhas, and ordinary people are easy to be influenced by it if they live here, and become believers.

"What a good idea!" Zhang Daoyi looked at the Potala Palace in front of him and exclaimed, the living Buddha of Tibet uses the Potala Palace to transform believers, no wonder the belief in Tibet has not changed for thousands of years, this is the merit of thousands of generations.

Zhang Daoyi did not enter the Potala Palace, but continued to walk into a snowy mountain, in which the Living Buddha was in his spiritual sense.

The martial arts have reached the point where they are, their qi and blood are like dragons, and the life magnetic field is strong, which is enough to affect a celestial phenomenon, and they can't hide it if they are too close to each other.

"You're finally here!" Ba Sida looked at Zhang Daoyi and breathed a long sigh of relief.

These days, Ba Sida has long known that Zhang Daoyi will come, he is ready to kill himself, he knows that he will not die for a day, Zhang Daoyi is uneasy in his heart.

If he still had the courage to fight with Zhang Daoyi more than two months ago, but now he can't raise the courage to fight when he faces Zhang Daoyi again, he will now close his eyes every day and his heart will appear Zhang Daoyi like a demon god, and one of his Buddha hearts has been broken!

"I just beg you to let these disciples of mine go!" After speaking, Ba Sida bowed down to Zhang Daoyi.

Bastar is already determined to live and die today, and today he has put down his dignity as a master of King Kong for the continuation of the sect.

"Good!" Zhang Daoyi spat out a word.

After Ba Sida heard Zhang Daoyi's promise, he smiled in his mouth, and there was no sound, he sat down.

"Master!"

"Master!"

……

There were sad cries from behind Basda, these were his Buddha's sons and grandsons.

Zhang Daoyi walked out of the Great Snow Mountain and began to head to the main peak of Kunlun.

Ba Sida is completely dead, ashes, and his Buddha sons and grandsons have also laid a seed of fear in the hearts of Zhang Dao, as long as one day can not defeat Zhang Daoyi in his heart, he will not be able to break through King Kong is not bad, and as a master of King Kong is not bad, Ba Sida has been broken by Zhang Daoyi A Buddha heart, not to mention his unsuccessful Buddha sons and grandsons.

In the Kunlun Mountains, Zhang Daoyi sensed the thousands of weather in the mountains with his spirit, only to feel that this Kunlun was really not ordinary.

The dragon qi here is rising, surrounded by dragon veins, and the aura is several times richer than that of the outside world, but unfortunately it is still extremely thin compared to the Tianyuan Realm, like a desert of aura.

The ancient trees here are towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, quiet and far-reaching, and it is a treasure place of seclusion.

Zhang Daoyi let go of his mind and wanted to use this to sense some strange places in Kunlun, Zhang Daoyi guessed that there should be footprints left by qi practitioners in ancient times.

Walking forward step by step, Zhang Daoyi suddenly heard a strange movement in his heart, deflected a little direction, and in front of him was a forest with lush foliage.

The towering trees obscured all the sunlight, and even though it was noon, it was still dark inside, and the roar of beasts echoed through the forest, and it was like a dead place.

Zhang Daoyi moved in the direction from which the abnormal movement came, although it was dark in the forest, Zhang Dao had the ability to see at night early on, as long as it was not really light, it was no different from day to him.

After walking for dozens of minutes, I finally got out of the woods, and the front suddenly opened up.

It was a canyon, there was a pool of spring water in the valley, the slightest edge came from the spring, Zhang Daoyi looked at it and suddenly saw this sword mark on the spring wall, the monstrous sword intent came out of the sword trace, Zhang Daoyi touched the sword mark with his hand, and found that these sword marks were at least thousands of years old.

With the spirit of the sword intent, Zhang Daoyi's spirit seems to have traveled through time and space, and he saw that thousands of years ago, there was a swordsman in a green shirt who practiced swords, washed swords, and realized swords, and lived in seclusion here.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai!" A person's figure appeared in Zhang Daoyi's heart, and that person's sword bloomed like a green lotus, like an immortal descending into the world.

"The sword intent is condensed but not dispersed, immortal for thousands of years, I'm afraid he has already pushed the martial arts cultivation to the great perfection of King Kong!" Zhang Daoyi said solemnly.

"Such an amazing and brilliant person, it's a pity that the dragon swims in shallow water and is trapped in this world, so what can I do!" Zhang Daoyi sighed in his heart, even though the sword intent of this Qinglian Sword Immortal was immortal for thousands of years, and his will was indelible, his physical body could not survive in the world after all, and in the end, he could only sit down.

"My way, King Kong is not bad is just the beginning!" Zhang Daoyi sat cross-legged on the ground and muttered.

In a courtyard in Kyoto, in a quiet room, Lu Chunyang sat cross-legged, terrifying qi and blood boiling in his body, and a powerful vitality spread in his body.

And Lu Chunyang's appearance is also slowly becoming younger, he is rejuvenating, and finally his appearance is finally frozen at the age of twenty.

Opening the door of the quiet room, Lu Chunyang sighed, although the elixir of immortality was powerful, it had never been able to let him break through the cage of King Kong and enter the next stage, as if something important was missing.

"Having a life span of one and a half Jiazi can be regarded as an unexpected joy!" Lu Chunyang looked at his hand like a white jade cast, and muttered to himself.

"I just hate bad luck!" Looking at the stars in the sky, Lu Chunyang thought of the era of gods and demons in ancient times, and infinite yearning rose in his heart.