Su Ming noticed his weaknesses and shortcomings, and there was a burst of thought in his heart at the moment, but in this ruins palace, it was really not a place for meditation and enlightenment, so he could only give up. Along the way, I passed many pavilions and pavilions, Ruiqi neon, Qiongxue jade tree, strange flowers and Yao grass, fairy cloud waves, high-rise purple pavilion, and the Taoist style.

Unconsciously, I entered a courtyard again, and there was a large hall inside, which was simple and vigorous, and it was not the same as other places. Eighteen kinds of weapons such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are painted on the wall, and streams of iron-blooded murderous aura are scattered in all directions. At the entrance of the main hall, there are two gold-armored gods, six feet tall and burly. One holds two hammers, and the other holds a Fang Tian painting halberd, and the form is mighty.

Su Ming could see clearly, the two golden armor god generals, not the slightest breath leaked out, and there was a huge force dormant in their bodies, as if they were sleeping. Once you wake up, I'm afraid it's earth-shattering and powerful. Judging from the situation in the courtyard, I was afraid that someone had been here before, but they were no match for the two golden-armored god generals, and they were forced to retreat.

"What a powerful puppet technique, I don't know who the owner of this palace is, with such great mana?" Su Ming saw that this place was not like the Dao Gate, but had a bit of the aura of a soldier, and his heart moved, and he stepped forward.

As soon as they approached within three zhang, the two golden-armored divine generals woke up immediately as if they were alarmed. The huge power in the body flowed, and as soon as the eyes opened, a three-foot essence shot out, as bright as lightning. With a gesture, it is full of energy, like a tide and an abyss, even the soldiers and generals who were summoned by Wang Chengzong with the blood of the battle gust are not as good as it. The god general on the left, the two sledgehammers are at least a thousand catties, but they seem to be nothing, a hammer and a hammer like Mount Tai pressing down one after another, powerful and continuous. The god general on the right side was Fang Tian's painting halberd shocked, just like a dragon and snake, giving rise to countless crystals, like thousands of white swaying pear blossoms, stabbing straight towards Su Ming.

As soon as these two golden armor gods made a move, a momentum of bloody battle on the battlefield was emanated, and the entire courtyard seemed to have become a battlefield of thousands of miles in an instant, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The murderous aura pervades the sky and shocks the soul.

Su Ming's face showed a solemn expression, and he took two steps in a row, like a galloping horse, stepping on it in a row, and the ground shook for a while. The hands shook at first, like fists like palms, constantly changing, unpredictable. Then it pierced out like lightning, and thousands of fist shadows and palm shadows closed in one place. True Qi comes out of the body, condenses outside the arms, and turns into a layer of body protection true strength. The index and middle fingers are pinched together, and the fingers are used as guns, and they are stabbed out!

This stab is like a dragon going out to sea, accompanied by a thunderclap that resounded in the sky, tearing through the void. Although it was only a flash, it showed great destructive power.

This style of using people as horses and fingers as guns is also the skill of life and death fighting on the battlefield! The blow is both out and full of evil. When the murderous aura overflowed, an empty and clear killing intent also spread. That power is a little more powerful than the two golden armor gods in the future.

Bang bang! Su Ming used his finger as a spear, unleashed the big spear technique that crisscrossed the battlefield, and fought with the two golden armor gods. However, with his cultivation realm, he has real strength to protect his body, and the power and sharpness of his finger palm are no worse than that of a real big gun. The guns of others are one, the hearts and hands are one, and under the full attention, the enemy and the enemy are forgotten, and the six relatives do not recognize.

In ancient times, the fierce generals of the world rushed into the camp and were not afraid of many people. A spear danced, like a giant python entangled in a tree, front and back, left and right, protecting people and horses, advancing and retreating hard, vertical and horizontal. The head of the gun is everywhere, and if it is touched, it will die, and if it is touched, it will die. It is in this state of selflessness that we can be fearless of life and death.

In this battle, the dragon fights the tiger, and it is the chess opponent who will meet the good material. Su Ming turned all the martial arts he learned into a big spear technique and unfolded it, either fist or palm, or finger or claw, which was ever-changing and difficult to measure. The only thing that remains unchanged is the strength of the gun, the momentum of the gun, and the intent of the gun revealed in the move. Martial arts killing, you have to see blood when you shoot. Once the power is fully unfolded, it will immediately be like the Yangtze River, endless, and the power will also rise. When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it's much more ferocious than most of the supernatural methods in the world. Su Ming's move instantly became a strong wind and energy, stirring in all directions, and the violence was extremely violent.

But these two golden armor gods are also really powerful, the sledgehammer is like a mountain, and Su Ming collides again and again, and the huge power surges, not weak. The golden halberd is like a dragon, and between the ten thousand points of golden light, it is shrouded like a storm.

"Good!" After a battle, there was no winner or loser, Su Ming only felt comfortable and energetic. The energy and true qi seem to be endless, and between the surges, every punch and kick is incomparably powerful.

Since coming to this world, Su Ming has not really competed with people in martial arts cultivation. It is often the magic spell that is used when they meet, and the fight is not so pleasant. Now that he has encountered two golden armor god generals, he can withstand his strength and true qi after rebelling against his innate nature. The big battle is indescribably happy and hearty.

Unconsciously, between Su Ming and the two golden armor gods, there were already hundreds of moves. The golden light collided again and again, and the momentum was huge. But as soon as you reach the edge of the courtyard, it is as if you have encountered an invisible prohibition, and it disappears into invisibility.

Su Ming knew that with ordinary fists and feet, he was afraid that it would be difficult to defeat the Golden Armor Divine General. At that moment, the ten fingers fell into the abdomen, and the handprints changed again and again. The ten fingers rotate like flowers blooming and falling, accompanied by an unhindered and flawless Tai Chi round image, a Xuanwu vision condenses, as if rising between the clouds, exuding a simple and mysterious divine power, and ramming towards the two golden armor gods.

As soon as this type of turtle and snake appeared, the two golden armor gods would be difficult to resist even if the sledgehammer was like a mountain and the golden halberd was like a dragon, and they staggered back, and even the golden light trembled again and again, and it was much darker.

Seeing this, Su Ming didn't stop at all, and successively used the Five Thunder Fist and the Life and Death Road. These three styles of boxing can be called the essence of Su Ming's martial arts. Now that the three are coming out together, these two golden armor gods are fierce, but they are also difficult to resist. A moment later, under the impact and shock of the Gang Qi, the golden light was no longer overwhelmed. From the weapon to the body, it collapsed one after another. After just two or three breaths, the two golden armor gods will turn into bits of golden light and dissipate in the air.

At the same time, the door of the main hall slowly opened.

Su Ming stepped in and found that it was a huge statue of an unknown warrior inside. He is nine feet tall, covered in armor, with a mighty face and an amazing momentum. And before the statue, there are three futons, and there is an offering table, on which there is no tribute.

At first glance, this statue looks like this, but when you look closely, it seems that there are all kinds of mysteries hidden in the upper and lower places. The exposed part also looks as crystal clear as jade, and there seems to be brilliance circulating inside.

Su Ming looked carefully from top to bottom. His eyes fell on the statue's eyes, and he only felt that it was a statue, but his eyes were clear and bright, as deep as the starry sky. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, as if he was smiling but not smiling. Up and down, there is an eternal atmosphere.

This breath is long and long, desolate and ancient, mysterious and powerful, empty and ruthless, like the gods overlooking all living beings above the nine heavens, high above, without the slightest popularity, nor the slightest emotion.

As Su Ming's gaze met the statue's eyes, unconsciously, the statue seemed to glow with a slight light. Su Ming's mind was chaotic, and he didn't think about it, but he seemed to have a good idea and did everything. The eyes became more and more blurry, and suddenly there was a bright light, but it was a vast starry sky, a hanging heavenly river across the north and south, and thousands of stars were twinkling. The sky is pitch black like an endless silk satin, with constellations in the east, west, north, south, and middle, turning into various images.

Suddenly, in the vast starry sky, one after another starlight fell, some vermilion, some golden, some silver, some green, some black, all kinds of colors, fantastic and magnificent. Each color corresponds to a kind of breath, or fiery, or feminine, or solemn, or cold, or fierce, or vast, or far, or deep, or mysterious.

The river hanging across the sky, like a long dragon, suddenly pounced and crashed into his body.

Rumble!

Su Ming only felt a flower in front of him, and his spirit returned to the main hall. As far as the eye could see, the light in the statue's eyes seemed to gradually dim. When I looked at it again, I only felt that this statue seemed to have undergone some changes, and I could no longer attract my attention.

Thinking about it carefully, I felt that the previous scene was vague, as if I only had a general impression, and all the details and scenes were not clear. It was as if I had something, and when I thought about it, I couldn't feel anything.

"It's weird!" Su Ming was suspicious in his heart, gave a salute to the statue, and turned to come out.

As soon as he left the main hall, he saw two young people walking into the courtyard, and when he saw Su Ming walking out of the main hall, his face suddenly showed a different color. Among them, the slightly taller figure glanced at Su Ming, but turned around and left, and said, "Since there are people here, let's go elsewhere." ”

Su Ming's heart is pure, like a mirror. Even though he was in the ruins, his perception was affected a lot, but at such a close distance, these two people couldn't hide their every move. It wasn't until I felt the two of them leave that I left the courtyard.

I passed through several places in a row, but I didn't get anything. As soon as I stepped out of a pavilion, I saw a total of seven people in front and back, all holding flags. Two of them are exactly what I saw earlier. The seven people held the banner and shook it, and saw seven pitch-black clouds rolling out, tangled and coiled, enveloping this piece in it.

Su Ming only felt that it was dark in front of him, as if he had fallen into a strange existence. Above it was a thick cloud that was incomparably dark, and it was pitch black in all directions. The yin wind was howling, the demonic energy was surging, and there were bursts of strange and piercing laughter in all directions.

In the darkness, Su Ming clearly felt that there were several extremely cold and piercing existences, which were completely different from human flesh and blood, exuding a breath like a netherworld.

Born in the world, although it is also both yin and yang, but the flesh and blood are masculine. As long as there is a breath left, the yang energy in the body will not be cut off. The few existences I felt at this moment were cold and cold, without the slightest trace of yang, and they were obviously no longer human bodies, but I was afraid that they were the legendary ghosts and ghosts.

Standing here, it is like coming to the depths of the Nine Shadows, the Yellow Springs and the Netherworld, if you are a cowardly person, you are afraid that you will be scared to death. Su Ming stood still, his qi and blood were emanating, isolating the yin wind and black qi and the biting cold qi, and he was not allowed to get close.

At this time, a voice was strange and unpredictable, as if it came from under the Nine Shadows: "What benefits did you get from the previous hall?" Hand it over, and spare you from dying! ”

It turned out that there were many people who had been to that hall, but they had not passed through the two golden-armored gods at the entrance of the main hall, and they could not enter it. When the two saw Su Ming come out, they knew that he had obtained the secret. I was afraid that Su Ming's cultivation would be strong, so he followed a few places and secretly gathered a few senior brothers. The seven of them arranged this formation together, trapping Su Ming inside, and only then did they dare to ask out loud.

Few cultivators are fools. These seven people were born in the Evil Dao Soul Refining Sect, and they were all mainly engaged in the cultivation of fierce souls. Seven people working together, you can lay down a Seven Murders and Seven Kills Array, which is extremely powerful. It was precisely because of this that he had the courage to sneak attack Su Ming.

When Su Ming heard this, he naturally understood the plans of these people, and shouted: "A few unsightly things dare to be rampant!" "The blood spread out like a great furnace.

Seeing that Su Ming's qi and blood were so strong, the seven murderers outside were overjoyed. You must know that the ghost and ghost thing is a creature that does not die in one breath and wanders in the yang world after death. Being caught by those who practice evil methods and practicing with all kinds of methods is extremely fierce. And the rich qi and blood and Yuan power of the cultivators in the human world are the best tonic for them. With Su Ming's physical body and true qi, falling into the eyes of these ghosts and ghosts is like a bright lamp in the dark, dazzling.

Suddenly, I felt a stream of cold air coming, penetrating through my body, indescribably cold. In the yin wind and black air, the seven yin spirits were as low as six zhang, and as high as three zhang. The body shape is somewhere between tangible and invisible, and translucent is the same. The whole body was covered in yin wind and blood. The face is ugly, the limbs are long and hideous, the head is large and the neck is thin, and the abdomen is swollen like a ball. There was a light of greed and thirst in his eyes, just like a man who has not eaten or drunk for many years.

"Hungry?" As soon as Su Ming saw it, he immediately thought of the hungry ghosts among the six reincarnations mentioned by the Buddhist Gate, which looked very similar.

These seven yin spirits were controlled by the seven murderers outside, looming in the array, as if they could shuttle at will. Invisible and without a trace, wrapped in yin wind, black qi, and blood light, they rushed towards Su Ming from all directions. The qi and blood that emanated, the strong vitality, fell into the eyes of these seven yin spirits, and they were the most delicious delicacy in the world. All of them are desperate, and the ghosts are roaring again and again, and they are terrifying.

"Cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are also here to die!" Su Ming let out a long roar and rolled. Then seven punches were struck out in a row, and the spirit and spirit merged into it, and the blood and qi of the Gang Zhiyang spread out, turning into seven pillars of wind visible to the naked eye, and blasted towards the seven Yin Spirits.