13 As soon as he entered the temple, what appeared in Mo Fan's eyes was a large number of statues, hundreds of statues such as the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the Taishang Laojun, and the Tota Heavenly King were all placed in the temple.

However, there is a long and narrow passage in the middle of these statues, a total of 300 meters, which should be used to pass through this temple, at this time there are more than ten people walking in the passage, they all look solemn, sweat non-stop, and each step takes a huge amount of strength.

"It looks a bit like the last leg of the Phantom Bridge on Earth, but it doesn't seem to be the oppression of the Divine Sense." Mo Fan muttered to himself.

Mo Fan came to the starting point of the passage, and he felt the existence of a large amount of spiritual power from this road, and the spiritual power aura came to his face violently.

"Ahh A man who was about to walk through the passage suddenly rose into the air and flew backwards.

"Brother, are you alright?" Mo Fan saw that he was a little familiar, and remembered that he should be a disciple of the Kongtong faction.

"Do you think I'm okay like this? I've got something! There's something big! The chubby Jindan early stage monk immediately meditated cross-legged and said with a depressed expression.

"Brother, we just came here, I don't know what dangers are in this passage?" Mo Fan asked.

"The further you go, the stronger the spiritual power oppression will appear in the passage, and you can't resist being bounced away like me." The chubby man said with a depressed face, "I think I was the first person to enter this place, but who knew that the later people passed one after another, and I was still here alone, alas! ”

"Then why not try flying straight over the roof? Could it be that there is a forbidden space circle? Mo Fan continued to ask.

"Naturally, there is a forbidden space array, and there is only one way to get out of here, alas, why did I come in without thinking about it carefully, how can I leave now?" Another young man from the Demon Gate was forced to retreat, and after hearing Mo Fan's words, he replied casually.

Mo Fan probed the strength of the people here, and found that there were high and low, but some of the low strength also went to the front, and it was obvious that the spiritual pressure here was different from person to person.

"Let's try it!" Mo Fan said to Leng Bingyu, and then walked forward step by step.

As soon as he walked up the passage, there was a pressure on his face, and this spiritual power resisted Mo Fan's footsteps. As soon as the spiritual power in Mo Fan's body worked, he easily resisted this power.

Step by step, Mo Fan felt extremely relaxed, did not feel any pressure at all, turned his head to look at Leng Bingyu, and found that she was also following him closely, but her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, obviously walking a little hard.

When he walked two hundred meters, Mo Fan only felt a slight pressure, thinking that it would not be too difficult to walk through this passage. However, at this time, something happened suddenly, Leng Bingyu snorted, and actually got up from the ground under huge pressure, seeing that he was about to be repelled to the starting point.

Mo Fan hurriedly made a move, wrapped her in spiritual power, and then took her hand to help her stabilize her figure. The moment he touched his hand, Mo Fan felt that he had touched a piece of lubricated cold jade, and he couldn't let it go.

However, the moment he protected Leng Bingyu, he was suddenly under several times the pressure, and without defense, he was pressed back two steps in a row.

"Are you alright?" Seeing that Mo Fan's face suddenly became solemn, Leng Bingyu said worriedly, but in an instant, she returned to the appearance of the iceberg queen.

"Well, the pressure is a little stronger, let's get through this passage first." Mo Fan increased the amount of spiritual power and resisted the pressure of spiritual power.

Leng Bingyu also tried her best to release her spiritual power to resist, she had only advanced to the Golden Pill for a short time, and her skill naturally couldn't be so deep, so most of her strength relied on Mo Fan to resist. The power that was two or three times stronger than before came, Mo Fan felt that the pressure was like a mountain, but he couldn't help it, if it wasn't for that, it would be difficult for Leng Bingyu to pass through here.

Step by step, the more the spiritual power spent in the back, the spiritual power in Mo Fan's body passed by in a hurry, and the spiritual power stored in the golden pill kept flowing out, he kept replenishing the spiritual stone in his hand, and when he walked to the last few steps, he was about to collapse, and he fought the last bit of strength, ran the light shield to the maximum, and quickly rushed to the end.

When he came to the end, there was no pressure, Mo Fan lay on the ground all of a sudden, his clothes were wet with sweat, and the excessive use of spiritual power made the color of Jin Dan slightly dull.

Leng Bingyu looked at Mo Fan with a nervous face, she knew that she had caused trouble to Mo Fan.

"Alas, two more people have passed, am I going to be trapped here for the rest of my life?" The chubby man of the Kongtong faction looked up to the sky and sighed.

Mo Fan meditated and breathed for a while, refining several thousand-year-old elixirs, and felt that the spiritual power had enriched the meridians again, and under the trembling of spiritual power, all the dirt on his body fell down, and he felt relaxed.

"Let's go and see what comes next."

Mo Fan took Leng Bingyu and walked forward, here were groups of palaces, and they still didn't find anything valuable, but they triggered many prohibitions, some of which even Mo Fan felt very tricky.

Here, Mo Fan and the others also met several monks, some of them were demons, but they didn't move each other, they didn't say hello, they were all constantly searching for treasures.

"It's a magic weapon!"

"Stop, this is what we'll see first!"

"Haha, whoever has the ability can get it, everyone has their own ability!"

Suddenly, there was a quarrel in the palace not far away, and then the aura of battle erupted, and all kinds of lights flashed one after another.

"Let's go and have a look." Mo Fan shouted.

It was not Mo Fan's character to have treasures that could not be disputed, and he quickly ran towards the place where the sound came from. Not only Mo Fan, but the rest of the people who heard the sound also rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and they all wanted a piece of the pie.

This is a wide hall, red pillars and glazed tiles, everything looks extraordinary. At this moment, the palace was in chaos, and seven or eight monks were fighting incessantly, and the waves set off washed the futons on the ground.

"Old thief, hand over the magic weapon quickly, otherwise you will look good." The middle-aged monk with scars on his head shouted.

"Hmph, don't think! I will remember all the people who besiege me today, and when I refine that magic weapon, I will definitely kill you all. An old man with unkempt hair yelled.

Mo Fan carefully observed the form of the battlefield and found that the old Dao that covered the sky was being besieged by the rest of the people, although it was at a disadvantage, but it had the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, and it would not be defeated in a short time.

There are good and evil among those who besiege the heavens and the old way, and it can be seen that in the face of interests, even those with opposing positions will form alliances.

Hearing such a threat from the old Dao, several young people with less qualifications and weaker cultivation immediately gave up the siege and stood aside to watch the show.

"You little hairy boys, you were actually frightened by his words, he can't escape today, how can you talk about revenge in the future?" The middle-aged monk scoffed.

Provoked by him, the few young monks who withdrew still didn't move, looking at the battle situation with a bystander's eyes, what they thought in their hearts was: "Hmph, if you want to use us, we are not so stupid, even if we kill the old way, we will not get the magic weapon with our strength, rather than this, it is better not to waste our strength, maybe when you lose both of us, we will have a chance." ”

Now, there are four people besieging the old road, one in the middle stage of Jindan, two in the early stage of Jindan, and one in the late stage of foundation building.

Monks from other places kept entering the room, but they didn't make a move, standing on the sidelines like Mo Fan and watching the battlefield form. Of course, their cultivation is not very high, most of them are in the foundation building period, and there are only one or two Jindan periods.

"Ah, my dear Senior Brother Ling Tian, I finally see you again! My thoughts about you are like a surging river, and like the Yellow River flooding out of control......" Suddenly, a person ran in from the gate of the hall, and quickly rushed over to hug Mo Fan.

Mo Fan quickly turned around to dodge, and the man pounced and fell into the air.

"It's your unlucky bastard, why did you come in too?" Mo Fan looked at this skinny man with a smile, this person was an unlucky man.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian, I didn't hear from you for so long, I thought you were dead?" The unlucky Daoist expressed his feelings with a handful of snot and tears, "I'll just say, Senior Brother Ling Tian is a person with great luck, how could something happen, and your cultivation has also reached the middle stage of Jindan, amazing, amazing!" ”

"Well, I don't know how good I've been since I didn't have bad luck without you." Mo Fan pointed to the two people behind him and said, "These two junior disciples are with you all the way?" ”

Immediately behind the unlucky Daoist, two men from the late stage of foundation building followed, dressed in the service of Emei disciples.

"Oh, yes, their names are Kuroki Xuan and Jin Fantasy, they are the two junior disciples I met on the road, and we will go on the road together to prevent the robbery and killing of the demon monks." The unlucky man introduced.

"This is Senior Brother Ling Tian that I often mentioned to you, how is it, is he personable, handsome and chic." The unlucky Taoist put his arm around Mo Fan's shoulders and introduced the two behind him.

"Hello Senior Brother Ling Tian, we were fortunate enough to see Senior Brother from afar when we were in the Blood Cave that day, and when we saw it today, Senior Brother really cultivated profoundly, which made us sigh to ourselves." Kuroki Xuan and Jin Phantom bowed their hands.

"Hehe, it is fate to be able to meet two junior brothers here." Mo Fan enjoyed this compliment very much, and involuntarily took out the God Destroying Fan and shook it, making him look like a handsome boy.

"Hey, Senior Brother Ling Tian, who is this Senior Sister?" The unlucky Daoist pointed to the frosty cold ice jade next to Mo Fan.

"Oh, this is Senior Sister Leng Bingyu." Mo Fan introduced Leng Bingyu.

"Wow, Senior Brother Ling Tian is not shallow, look at your face, the peach blossom luck is going to flood recently, this senior sister is as beautiful as a fairy, you have to take advantage of it!" The unlucky Taoist smiled lewdly and secretly sent a message to Mo Fan, "But her face is not very good, did you make him angry?" ”

Mo Fan slammed on his head, and the voice told him not to think about it.