In the immortal array within a radius of more than ten miles, the gray-white powder covering the sky and the earth was everywhere, shining with a phosphorhorescence light that dazzling people's eyes in the sun, and hundreds of millions of fist-sized cobblestones, after slowly rising, hovered in the air one person high. What kind of scene is this? These thousands of Qi refining stage cultivators in Yingxian Valley are probably unimaginable if they don't see it with their own eyes.

After a short period of stunnedness, some monks standing at the edge of the immortal array took a staggered step backwards in some panic, as if there was a gate to hell hidden under this immortal array, and thousands of evil spirits were arching through the immortal array to descend on the earth.

The monks were still in a brief panic, and the billions of cobblestones hovering in the air were like a rain of falling stones.

All the monks heard in their ears a muffled sound that hurt their eardrums. The ground shook and shook.

The aftermath that overflowed when the colorful clouds hit the spatial crack with all their strength actually had such an earth-shattering power, and all the monks outside the immortal array were shocked and yearning.

The mood is still complicated and difficult to understand, and a proud qi machine suddenly comes again.

Qing Yue's voice immediately sounded in mid-air.

"The small world of seclusion is fully opened, and I, a cultivator of Zhongzhou Star, have this opportunity for a thousand years, and I am here today to participate in the grand event.

The immortal array outside the valley is temporarily broken, and it will be opened again after more than a month, and all family sects must abide by the agreement, cooperate with each other, and participate in the grand event. ”

The sound in the air sank, and after a few breaths, it resounded in the air again, like a thunderclap that exploded in the sky on a sunny day.

"Into the 。。。。。 Spell..... ”

This "thunder" was still faint, the gray-white powder in the immortal array had completely sunk, and thousands of monks also began to rush to the valley in the middle of the immortal array.

No family sect would not abide by yesterday's agreement at this time, and the monks of the Ouyang family did not have any subtle skills, but they took the lead among all the monks who were as close to the valley as a fan, and they were full of momentum.

The team of monks of the Tiancang Sect was on the right side of the Ouyang family, Lin Ling did not show any body skills, and his calm attitude led the way, and the monks behind him followed suit, and they also pressed their own steps.

Ye Bufan and Jing Lian are still at the end of the team, one is wearing a new Taoist shirt, the other is wearing a yellow Zen robe, the two of them are a little conspicuous, but they don't care.

The disciples of Tiancang Sect did not show their skills, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of gray powder, Ye Bufan walked easily, Jing Lian beside him put her hands together from the beginning of stepping on the immortal array, closed her eyes slightly, and showed an obvious look of compassion on her delicate face, and she had been chanting something gently, Ye Bufan didn't hear a word clearly what he was chanting, and glanced at his current look several times, Jing Lian was still concentrating on forgetting himself, Ye Bufan didn't dare to disturb him, he fell behind him a little, and squinted at the Ouyang family's monk team。

Jing Lian was laughed at in front of the wooden shed, although Ye Bufan was resentful in his heart, but he didn't have the urge to tear his face immediately, now that the situation had changed, he unexpectedly entered the team of monks of the Tiancang Sect, and he saw a little possibility of breaking away from the Ouyang family.

Now looking at the Ouyang family's monk team, he actually had the feeling of a bystander, looked back and forth, and not surprisingly, Ye Bufan saw Zhao Tianci's figure at the end of the team.

Blood was about to be splashed on the spot in front of the wooden shed, but Zhao Tianci neither stepped forward to stop it, nor did he shout a voice, Ye Bufan was understandable. But now that he glanced at the other party a few times, he suddenly saw that he turned his head as if he had a sense of feeling, Ye Bufan turned his face back as if he was a stranger, and there was no trace of Zhao Tianci's existence in his heart.

The distance from the outside of the immortal array to the central valley was only a few miles, and although it was a little soft to step on, for the monks of the Qi refining period, even if they didn't use the body method, they could walk leisurely.

But at the time of the tea, the round space crack began to gradually approach the front with a wordless sense of oppression.

As the monks approached the edge of the valley, the spatial crack appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes with a completely wordless shock.

The huge space crack is like a transparent water mirror made entirely of quiet seawater, and the layers of ripples ripple slightly on the mirror surface from time to time, and the colorful glow of red, yellow, blue, green, blue, white and black is twisted together, like a colorful seven-colored python, constantly wandering at the edge of the water mirror, it looks like this water mirror has a strange moving frame.

This water mirror is as flat as thin paper, but the widest part of the circumference is about ten zhang long, and the width and height are comparable, making this spatial crack like an erected sea water, giving people the illusion that they are about to fall into the endless abyss and ocean when they step into it.

The entire Yingxian Valley was silent for a moment.

Ye Bufan looked up at this shocking spatial crack, and he was also apprehensive, surprised and inexplicable. However, in the oppressive silence, he was distracted and noticed that Jing Lian's low voice could no longer be heard around him.

Jinglian has completely recited the Sutra of Reincarnation, but the Vajra Wheel that appears in the meditation is still spinning, giving birth to seven colors. The four-petal Zen heart, all thinking of sorrow, the delicate face, the treasure is solemn, the hands that have been clasped together are about two points, and in the palm of the Pure Land Zen seal, a small pinch of gray-white powder has no phosphorus and phosphorus light under the sunlight.

Reciting the mantra in her heart, her palms parted, as if caressing the breeze, Jinglian gently sprinkled the gray powder in a breeze.

Ye Bufan kept holding his breath and watched Jing Lian's movements, and saw that Jing Lian's delicate face had regained that relaxed look with a little laziness, and the dark eyes in her eyes were shining again, and she didn't rush to speak, first leaned over curiously and grabbed a small pinch of gray-white powder.

From the diffuse of these gray-white powders to the gradual sinking, stepping on these powders from the outside of the immortal array to the outside of the valley, Ye Bufan never thought that there would be anything abnormal about these gray-white powders.

Now, with more than ten years of experience as a digger, he can feel that these gray-white powders are not the fine stone powder containing phosphorite as he has always thought.

Curious in his heart, Ye Bufan didn't think about it elsewhere, touched Jinglian, lowered his voice and asked,

"What kind of powder is this?"

Jing Lian stared at Ye Bufan's eyes and asked faintly, "Brother Ye, do you really want to know?"

Ye Bufan looked at Jinglian's faint eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he nodded a little hesitantly.

"It's all bone powder!"

Ye Bufan's cold hair turned upside down, and he looked around blankly.

With such a large immortal array, how many bones need to be turned into powder to be able to step on the soft feeling under your feet.

Jing Lian looked at Ye Bufan's frightened expression and sighed lightly, "Brother Ye, those who die are all beasts in the mountains and woodlands, if it is a human being, although I can't help killing in the Zen Tantric lineage, I will never set foot in this immortal array." ”

Ye Bufan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Jinglian with some hesitation and curiosity, "How do you know that the dead are all beasts?"

In the eyes of Aya Wisdom, all spirits and all things in the world are divided into seven colors. Jing Lian used the secret method to attract her eyes outside the immortal array, and saw a thick layer of red light mist floating in the immortal array.

Cultivators are white, mortals are green, birds and beasts are born red. The thick mist of light wafting in this immortal array is exactly what appears in the eyes of Aya's wisdom, I don't know how many birds and beasts have died here in vain, and the remnants of the bones are the true colors of the life spirits.

Jinglian didn't know how to explain to Ye Bufan, so she simply pointed to her eyes and said, "Brother Ye, I can see it." ”

Although they have only known each other for a long time and in the middle of the night, Ye Bufan can already feel Jinglian's innocence, and now he says that he can see it, Ye Bufan does not doubt it, pokes his head out, stares at Jinglian's swarthy pupils twice, and picks his thumb in admiration.

Jing Lian smiled shyly, her eyes were embarrassed to avoid Ye Bufan's gaze, and then she noticed that the space crack in the valley was like a huge water mirror, and after he was stunned for a moment, he cushioned his feet in some surprise, pulled Ye Bufan with his hand, raised his hand and pointed forward.

Ye Bufan also stepped forward and saw that some monks began to walk down the valley and walked towards the huge water mirror.

Ye Bufan didn't need to look at it, and knew that this was the monk of the Ouyang family who was walking towards the spatial crack, he squinted and glanced at it, and saw that Zhao Tianci's hesitant steps were slowly rubbing forward, Ye Bufan kept watching him finally step into the valley, his figure disappeared in a flash, pulled Jinglian, and began to walk towards the edge of the valley.

As all the monks of the Ouyang family entered the valley, the remaining ranks of monks from various families and sects standing at the edge began to flatten from the depths, and after a chaotic sound of footsteps, each monk could clearly see the situation in the valley.

The entire valley became silent again, and all the monks standing on the high place were staring at the monks of the Ouyang family who were gradually approaching the spatial crack.

Ye Bufan was also keeping an eye on the Ouyang family's field cultivation team that was walking at the forefront, with neither pity nor joy on his face.

This spatial crack was big enough for dozens of monks to enter at the same time, but when it was only one step away from the crack, the monks of the Ouyang family all stopped, and the more than three hundred wild cultivators in front looked at each other, and now they saw the spatial crack like the deep sea so closely, and saw the seven-colored divine thoughts that grabbed people's hearts like a devouring colorful python swimming overhead, and every wild cultivator didn't want to take the first step.

The first few wild cultivators hesitated for a moment and were about to take a wrong step backwards, and the wild cultivators in the back pushed and shoved and didn't want to give up their position, and when they couldn't hold each other, one of the wild cultivators behind suddenly released the magic power of protecting the body, and after a flash of spiritual light, he suddenly grabbed the wild cultivator next to him, and crashed into the spatial crack in two steps.

Some of the turbulent wild cultivators suddenly fell silent, and after a moment, a dazzling flash of spiritual light appeared, and after all the wild cultivators released their spiritual power protectors, dozens of wild cultivators then scrambled into the spatial crack.

At tea time, the valley floor was empty.

The valley was still silent, and after a moment of silence, the two remaining families of Dongsheng Prefecture and the monks of the Tiancang Sect began to walk down the valley in unison.

One after another flashes of spiritual light, the monks of the Tang family and the Lin family entered the spatial crack in turn, and when they arrived at the team of monks of the Tiancang Sect, the sun on their heads was already a little westward.

Another flash of spiritual light, the monk in front had quickly entered the spatial crack, Ye Bufan was still a little nervous, he looked at Jing Lian beside him, but was shocked to find that he put his hands together, and he didn't release the magic power of protecting the body.

Ye Bufan suddenly remembered that Jinglian was not a monk, but a monk of Zen Buddhism, and he didn't know if Zen Buddhism had the magic power to protect the body.

Before he had time to ask, gray flashed in the corner of his eyes, and when Ye Bufan reacted, Lin Ling had already appeared in front of Jing Lian.

Lin Ling only bowed his head slightly and said, "Please go forward with the poor path." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jing Lian to respond, with a touch of his right hand, a golden talisman had already come out of his hand, and after touching Jing Lian's Zen clothes, the golden light exploded.