In the angry sea, Shenxiu knocked on the wooden fish and stepped on the waves.

At this time, Yan Qing was puzzled, and she didn't expect to meet Shenxiu here.

Moreover, it seems that Shenxiu's Buddha voice is becoming more and more terrifying, and it makes people become devout Buddhists unconsciously. Even with his current combat strength, he almost caught the opponent's Dao, which shows that Shenxiu's Dao is extremely profound.

The sound of the Buddha lingering in the ears is like the chanting of ten thousand Buddhas, and the sound of the wooden fish is like the sound of the eternal bell. The sound of the Buddha is like a shackle, tightly tied to people's bodies, making people unable to break free......

At this time, the undead and bone beasts in the angry sea were completely subdued by Shenxiu and bowed down to him one by one.

Shenxiu is still dressed in white, looks very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, born with clear eyebrows, beautiful lips and white teeth, and looks very handsome.

Of course, this is also just a remnant of what he once left.

Yan Qing looked at the figure of Shenxiu stepping on the waves, and couldn't help but be curious, listening to what the crow said, Shenxiu should have gone to the West Heaven to seek Buddha, why did he come here?

Moreover, both encounters were in the sea of blood.

This kind of encounter is really a little weird.

In the turbulent sea of anger, Shenxiu stepped on the waves step by step, and the monstrous blood waves were suppressed by the Buddha one after another under his Buddha chant, and they subsided one after another.

The wind roared around the angry sea, and the blood waves were terrifying, but the wind and waves in the center were calm.

Shenxiu lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, gently knocked on the wooden fish, and didn't seem to see the monstrous blood wave, walking step by step.

His figure is like a ghost, and he is thousands of miles away in an instant.

At this time, Yan Qing followed closely behind him, frantically driving the skull boat. When the skull ship was out of the range shrouded in blood mist, the angry sea finally calmed down a little, and there were no more undead and bone beasts running out......

Then he saw a majestic mountain in the distance of the Angry Sea.

"Is this the mountain?"

This mountain is very majestic, high into the sky, exuding the breath of time, no worse than the sword mountain he has ever seen. At this time, Yan Qing suddenly found that Shenxiu's figure had disappeared.

Yan Qing frowned, and didn't care about Shenxiu anymore, because this was just an afterimage left by Shenxiu, and then he drove the skull boat towards the mountain.

Soon, the skull boat was already rowing in front of the mountain.

"Da Peng Mountain?"

In front of the mountain, there is a stone monument 100 zhang high.

The stele is mottled, I don't know how many years it has existed, and it looks incomparably ancient. And on the stone tablet, it is a very magical font, although Yan Qing has not seen it, but when he sees it now, he immediately knows its meaning.

"Is this mountain a legacy of ancient times?"

Yan Qing rowed the skull boat and slowly approached Dapeng Mountain, then swept up, and then landed on the stone platform next to the stone stele. At this time, he suddenly found that there were a lot of sword marks on the stone tablet, and it seemed that there had been a tragic battle.

At this time, he touched it with some curiosity, but felt a fierce murderous aura. Moreover, this murderous aura burst out from the stone tablet and slashed directly at him.

"The sword comes. ”

His stone sword turned into a huge wall, blocking the murderous aura.

"Hahaha......"

A mournful laugh rang out, but it quickly faded away, and the voice came from the murderous aura. At this time, Yan Qing couldn't help but sigh, this mournful laughter obviously belonged to the disciples of this Dapeng Mountain.

The mountain gate is broken, how not to be sad.

After a few moments, he walked up the small stone path next to the stone monument, which was already covered with moss. And the moss withered and grown, grew and withered, and I don't know how many generations it has metabolized......

Everything looks ancient.

Along the small stone road, Yan Qing walked all the way up.

Soon, he saw a rusty iron sword on the small stone path, and there was still a trace of blackened blood on the iron sword. Even after millions have passed, this iron sword is still murderous, and it seems extremely unwilling.

Yan Qing approached and saw two words engraved on the iron sword, Canglan.

At this time, he sighed, and then buried the iron sword aside.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

After burying the iron sword, Yan Qing still walked all the way up, and then he walked to a pavilion. However, this pavilion has been cut down in half, and although only half of it remains, it still stands......

Half of the pavilion was also covered with moss and weeds.

At this time, he saw an ancient scene, in the ancient past, there used to be several young people sitting in the pavilion, and they were sitting here talking about the scriptures......

It's just an afterimage, and when the wind blows, it disperses.

Yan Qing frowned, not knowing what happened to the Immortal Realm True Realm, it turned out to be a wasteland. After a while, he continued to walk up, and came across a charred pine, and under the pine, he saw an ancient afterimage.

In the afterimage, a young man quietly reads the Taoist scriptures under the pine, and because of the sound of the young man's reading, the pine slowly devours the essence of heaven and earth, and then becomes a refinement......

But now, the pine has been scorched.

And the young man who used to read the Bible under the pine also died......

At this time, Yan Qing's brows were tightly furrowed, and based on these afterimages, he could probably infer that the disciples of Dapeng Mountain in these afterimages were all terrifying beings who had already stepped into the Emperor Realm with one foot......

Moreover, according to his speculation, this should just be an ordinary disciple of Da Peng Mountain.

However, just ordinary disciples have such terrifying cultivation, so what kind of realm is the cultivation of those true disciples? Not to mention, there is also a sect leader who has directly opened up the true realm of the Immortal Realm......

But they were still destroyed.

Such a powerful Dapeng Mountain was still destroyed.

Well, how terrible the enemy is!

According to Yan Qing's speculation, Dapeng Mountain existed at least a million years ago, because only the things of a million years ago would not be known to the fairy world.

Millions of years ago, it belonged to the ancient Dark Ages.

At that time, there was an incomparably tragic battle in the entire Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, and many inheritances were interrupted in that era......

Perhaps, the battle of the true realm of the fairy realm took place in the dark ages millions of years ago.

At this time, Yan Qing continued to walk.

He came to a fairy bridge between two peaks.

On the fairy bridge, there are countless ancient patterns depicted, which are full of Taoist rhyme and seem to record all kinds of past. However, it was also cut in half, and only some of it remained......

Walking across the fairy bridge, Yan Qing saw the palace that had been reduced to ruins.

Even if it is reduced to ruins, the palace still exudes a brilliant fairy light, which looks like a burst of fairy light. Walking through the ruined palace, Yan Qing passed through a fairy lake, and there were several corpses of immortal cranes lying in wait in the fairy lake, and the corpses would not decay for thousands of years......

In that immortal lake, in addition to the corpse of the crane, there are also human corpses. It seems that there are still corpses floating at the bottom of the lake......

"Haha, I can't imagine that the sky will kill my Dapeng Mountain......"

At this time, a mournful roar came from the bottom of the lake, and the roar was extremely resentful and unwilling.

......