"Boom..."

The incense burner with a strong wind, just smashed to the temple door, suddenly, the temple door flashed a cyan light, "whoosh" sound, formed a light curtain, the temple door cover sealed. Immediately after, the brilliance flashed, and a golden arc of light slashed out from the temple door and slashed towards the huge incense burner.

"Bang la la" is the steel incense burner, in front of this arc light, it looks like it is made of tofu, and it was suddenly cut off by the waist, scattered and disintegrated, turning into a pile of rubble, scattered all over the ground.

Han Xing gasped, and finally there was horror in his eyes, and then he looked at these "fairy bones" under his feet, and his heart was completely cold......

Fortunately, I didn't rush forward, otherwise, I might not be as simple as dying, and I might not even be able to leave my bones left by the lightsaber!

No matter how hard his head is, can he be harder than a stone? The "immortal" is still like this, not to mention that he is a mortal.

Can this go in?

Han Xing looked at the depths of the hall, imagining that there seemed to be countless treasures beckoning to him, he frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and sighed helplessly: "Even if there are treasures, you have to have a life to enjoy them, just like a eunuch, there is no second child to show, it is the deep harem, and it is useless to be in the midst of thousands of flowers!"

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became: "You are a girl, Lao Tzu hasn't even touched a woman, but I don't want to die here, there are some rare treasures in the hall and I have nothing to do with Uncle Ben, and breaking in is tantamount to lifting a stone and hitting my own feet, I'd better avoid it!"

While thinking, he shook his head, and decisively moved his feet, about to move back, "Hey, why can't you move?"

His legs seemed to be immobilized, no matter how hard you tried to move his body, his feet were firmly sucked by the suction force coming from the temple, and he was nailed to the ground by two big nails nailed to the coffin!

"Oh no, I can't go...... This foot is nailed!"

The more Han Xing struggled, the greater the movement became, and after this shock in the main hall, the more the fluctuations in front of him became.

Suddenly, there seemed to be two yin and yang fish in the hall door that were awakened, their heads and tails intersected and began to rotate, spitting out yin and yang qi from their mouths, swirling like a vortex, stirring the whole hall chaotic and misty, like a dream, giving people an unreal feeling.

"There are monsters!" Han Xing was startled, and his body broke free, but he couldn't break free at all, but was sucked and bent over.

The yin and yang qi in the door rotated faster and faster, making people dizzy, and in a trance, there seemed to be a voice echoing in the main hall:

"The Tao, the Tao, the non-constant way... Name, name, non-constant name... Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth..."

This voice is grand, rigid and soft, with an indescribable avenue charm, which instantly grabbed Han Xing's spiritual world.

"What the hell is going on, and why is there a message coming from this temple?"

Han Xing's divine consciousness was invaded by this inexplicable avenue chanting track, and the golden "Tao Sutra" that had been drilled into his mind suddenly appeared and was suspended above his head.

The pages of the "Tao Jing" no one turned themselves, and there was a loud noise, and the scripture culture inside made pieces of mysterious runes, flying up and down in mid-air, forming a chain of Taoist order, forming a big network of gossip, covering his whole person.

In an instant, his footsteps could move.

But he didn't move!

At this moment, Han Xing, wearing a big net of gossip, is shining brightly, and he has a fairy temperament. Brilliant divine brilliance bloomed from him, and the mysterious and mysterious scriptures in his mind also turned into Taoist rhymes, and sang like Huang Zhong Dalu:

"The Tao is the Tao, but the Tao is not the ...... of the Constant Dao"

The sound of the Great Dao Lun in his mind and the sound of the scriptures in the main hall merged together, Han Xing seemed to see that there was an infinite method gate in front of him, and endless divine light bloomed inside the door, and a divine light avenue suddenly appeared, paved under his feet, and stretched all the way to the main hall.

Han Xing hesitated for a quarter of an hour......

Intellectually, he doesn't want to enter, but he is a bold and extremely tough person, and he vows not to look back if he doesn't hit the south wall!

Damn, now an ancient temple scares itself stupidly, how can I practice in the future? Big man, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to the tiger mountains, he will show his true colors as a hero! Even if he can't be a hero, he will never be a bear, after all, he will do his best, although he will die without regrets!

In life, death can be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather! What is the joy of life, and what is the pain of death? After all, it is a death!

I'll go and take a look, it's a regret in my life, and I'll let it out!

Enter!

Han Xing's mind was inexplicably born with a fearless spirit of moving forward, and he suddenly moved his steps...... Step out!

Suddenly, the entire bronze hall began to shake, and the yin and yang pisces inside the door rotated into a huge vortex force, like a black hole at the beginning of the universe, with unstoppable force, it sucked Han Xing in and drowned in it.

Han Xing fell into it like a meteor, and the huge pressure made him feel suffocated......

When passing through the doorway, there was a pain all over my body like a knife cutting and tearing, like a tide, wave after wave of madness hit, as if the soul and body were scraped alive by a thousand knives......

This is an unprecedentedly painful process! If it weren't for the Bagua Shenhui Protector, I'm afraid he would have been cut into meat sauce powder long ago.

For a brief moment, he seemed to pass through purgatory, and the ghost cried inside, and ...... This black hole-like whirlpool seems to have no end, spreading infinitely, and it doesn't know where it leads......

Suddenly, Han Xing's eyes flashed with golden light, and the ancient scroll scroll "Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram" that had been forgotten and silent for many days in the Shenzang cave actually trembled lightly at this moment and rushed out of the body.

The map of the mountains and rivers stretched out, shook it, and shook it, turning into a golden bridge, flying north and south, holding up Han Xing, and a golden light broke through the black hole-like vortex and reached the center of the main hall.

Without waiting for Han Xing to reflect, the fluctuations stagnated, the golden light scattered, and the people had already been thrown from the bridge into the main hall.

In an instant, the wind and waves were calm, the black hole gushing channel was gone, and the golden bridge transformed by the mountains and rivers was also gone.

Han Xing's heart swelled with monstrous waves, and the mountains and rivers society map actually came out, which was an unprecedented thing.

Ever since he got the Creation Immortal Jade, Shanhe Shejitu has always stayed quietly inside, and when he appeared at this time, it was difficult for him to calm down......

According to the "Great Wilderness Treasure Record", the map of the mountains and rivers is given by an ancient sage during the mythological war to the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao, which can nourish the heavens, shield the heavens, and incarnate all things, which is the treasure of the acquired merits.

With the assistance of this treasure, the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch subdued many demon clan great sages and 1,200 grass-headed god kings with his penetrating Xuangong, and occupied the position of the first god of war in the heavenly court.

Unexpectedly, this treasure still has spirituality after thousands of eons, manifesting in the land of the old lord and saving Han Xing from danger.

It seems that this mountain and river society map and Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun have a very significant cause and effect, and the correlation must be amazing, but I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse for myself?

Suddenly, an incomprehensible question flooded into Han Xing's mind......

Now that the map of the mountains and rivers has come out, what about the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao?

With himself as the first god of war in the heavenly court, his cultivation is high, and he should live as long as heaven and earth, even if it has fallen, the corpses will not decay to the point of being like those ancient corpses outside the door......

Where did the man go?

Han Xing raised his head and looked for this Heavenly Court No. 1 God of War who did not exist in the world. However, let him extend his divine sense to the extreme, let alone a human figure, not even a ghost, some are just surrounded by yin and yang.

At this moment, there was silence in the Qingjin Hall, only the sound of the Great Dao echoed in the hall, constantly echoing, as if hinting to Han Xing to uncover this eternal secret.

Unconsciously, Han Xing walked to the center of the main hall, looked around, and saw that the main hall was covered with dust, cobwebs were vertical and horizontal, all the statues of the gods were incomplete, and some murals on both sides were also mottled and blurred due to the invasion of wind and snow.

The hall is supported by sixty-five huge green bronze pillars, sixty-four of which are inlaid with a whirling coiled, lifelike and hideous dragon, with the dragon's head raised upward, arching in different directions around the thickest and noble purple bronze pillar in the middle.

Han Xing looked at this different pillar, and at first glance it was not much different from other pillars, but he never thought that the more he looked closely, the more he felt that something was wrong......

"This pillar doesn't seem right, the other pillars are greenish bronze, why is it purple......"

The next moment, Han Xing's eyes were instantly full of shock, and the purple copper pillar in front of him, which was a hundred zhang high, was purple, and it was clearly soaked into purple red by the plasma of hundreds of millions of years.

In the middle of the blood-purple pillar is inlaid with a huge word "war", the font of the word "war" is domineering and domineering, and it is powerful and powerful, and the seal is engraved on the pillar, showing the power of the battle road.

I don't know how much blood of gods and demons is stained on the word "war", the blood stains are mottled, some are dark red, it seems to have dried up long ago, and some are red like dripping, and the blood seems to have not yet coagulated.

A long-standing killing aura of battle power slowly emanated from the word "war", condensed wildly above the main hall, the yin wind howled, and the murderous aura rolled wildly!

Han Xing's physical body was strong enough after being washed by the elixir, and it was considered to have surpassed the extreme realm among ordinary people, and the ancient bloodline made his physical body stored in the spirit, as hard as dark iron, and even the viscera and bones were extremely strong. But despite this, the strong intent of battle and killing from the word "war" and the fierce aura on the pillar still made his chest feel stuffy and his face was pale for a while.

The supreme coercion made him bend his knees slightly, as if to make him subjugated.

"Paralyzed, Lao Tzu just went into the hall to see, did you force Lao Tzu to kneel?" This extremely uncomfortable negative feeling made Han Xing feel humiliated.

He looked up to the sky and shouted: "You old ghost doesn't know how many times you have died, but the ghost is still gone, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid! The creation of immortal jade is mine, and I am the master of my territory! Why do you let me kneel? Tear down your broken temple in a hurry!"

Han Xing has a stubborn personality, eating soft rather than hard, the stronger this coercion, the stronger his resistance will be.

Han Xing was intimidated, the blood in his body boiled, the combat power in his body seemed to overflow uncontrollably, and his body began to exude a strong murderous aura inexplicably!

Another coercion came from the pillar of the word "war", and the bones of his body were made sound by the oppressed kaka...... His knees went limp, and he almost fell directly to the ground.

Han Xing snorted, stood up again, his eyes burst into flames of rage, his chest rose and fell, his face was full of anger, and the mixed yuan combat power of his whole body slammed through his arms, and he slammed forward with a palm, slamming into the blood-colored copper pillar.

"Boom!"

With a palm strike, not only did it not force back the murderous yin wind on the blood-colored copper pillar, but the tidal pressure was born from the void on the sixty-four carved dragon pillars, surging from all directions......

The purple copper pillar in the middle is even more red as blood, and the word "battle" in the big fight is glowing with a faint golden light, and the golden rays are like a tide, and the murderous aura is surging and horizontal, endless, wanting to kill Han Xingqi in this hall.

Han Xing's face changed slightly, his heart was shocked, and his eyes showed solemnity: "Such a strong strength, if it weren't for my strong physique, I'm afraid that even ordinary monks would be forced to retreat under this pressure." ”

"Look at this scene, these sixty-four temple pillars are arranged according to the direction of the eight trigrams, forming eight eight and sixty-four hexagrams, arching and guarding the bronze pillar of the battle word in the middle, protecting the main hall, and preventing people from going deep into the high platform behind the worship of the gods.

Although Han Xing has never practiced, he has read a lot of books such as the I Ching and the gossip handed down from ancient times with his grandfather since he was a child, and he also knows a little about some superficial hexagram arrangements.

He looked back through the space of the layers of stone pillars, and saw that in the misty purple mist, there were statues of gods and goddesses faintly visible on the high platform in the hall.

"That's right, it must be the statue of the god of the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch who lives on the high platform, controlling these eight eight and sixty-four pillars!"

"Damn, stretch out your head and slash your head, and shrink your head is also a knife. Forced to this one, only by getting close to the high platform and going up to knock down the idol can this gossip pillar array be broken!"

"Look at that god sculpture is not a living person, the first god of war in the heavenly court who does not exist in the world, it is just a mud fetus, and there is no ...... to fear!"

While cheering himself up, Han Xing pressed the gossip direction under pressure, and his body continued to walk between the pillars of the hall, trying to get close to the high platform, but the closer he got to it, the stronger the pressure of the battle-word pillar in the middle.

"Ahh

The powerful coercion made Han Xing spurt out a mouthful of blood on his back, and every inch of skin and flesh on his body was squeezed to the point of oozing blood, and the whole person looked like a bloody person.