The white fog was so thick that I couldn't see far, and I could only vaguely see a figure walking back and forth.

Suddenly, Duan Rui seemed to have returned to Jiangdong, and in the late autumn of last year, Changchuan was often shrouded in such a fog, breathing in the lungs, and the river was murmuring, which had a unique flavor.

A figure walked in the mist, wearing a crimson dress and a dark cloak, demure and beautiful, with the gentle and tranquil atmosphere of Jiangdong, as if he had just landed from the awning boat, or had just returned home after picking lotus seeds, which was indescribably beautiful.

"Sister Yuan Jing!" Duan Rui was surprised and delighted.

He and Feng Yuanjing originally made an appointment to visit the lake today, but when they saw that the fog was extremely large, they were worried that she would not come, but who knew that she still did not break her promise!

He stepped forward, about to meet him, but suddenly his shoulders tightened, but he was pulled by someone.

Duan Rui turned his head in annoyance, his pupils were dark, and he was full of cruelty and ferocity, but what he saw was Wang Siyuan's beautiful woman's face, his expression was waveless, and he pointed around: "Look at them." ”

At this time, Duan Rui was at a loss and didn't know where he was, he subconsciously looked around, and saw a series of figures, there were men and women, monks and Taoists, their eyes were confused, as if they were sluggish, sleepwalking back and forth, the exposed skin had rotted a lot, the bones were visible, and the breath carried the vicissitudes of the years, it seemed that they would continue like this until they completely turned into ashes.

This terrifying scene made Duan Rui wake up, where is he in Changchuan, Jiangdong, obviously in the "demon land"!

Look at the front again, the white fog is solidified, where is Feng Yuanjing's figure!

The "turtle book" on Wang Siyuan's head rotates, and the black and white points are highlighted, deducing the number of Dayan, and incarnating the one who has escaped.

The invisible and colorless light sprinkled out, enveloping Wang Siyuan, the white-haired old man with no pupils, and the middle-aged man with wide robes and big sleeves, along with Duan Rui, moving as they moved forward.

Duan Rui didn't lose his "purity" again, and when he saw the illusion, he walked for a while, and they walked out of the white mist. I only saw a string of Buddha beads floating in the depths of the white mist like the edge, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful, without the slightest meaning of purity.

"Buddha Treasure!" Duan Rui's eyes were full of black light, full of greed.

Wang Siyuan coughed violently a few times, as if he couldn't bear it: "We are using the power of Luo Shu to hide from the sky and the sea, don't move the things in the array, otherwise it will cause a series of changes, which is very disadvantageous." ”

Hexagrams are not exhaustive, and things are not done!

Duan Rui took a deep breath. With a little regret and reluctance, he turned his head and followed.

............

After climbing the first layer of the mountain, Meng Qi took a short rest, ready to interrupt and return at any time, and climbed the second layer along the mountain road.

There was supposed to be a red mist shrouded in it, but it dissipated by now, and only a little remained in the unventilated areas surrounded by rocks.

Wearing the fast boots matched by the "Qingyuan Dao Robe", Meng Qi did not hurry forward.

He seemed to see a rock with the words "so it is" engraved on it, and he suddenly had an epiphany. "Dipping in cause and effect" is truly practiced, and after returning to his own world, he slashed the thunder god to death, and with the help of Yunhe Zhenren and immortal traces, he got the general outline of the god of Rulai. After years of understanding, he finally mastered a peerless palm technique that no one has mastered since the Middle Ages.

One palm covers the world, and I am the only one in the world!

The joy filled his heart, but Meng Qi frowned. This is very similar to the halluciation when he comprehended the "falling red dust", wait a minute, is there still Xiao Zi to send a newspaper, Xiao Sang Qu flattered?

None of the subsequent conjectures appeared. This made Meng Qi always have a sense of alienation, and he couldn't "enter the play" at all, let alone sink into the red dust, which was worse than the last hallucination, how could he deal with himself who was already on the scene and had just become an "immortal primordial appearance"?

Unconsciously, Meng Qi climbed the second layer of the mountain and saw a broken glass lamp.

"The thing in the array is broken again?" Meng Qi was slightly surprised.

However, I don't know how many years this strange place has existed, and it is not too strange that the items in the array eye are damaged.

He stopped, thinking back to the experience of the first and second layer peaks, and said thoughtfully: "The second layer formation is obviously 'falling red dust', from this point of view, isn't the first layer just broken and clean?"

"The biggest obsession in my heart is that Ananda's ghost lingers, and then involves many ancient powers, fighting poison with poison ......"

Thinking of this, Meng Qi subconsciously looked at the fifth layer, only to see that it was dark and dark, and from time to time there were bright stars passing by:

"Could it be that there is a formation arranged with the meaning of 'sticky cause and effect'?

He retracted his gaze, calmed his mood, and turned to look at the third layer.

There was black gas in front of him, the clouds were deep and he didn't know where to go, and on the fourth layer, there was a red lotus blooming with flame condensation.

"The array of attracting external demons, the array of accumulating karma?" Meng Qi frowned slightly, and said something, "If you can't control the evil demon in your heart before and let 'him' be a little 'independent', then the 'Breaking Purity' and 'Falling Red Dust' of the first and second layers can give him the 'nutrients' for his development and growth." ”

"Then, the 'outer demons' drawn out by the 'Outer Demons' can't be said to be the real 'self', evenly matched, difficult to defeat, but the more you fight, the more split, you will 'die' undoubtedly!"

"Perhaps because of this, the fourth form of 'attracting demons' precedes the third type of 'accumulating karma'. ”

After adjusting to the place, Meng Qi took a left sword and a right sword, and stepped into the swirling black qi.

............

Duan Rui glanced at the glass lamp that was burning like the green flames of thousands of lights, and turned his head with difficulty, and the anger in his heart grew.

Suddenly, he noticed that the rotation of the tortoiseshell had stopped, and the colorless and formless light had disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Duan Rui blurted out, whether it was the original Duan Rui or the evil demon Duan Rui, they were still young and vigorous and immature enough, in stark contrast to the silence of the pupilless old man and the middle-aged man in the wide robe next to him.

Wang Siyuan's right thumb kept pinching on the knuckles of the index, middle and ring fingers, and said indifferently: "The 'evil demon' in front can be passed without concealment. ”

"Demon, is there really a demon here?" Duan Rui said in surprise.

Wang Siyuan smiled incomprehensibly: "Bodhidharma Bodhisattva Fruit, touching the future Buddha Fruit, is the first person after the Middle Ages, but in his later years, a big demon suddenly popped out, and he fought with him to shatter the Pure Land, and it was finally eliminated, you say, where did this big demon come from?"

Duan Rui was speechless for a moment, only to feel that the black qi in front of him was full of extreme danger!

............

Immersed in black qi, Meng Qi faintly felt a little in the Nine Shades.

He had just taken seven steps, and the darkness parted in front of him, and a man slowly stepped out, dressed in a gray robe, with his hands folded. There is no hair on the head, no beard on the face, and an ancient countenance.

This monk had no intention of rotting, but his expression was distorted, his eyes were dark, and he pushed out with a palm towards Meng Qi!

This palm is sluggish, accompanied by a roaring sound, as if the mountain peak in front of the palm has collapsed, the river flows backwards, and even the void has a faint distortion. Circle Meng Qi in it!

There is nothing else miraculous except power and glowing dark gold!

"Mighty King Kong Palm!" Meng Qi was slightly surprised, but he didn't feel like it.

If it is a real powerful Vajra palm, with the power of this outer demon monk, there should be the appearance of Vajra floating behind him, and the light of the Buddha shining!

Meng Qi didn't dare to slack off, and directly slashed vertically, simple and bright, with purple electricity condensed on the tip of the knife.

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap. When spring came, the purple lightning exploded, shining brilliantly into the sky, blending with the explosion of the long knife itself. The black mist was split and the ground was shattered, and the destructive power was extremely amazing.

With the sound of thunder, the purple electric long knife slashed into the golden flesh palm.

Bang!

A visible shock wave erupted in all directions from the junction. Swept with a qiē.

Meng Qi's right hand trembled slightly, and the outer demon monk took a step back, and dark gold lit up all around him.

The power is unforgiving. Meng Qi's sword fired continuously, sometimes sinking into the thunder hell, sometimes the sun shining, sometimes the winter thunderbolt, sometimes the void birthday, without breathing, one move was as fast as a move, one move was stronger than the other, and the rumbling sound was constant.

Within a radius, purple thunder is all over the sky, teeth and claws, the dazzling sun is almost formed, and the glow is ten thousand ways!

The outer demon monk was dark and blonde all around, the trick was open, and his palms were clapped continuously, and each palm was accompanied by the sound of thunderbolts, crackling constantly, but he failed to hook the vision outside his body, and every time he received a knife or a sword, the gold was dimmed a little.

When the battle was in full swing, the outer demon monk had been forced to the edge of a cliff, Meng Qi shouted violently, slashed eight swords, and the purple thunder dragon was formed, connected to the last knife end to end, and fell like a wheel.

Thunder shook the sky!

Bang!

In the midst of the sound, the purple lightning was bright, and the outer demon monk was stunned on the spot.

Then, he split into two pieces, and the wound burst out with purple thunder, and then his whole body collapsed, turning into black qi and merging into the vicinity.

............

The black gas emptied, condensed into clouds, and swirled around them, and beneath their swirling cores stood a monk.

His face has a bit of the taste of the Southern Wilderness, wearing a string of dark Buddha beads around his neck, wearing a gray robe, stepping on mango shoes, his eyes are closed, his expression is hideous, and his appearance is extremely distorted.

Duan Rui saw that Wang Siyuan, Wang Dezhong, and Wang Bingning were like great enemies, and immediately became interested in this black qi illusion alien monk.

He looked carefully, and suddenly found that the monk's appearance was a little familiar, very similar to the arhat he worshipped at home back then.

"Dharma!" he said.

Looking at the other party's hideous expression again, his voice became low:

"Evil Dharma!"

The gray-robed monk smiled evilly, and gently brushed out the flower in his right hand.

............

After Meng Qi split the outer magic phantom, he was about to speed up his pace and leave here, if it weren't for the ban on Gao Fei near the mountain peak, he would have wanted to fly directly to the fifth layer.

At this moment, his steps stopped, his pupils contracted, and a figure was reflected!

This is an elegant middle-aged man, with black hair, no miscellaneous white, handsome facial features, and a kind of demon-like charm.

He is wearing a wide robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, standing with his hands in his hands, his posture is chic, revealing indescribable leisure, and he is looking up at the sky, as if thinking about the ultimate meaning of life and seeking the root of the avenue.

What made Meng Qi shake was not the appearance of this figure, it was not strange that any "external demons" appeared here, but that this extremely charming man was stepping on a glass lamp with his right foot, and then with a slight force, the lamp shattered.

This is exactly the same as the current situation of the second layer of the Eye Thing!

"Did he break the two formations of 'Falling Red Dust' and 'Breaking Purity'?" was recorded by the 'Sticky Outer Demon' formation and deduced into the 'Outer Demon'?"

"But since someone has come in, why hasn't the true meaning outside the door been lost?"

Meng Qi clenched the hilt of the sword, suppressed the thoughts in his head, and did not dare to slack off! (To be continued......)