The old capital of Korea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After that great battle, millions of monks in the city were killed, and endless resentment filled the ruined capital.

Perhaps after many years, this place will become an ancient battlefield, with heroic spirits roaming the streets.

The old capital is shrouded in black mist all day long, this is the manifestation of boundless evil qi, and the terrifying evil qi makes the power of the law realm dare not enter easily, for fear of being stained with the cause and effect of Han Tianchao.

Now, in the old capital of Pingyang, where all the cultivation has been avoided, a thin girl looks lonely and walks aimlessly.

Looking at the prosperous Pingyang City to become what it is today, you can imagine how tragic the war was.

She walked through all the places and finally stopped in front of Pingyang Palace.

"Father, is this why you want to cut ties with me?"

"But I don't want that—"

"Big brother is being hunted down now, and I'm going to find him. ”

Standing in front of Pingyang Palace, Han Zhu sobbed and said, the majestic and splendid palace of the past has collapsed, and the rich evil qi cannot be resisted even by the power of the Law Realm.

Millions of monks have fallen, and the imperial capital has been banned, turning this city into a forbidden place.

Only the Han Zhu of the Han Emperor's bloodline can set foot safely.

"Just let me use this city to gather Dao soldiers—"

The girl smiled, her eyes slightly closed.

Rumble!

A terrifying aura erupted from her body, stirring up boundless black clouds, and a shrunken Pingyang City appeared behind her, a bloodstained hall, collapsed houses, messy fences, and a moat of floating corpses......

All appeared clearly behind her.

This is her vision, this is her Taoist god form.

Kiss.

Like water foam, it's business as usual.

She was gone, as if she had never been.

After half a pillar of incense, a figure shrouded in golden light appeared where the girl was standing, looking at the puddle of water, the figure sighed, and then dissipated. It's just a wisp of thought.

"What a six-fold mountain top, mirrors, flowers and moons, a blend of virtual and real——"

After the thoughts dissipated.

There are a pair of eyes underground, glittering with murderous intent. A dragon like an ink god, hovering over its body, this is the dragon of luck of the Han Heavenly Dynasty.

......

......

Taean Castle is a small city in the south of Hanyang County.

On this day, a young man in cloth, a monk in Tsing Yi, walked into this city.

The boy is not smiling, and people dare not get close.

The monk Yushu is in the wind, the green clothes are fluttering, and the smile that appears at the corner of his mouth makes people forget their sorrows unconsciously.

I really don't know how these two got together?

"Donor, now it's less than 10,000 miles away from that city—"

"I know. ”

"What the little monk means is that we really want to go in? It can be said to be a hell now!"

"You can not go. ”

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

“......”

"Shall we go to the Sky Tower?"

"Not bad. ”

"Are you also interested in the Dharma Breaking Bead and the Heavenly Vine, if so, you don't have to, enter my Buddha Gate, and the Dharma Realm is worry-free——"

“......”

Fu Tu was fearless and paused, his brows furrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, calmed the restlessness in his heart, he almost lost his cool because of this monk.

"Just sharpen your Dao heart!"

Futu walked fearlessly towards the heavenly tower of this city.

There was the news he needed.

But it's better not to hear from her.

Because without her news, it is the best news for him.

An hour later, outside the city of Taean.

Fu Tu Fearless turned to look at the city, and sighed inwardly, he was still disappointed after all.

Three days ago, someone saw a figure in the outer city of Pingyang City.

Today, the man's identity has been confirmed.

Han Zhu, the king of Pingyang abolished county!

"You showed up anyway. Fu Tu sighed fearlessly.

"Oh, who's there?" said the dustless monk looked over.

Fu Tu stared at him fearlessly, his face expressionless.

Monk Wuchen waved his hand casually, and said angrily: "Okay, isn't it just a deposed Pingyang County King, what's the big deal!

Futu frowned fearlessly, he knew that he was careless, although when he saw the news of Xiao Qi, his expression only changed slightly for a moment, but he would definitely be seen by someone with a heart.

"Let's go!"

With a fearless squeak, Futu rose into the air and swept into the distance.

The dustless monk looked at Tai'an City behind him, smiled meaningfully, and followed.

Half an hour later, on an unnamed mountain.

The two of them broke through the air and stopped, his expression was gloomy, looking around, and there was a bad aura in his heart.

"I'm in the line—"

The dustless monk said with a smile, and when his voice fell, figures rose from the ground, and mysterious laws evolved and intertwined into a formation.

Looking at the leader, Futu fearlessly said in a deep voice: "I don't want to kill!"

"I don't want to kill either-"

The man said in a deep voice, looking at Futu Fearless playfully, and laughing loudly: "Interesting, interesting! So self-proclaimed Shanli, come with me—haha." ”

It's a sneer, it's a sneer.

In his eyes, the words of Fu Tu Fearless were a joke.

Everyone laughed as if it were the funniest joke ever made.

The monk didn't smile, he closed his eyes slightly, and recited in a low voice: "Amitabha-"

Belch?!

There was a strange noise, and everyone seemed to be choked by the throat, and it was difficult to breathe-

The boy appeared in front of a companion, grabbed him by the throat with one hand, and with a click, a mountain was shattered.

Some people couldn't believe it, they looked at the monk's side, and the figure of the young man was slowly fading and dissipating in their eyes.

This is an afterimage!

"Damn!"

The leader was angry, and the momentum of swallowing the mountain burst out, he raised his hand and pressed it down.

Boom!

The qi is stagnant, as if there is no time in this space, and everything is shackled.

"It's just a shocking mountain, and you dare to kill in front of the old man—"

The leader scoffed, but before he had finished speaking, he could not speak any more.

The imprisoned young man's body trembled, and in an instant he killed everyone he had brought.

I don't distinguish between his powerful enemies, but he has no effect on that man—

"Amitabha!"

The dustless monk's eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't want to see this human killing.

The old man who swallowed the mountain overestimated himself too much and underestimated this son, otherwise it would not have led to such a point, dozens of mountain-shaking people, and they fell in a few breaths.

"You-"

The leader's eyes shrank, and the murderous opportunity burst out.

"I really can't keep you!"

The old man muttered, he stepped out, trembling slightly, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Fu Tu Fearless, with a little index finger.

While!

Futu fearlessly clenched his fists, blasted out at will, and when his fists and fingers met, he burst out with the sound of gold and stone.

"Huh?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, and a hint of color flashed in his eyes.

"But it's not enough!

The old man's heart was lightly snorted, and in an instant, a sinking wood aura filled the right arm of Fu Tu Fearless, and it suddenly exploded.

"How is that possible?"

The old man galloped back, his eyes full of disbelief and astonishment.

The right arm that should have been blown up was fine, and the divine power on the top of the five-fold mountain in the clan only annihilated one of the sleeves of this son's clothes......

Although his supernatural powers have only been enlightened to the bottom of the Fivefold Mountain, he is not something that a monk of the Fourth Realm can resist!

Who is he?!

The old man roared inwardly, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

He was scurrying back, then turning, fleeing frantically, not daring to face the cloth-clad boy again.

Futu Wudaunt frowned slightly, he didn't pursue, he looked at his right hand without sleeves, his eyes were obscure-

"Why don't you kill him?

The dustless monk walked up to the young man and said.

His Buddha clothes are raised, dignified and imposing, and all living beings are purified.

But his words were like demons.