In this moment of tranquility, Zhang Yuan was unconsciously immersed for a moment, and for a while his whole body was lazy, not wanting to do anything again, and he couldn't wait to sleep.

But the only reason left made him wake up immediately, and his mind sank as soon as his consciousness swept away.

In half a year, a Dao Ji Dan only turned out to be one-fifth of the Dragon Pill!

Will the remaining two be enough, and how long can the big array last?

It was too late to think about these problems, Zhang Yuan took another pill of his Transformation Dao Ji Dan, and after a cold period of comfort, the fading calamity fire was ignited again, and the burning pain struck again.

Survive in the dead, break the kettle, how can it be so easy!

Another three months passed, and half of the dragon pill was gone, as if there was a growth rate, Zhang Yuan didn't dare to slack off, and then took the third and last one......

"Life and Death...... Boulevard...... How fortunate am I?!"

He suddenly smiled strangely, and for a moment he felt that the taste of pain was also very strange.

......

Another three months passed.

Outside the Dufeng, within the big array, countless monks were using all their spells, bombarding and bombing, advancing layer by layer in the most stupid way, and it seemed that they were about to break to the last layer.

The elder of the palace family retreated with a sigh of relief, his face was tired, but his eyes were full of excitement, and he had long lost his original composure.

He found a big stone to meditate and pranayama, slowly recovering the depleted spiritual power in his body, and his heart was full of excitement: one more time, one more time can completely destroy this great array!

Originally, he thought that this formation could only be broken with a single hand, but after real contact, he knew that it was powerful, its killing intention was not revealed, its strange and unpredictable, he had never seen it in his life, and several attempts to destruct it were in vain, so he had to take the last resort, summoning hundreds of children of the clan to dig out the fundamental method to force forward layer by layer.

For this reason, it has caused considerable pressure among the clan. But at this point, he is no longer completely for Xuanyang Fruit, but for the secret of Zhang Yuan!

Whether it was this powerful formation or the incredible concealment method, it was not something that could be obtained by ordinary casual cultivation, if there was no adventure, he would never believe it!

Xie Ling'er on the side was blessed and said: "I will capture the thief in a while, and I hope that the old ancestor will ask him a few words, and then let it be disposed of." ”

Elder Gong glanced at her and said lightly, "What qualifications do you have to make requests to the old man?"

Xie Ling'er pursed her lips and said stubbornly: "If it weren't for the means of the juniors, you would ...... it." ”

The elder of the Gong clan chuckled, and his disdain was clearly revealed: "It's to ask about the whereabouts of your dead ghost brother, right? He stole the treasure of our clan, even if others don't kill him, the old man will kill him! In short, it's a death, is it meaningful to ask this?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Xie Ling'er again, and said: "For the sake of your small merits, you can be allowed to make the merit worthwhile, barely eliminate your brother's sins, and stop here to see what happened to that little thief! If you make noise again, the old man will send you to the Yellow Spring!"

These murderous words and unreserved spiritual pressure made Xie Ling'er, who had always been smart but rarely seen in the world, pale and trembling.

As soon as the words fell, a group of strange monks dressed in red, stepping on the cyan lotus platform, poured out from the mountains, and surrounded this single peak.

The palace patriarch's face was surprised, and he said in a deep voice: "Why did the masters come from?"

The first good-faced old monk with white eyebrows folded his hands, but his words were as sharp as a knife: "Where the donor came, I Pudu Cihang came because of it." ”

Hearing this, the elder of the palace family smiled and said without anger: "The old man is here for a thief who steals treasures. ”

The old monk smiled silently, and said kindly: "That poor monk is here for a good disciple." ”

"Is this person, the old man wants to kill him quickly!"

The old monk did not give in, and said: "Then please forgive the poor monk for helping!"

The elder of the palace family shrugged his eyebrows, and said calmly: "You Cihang Pudu wants to be the enemy of my palace family?"

The old monk no longer spoke, but lowered his head to chant the scriptures, and the surrounding monks whispered in response, and bursts of extremely sad and empty voices seemed to want to provoke negative emotions in the depths of people's hearts, making the palace elders' faces ugly for a while.

"Okay, well, I want to see if you evil monks can take this person away from the old man!"

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and was silent, and after a while, a young monk stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, is it worth making such a big move for the sake of a loose cultivator and the enemy of the palace family?"

"Chenhui, you don't understand. Do you know why my sect moved here thousands of miles away?"

"Isn't it to avoid the catastrophe and recuperate?" the young monk said in confusion.

"That's just a façade. The old monk closed his eyes and rubbed the round rosary in his hand, and the criss-crossed ravines on his face seemed to be profound, "You don't need to know so much else, you just need to understand that this is the result calculated by the twelve elders of my sect with the bodhicitta heart......"

"In this world, there is an opportunity for this sect to take off, but it is not found everywhere, and it is not known, but it is absolutely impossible for the bodhichitta to go wrong! ”

"Bodhi Heart?" the young monk gasped.

His family knows his own affairs, he knows that his own sect is good at divination, and this Bodhi heart, rumored to be the treasure left by the ancient world-honored one, a total of twelve, all counted, supporting the Cihang Sect through countless catastrophes, although countless times facing the danger of weakness, but successfully continued the inheritance to this day!

He immediately understood why the elites of the sect poured out of the nest during this operation. With one bodhichitta, there is one missing, and by the time of the last migration, only the last one remained......

How can you not hold on to the last hope in your hand?

At this moment, a long-dormant mutation, like the vitality that suppressed the whole winter, exploded with a spring thunder, and crashed into this world with an unstoppable momentum!

Everyone felt that the aura that was free from heaven and earth suddenly fluctuated violently, converging rapidly towards this place, and then, with the single peak in front of them as the center, a cold wind blew out in all directions, blowing over the mountains, across the grassland, across the ocean, and across the faces of everyone in the land of Great Wei.

Cumulus clouds, Huo Ran rolling, there seems to be an invisible tornado, from the top of Dufeng high roll, straight to the dome, quickly formed a cloud pillar through the sky, connecting the two ends of the cloud and the mountain.

The vision of this place is still visible thousands of miles away!

On the Star Peak, the Yuanying Ancestor and Xie Lingfeng were sitting opposite each other, as if they were carrying out some kind of secret method, and they were at a critical moment, but they were disturbed by this profound and grand earth breath, and the Yuanying Monk was suddenly distracted, and Xie Lingfeng, who was on the opposite side, took the opportunity to seize this opportunity and carry out the final Jedi counterattack......

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