The child, who was called the mountain god, looked up at the lamp above the heavenly dome, surrounded by the unchanging breath, but in these breaths, there was a lack of the spirituality of life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When he said that he still wanted it, the blood and qi flowing in Fu Tuwei's body flowed backwards, poured into the dantian sea, and was devoured by him.

Fu Tuwei's flesh was wrinkled, a sign that his blood was drying up, and his jet-black hair had turned gray, and the holes opened by the big black dog began to clog......

At the same time, that child's qi was soaring wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he was promoted from the early stage of the spirit realm to the peak of the spirit realm.

With such a speed of advancement, he also felt a trace of horror when he saw the extraordinary amount of money.

There is only a big black dog, with an arc that seems to be a smile but not a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there is endless sadness in his eyes.

"Little Father......

The child muttered, his face was serene, and slowly, slowly, the smile on his face disappeared, and the good thoughts flowing in his eyes gradually indulged, and the greatest evil in the world spread.

Cold, indifferent.

Now he is called a mountain ghost.

Spirits and ghosts...... A thought.

"Boy Su Er, I've seen two!" In the sea of dantian, Su Er's swelling qi suddenly stopped, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He was controlling his instincts, and although the feeling made him happy, it was in exchange for the vitality of Fu Tuwei, and he didn't want to.

That is, he knew that stopping his instinct at this moment meant losing something, it was an incomparably powerful force, but he didn't want to.

Looking at Su Er, who was forced to instinctively, the big black dog seemed to see that person again, maybe it was just an illusion.

"Yu Throwing a thousand gold has seen Brother Dao!"

The big black dog took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Mountain evil, I've seen Brother Dao!"

Mountain Evil!

Yu Throwing a thousand dollars glanced at the big black dog, and it was only at this time that he knew the real name of the big black dog, Mountain Evil, this name is not something that ordinary life can bear, and the big black dog has not been killed in this name for so many years, which shows that his life is extraordinary.

In the mountain realm, anyone with a mountain in their name is very bearable, just like the Korean realm, the younger generation only has nine mountains!

However, mountains are not the same as mountains.

Just like him, he can bear this name only by transporting the town mountain.

And the big black dog is to fight evil with mountains, such a life...... Unspeakable.

Mountain Evil!

Evil in the world with mountains!

It turns out that this is the big black dog!

Yu Throwing a Thousand Dollars took a deep breath, and now he only had one sentence in his heart: It's really a dog, who can tell him, how can a dog who bears this name become such a ruffian? Digging people's ancestral graves all day long......

In the dantian world, Su Er glanced at this world indifferently, hugged his fists and said, "Please two of you to die!"

Death to both, please!

In that indifferent voice, there was no killing intent, like a light breeze.

When the sound falls.

He disappeared into the dantian world.

The next moment, he appeared in front of a man and a dog.

The little white hand waved down at the face where the rest of the money was thrown.

Syllable!

What a resounding slap in the face.

Yu threw a thousand gold's body and flew out, and his face was swollen.

Hitting someone doesn't hit the face......

Hehe.

The big black dog shrunk his neck, and his body slowly retreated into the corner, and the guy went crazy, and he was afraid.

"Damn!"

Yu threw a thousand dollars and roared, and his black hair was excited.

He was furious.

The resentment, guilt, murder, and dazedness that had been accumulated for several days all erupted with this roar, and the black pupils were instantly filled with blood red, and the evil aura was monstrous.

He needs to vent, he wants to kill.

......

......

The breeze was gentle, and the biting cold air penetrated through his limbs and soaked into Tai'a's body, and his hands and feet became a little numb.

Feeling that it was not his own hand, he could only climb up inch by inch, and the qi and blood in his body agitated, firmly wrapping Nian Chu, and now such a cold air could make her stop breathing a little bit.

It's too cold.

There is a white mist all around the body, and the visibility is only two or three zhang away, even if it is spread out with divine thoughts, it is only ten zhang square.

I don't know how high the holy mountain is, I can't see the end at a glance, I can only see a flash of white.

The cold, the unchanging sight, and the constant damage to the soul all the time make people desperate and make people want to give up.

The power of the prison god shrouded in the heart makes people feel more and more insignificant, like ants.

When climbing the mountain retrograde, the divine power becomes more and more vast and endless, sweeping like a tide, slapping on the soul of a person.

The pain is indescribable.

The coercion shocks the soul, and the stronger the creatures who climb the mountain, the greater the divine power they can bear.

Moreover, Tai'a is not only under the coercion of him alone, if there is a human race master present, he must be able to see the spiritual will that envelops Nian Chu's body.

The cold wind howled, like a cold knife, striking those detached spiritual wills, splashing sparks and scarring.

With the cold air of this place, how can the power of qi and blood protect her? Only the will can build an impervious boundary, isolate this terrible cold air, and not hurt her in the slightest.

At this moment, in the world of Tai'a Zuting, the cold air is like a tide, overwhelming. The seven-foot earth soul was condensed, and the heavenly dome of the ancestral court world rose and fell, trembling in the cold air, and the qi became sluggish.

Zheng!

There was a sword groan, and the soul of the earth became transparent at this moment, and a golden sword shadow appeared in the soul body.

The shadow of the sword is a little illusory, but on it, there is an incomparable coercion, profound, and vast.

The next moment, the shadow of the sword was glowing.

The golden sword light illuminates Tai'a's soul.

Thundered!

At the same time, the cold air that permeated the world of the Ancestral Court swept towards the soul body that had become golden and shining.

The cold air condenses into water, and a frenzy is born.

The icy cold liquid drowned Tai'a, and his soul trembled, but he no longer languished, but became energetic, and his qi was round and tight.

That sword shadow was actually devouring the cold qi under the Light King's cloth to make up for the consumption of the soul body, and as time passed, the soul body was gradually getting bigger and taller!Eight feet...... Eight feet six inches...... Nine-foot ...... 9 feet 7 inches......

But with a cup of tea, the earth soul is nine feet nine inches and nine minutes high!

This is the limit of the Earth Soul!

Add one more point, and it's the Heavenly Soul!

However, for such a soul, the golden sword shadow flashed a trace of unpleasantness, and in an instant, the sword shadow shook lightly, and wisps of sword light spread out, swimming in the soul body, those paths were mysterious and obscure, and the mystery was incomparable.

As the sword light flowed, wisps of filthy black qi emerged from the soul body and dispersed into the high liquid.

At the same time, the soul body is shrinking, nine feet eight...... Nine-foot-two...... Nine-foot ......

Still shrinking, eight feet ...... Seven Feet ...... Six Feet ...... Five-foot ...... Four-foot ...... One foot!

It wasn't until a foot that this change stopped, and at the same time, the soul body condensed as it was, and although its face was a little blurry, it finally formed an entity.

This is a kind of change that the earth soul needs to go through to the heavenly soul, and when the mountain realm monk advances in the soul, he will compress his soul body to the limit, and then choose a qualitative change, otherwise, the foundation will be unstable, and the future achievement will be a big deal.

The clumsy peak master of the year, Shou Yuan is approaching, as long as the breakthrough becomes more than a few thousand years of Shou Yuan, in the world, it is not that he can't break through, but he doesn't want to be like ordinary people, just for Shou Yuan, and then work.

For the human race, the condensation of the soul body may be due to the lack of exercises, or the lack of too much soul energy...... For many reasons, people's souls are lower than their own realm.

Moreover, the foundation is unstable, and the road in the future will be more bumpy and tortuous, and there is no way forward.

The cold air from the outside world hit, but it was no longer a scourge to the soul body, but nourishment, and Tai'a's soul body was in a cycle of expansion and condensation.

The innate sword qi in his body was still vibrating, and the silent qi and blood were gradually boiling, and the numb limbs began to regain their senses.

"Uh-"

Tai'a frowned slightly and stopped climbing.

Having just regained consciousness, it made his grip on his hands rusty, and in this place, such negligence would have killed them.

Looking down at the vast white mist below, Tai'a closed her eyes and began to rest.