Chapter 66: The Inheritance of Seven Killings (Part I)

"Breaking the Army God Mansion?"

Looking up at the four big characters of dragons flying and phoenix dancing, Liang Ming knew that he had reached his destination, and the secret hidden in the sheepskin map should be in this Broken Army God Mansion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Liang Ming did not rush in, but desperately suppressed the strong desire in his heart, since this is an ancient cave mansion, Liang Ming knows that everything must not be so simple.

After taking a few steps back, Liang Ming waved his fist, almost using thirty percent of his strength, and smashed it on the door of the Broken Army God Mansion.

Sure enough, as Liang Ming expected, when the strength of the fist was about to touch the gate, only a "hum" sound was heard, and a white light mask suddenly lit up, completely covering the entire Broken Army Divine Mansion in it, and Liang Ming's fist attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, silent, and it was impossible to shake the gate at all.

In addition, a terrifying aura emanated from the light mask, and turned into several white pillars of light, staggering towards Liang Ming, and the attack of each pillar of light was no worse than the attack of the Transformation Stage monk, which was extremely powerful.

"Ban! And a very powerful ban. ”

Liang Ming's face was cold, and he stepped on the snow cloud and mud step almost without thinking, and only then could he dodge the thunderous attack of the pillar of light.

It can be seen that in addition to having a defensive formation, the Broken Army Divine Mansion also has a ban on passive attacks, and the strong attack will definitely not be effective, so the only way to slowly figure it out is to find a way.

After making up his mind, Liang Ming was about to open the formation APP and break the formation ban of the Breaking Army God Mansion with his mobile phone, but found that the originally somewhat dim sheepskin map in his hand suddenly changed, emitting a dazzling light. Moreover, the entire sheepskin map was still uncontrollably rising from Liang Ming's hand, and slowly floated towards the gate of the Broken Military God Mansion.

Wherever the sheepskin map went, the prohibition of the Broken Army God's Mansion immediately changed, not only did they not attack the sheepskin map and Liang Ming, but the defensive light shield also appeared at the gate of the Broken Army God's Mansion as if it had been eroded open.

Liang Ming followed the sheepskin map, passed through the eroded defensive light shield, and came directly to the gate of the Broken Army God Mansion. At this time, the parchment map did not stop, but continued to float towards the towering gate.

"Ka ......" The gate of the Broken Army Divine Mansion, which seemed to be unchanged for eternity, actually opened slowly when the sheepskin map arrived, revealing another world.

Liang Ming's eyes flashed, and he almost didn't hesitate at all, and walked directly into the door. Immediately afterwards, I heard a "bang" behind me, and the door actually closed in an instant and closed tightly.

At this time, the sheepskin map was no longer floating in the air, but fell into Liang Ming's hand with a "snap", and suddenly, the light on the sheepskin map began to dissipate continuously, and finally dimmed, even the light that originally flickered on the map was also eclipsed, as if it had completed its mission.

At this time, Liang Ming had the opportunity to take a closer look at the Broken Army Divine Mansion and found that this Divine Mansion was not only magnificent on the surface, but also exactly the same inside, magnificent and magnificent, and it was completely a small world.

The vast dome is full of huge stars, which are exuding dazzling light, even brighter than the stars in the sky outside, plus there is a pair of sun and moon, I don't know what it is composed of, hanging high in the air, it is also so amazing and dazzling.

At Liang Ming's feet, there is an avenue made of heavenly stone and jade, which is paved with a carpet woven with Jinchao silk, dignified and luxurious, and has been extending into the distance. Even though I don't know how many years have passed, the top of the avenue is still clean and filthy.

At the end of the avenue, you can see the palaces one after another, standing under the dome, row upon row, under the illumination of the sun, moon and stars, it looks brilliant, gorgeous and abnormal, and even exudes bursts of fluctuations from time to time, and you can know at a glance that there are countless treasures hidden in it.

Walking along the avenue under his feet, Liang Ming was not hindered at all, and walked directly to the front of a large hall. Looking through the open door and looking at the empty hall, Liang Ming walked in almost without thinking.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Liang Ming immediately felt like a man's back, as if he was being targeted by someone, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately adjusted the state of the whole person to the extreme. But at this moment, the parchment map in his hand suddenly dissipated, turned into a cloud of light and mist, and rushed towards the wall in the middle of the main hall.

At this time, Liang Ming saw clearly that there was an ancient painting hanging in the middle of the wall, and there was an angry Taoist with his eyes slightly open, looking at him as if he were nothing. The eyes seem to be real and illusory, the gaze is flowing, as if it contains the heavenly palace, the fairy spirit is fluttering, eternal life, and it seems to reflect the endless sea of blood and hell, the bones of the dead, one by one can not be liberated.

Liang Ming was confused for a while, and almost fell into it in a trance, but fortunately, he was determined and bit the tip of his tongue in exchange for a trace of clarity. In an instant, I only felt as if I had turned around at a life-and-death juncture, and cold sweat soaked the back of my clothes.

At this moment, the mist of light and mist turned by the sheepskin map had all fallen on the ancient painting, and it was completely integrated into it, and there was no trace of its existence anymore.

Immediately afterwards, a Sen Ran voice suddenly sounded: "Not bad! You are very good! Your mind is like iron, you have achieved success in refining your body, and you are the most suitable for inheriting Yu's Seven Killing Divine Powers." ”

Before Liang Ming could react, a phantus flashed in the ancient painting, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Liang Ming. This figure looks very faint and ethereal, but the eyebrows, expression, and even bearing are exactly the same as the Taoists in the ancient paintings, especially the earth-shattering aura, if there is no coercion, it almost makes Liang Ming breathless, as if this figure stretches out a finger, or blows a breath, Liang Ming can be killed countless times.

In the face of increasing pressure, Liang Ming did not give in, but stubbornly raised his head, used the strength of his whole body, and resisted desperately.

In a short period of time, Liang Ming's seven orifices kept bleeding blood, and even the indestructible skin, muscles, and bones were slowly cracking. Even so, Liang Ming still didn't lower his arrogant head, just gritted his teeth and looked at the figure in front of him with a stubborn expression.

The Taoist did not stop because of this, but gently brushed it with his hand, and immediately there was an endless flow of air flowing between the entire hall, especially when it touched Liang Ming's body, it emitted bursts of sound. Immediately afterwards, blood flowers exploded from the surface of Liang Ming's skin.

Enduring the pain that was even more unbearable than just now, Liang Ming still didn't say a word, just bit his lip tightly, and let the blood slowly seep out from the corner of his mouth. His eyes, in addition to being still so stubborn, were also burning with monstrous battle intent.

"Very good!" The Daoist who had been transformed by the phantom seemed to be very satisfied with Liang Ming's performance, and he bowed his head slightly, and suddenly the surrounding confinement and coercion immediately turned into nothingness.

As if he had moved away dozens of mountains, Liang Ming instantly felt extremely relaxed, and the cracked skin, muscles, and bones of his whole body were almost recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the operation of the Prajna Immortality Sutra and the Nirvana Sutra. After a few breaths, it was already intact and even more refined.

Liang Ming's performance was completely unexpected by the Taoist, and the Taoist's eyes suddenly flashed, and there seemed to be a different look. After a long time, the Taoist slowly spoke: "Since you are destined to enter the Seven Killings Palace, are you willing to become Yu's disciple?"