Outside the underground caverns, in a swamp outside of an entrance,

An old monk in a robe, holding a tin staff, his white eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking in a certain direction below.

"It should be a battle, strange! Those two things should not have appeared yet. It's the Purple Pole Pill in the sub-tomb, it is said that it will not be like this, it is not strange! But these two juniors can really be taken seriously. Although it is said that the spiritual tide is about to rise, but in just over 20 years, there are so many unborn talents, it is really incredible——"

Silent walked aside, following the old monk's steps. But he said with a strange face: "Uncle Cifang, don't look for the tomb of Wang Zheng at this time, just stay outside, is it really okay?"

Hearing this, Na Ci Fang smiled dumbly, and tapped Shizun's head with the tin staff in his hand: "You say that my Buddhist family, even if I don't covet the position of the god emperor, and I have no intention of doing the things of the king, what is the use of asking for the throne of the Abi? It doesn't matter if there is more or less longevity. If the Universe Genesis really appears, you might as well fight for it. This book, even for me as a Buddhist, is very beneficial. Anything else, you don't have to—"

There was a soft 'huh' sound, and his face was confused. It seems to be strange, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dome Realm, since it is not for the Na Ah Nose Throne and the Purple Pole Pill, why did it bring so many initiates?

"My Buddhist family took root in the cloud realm after King Xiang's death. But by chance, I know some of the secrets of this person. ”

Na Cifang shook his head slightly, but he didn't explain in disbelief: "Although this person is dead, it is rumored that after he kissed his neck. But the corpse stood upright for nearly a month, and he was angry. The founder of the Han Dynasty couldn't bear to touch his body. Leave the remnants of his subordinates to collect his corpses. However, no matter where it is placed, it must be full of disasters and resentment. In the end, I had no choice but to bury this King Xiang in a blessed land that no one had in Yunmengze. ”

Listen quietly and quietly. These things have nothing to do with her, but they sound interesting.

But then he saw Ci Fang sigh. glanced around: "But after ten thousand years, you look here." The best tomb has become a fierce place again. The fog gathers, and the resentment is agitated. Plus that by the blood of the six royal families. The Throne of the Nose that was refined is really unreassuring!"

As he spoke, Ci Fang took out a golden pillar and thrust it heavily in the mud.

It is about 20 zhang long, and the surface is full of dense scriptures.

Mute just one glance. I know that what is painted on it is the Zhonga Han Great Demon Sutra, the Great Tibetan Vajra Demon Sutra, and the Dizang Sutra for superordinating. couldn't help but let out an 'ah' sound, and understood: "Uncle Shi is worried about the resurrection of that King Xiang?"

Nature is not a resurrection in the true sense of the word. Otherwise, you won't be able to use these two powerful demon slaying scriptures.

"It's not time yet!

Na Cifang looked helpless: "After King Chi, there are three invincible overlords in this world, Xiang Chu Overlord. Ran Wu Heavenly King. There is also a Lu Wushuang, all of whom are heroes, but they died miserably. None of them are worry-free characters!"

Speaking of this, Ci Fang asked with a smile: "It's Jingyin that you are here." And why? Could it be for the immeasurable light, the infinite darkness?"

Ciyin 'ah'. I don't want to lie and deceive, and I don't want to speak, so I can only be silent.

There are more than a dozen sects of Buddhism, and although they are still in harmony with each other, they also have competition. She didn't know whether she should talk about it in front of this old monk.

Na Cifang didn't care, and said in a 'hey' voice: "Don't worry! All the sects in this world are happy to see it come to fruition. Let me guess again, that Zhao Yanran, could it be that she is the person in your Pure Land Sect? This woman is not bad, but she is not a double-vein body. Is there any other benefit? It seems that he is practicing with the Seven Spirits Sect's Ding Furnace Yuan Fetal Method, so he enters the realm extremely quickly. However, it seems that the birth of the child has been reversed, and the more this woman benefits, the more difficult it will be to get out of the control of the person who performed the spell in the future-"...,

Ciyin was stunned for a moment, reversing the tripod fetus? She hadn't paid attention to it before. I only feel that Zhao Yanran's entry is indeed too fast. I remember that when I first saw it, I was only entering the seventh order, but now I have reached the peak level of the seventh order.

I thought that this Zhao Yanran was talented, but now I know that it was because of such a method similar to the Demon Dao.

If this is the case, then the one who is the 'ding' of the tripod must be the sect keeper.

Most of them used some methods to persecute Zhao Yanran-

Thinking of Kong Yao, who is still forcibly detained in Qiantian Mountain, Ciyin has already confirmed his own guess.

This guard was only because he was looking at people's beauty, so he first forcibly detained them, and then deliberately spread rumors to ruin people's reputation.

What kind of means does such a vicious person not come out? It is really hateful and annoying.

In this way, her first priority now is not to persuade Yanran to convert to Buddhism. It's about unraveling the relationship between the two first!

Thinking like this, he listened to the Ci Fang, but he smiled slightly: "But this time, Senior Linghai asked you to do half of this, and it was really a miscalculation." ”

Mute was stunned when he heard this. Immediately, his face was red again, and he knew the meaning of Cifang.

Linghai made her return to the vulgar, and her intentions really couldn't be told to others.

After knowing that this body has immeasurable light and endless darkness, this one is actually a woman. She was really relieved, and if she really wanted to do that kind of thing, she would be really ashamed.

At this time, Ci Fang suddenly let out a startled sigh and looked up at the sky.

As he looked at it, he saw a light and shadow above, suddenly descending. Like the fall of the stars, when it was three thousand feet, I finally saw clearly, it was a ball of sword light.

The sword is sharp to the extreme!

The layers of forbidden spirit patterns in that space continued to shine, and countless spiritual spells were triggered.

But it was forcibly broken by the sword light. The constant impact, the constant puncture, could not stop it for a moment.

Is this Zong Shou? and Zhao Yanran?

This thought only rose in his mind, and Jingyin only listened to the Ci Fang, and gasped.

"Strong! It's so strong! I don't think there is such a peerless overlord in this world! Could it be that this person is the Heavenly Demon King? I don't know why, so anxious?"

The gang rushed vigorously, and when it reached a hundred feet, he didn't even leave the entrance. Instead, he directly chose the direction of the previous Ci Fang and the direction that the spiritual power was abnormal. Directly fell down, and the mighty sword first shook the mud away. The stone layers below that had been firmly planted into the magic weapon were all smashed to pieces!

Then there was a bang, and Jingyin retreated more than ten steps in a row, and his face was extremely pale.

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The shadow of the knife passed, and the big black hand broke in an instant, and it still didn't stop. It seemed to cut through time and space and hit Wu Xuan directly.

That Wu Xuan was slightly startled, and suddenly a sense of shock hit his heart. Without hesitation, there was a roar, and the blood and qi rushed in an instant, and two fists were smashed. The Hell Fist Intent almost turned this tomb into a Senluo Hell!

Buddhism has the saying that the Buddha country is in the palm of his hand, but at this time, his fist also seems to contain a world of evil ghosts!

But I only heard the soft sound of 'Zheng', and almost everything was cut through the knife.

Those little stars, that roaring ghosts, are also easily cut off!

If you can cut through time and space, how can you not smash this little starry sky?

There were many ninth-order cultivators, and I saw that the figures of the two of them flickered. The knife and the fist, in the starlight in the sky, collided dozens of times in a row.

Under the agitation of the knife and fist, all the funeral things in the room are gone!

The corners of his lips tugged, and then silently, changing positions. Get closer to the weak water, lest this woman be affected by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the three of them. It's just that the body is even more swaying, and from time to time he coughs lightly .........,

It was only half a moment later that Wu Xuan finally retreated. But his face was extremely gloomy, his fists were still clenched, but he trembled slightly.

If you look closely, blood drip from the fist. On that bowl-like fist, countless blood marks were cut.

In the entire burial chamber, the more than 20 ninth-order monks who rushed here were all silent.

Everyone watched this scene in amazement. The Wuji real person is still in a trance,

And Yan Rui was also stunned.

Unity of Spirit and Martial Arts――

This Li Wuhui, although he can only achieve the most superficial level, may have just stepped into this door.

But it's really true, it's good to be a combination of spirit and martial arts!

The same thought flashed in their hearts, this Li Wuhui turned out to be so strong!

Resist this Wu Xuan and Xiaoxiang, and they can not fall behind in half an hour!

This is the Knife Monarch?

At this time, it was not only Wu Xuan, his expression was extremely ugly, and Xiao Xiangzi's eyes were also stunned.

Li Wuhui was already holding a knife in his hand and stood in place. Between the chest and abdomen, several places collapsed, and the left arm was even more bloody.

However, the right hand holding the knife is still stable, and the wound is constantly recovering.

"In the battle between Shangxiao Mountain and Zongshou, Li Wuhui has quite a comprehension. It's a pity that when it comes to four hundred and seventy-six swords, he doesn't dare to continue. ”

Speaking of this, Li Wuhui looked at the two of them with a smile again: "Could it be that the two of you still think that we are not worthy of the name? Be careful to provoke him, don't care what kind of Dao Sect Demon Sect you have, with one finger, you will pinch a few to death-"

The Wuji Daoist snorted coldly, concealing anger. Wu Xuan's gaze was also slightly cold.

"Hey, I underestimated you! But now, how long can you last longer, two hours, or three hours? If it will only anger me Wu Xuan. Then congratulations, you Li Wuhui has done it!"