"We have to find a way to do it, or we'll be consumed here alive. A big man with a face like gold paper said in a deep voice, his name is Chen Wuxin, and he is a Nirvana Realm martial artist of the Extreme Martial Dao Sect. Although Nirvana is less than a hundred years, it is strong in combat and is not inferior to some old Nirvana realms.

As soon as his words came out, everyone fell silent. Those ten-headed gods and demons are like a piece of rubber, they can't be broken, they can't be broken, they are extremely disgusting. Moreover, in this Great Mantuo Tibetan Realm Array, they can't replenish their vitality through the outside world, and sooner or later they will be dragged to death here.

Of course, they still have a method in their hearts, using this method will definitely allow them to break the boundary array and spread the news, but this method will harm themselves and benefit others, these martial artists have worked hard to cultivate to this realm, and no one is willing to use this method until they are forced to do so.

As long as someone is willing to burn their cultivation and turn it into a powerful blow, it is enough to blast the boundary array open, and then at the moment when the boundary array is broken, one person will be teleported, and the crisis here can be resolved. But the consequence of burning cultivation is that the martial artist lives and dies.

"Immeasurable World-Honored One, why don't you let the old man try it. As the small world formed by the joint efforts of several of them was shattered, an old monk with a thin body and extremely long eyebrows stood up, his hands folded in front of him, and his posture was peaceful.

This person's Dharma name is Yuande, and he is a master of the Discipline Institute of Qingjing Tianputuo Temple, and he is also the only Buddhist warrior among the people.

"Master Yuande, let's come on, my Blue Blood Pill Heart has not been able to break through, maybe I can take this opportunity to break through the barrier. A middle-aged man in a green shirt with an elegant face said.

"Wang Shouyu. Don't get involved in this matter as soon as you are poor, it's all because of me. If I had paid attention to that kid Cheng Daonan, I wouldn't have this now. Fu Yuan hurriedly grabbed this elegant middle-aged man. interrupted him.

"I heard that Yuya pays attention to sacrificing life for righteousness, raising Haoran righteousness in my heart, you are so obstructing my enlightenment, be careful that I and your Shifang Hall form an undying hatred. Wang Shouyu laughed out loud and said half-jokingly.

"Haha, it's a coincidence, my Shifang Hall is a battle, and this all-or-nothing bet may stimulate my potential. One level further, now you're blocking my way. Not to be outdone, Fu Yuan shot back.

"Don't argue, my Extreme Martial Dao Sect is good at physical cultivation, my physical potential is the most abundant, once it is stimulated, the probability of breaking the boundary array is the highest, let me come." Chen Wuxin made peace between the two, and responded to him. There are only two pairs of white eyes.

"Listen to me, if you want to say who will break the formation, you still have to make a move from my Liuhe Sect, no one knows. Our Heavenly Skill Technique and Formation Deduction are unparalleled in the world, and only I can find the node of this Boundary Array. Punch it out in one fell swoop. A beautiful woman smiled gently and said without humility.

"Angelica dahurica. Your Liuhe Sect's magic is powerful, but you have to say that you have supernatural powers. I still have to clear the door too much. We are the inheritance of the ancient Dao ancestors, and if we want to break the formation, I will not let it go. A young man was not happy, this man was dressed in gold, his face was handsome, and his face was arrogant. Don't look at him young, he is nearly a thousand years old.

Taiqingmen pays attention to quiet and inaction, but this Dongfang Xuan is an alternative, eating, drinking, and having fun, almost everything, and it is said that there are no less than ten Taoist companions. The strange thing is that his cultivation is growing slowly, so that the old antiques in Taiqingmen want to say something, but they can't say it.

In recent days, Dongfang Xuan is pursuing Yang Bai Zhi of the Liuhe Sect, although Yang Bai Zhi is about to leave him, but he is not tired of it and does not care.

"Dongfang Xuan, you want a hero to save the beauty, I don't want you to be happy, I've lived long enough, even if I don't die this time, I won't have a few years of hard work, it's better to let me get a reputation, and by the way, I will give you a favor, and help my juniors in the future." The person who spoke was an old man who was covered in twilight, his face was full of age spots, and he looked like he might fall at any time when he walked. But if you underestimate him because of this, then you don't know how you died.

This old man's name is Zhao Kongcheng, and he is a martial artist of the Immortal Dao Nirvana Realm. The path of immortality, what he is best at is cultivating the mind and cultivating qi, so everyone's lifespan is extremely long, although this old man is only the second stage of nirvana, the jade liquid realm. But the lifespan has almost reached 4,000 years, which is longer than many of the powers of the fifth and sixth stages of the Nirvana Mirror.

If a person lives for so long, he naturally has many hole cards, and once it breaks out, even the martial artists of the third stage of Nirvana will be afraid.

"I'll come, whoever stands in my way, kill. While everyone was arguing, a cold voice rang out. It was the Wushengmen martial artist who had never spoken, Shang Mingzi.

Shang Mingzi's white hair was neatly combed and tied on his head with a white hairpin. The body is also dressed in white, spotless and very clean. His eyes were also pale, and there were no black pupils, which made people feel frightened when they saw it.

The martial artists of the Wushengmen have a very heavy killing intent, and almost no one is willing to be their enemy, because once they are provoked, it will be a situation of endless death. However, there is one exception, and that is listening to the rain cliff.

Listening to the rain cliff is an outlier in Qingjingtian, the disciples in the door not only have to practice martial arts, but also read books to cultivate qi, it is said that the more books you read, the deeper your strength is.

It is rumored that 10,000 years ago, there was an ancestor in their sect who never liked to practice martial arts, but just concentrated on reading, and had been reading kung fu for a hundred years.

When everyone thought that he would turn into a pile of dust, this patriarch laughed a few times, the brilliance on his body rose to the sky, and the realm broke through one after another, and he became a martial artist of the Nirvana Mirror in only half a day.

Many disciples of his generation are still stumbling in the realm of evolution. Later, this patriarch founded many powerful supernatural powers, and was known as the Zhongxing Patriarch of Listening to the Rain Cliff.

As soon as Shang Mingzi's words came out, the others stopped talking, but Wang Shouyu was not happy. "The patriarch once said: Those who convince others with their strength are not convinced, and they are not able to support them. Those who convince people with virtue are happy and sincere in the center, you see that you rely on force and want me to give in, how can I be convinced in my heart......" Halfway through his words, he couldn't say any more. Because a great void dissociation technique turned into divine light, it had already reached his throat, and as long as he spit out one more word, it would be the end of his body in a different place.

Wang Shouyu's face was sad and indignant, most of the discord between them and Yuya and Wushengmen was because of this, it was really a show to meet the soldiers, and it was unreasonable. They advocate convincing people with virtue, while Wushengmen is based on killing, and they don't listen to your explanations at all. The two are contradictory in themselves, and they are naturally inherently mutually restrictive.

Shang Mingzi glanced at everyone, the cold color on his body became even heavier, and the originally white clothes had a tendency to transform into pale. Divine light burst out from his pores, and his essence condensed in an instant.

"You!" the others looked at Shang Mingzi and couldn't help but clench their fists. Although this person is not good at talking, he is a real warrior in the face of major rights and wrongs.

What is a warrior, with the spirit of courage and the heart of death. (To be continued.) )