The Holy Mountain has a long history and can be said to have weathered the storm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every war between the human race and the demon race has the existence of the holy mountain, although the reputation is not obvious, but in the world that is not known to ordinary people, the Anyang holy mountain is the existence of the Optimus Pillar.

As one of the few super forces on the Tianshu Star, the Holy Mountain naturally has a strong foundation, and no one knows how many hole cards the Holy Mountain has after tens of thousands of years of accumulation.

The Return to the Returning Building is an unknown subsidiary existence of the Holy Mountain.

No one could have imagined that this third-party organization, which was known for providing top-notch cultivation facilities, would be subordinate to the Holy Mountain.

The old man in purple robe in front of Jiang Cheng was the owner of the returning building in Xiling Pass.

These days, in Xiling Pass, it is precisely because of the cover of this Qingyun Mansion Lord that he can cultivate here without any scruples.

The news of the Black Dragon King's altar was stirred up in Jiang Cheng's heart, and he quickly calmed down.

His eyes were calm, and he muttered, "Where?"

The master of Qingyun Mansion is a cultivator in the middle of the divine transformation, and he can also be called a figure in Xiling Pass, but the situation is urgent, and now he sees that Jiang Cheng's face is calm, and the restlessness in his heart is quickly calmed down.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he said, "Right in the Abyss of Death, we were one of the first to get the news, but it shouldn't be long before this news spreads throughout the Dutian Mountain Range. ”

Although the Holy Mountain is not visible to the world, it can still exist after several storms, and the efficiency of the information channels it has is naturally not low.

And before that, Jiang Cheng had specially instructed him, so he naturally paid special attention to the news in this regard.

No matter what the Qingyun Mansion Lord thinks of Jiang Cheng at the moment, when Jiang Cheng took out the token of the Ninth Venerable, his request, returning to the Lou must have to think a little more.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Cheng's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he quickly made a decision.

"Prepare me the fastest flying boat, and I'm going to the Abyss of Death now. ”

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the Qingyun Mansion Lord, and then he said in a deep voice: "Do you want to send a few people to go with you?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "No need, although my situation is not good at the moment, before I find out my details, no one should secretly attack me, even if I encounter irresistible forces, I have my own way to get out." ”

The lord of Qingyun Mansion glanced at Jiang Cheng meaningfully, answered, and then turned around to prepare.

A quarter of an hour later, a black shuttle-shaped flying boat soared into the sky from the towering tower.

As soon as the flying boat flew into the sky, I saw a flash of spiritual light on the flying boat, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Neither the naked eye nor the divine sense could detect the shadow of this flying boat.

In Xiling Pass, except for a few people, no one could detect this abnormal movement.

............

In the abyss of death, a black mist loomed in the gray sky.

The mist took the shape of a dragon, hovering over the abyss of death, emitting an eerie aura.

A hundred miles away in the abyss of death, several huge flying ships floated among the clouds.

These flying boats have different styles, with the shape of a building boat and the shape of a flying sword.

The huge body is dozens of zhang long, just like a mountain levitating.

On the ground, there were also a large number of cultivators, either in twos or threes, alone, or in groups.

In the past, the abyss of death where birds did not lay eggs, on this day, with the mutation, more and more people began to gather.

And as time goes on, the number of people on the scene continues to increase.

"What's going on? How long has it been, and how have so many people come?"

"It's not right, someone is fueling it. ”

"The people from the Temple of the God of War have already arrived, and the people from the Xuanyuan Legion have also arrived, as soon as these people arrive, what else will happen to us?"

"What are you afraid of, so many people gather together, and you are afraid that they will not be able to clear the scene? We are not soft persimmons!"

"The abyss of death suddenly appeared such a big movement today, I don't know what happened inside, in case something happens, I hope that a few Taoist friends can be united. ”

"It's easy to say, we have known each other for so many years, and who doesn't know anyone. ”

In the sky, from time to time, there are streamers flickering, some people driving flying swords, some people riding flying boats, looking down in the sky, the black figures on the ground, a little bit, converge into a group, and then converge into a large group.

In the gray clouds, the black flying boat where Jiang Cheng is located looms.

Inside the flying boat, Jiang Cheng used an extremely sophisticated soul exploration array to take in all the movements on the ground and in the air one by one.

"Can't go any further!"

"There's a great danger hidden in front of here, and let's see what happens next. “

All those who came to the scene gathered a hundred miles away in the abyss of death.

Whether in the air or on the ground, there seems to be an invisible line that divides these hundred miles into two worlds.

"Why don't you keep going?"

Most of the cultivators who were able to come to the Abyss of Death were not ordinary people, and when they saw that many of them had stopped here, they all stopped and probed for abnormalities.

But I saw that at the front of everyone, there was a group of black-robed monks standing.

In front of them, some Diram were being driven forward and running.

The Diluo Beast is a three-grade demon beast, the strength is not weak, the personality is relatively docile, and the sense of danger is extremely sensitive.

There were dozens of Diluo beasts in this large herd, their eyes were red, and the aura on the demon's body was scattered, as if they were stimulated by some kind of secret method.

However, after these Diluo beasts had run for a distance, these demon beasts stopped in unison.

They moved in unison, struggling and roaring, unwilling to move forward, no matter how much the black-robed monks tried to drive them away.

It was as if the god of death was in the way ahead.

"Still no! Do you want someone to find a way out?"

A black-robed monk glanced behind him with a gloomy gaze and said in a gloomy tone.

Another black-robed monk snorted coldly, "The people from the God of War Temple are staring, I have already led someone to clear the field." ”

"Who doesn't know what virtues are in the Temple of the God of War, hypocrisy and hypocrisy, it's not waiting for us to find out the way. ”

"The matter of the Black Dragon King's altar is very important, and it doesn't even take a little risk, what can it do?"

A black-robed monk smiled grimly, his hand gently grabbed back, and a powerful suction force suddenly appeared.

A monk who couldn't dodge the Detachment Realm was suddenly sucked by this suction, and no matter how much the monk struggled, he couldn't ask for it.

The black-robed monk's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand forward slightly, and suddenly the reborn monk was thrown out like a cannonball.

A parabola, extending from the spot to dozens of zhang away, the landing point is impressively in front of the Diluo beast.

With a bang, the Rebirth Realm monk fell to the ground.

He struggled to stand up, but in just a moment's time, a gray light quickly spread to him.

Silently, first the clothes, then the skin, the muscles, the internal organs, the bones, layer after layer, each flicker of gray light would take something away from the body of the monk of the rebirth realm.

These things melted like snow and water under the action of gray light, and were reduced to nothing.

In the time of three breaths, under the effect of the gray light, all traces of his existence disappeared.

This monk is in his thirties, although the cultivation of the rebirth realm is not strong, but it is not weak, and the black-robed monk actually controlled this monk to such a point as soon as he grabbed it.

Its cultivation is so high that its magical powers are weird, which makes the monks in the back tremble.

But what was even more frightening was the eerie gray light.