Relentless mountains, bumpy climbing. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info in front of Jun Qinghan, it is a road made of blood, and on both sides of the road, there are dry bones, begging for the sky, like withered mandala flowers.

On the top of the mountain, there are immortals!

The old man who was about to die was struggling to climb on top of the bronze giant mountain, and the top of the bronze giant mountain with scarlet eyes was surging with hatred.

Immortals have no way, fooling ordinary people, and millions of people are struggling to seek immortals. But...... But he will never be able to knock on the door of becoming an immortal. Immortal Dao, Immortal Dao, the immortals are dead, how to come to the Immortal Dao!

Immortal?

The world is beautiful, where does the immortal come from!

When millions of heavenly immortals are extinct, this vast immortal path is already extinct. It's hateful, the red dust ants, but they are still immersed in the legend of the immortals, thousands of years, the immortals are dead, and the power of worship is still eternal.

Once seek immortals, be imprisoned for life!

For the sake of immortals, how many monks are cocooned and trapped in this small immortal gate. This dry bones all over the mountains are the best witness.

Bronze mountain, wind, frost, rain and snow!

The withered body was dragged by the wood, and he climbed the towering mountain, an inch ...... Two-inch ...... The body moves upwards like an ant, humble and weak.

However, in the eyes of the old man, the hatred gradually increased!

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The years passed, and the white horse passed by. On the top of the merciless bronze mountain, a pale roar sounded, like the roar of the devil of hell, shaking the heavens and the earth.

On the top of the bronze giant mountain, there was an old man in a black robe, gasping for his last breath, but his eyes were becoming more and more crazy.

"Hahaha...... What about immortals?"

The black-robed old man struggled to stand up, his frost-white hair flying, and he laughed maniacally, "On the top of the mountain, there are immortals! ha...... I'm here, Jun Qinghan is here, Demon Dao Jun Qinghan is here, where is the immortal?"

In the west wind, the robe is flying.

On the top of the mountain, the dead silence is desolate, the space is incomparable, and the old man with a rickety body looks at the four directions, as cold as a knife. On the top of Huanghuang Mountain, there are no immortals and no demons, only piles of dry bones!

They...... All climbed to the top of the mountain!

However, from beginning to end, they probably did not see the immortals on the top of the mountain, and they were always isolated from the ruthless immortal gate.

On the top of the mountain, there are immortals!

On the top of the mountain, there are immortals!

On the top of the mountain, there are immortals!

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On the top of the mountain, the old man laughed wildly, and his hoarse voice was full of ridicule and disdain, "Fortunately, I became a demon and gave up the immortal way;

On the top of the mountain, there are no immortals!

Dry palms, thumping on his chest, laughing wildly, "Today, he unveiled the mask of the immortals, like snow and dust, extremely dirty!"

"Kuku!"

Jun Qinghan's hands were sonorous, looking at the mirror on the soles of his feet, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Ah...... Why?" On the top of the mountain, Jun Qinghan roared wildly, looking at the face reflected on the mirror at the bottom of his feet, he suddenly felt a trace of panic, "Why is this......? I was wrong!"

When he saw his face on the top of the mountain, he understood.

On the top of the mountain, there are immortals?!

And that immortal is himself. It can only be seen whether the person who seeks immortals can realize it. The immortal is oneself! The enlightened one knocks on the door of the immortal world; and those who do not realize it for the rest of their lives will die for the rest of their lives.

"There are immortals, why are there immortals?"

Stepping on the bronze mirror with both fists, Jun Qinghan pondered bitterly, "There are immortals on the top of the mountain, so what is the devil?"

On the top of the ice and snow mountain, the sharp eyes of the black-robed old man gradually became confused and confused, sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and closed his eyes in confusion and pain.

Demon?

Immortal?

Demon?

Immortal?

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If the old monk settled, Jun Qinghan's mouth kept chanting the words "immortal" and "demon", the wrinkles on his brows became tighter and tighter, and he was on the top of the cold mountain, and his whole body was full of sweat.

The years have been devastated, and I don't know how many springs and autumns have passed.

The ancient Buddha on the bronze mountain passed by with only his last breath left.

Direct sales for a while, this decaying ancient Buddha will pass away and die in Huangquan. The proud son of the sky who was dominant back then only had a long time, and only half of the dry bones remained.

After 10,000 years, it is a pinch of loess.

The ancient Buddha's dry palm trembled slightly. The breath that is about to die meets the spring of life. The power of life is gradually recovering.

After a long time, the ancient Buddha opened his eyes, revealing an endless and magnificent murderous aura under his eyes, and his whole body was full of monstrous demonic aura. The original vicissitudes of life are rejuvenated in an instant.

The frost-white hair gradually turned into inky green silk, leaving only the two sideburns white.

On the top of the mountain, the ancient Buddha who sits withered sits and turns into an ancient demon!

The black-robed young man stood up, his bones clanging. The robe waved, his eyes were fierce, murderous, looking at the piles of dry bones on the top of the mountain, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of contempt:

There is no way to seek immortals, and become a demon!

Hundreds of millions of people, in order to seek the immortal gate, painstakingly explored, but in the end it was a peerless powerhouse with broken wings. Burn all the karma, survive the calamities, and be merciful to the world, before you can become an immortal. Therefore, there is no way to seek immortals.

Becoming a demon is only in one thought, as long as there is no anger in the heart, there is a killing thought in the heart. You can fall into the devil's path and kill the world with a sword.

Demons, cultivating a crazy and unruly heart, cultivating the supreme way of killing, my life is up to me, acting perversely, who cares about the words of others; I do my own thing, kill my reputation, and others do not want to speak.

My life is up to me, I don't seek immortals, all kinds of karma, kill and kill!

This is the devil!

On the top of the bronze giant mountain, Jun Qinghan raised his hands to the sky and laughed maniacally, "Demon, my Jun Qinghan is a demon." I will use my soldiers to destroy the world, and I will use my heart to fight against the chaos!"

Suddenly, on the top of the bronze giant mountain, the wind and clouds surged, sweeping the entire rusty bronze territory.

On the top of the mountain, an ancient giant array appeared!

The light shining in the blue sky, surging under the Nine Heavens Dome, the endless mystical power, filling the void. The giant array moved, connecting the 100,000 stars of heaven and earth, surging monstrous demonic energy.

"Hahaha...... Ou woo...... ......"

In the majestic and magnificent array, the roar of the devil sounded, filled with endless desolate cheers.

Jun Qinghan's body shook, and he felt an infinite terrifying aura, coming towards him, instantly pulling himself into the big array, unable to resist at all, just like duckweed in the stormy waves.

"Stomp!"

In the Eternal Bronze Realm, a loud bang rang out. Like a hundred thousand devils roaring in unison, it triggered the ancient war song and implicated the 100,000 divine thunder above the heavenly firmament.

Bronze Domain, panic and tremble!

On the bronze mountain, the giant array disappeared between heaven and earth with a roar.

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With a "bang", Jun Qinghan's whole person was thrown to the ground, and the bronze earth under his feet shook loudly. Jun Qinghan's whole body is indeed like bones falling apart.

His brows furrowed slightly, Jun Qinghan's heart tightened, and he felt that his surroundings were full of murderous intent.

"Ahh

Jun let out a long cry of pain, and stood up from the ground with difficulty, feeling a trace of fear at the unfamiliar environment, and the top of his head was like pressing down a hundred thousand giant mountains. Even standing up and straightening your back is a luxury.

After a long time, Jun Qinghan was bleeding all over his body, and finally stood up and let out a beastly roar.

When he raised his head and looked at the environment in all directions, Jun Qinghan was completely shocked:

In front of the black-robed young man was a vast bronze territory, and the stains of patina on it had long been soaked in blood. In and out, it is a red and bloody earth.

Jun Qinghan's eyes were shocked, and he suddenly turned around, and his fists clenched bitterly:

A magnificent palace that stands between the misty world and the world. Looking up, you can't see the top, it is more than ten times higher than the Wanren Peak of the Qinglian Continent, and the territory where it is located is comparable to the boundless sea of suffering.

The whole hall is made of ancient bronze.

The mottled rust seems to be carved on the bronze hall, which is terrifying and terrifying.

The palace is pale and yellow, after ancient times, just like the chalk of the flood and desolation that the world has just opened, where is the creeping, sleeping for hundreds of millions of years, guarding the vast ancient world. With a long roar, the creeping beast seemed to open its scarlet blood pupils.

- Dao!

On the plaque of the temple, the golden characters are full of endless mysteries. Jun Qinghan looked at it, his qi and blood reversed, his seven orifices overflowed blood, and he muttered in his mouth: Dao! Dao!

Bronze giant hall, outside the quaint bronze door, dozens of old men prostrate on the ground, knocking on the giant door, wanting to knock on the door, it seems that behind the door, is the way to become immortals.

The palace is magnificent, the sound of ancient times resounds, and the door of the bronze giant hall slowly opens......