"...... Uproar"

Heavy rain poured down.

Everywhere Chen Jing passed, the spiritual power seemed to be chaotic, but there was an inexplicable harmony, forming a whole with Chen Jing, the big red shrimp, and the shells, they were like the wind and spiritual power in it, the dark clouds and rain in it, the lightning and the thunder.

Chen Jing's heart is like a mirror, reflecting everything in Zhou Tian in his heart, the chaotic and wild wind and violent thunder reflect clear scratches in his heart, it seems to be chaotic, but nothing can be imprinted.

Roaring all the way, along the Jing River to Kunlun.

When the sky was completely dark, a clear moon appeared in the sky, which was already broken, and covered Kunlun according to the black clouds.

There was a Taoist standing on the top of Kunlun Mountain, quietly watching, and the white crane hovering above his head seemed to feel the storm, and was a little restless and short.

He looked at the dark clouds that were getting closer and closer, and suddenly said slowly: "Demon, all creatures that want to be above Kunlun are monsters, unforgivable, and unsurvivable. ”

Winds, torrential rains, lightning and thunder.

Wherever Chen Jing passed, it was like a demon spirit crossing the catastrophe. When he came to the foot of Kunlun, the dark clouds had already covered the sky and the moon. He looked up at Kunlun again, and the humanitarians on the top of Kunlun Mountain also looked down at him. A bolt of lightning broke through the air, and a flash of lightning flashed through their eyes.

The Taoist looked down, and in the space close to Kunlun, the dark clouds were dispersed by an invisible force. It's like an epoch has passed, and it doesn't seem to be just a thought. Chen Jing retracted his gaze, lowered his head, raised his legs and climbed towards Kunlun. Step by step, it's like stepping on an invisible ladder.

As he walked step by step, the sky was stormy, lightning and thunder.

The shells under the big red shrimp did not follow Chen Jing, but their perception was wonderfully connected with Chen Jing, this way from Xiuchun Bay to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, their spirit was actually integrated with Chen Jing, and they felt the urgency and firmness in Chen Jing's heart.

What they saw in their eyes was what Chen Jing saw. The Kunlun they saw was not like Kunlun in the eyes of mortals, but a green sky, which did not seem to be something that really existed in heaven and earth at all, with an indescribable taste, as if it had decayed, and like a layer of mysterious nothingness that covered up the original face of the mountain.

In their eyes, where Chen Jing passed, the wind and thunder were dense and turbulent, the river rushed to the sky, and the Kunlun Mountain collapsed as if it couldn't stand gravity, falling into pieces and disappearing into the river. Those places that have collapsed have become nothingness.

They don't know what it was that fell from Kunlun Mountain, it was a mountain? It is still a mysterious part of the Kunlun Mountains, washed by the rain and river waves.

The wind howled, and the thunder was violent.

There was a strong wind within a radius of 100 miles, and there was light rain on the periphery, and the more you got to the center, the heavier the rain became, and there were thunderbolts shining one after another.

A hundred miles away, there was a black bear spirit standing there. He was wearing a set of chain mail made of Taiyi fine gold all over his body, and a very clear talisman was drawn on the large part of his chest and back, and the front chest and back were the same, a big incantation, like a picture of a mountain. And the leg pads on his wrists, arms, and feet are all different runes. It is clear that this set of chain mail was tailor-made for himself by himself. There are very few demon spirits in the world who can refine weapons, and most of them are just looking for some heavenly and earthly treasures to refine them day and night with their natal essence.

And there are very few people like him who can refine talisman armor, and the chain mail on his body only makes people know that he is not an ordinary monster, but has some kind of unknown inheritance.

He had listened to the River Temple all night when the little white dragon had recited the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Chapter", and watched the transformation of the turtle abyss when it was of great significance. Now he looked like a man from a distance, his body was standing straight, and he wore a pair of big boots on his feet, dark gold, with wind and cloud patterns.

His hands have been divided, not four fingers, and his face has been divided into eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose. He watched Chen Jing rush towards the top of Kunlun Mountain, he knew that if he wanted to go up to this Kunlun, unless he climbed up like a mortal, if he wanted to use his mana and soar to Kunlun, in his consciousness, there would be a Kunlun Mountain.

No one is immune, and he doesn't know if this is the case from Kunlun sometimes, or if he slowly became like this later. When he saw this Kunlun, he had a feeling that Kunlun was unclimbable in his heart, and there was a faint sense of danger.

He looked at the wind and rain, the dark clouds, and the thunderous heaven and earth, and couldn't help but sigh: "There are two such arrogant characters in the small Qianluomen generation, even if it is worth destroying the door." ”

His words of exclamation fell, but there was a loud laugh: "Hahahaha......"

The black bear looked sideways, it turned out to be a Xiushi in a white robe on another hill who was gently shaking the folding fan and laughing, he looked extremely delicate from the side of his face, but it was just a feeling emanating from his body, no matter how loud he laughed, how heroic he couldn't hide the feminine aura on his body.

When the black bear looked over, he looked too.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you laughing?" Black Bear asked.

"I laughed and said that my friends only saw Ye Qingxue and Chen Jing's soaring posture, but ignored Jiang Liuyun's sorrow." The showman turned his head sideways and said with a smile. Just on his side, the black bear saw his eyes clearly, only to feel that his eyes were full of insidious and indifference that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The black bear pretended to be surprised and awakened, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for reminding you, I was really blinded by this Ye Qingxue and Chen Jing, I really have a clear mind, I don't know where you are practicing in Xianshan?" ”

"Xiaosheng's family lives by the small bridge in Xinghua Village." The Xiushi said with a smile.

The black bear scolded in his heart, but he changed his words, pointed at Chen Jing and said, "Daoyou has discovered the difference between him this time?" ”

"Daoyou mean that it is compared to the last time he flooded Kunlun?"

"That's right."

"There was more thunder and lightning, the wind was stronger, the rain was heavier, and the clouds were darker and thicker."

The black bear said secretly: "It's really ignorant, I didn't even see that this is the divine power that has already formed the Si Yu Dragon God." ”

The Xiu Shi was secretly laughing in his heart: "Black stupid thing, if you still want to set up this Xiucai, I don't know what it means, can't I see that today's Chen Jing has exhausted the urgent killing intent in his heart?" ”

Before they spoke, Chen Jing had already taken many steps, the dark clouds above his head were getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder was getting denser and denser, what they saw was actually not real, because the space within five miles of Chen Jing's center had been somewhat distorted.

They couldn't see clearly that every time Chen Jing took a step upward, he would be like a sword with his hand and fingers, his left hand pinching the magic trick in front of his chest, and when the thunder fell, his right hand would suddenly slash or point towards Kunlun Mountain. And the thunder fell in the direction he had pointed. Therefore, every thunderbolt pierced Kunlun Mountain like a sharp sword.

An illusion suddenly appeared in Chen Jing's eyes, in which a young Taoist was walking step by step on the stone steps of a big mountain, the person couldn't see his face clearly, only saw a back, looking relatively thin. He walked step by step with great difficulty, only less than half of the stone steps, Chen Jing didn't know where this illusion came from, but he felt that it was impossible for him to walk to the top of the stone steps, because he was already crumbling and could fall down at any time.

Looking at it from a long distance, Chen Jing suddenly couldn't see it really, and suddenly disappeared again, and then reappeared, the person in the illusion was still walking, still crumbling, and could fall down at any time, and his steps up the stone steps were even slower, but he never fell, still walking up step by step. Chen Jing suddenly felt a spirit of tenacious struggle from it, passing through the void and coming through an unknown number of years.

Suddenly a surge of power surged up in his heart, as if aroused by the indomitable spirit in that illusion. The illusion disappeared, and Chen Jing didn't see the scene of finally climbing to the top of the stone steps, but there was a feeling of blood boiling in his own body,

Spiritual power is everywhere in heaven and earth, but what can be used by cultivators depends on how much spiritual power a person has in his body.

Chen Jing's stride towards the top of Kunlun Mountain suddenly accelerated, the dark clouds above his head became thicker and thicker, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning became even bigger.

The Taoist on the top of Kunlun Mountain looked at the dark clouds that were accumulating thicker and thicker under his eyes, and his brows furrowed slightly. Although there are no dark clouds on the top of Kunlun Mountain, the part above the mountainside has been completely covered by dark clouds, and a black dragon-like wind belt has been formed on the ground far away from the top of Kunlun Mountain.

He murmured again: "Demon, all creatures that want to be above Kunlun are monsters, unforgivable, and unsurvivable. ”

The white crane cried rapidly, as if replying to his words.

In the cry of the white crane, his right hand was stretched outward, and a golden tower appeared from the void in the palm of his hand, the golden light was shining, he silently recited the mantra, and the golden tower grew like a wind, and in a blink of an eye, it was already higher than any house in the world, and almost as high as those city heads.

The golden light on the golden pagoda dispelled the dark color formed in front of Kunlun Mountain, and I saw him raise his hand and point to the golden pagoda, and the golden light on the golden pagoda rushed into the night. Then he went down to Chen Jing, who was still striding towards Kunlun Mountain.

Submission in June