The old thing suddenly appeared in Chu Ling's sea of knowledge.

How terrifying his realm was, only he knew.

But at the beginning, when he was in the ghost place, he once explained the "Dark Golden Sutra" to Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao, and the vision that manifested made all the ancient immortals prostrate for it, and that kind of scene left a deep imprint in the hearts of the two of them.

Only the Immortal Gu God King expounded the Great Dao and explained the mysteries that could be compared to it.

Just when Chu Ling's divine soul was about to be shattered by the vision of the Phantom Sea Immortal Sutra, the imprint left by the old thing finally broke out.

His old and thin figure was suspended in the immortal ancient fantasy realm, in the void, up and down, like a helpless flat boat.

Even so, the momentum exuded by the old thing is like an immortal king from another world, descending to the world and suppressing the catastrophe.

He is not as law-like as the King of the Slaughter Mountain, as high as ten thousand feet, compared to the body of the King of the Slaughter Mountain, which is as big as Sumeru, he is just an insignificant speck of dust.

The chanting sound of the "Dark Golden Sutra" came out of his mouth, and nine hundred and eighty-one immortal talismans flew out, guarding the three hundred and sixty degrees around him, calming the world, and the avenue no longer collapsed.

The "Mountain Slaughter King" roared angrily, unwillingly shot out a divine light, pierced through the void, and forced directly in front of the old thing.

"Whew!" A gust of wind and thunder sounded around the old thing, and the invisible chaotic wind disintegrated the divine light, so relaxed and freehand.

The sound of the old thing's chanting was still the same, and the space was getting bigger and bigger, and he was steady, and the white light on his body was becoming more and more dazzling, like a scorching sun.

The King of the Mountains was unwilling to let his world be occupied by others, so he stepped out with one foot and fell quickly, crushing the void, and the sound of whistling made Chu Ling's heart palpitate, and his internal organs were under tremendous pressure.

"Poof!"

Chu Ling's seven orifices, under the huge air pressure, were all bleeding, which was very terrifying.

The old thing is immovable, the momentum is as vast as a mountain, the chanting sound is not stopped, the breath in the Three Realms, in the sound of chanting, is ready to move, not under the control of the King of the Mountain.

The dead qi and vitality that flow between heaven and earth converge, blend, and manifest above the heads of the old things.

Slowly, a supernatural monster manifested behind the old thing.

The monster's arms were as long as an ape, and its muscles were strong, and the body of a true dragon was difficult to resist, the corners of its mouth were upturned, and it cracked until the root of its ears, as if it was smiling, and its eyes as big as stars bulged out, as if they were about to fall out.

The most important thing is that the top of this monster's head, with a black crown, with the galaxy as a jewel and the skulls of the ancient gods as decoration, exudes a chaotic atmosphere.

This monster has many similarities with the monster that Chu Ling incarnated when he killed the blood in the Tongsheng Pavilion, but in terms of size, there is a world of difference.

It's a pity that Chu Ling has no impression of that scene at all, except for the dead blood that they saw.

The big foot of the "King of the Mountain Slaughter" stepped on, but was lifted up by the phantom of the monster, the King of the Mountain Slaughter raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, the law of the avenue, in his hands at will, ravaged at will, a sound similar to a roar of chanting, resounded between heaven and earth.

The moment he heard the sound of chanting, Chu Ling was shocked, wasn't this the secret of the golden ancient arts?

A golden long knife condensed in the hands of the King of the Slaughtering Mountain, the golden knife was golden all over, without any decoration, it looked extremely awkward, out of the smooth curve of the blade, without the slightest beauty at all.

But whether Chu Lingxiang believes it or not, likes it or not, this golden knife truly exudes the breath of a sage, making all beings bow down.

The "King of the Mountain Slaughter" held the golden knife, slashed it in the palm of his hand, and a clear blood stain was imprinted on the golden knife, and hundreds of millions of unjust souls poured out of the blood of the King of the Mountain Slaughter, attached to the golden knife.

It is not so much attachment as imprisonment, and hundreds of millions of unjust souls wail and cry bitterly on the sword of the golden knife.

The strange smile of the king of the mountain, raising the knife high, slashed down fiercely, the divine light appeared, the dark world was lit up by golden light, and a gray knife wind flew out from the tip of the knife.

The sword wind was composed of hundreds of millions of unjust souls, and it was the cyan ancestral dragon that led it, roaring, angry, and quickly swooping down on the monster's phantom, wanting to cut everything in front of it.

The sword wind is guided by the thousands of living beings devoured by the Mountain Slaughtering King, carrying the anger of this world, and also carrying the anger of thousands of living beings, even the ancestor of the Prajna Sect, who swears to take the empty hell as the Tao, cannot resist such a powerful resentment.

"Boom!"

With a single slash, the mushroom cloud rose and scattered in all directions, the earth was beaten and fell, and the sky was blasted out of a big hole.

The monster's phantom was shattered, its head was shattered, and only its thousand-foot-tall body still stood in place, like the legendary headless god of war.

The avenue, which was finally stabilized by the old thing, collapsed and scattered at that moment.

King Tushan licked the blade with a sneer, stood with his sword, and dominated the nine heavens and ten earths, as powerful as a peerless sage.

But the old thing, he still sat in the void, floating and sinking, like a marginal person, the expression on his face was as cold and hard as stone, like a broken monster phantom, which had nothing to do with him.

The sound of chanting was still so flat, not even the slightest fluctuation.

At this moment, a huge head suddenly appeared behind the "Mountain Slaughter King", with a black crown on its head and the corners of its mouth grinning to the point of exaggeration.

"Shhh

The skull opened its huge mouth, and a silent suction force stirred up a huge vortex in the void.

"Ahh

The King of the Mountain Slaughter roared angrily, he paused his feet, and plunged his feet into the depths of the earth, but to no avail, his life essence and soul were sucked by the power, from his body and brain, wisps of pull appeared, and disappeared into the dark mouth whirlpool.

The life essence dissipated, the divine soul was extinguished, the body of the Mountain Slaughter King collapsed, and the heavens and the earth shattered.

The whirlpool was still spinning slowly and heavily, engulfing everything in it, including Chu Ling and the old thing.

Chu Ling felt a sharp pain that reached his heart, as if it was about to tear his brain apart

"Ahh

He roared in pain, slowly opened his eyes, a ray of light pierced his eyes, and he finally came to his senses in the illusion.

Looking around, fortunately, it was still the small secret room before, and the Dongzhu on the walls around it emitted a soft light, but for Chu Ling, who had just opened his eyes, it was still a little dazzling.

"Huh, it's really an illusion, it's so real, it's so realistic, thanks to the brand of the old thing, it saved me, I'm afraid even the spirit has dissipated now. Chu Ling shook off the cold sweat on his forehead and exhaled turbidity.

Suddenly, the screams of the King of the Mountains came out of the misty vision, and he deduced the ancient scriptures, and the visions that evolved suddenly disappeared, and the figure of the King of the Mountains was manifested from them.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, clasped his clothes with both hands, and all the green tendons on his arms burst out, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

Whew!

King Tu Shan's breathing voice was short, his lungs were like bellows, his hands were paddling in the void, still deducing the Great Dao, but the movement of his hands was very slow, as if it was not tolerated by heaven and earth.

However, the King of the Mountain Slaughter did not give up, he desperately pushed his hands to evolve the avenue.

Chu Ling also planned to stop and watch with the mentality of watching a play, but at this time, King Tushan's mouth slowly opened, and he recited an ancient scripture with difficulty.

"Humanity is slim, and the fairy road is boundless......"

King Tu Shan recited the ancient scriptures of the people, learned and sold them now, and tried to integrate his own Taoism into them, Chu Ling originally scoffed, but when he saw a peerless Hades King slowly appear behind King Tu Shan, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The Hades King appeared, the space shook, and a wail sounded in the void, and that voice made Chu Ling feel extremely familiar, making him a little intoxicated.

The next moment, he suddenly came to his senses, his body trembled a little, he finally remembered, isn't this feeling exactly the same as when he first entered the blood-colored ancient land and the giant cocoon of heaven and earth slowly opened?

When it was, the giant cocoon slowly opened, the sound of chanting sounded, and a strange medicinal fragrance diffused the entire space, making people crazy, and a group of monks flocked to the place where the giant cocoon was located, and Chu Ling would have died if he hadn't been mentioned by Ning Tianshi.

At that moment, it was enough to eliminate most of the competitors, which made several emperors feel terrified.

And at this moment, the sound of chanting gave him a feeling that there were many similarities with that time in the Scarlet Ancient Land.

"This ...... How is this possible? Could it be that King Tu Shan really deduced the Great Dao of the Nine Great Sages from the "Lingbao Supreme Perfection Sutra"? This ...... How is this possible?"

The phantom of the Hades behind the King of the Mountains is becoming clearer and clearer, and he is stepping on a dark underworld, and the army of tens of millions of underworlds is crawling at his feet, and the thousands of armies are invincible.

Chu Ling felt that there was a thin line, which was pulling the life essence in his mind, and slowly converged towards the side of the Mountain Slaughter King.

"It's not good, it's forcibly snatching my life essence!"

At this time, he finally understood, why he was in the illusion just now, he felt so clearly that his life essence was passing, it turned out that it was not an illusion at all, but that the King of the Mountain Slaughter really relied on the remnants of the "Lingbao Supreme Human Sutra" to deduce the Nine Shades Great Sacred Dao and Law.

Chu Ling gritted his teeth, forcibly mobilized the Earth Dragon Great Technique, and then used the Golden Ancient Technique to condense a powerful holy weapon, suppressing the Baihui above his head, so that the life essence temporarily stabilized.

The life essence is a cultivator's most precious source of life, and once it is lost, it will be difficult to make up for it unless it is a peerless treasure medicine that is naturally raised.

"No, you must not stay here, it is better to take advantage of the time when the old bastard of the Mountain Slaughter King is immersed in the illusionary realm, hurry up and run away, the holy weapon condensed by the golden soldier word secret will not last long at all. ”

Chu Ling gritted his teeth, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and walked along the original path towards the outside of the secret room.

However, as soon as he walked to the entrance of the cave, a huge gravitational force came from behind him, and a divine chain imprisoned him.

"!" Chu Ling scolded angrily, looked back, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, I don't know when, the Mountain Slaughter King behind him had already opened his eyes and stared at Chu Ling deadly......