Although Shura is a purgatory, the violent aura in it is still conducive to cultivation, but over time, the mind will inevitably be infected by the aura and become a demon-like existence.

Miao Ling and Shi Tongtian had only been in the periphery of Shura, and they didn't know much about the situation in the depths, and if Wang Quanquan wanted to find Di Xin, he would either make a big enough move in the crisis-ridden Shura realm, or find a force to help.

Putting away the letter, the young man sighed, as a salted fish, he seemed to have reached the point where it was difficult to ride a tiger again, but this time he forced himself.

Perhaps, he is not a salted fish in his bones.

……

In ten years, the king's authority has been challenged from the second layer of Bai Yujing to the ninth layer, and if he wants, he can completely guard the eleventh layer.

Time was pressing, and he didn't come to guard the building, after learning all the eleven-layer swordsmanship, Wang Quanquan went to the residence of the Immortal Emperor.

The old man, like Xu Junyu, the head of the Lingyun Sect, has an inexplicable attachment to fish farming, and all the black and white carp in the Zhongfeng Hall have moved to Sanxian Island, which is in response to the sentence "One person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven".

Wang Quanquan looked at the fish swimming in the pool, after a long time, there is really a different charm, people are like this, as they get older, many things that seemed boring in the past have gradually become interesting.

"Master, the disciple wants to go to the Shura realm."

"Tired of the good days, looking for excitement?"

"It's important."

"Save that Yang Cang monk?"

"Master respects God."

The old man glanced at him and said sourly:

"You are really interested in the curse girl, and I have never seen you respect the old man so much."

Wang Quanquan didn't expect a thousand-year-old old guy to be jealous, so he felt a little spicy eyes, and forced out a smile and said:

"Shizun naturally didn't say to the apprentice that the disciple was almost killed by Monk Laitou, and Shizun hid in the jade pendant and did not show up; In the battle with Yaliu, more than half of the Jiuyuan masters were killed and wounded, and the disciple's head was almost taken, but the master still stood by and watched.

The Immortal Emperor was replaced, I waited for the senior brothers to come to the stage and worked hard, you always hid under the stage and sat firmly in the Diaoyutai, and finally became the Immortal Emperor and did not say that the meritorious deeds were rewarded; There are also disciples who have returned from the Holy Spirit Realm to help you suppress the five immortal clans, and after the matter is completed, the master will cross the river and tear down the bridge with a backhand.

This pile of piles is the master's love for his disciples, which can really be described as fists to the flesh. ”

Wang Quanquan's tone was respectful, as if the other party did have great kindness to him, Rao is Li Changsheng is old and thick-skinned, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and stroked his beard with a dry cough and said:

"I do this for the teacher, just to temper you, just like you do to your own grandson, in terms of patience and care, I really can't compare to the curse girl, you can sacrifice your life to help her, it shows that you know how to repay the kindness, and you are very happy for the teacher.

So, before I leave, I have an ancient treasure for you. ”

The old man said, and walked to the side, where there was a pile of rags, which looked particularly eye-catching in the courtyard full of fairy spirits, in the old man's own words, he was an old bachelor, and it was not easy to take care of himself.

After a toss, the old man pulled out a broken sword from it, the hilt and scabbard of the sword were some kind of jet-black wood, which was eaten by rats and insects, and the powder was lost just by picking it up, and Wang Zhiquan saw the rusty sword body inside from the hole drilled through by the insects, which was not much better than the old man of Jiuyuan Ye at the beginning.

The whole sword only has a bit of a sword grid, the green jade carved beast face, the carving is not good, the fierce beast has no fierce appearance, and those who don't know think it is a good sword.

The old man gently stroked the scabbard and recalled:

"This sword is not small, you must cherish it."

Wang Quanquan's face twitched, he didn't bother to complain, he took the broken sword and slowly pulled it out, as expected, the sword body had rotted into a mille-feuille, obviously the steel used was not a high-quality product.

Even so, he still held his sword in both hands, his voice was loud, and he lowered his head and said:

"Thank you for the treasure, thank you for the treasure."

This scene is familiar.

……

In the Shura Realm, a figure wearing a jet-black mask showed all his strength and ran wildly, and an arrogant red bird behind him chased after him, and the big bird's wings spread out for a hundred feet, which was still its young form.

Things have to start a few days ago, Wang Quanquan said goodbye to his relatives and friends, and set foot on the gate to Shura alone, he has been in the Three Immortals Realm for hundreds of years, and it is the first time he knows that there is such a place.

The gate of Shura is extremely hidden, and it requires the Immortal Emperor token and the golden teleportation platform to enter, the door is hundreds of feet high, scarlet as blood, and the door nails on it are larger than a human head.

The two giants guarding the gate were the same as the giant spirits who guarded the Three Immortal Islands before, and they came out of the Jiuyuan Kua'e clan together, and their strength could bear the three mountains, and each person had a thick iron chain, and they pulled hard before they pulled out a gap in the terrifying giant gate.

As the giant door opened, a tyrannical force seeped out, and Jiao Hong, who came to see her off, trembled from her heart, she looked at Wang Quanquan with concern on her face, but saw that the other party showed a confident smile, and then stepped into the door.

The landing place was the periphery of the Shura Realm, gray and cloudy, and the raging spiritual power was like a sharp blade, scraping Wang Quanquan's cheeks painfully, he put on the hooded cloak prepared in advance, and marched towards the center little by little.

More than 1,000 years ago, Lingyun gathered monks to attack the Three Immortal Islands, intending to uproot the five immortal clans.

According to Shizun, the Lingyun forces are located in the east of Shura, and they have intermittently connected with the Three Immortal Islands over the years, they are loyal to the Immortal Emperor, and in the thousand years of the convergence of the five immortal clans, the Three Immortal Islands have tried their best to rescue them, and finally lost many monks, but they have not even been able to reach the center.

Wang Quanquan is not worried about how he will get out, with Di Xin's cunning and cunning, since he can find a way to get in, there must be a way to get out, he is worried about the forces entrenched along the way.

Those demons and fierce beasts like to eat people the most, and the evil cultivators also harm people mostly, compared to the fierce beasts, they are more terrifying.

Some cultists will set traps to hunt and kill passing monks, trap their spirits in their heads with secret methods, cut off their heads and refine them nine times, and finally make a magic weapon.

The process is so cruel that most of the gods and souls can't support the ashes, but once it succeeds, it will make a magic weapon for the cross-border realm.

The torture of the king's authority in the Holy Spirit Realm convinced him that he could survive the inhuman trial, and then there would be only one brain left, which would be miserable to think about.

……

Thinking wildly, there was a light in front of him, and a tall black shadow stood in the distance, I don't know how many years it had existed.

Through the gray mist, the king could vaguely see that it was a high mountain, and the red veins on the side of the mountain meandered to illuminate everything around it, and it was an active volcano.

As he got closer, the temperature around him rose, and the already tyrannical aura became more and more scorching, and with every breath Wang Quanquan took a breath, his lungs were accompanied by a smoky stinging pain, and at the same time, a faint irritability rose in his heart.

He knew that it was under the influence of the aura of this place, and the demons who had lived in Shura for a long time had turned their eyes blood-red, and the evil cultivators and ancient gods could maintain their sanity, and they had magic weapons that could purify the aura.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Wang Quanquan completely held his breath and took out the gourd left behind by Yao Lu from the storage bag.

Turning on the stopper and chanting the incantation, the gourd trembled slightly, and a black mask appeared out of thin air.

……

(Thanks to the cross-sectional boss for the coin reward and monthly pass, or you leave a name, I will arrange a role, otherwise the money will not be steady.) (End of chapter)