"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you. Wind Crack laughed angrily, raised his hand and threw out a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, and dozens of small hurricanes immediately condensed in front of him, and the wind blades visible to the naked eye scattered and flew in the air. The surrounding stones were slashed by the wind blade and immediately cut open like tofu.

Yang Xiu remembered the thrilling scene when Lin Shuangchen's life hung by a thread, and he couldn't stop the killing intent raging in his heart, and he had the intention to meet the other party. Pinching the spirit trick to make the White Deer Sword volley out of the sheath, Yang Xiu held the mace in his arms with one hand, and the other hand had already pinched four or five spirit explosion talismans.

"Buzz!!"

Countless wind blades lined up in the air, shooting towards Yang Xiu, and the sharp explosion sounded as if it was about to tear the air apart. Yang Xiu sneered, and the Spirit Explosion Talisman in his hand was about to be thrown out, blowing up this Cave Heaven Blessed Land!

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

At this moment, a Buddha horn like a yellow bell suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, covering the roaring wind blade and crushing the roar of everyone behind the wind crack. For a while, it seemed that there were only these four words left in the world, thick and long, making people's hearts shake.

A golden light blocked between Yang Xiu and the wind crack, and the dense wind blades like a swarm of bees shot towards Yang Xiu, and all the golden light was included in it and then disappeared. The monk Jingyuan in the distance didn't know when he came to Yang Xiu's side, and he was bowing his head and chanting the Buddha's name. Feng Crack's brows furrowed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to withdraw the shuttle-shaped magic weapon.

The golden light dissipated, and the surging spiritual power fluctuations also disappeared, revealing the copper bowl floating in the air. Monk Jingyuan raised his hand to receive the copper bowl in his hand, as if he felt Yang Xiu's burning gaze. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but tremble, and he quietly took the copper bowl into his arms.

"You didn't shout that Buddha horn just now, did you?"

Yang Xiu also quietly put away the treasure in his hand and looked at Monk Jingyuan. He said: "Is there a monk who has attained the Tao hidden in this bronze bowl? Thousands of years ago, when you encountered a great calamity, you had to live in the bronze bowl, and the monk you met him by chance, and he taught him an invincible technique, and then he was invincible and dominated the world, and won all the beauties in the world?"

Monk Jingyuan looked at Yang Xiu, who was extremely excited, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded: "Brother Yang, your imagination is really rich, this bronze bowl is a magic weapon passed on to me by the old man." But I like the beautiful girl in the back, and I have time for the little monk to have a discussion with Brother Yang. ”

Yang Xiu pursed his lips in disappointment. Glancing at the position of the monk Jingyuan holding the bronze bowl again, he said in his heart, you don't understand, this is the dream of every immortal cultivator, do you understand?

Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan muttered in a whisper as if no one was around, and Feng Crack didn't speak. Elder Wu couldn't help it, and said sharply: "You two are too arrogant, what kind of place is this!"

Elder Wu roared angrily, originally intending to let Feng Crack see her sincerity and respect, but Elder Wu didn't hear the expected echo. Feng Crack and the group of people behind him were silent, looking at Yang Xiu and the others with interest. Elder Wu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw this, and just wanted to order the guards to come over and arrest the two, but Feng Crack spoke.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Elder Jingyuan of Myozen Temple. How is the abbot doing?" Feng Crack looked at Monk Jingyuan and said in a calm tone.

"My Buddha is compassionate, and I am a little monk. The abbot of this hospital is not very good. A few days ago, I went out to travel and suddenly had an accident and died. Monk Jingyuan said solemnly.

Feng Crack was stunned by the monk's words, and after a pause, he smiled and said, "Please say hello to the seniors of Qin Cheng on my behalf." ”

Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and Feng Crack glanced at Yang Xiu again, and then led people directly past the two of them and walked towards the ancient tree. Elder Wu was stunned for a moment before he reacted and glared at Yang Xiu. Quickly followed the wind crack ahead.

"Monk, are you so famous?" Yang Xiu asked curiously, staring at Monk Jingyuan.

"A few years ago, the Feng clan came to Qincheng to meet the eldest prince, and I met them. That's right. The stele ......"

"I gave it a little bit of a touch. Yang Xiu replied with a smile. Unexpectedly, Monk Jingyuan blinked when he heard this, turned his head and ran, and his swift movements and quick reaction made Yang Xiu breathtaking.

"I said what are you running?" Yang Xiu jumped a few times to follow, puzzled and asked.

"You destroy their stone monuments, and after a while, people will want our heads, don't run and wait to die!" Monk Jingyuan held a Zen staff in one hand, lifted the hem of his clothes, and pulled his legs faster than rabbits, and said angrily while running.

Yang Xiu smiled when he heard this, slowed down and said, "Don't worry, I didn't destroy those stone tablets." ”

"What! You stupid, don't you know how much disaster the stone tablet will bring if it is not destroyed!" Monk Jingyuan stopped, and the expression on his face instantly changed from panic to anger, and Yang Xiu was stunned.

"It's not destroyed, but I've changed the formation diagram a little. Yang Xiu said with a wink.

"Good, good...... Tell me more about it. ”

"Monk, you belong to a dog, you will change your face when you say it, tell me about the situation of this Feng clan first......"

Yang Xiu hugged Monk Jingyuan's shoulders and whispered, and when he turned around, he saw Elder Wu and his group surrounding the ancient tree as if they had the intention of making a big move.

......

Feng Crack leaned down, slowly stroked the white boulder under the water with his fingers, and showed a satisfied smile - sure enough, it is here! The ancestors of Xiaolushan have produced great powers, and this heaven-locking array has been abandoned underground and no one cares, no wonder the Xuan Snapping Turtle clan has become weaker and weaker in recent years, and finally a powerful person disappeared many years ago.

It seems that even God wants the human race to die out, and strengthen the momentum of my demon race!

"Get this tree out of the way. Wind Crack commanded lightly. The people who had been prepared for a long time immediately drove the flying sword, activated the Dao talisman, and prepared to move the big tree first and dig out the fragments of the stone tablet engraved with the formation diagram.

"Click!"

The ancient tree that had grown for more than a thousand years was cut off by a sharp flying sword, and the knotted roots were also cut off by Qi Brush, Elder Wu stood behind with a smile on his face, and said in his heart that he could use an ancient tree and an ancient array in exchange for the trust of the Feng clan, countless secret treasure pills, and the qualifications to participate in the battle on the front line, it was simply worth it.

The wind cracked and didn't have time to take care of Elder Wu, so he lowered his head and carefully watched the water, so as not to damage the stone tablet by mistake. But suddenly, there was a violent tremor from the ground, and the surrounding water surface shook incessantly, and large bubbles bubbled out of the "Boom Knock". Everyone was a little surprised for a moment, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

The next moment, a dazzling red light shot out from between the roots of the ancient tree, and no one reacted at all! The demon beast monk who was shrouded in the red light screamed miserably, and half of his body was slashed away like tofu, and blood splattered!

The nearest wind crack was the first to bear the brunt, being shot by several red lights at the same time. But he seemed to have a secret treasure on his body, and the blue light flashed, and the person was thrown out by a strong force, falling into the water and rolling far away.

"Boom!

It was like a golden sound of a zither, and it was like a weapon exchange, and a continuous stream of red light gushed out from the ground, killing more than a dozen people in an instant! The Martial Elder who was standing relatively far behind flew into the distance for the first time, looking at everything in front of him in amazement, and was terrified.

After half a pillar of incense, the red light slowly becomes sparse and then disappears. At this time, the remains of the demon beast monk and the tattered roots and leaves spread all over the ground. The clear water of the lake was dyed a dark red, and many of the creatures in the water were affected by the pond fish, and the corpses were scattered along with the surging water.

Feng Crack rose from the water, his face was pale, and his heart was terrified. Who is it! Who is hiding such a vicious formation under the ancient tree! If it weren't for the talisman jade pendant given by the family, I am afraid that I would have been in a different place at this moment.

Quickly ran to the ancient tree to take a closer look, and the wind cracked and breathed a sigh of relief. The fragments of the stone tablet buried in the ground are intact, and it seems that the person who left the formation here intended to kill the person who took the formation map, and did not want to destroy the formation map.

In the distance, the figures of the people of Xiaolushan who heard the movement galloped over. Feng Crack looked at the corpses all over the ground, as if he had thought of something, his tightly knit brows stretched, revealing a strange smile: In this way, should Xiao Lushan pay more price?

......

As Yang Xiu expected, Xiao Lushan did not have the courage to force Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan to stay, and gave Yang Xiu thirty medium-grade spirit stones as a thank you gift, and did not mention the remains of Grandpa Xiao Xuan. Maybe it was because the two of them saw the wind cracking and the group, the red-haired old man's face was not very good-looking, and after a few simple words, his tone revealed the meaning of "please take care of yourself".

Yang Xiu didn't have the heart to stay here longer. Originally, after listening to the introduction of Monk Jingyuan, Yang Xiu had a lot of expectations for this long-standing Dongtian blessed land, but unfortunately, what he saw in his eyes was that the land of Zhongling in Xiaolushan was worthy of its name, but Yu Xiuzhi's statement was not worthy of its name. No matter how powerful and wise those snapping turtle ancestors were, they couldn't change the choice of their descendants thousands of years later.

Xiao Xuan sent Yang Xiu to the gate of Xiaolushan Mountain, and the tears in his eyes turned and turned, and finally fell down without a fight.

"What are you crying about, don't be lazy in the future, Xiaolushan is a holy place for cultivation, you have to work hard, and you will be as powerful as your grandfather in the future." Yang Xiu silently pouted and said with a smile.

"Brother Yang, Xiao Xuan doesn't like it here, there is no grandfather here, it doesn't feel good. Xiao Xuan's eyes were red, and he dragged the hem of Yang Xiu's clothes and whispered, looking very cute.

Seeing this, Yang Xiu shook his head with a smile, squatted down, looked at the group of Xuan Snapping Turtle Clansmen not far away, and said to Xiao Xuan: "If you don't like it, don't pay attention to them, as long as you practice hard and become more and more powerful, no one will dare to bully you." There are always some seniors in Xiaolushan who are good friends with your grandfather, how close you have to be to them......"

Yang Xiuxu chattered and instructed Xiao Xuan, but Xiao Xuan kept nodding, looked back into the distance, put his little head in his ear and whispered: "Brother Yang, the array of the Hundred Poison Valley is ......."

The Jingyuan monk on the side stretched out his head and leaned to Yang Xiu's side with his ears sideways, but was slapped on the nose by Xiao Xuan. Looking at Xiao Xuan, who was glaring angrily, Monk Jingyuan pinched his bleeding nose, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and looked up at the white clouds in the sky as if nothing happened. (To be continued)