I thought I could return to the abbot directly, but I didn't expect to be blocked halfway.

Three demon gods of different forms stood on the way forward, blocking the way back.

One of them is more solid, one is half real and half virtual, and the rest of them seem to be just imaginary, but not real.

The common projection of these three heavenly demons is naturally magnificent, covering the sky and the earth, and quite terrifying.

The Heavenly Demon in the middle was the most condensed, and at this moment, he leaned down and wanted to crush Chen Liu, who had escaped in the space.

This is quite inconsistent with the positioning of the Heavenly Demon, but when someone opens the back door, they can only take this method when they are angry.

「……」

Chen Liu sat quietly and waited for death.

Of course, he couldn't die. When the palm of his hand approached Chen Liu's three zhang of space, there was a condensed dark blue barrier blocking all the power.

Not only that, but an obscure and quaint rune appeared on the barrier. Although it is only a few strokes, it has supreme power. The rune flew into the sky, hitting the center of the Heavenly Demon's eyebrows, and then instantly repelled it for thousands of miles, and the law phase was shattered.

"Humph!"

No matter how angry this Heavenly Demon is, there is no way to do it after all.

The demons of other cultivators are often equal to or even higher than their own strength. But the three of them had nothing to do with their original owners.

He glanced at the first day demon that only had an appearance.

Maybe only this Heavenly Demon can make that person cast a rat trap, but ......

Even if the Heavenly Demon is unwilling to have a thousand bells, all kinds of resentment can only choose to leave.

However, their obstruction is not entirely useless.

Chen Liu's return route was disrupted a little, and it seemed that he had flown to another destination.

Outside the Abbot Mountain Fanjing Temple, Master Anchan, Daoyuan Monk and Demon Lord Taiwa all looked at Chen Liu's body sitting next to the strange stone not far away, and their minds were uncertain.

The little monk found a few small novices in the temple to play, which can be regarded as liberating nature.

As for what the adults in Fanjing Temple think, it has nothing to do with him.

"It's been three days and three nights, and there is still no result?"

After Taiwa guessed that the heavenly spell was arranged by the Buddha, she no longer had the idea of breaking the trick with force. After all, such a character, even if she gave up everything, she might not be able to shake his will in the slightest.

For this situation, Anzen also had some doubts.

"At the beginning, the man said that it was only a moment, and it was only a few days or two. Now it's really a bit out of the ordinary. However, a ban has been raised next to the Heavenly Demon Spell Monument. If it is broken by force, it will inevitably hurt Lord Chen."

Seeing that Anchan was not sure, Taiwa's heart naturally had more worries.

She didn't care so much about the result of the test, but she cared about Chen Liu's safety.

If she did, it didn't seem like a bad thing to her...... The aggressive image of the woman that day is vivid. But not long after the thought arose, she pressed it again. Chinese Net

She's a demon lord, even if ...... It is also impossible to use it this way.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden loud noise.

"Boom!"

The three mountains of the East China Sea were alarmed for a while, resounding in the sky.

Countless pairs of eyes are cast outside the mountain gate, especially under the old cherry blossom trees in Yingzhou, in the Futu Pagoda in the mountain behind the abbot Fanjing Temple, and on the sword viewing platform of Penglai Qianqiu Pavilion, the eyes of the three eyes like torches are staring at the outside of the three mountains at the same time, on a small boat under the dragon gate.

"Lord."

On the boat, the Qinghu Dao people stood aside respectfully, sincerely hugging the person at the bow of the boat.

Pei Wujiang, who was standing in front, answered casually and said:

"This must be the so-called Dragon Gate. I heard that there is no record of the water tribe crossing the dragon gate. Scold. You prepare."

"Yes."

What Pei Wu was going to do, Qinghu didn't care. Whatever he does, he'll be on his side. He also believes that there is nothing that this host cannot do.

At this time, Pei Wujiang naturally clearly informed that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him.

Of course, most of them are just useless glances, and a single punch can kill them. There are only four eyes worth paying attention to, but only one is worth paying attention to.

He asked aloud:

"If you don't make a move, I'll do it."

Of course, there is also a subtext, I will fight you when you make a move.

The high priest of Yingzhou just sighed and said:

"Another variable. That's it, it's up to you."

The abbot was silent and did not answer. In front of Fanjing Temple, there is a sloppy old monk who said:

"I haven't seen the Yuelongmen yet, and I hope that the donor will let the poor monks see and understand."

As for the Penglai Sword Viewing Platform, the sword master took out the long sword in his hand for three inches, took it back, and said:

"Fight when you enter the mountain."

Finally, not many people are qualified to see it. The entire Three Mountains may not be more than a handful of them.

On top of the virtual and real dragon gate, there is an old dragon entrenched between the pillars of the gate, and lies on the rainbow bridge between the two doorposts.

The old dragon's spirit was not high, and his scales were dull, but the momentum and strength on his body were unfathomable, like an abyss.

It only raised its originally drooping eyelids and glanced at Pei Wujiang, and then closed it.

"There is still a true dragon in the world."

The old dragon's state is not right, and it is difficult to arouse Pei Wujiang's will to fight, but this real dragon is a character that even he has never seen.

Although this old dragon is close to running out of oil, it is a real dragon.

The old dragon glanced at him and then closed it, and Pei Wujiang naturally didn't know why.

But he didn't care, he was just pushing Qinghu to the peak of the second grade, and then using the method of turning into a dragon to help him ascend to the throne of the first grade.

Cause? He didn't know why, maybe it was just a whim.

"In that case, I'll do it."

Pei Wujiang raised his foot and stepped on it, and in an instant, he descended under the dragon gate.

The dragon gate hangs high, and it is less than a hundred zhang from a distance, but if you look at it closely, it can be compared with the sky.

Pei Wujiang stood here like an ant.

The old dragon opened his eyes again after Pei Wujiang appeared here, raised a dragon claw, and pressed it downward.

The power against the sky caused the sea water on all sides to sink down, creating a gap nearly 100 zhang deep. The sea water around the gap is also controlled by the pressure, and there is no way to rush into it.

Even Pei Wujiang, a first-class martial artist, felt great pressure.

"Not bad, not bad. Although it is with the power of heaven and earth and the power of magic weapons, it is really a force that is difficult to ignore."

The surrounding creatures had already felt a life-and-death crisis like a landslide and tsunami, trembling, but Pei Wujiang still had the leisure to comment a sentence or two.

The old dragon above the dragon gate was not sad or happy about this, and was very calm.

It didn't add weight, but still maintained this coercion.

Seeing that there was no change, Pei Wujiang began to climb towards the dragon gate step by step.

"What is this place?"

Chen Liu suddenly found that he couldn't feel any spiritual power, and seemed to have returned to his previous life.

This piece of red scorched earth, the Gobi Desert, I don't know where it is.

He vaguely felt as if things were getting out of his hands...... Although it was never under his control.

Suddenly, a meteor suddenly slipped from the sky and smashed into the ground in an instant, splashing a burst of smoke and shock waves that covered the sky and the earth.

Under such a power, Chen Liu could not raise any resistance power, as if the end had come.

Of course, the end did not come.

Ordinary sand and stones without spiritual demons are difficult to hurt the soul even if they are big.

The next moment, Chen Liu heard a voice coming from the place where the meteor fell:

"Bah, bah! Damn, the turtle shell is really hard. Come again!"

A figure burst out of the crater and flew high into the air.

Chen Liu could only vaguely notice that the person didn't seem to be an ordinary human.

He has three heads, and some very strange ornaments on his body, very similar to barbarians and witches. Of course, the most special thing is that he carries a life-tall stone sculpture on his back. The stone sculpture flickered slightly, and I didn't know whether it was to hinder the strange man or help.

After the strange man left, Chen Liu still didn't know anything about this space.

He then had to look around to see if he could find any useful clues.

The endless barren land, except for the flat sand and gravel desert, there was nothing else, and Chen Liu was a little aimless in searching.

He didn't know how long he had walked, but he looked up and saw a long, towering mountain range in the distance.

With the change of terrain, after all, there was a little more hope, and Chen Liu couldn't help but speed up the pace of progress.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, Chen Liu looked at the mountain range not far away, but after walking for dozens of hours, he didn't see what the mountain range looked like. Nothing has changed except that it has become slightly larger.

"I won't be a famous person for the rest of my life, and I'll be trapped here."

Although Chen Liu didn't feel physically tired as a spirit at this time, the blank scene for so long really made his mind a little tired.

Lying on the ground weakly, he suddenly heard a trembling sound.

When Chen Liu wanted to find the source of the sound, he couldn't find it at all.

"Something is wrong."

The sound became more and more pronounced, and the sand on the ground trembled.

At this time, Chen Liu found that on the opposite side of that mountain range, a black line suddenly appeared in a horizontal row, and it continued to grow larger.

"It's ......"

"It's your hammer!"

Chen Liu suddenly felt something hook on the collar of the back of his neck.

Then, Chen Liu turned into a streamer and approached the original mountain range at lightning speed.

Another black line also trampled on the land where Chen Liu was originally located at this moment, and Chen Liu also saw what the black line was.

It wasn't a black line, but a group of weird creatures with dark bodies.

Although there is no evil aura on their bodies, their bodies are strange, and their limbs seem to be spliced at random.

A lump of meat mud plus a few hands and feet, two or three eyeballs stuck at random, one or two ears, and some of them didn't, squirming and rolling forward. The rest, presumably, is to deform this mass of flesh, plus some demon beasts, human bodies and branches to assemble at will.

Chen Liu was a little nauseated, but when he remembered that he seemed to be a spirit, he didn't have nausea.

After there was no need to regurgitate, he was a little afraid, if he hadn't been hooked by something now, he would have been wrapped in this big platter of rotten meat now. No one knows if there will be anything in it that can hurt the spirit.

At the same time, Chen Liu also discovered that the mountain range was not a mountain range, but a Great Wall that spread thousands of miles.

The Great Wall is the end of the impact of those strange things.