From the beginning of the observation of the mountain, the cultivator uses the physical mountain as the benchmark, and in the sea of knowledge, he uses his spiritual power to build the mountain range, and constantly gazes.

This is the first step, the beginning of a cultivator, and the beginning of walking to the top of the Great Dao.

Build a mountain realm, take the mountain as the standard, start from the inside, and gaze at the mountain thoroughly until it passes the five decays of heaven and man, so that it can be used to defend against the enemy. It's a long process, but it's also a process of rebirth.

At this point, a cultivator can be called a strong person, a real strong person.

People, walking against the sky, taking the mountain as a reference, absorbing aura, so as to achieve the same life with the sky and the same life as the earth, this realm is called immortal.

People build mountains for immortals.

Lingshan Realm is also called Lingxian Realm.

At this time, the golden-armored man has survived the five decays of heaven and man, and his own foundation can break away from the sea and resist the enemy.

The giant mountain above his head is the mountain of the golden armor man's visualization, and it is also his biggest life-saving hole card.

And at this time, Qu Shanrong smiled coldly and said, "You have it, don't I have it?" Qu Shanrong stretched out the sea of knowledge, and a blood-colored mountain range floated overhead.

The mountain above the head of the golden-armored man looks verdant, full of greenery everywhere, looks majestic and magnificent, and has a dignified and upright atmosphere, and at the top of the mountain, it looks a little illusory, this should be the eightfold realm and the ninefold realm of the mountain-building realm, which can only be manifested, and the golden-armored man at this time has obviously not reached it.

The mountains are very tall, just like the status of the Great Qin Empire in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, which is indisputable.

On the other hand, Qu Shanrong's foundation, although it doesn't look like the atmosphere of a golden-armored man, but the stretching mountain, coupled with the blood tide under his feet, makes this blood mountain look even more weird.

This mountain of blood, without any breath of life, is like a dead and silent mountain, silent, containing boundless blood coolness.

Even on the surface of the mountain, there is blood flowing, just like the source of water, which starts from the mountain and goes through thousands of dangers before it can flow into the sea. But there is no sea here, only a sea of blood, but you can still see the blood mountain above, trickling, and there is a phase of merging into the sea of blood.

The man in the golden armor snorted, driving the golden mountain of golden light, towering and upright, with a great spirit of pulling out the mountain and covering the world, and in the shouting, everything was killed.

The mountain is huge, as if the man in golden armor is carrying the blue sky, it looks a little difficult, and in less than an instant, the whole person's face becomes pale.

This is the most powerful blow of the strong man in the mountain building realm after surviving the five decays of heaven and man, and it is also a last means of saving life.

The sky is trembling, the ground is shaking.

The sea of blood is like a gushing and gushing endlessly.

The mountain of gold is like fire, aggressive.

Little by little, it got closer......

I was about to hit ......

"Get out of ......"

I don't know who shouted, so that the silent ground set off a wave of running climax.

The powerhouse of the Mountain Building Realm was flying, leaving the ground, roaring in the night sky, and the cultivators of the Mountain Viewing Realm were even more short of two legs, and the girl ran desperately, doing his best, and withdrawing from the streets and alleys.

Above the sky, both sides of the war have stopped.

At this moment, they couldn't take care of a lot, and they all supported their own body protection Zhengang, avoiding the breath above the sky.

Terrifying.

In the entire battlefield, there were only two people left, two mountains, and a blood tide of half the sky......

The moonlight also seemed to feel the aura of terror, and in an instant, she hid her light and hid behind a dark cloud.

There was only a golden light left in the sky, and a strange blood-colored ......

Click......

The sky seemed to be shattering......

Thunderclap!

Thundered......

Goes on and on......

Qushan City is shaking, crumbling......

And in an inconspicuous corner, an old Taoist with a young man, looking at the battle in full swing above, said casually: "I can't imagine that young people nowadays are so impulsive, it's really a headache for Lao Dao......" looked regretful, as if sighing for the battle above.

The old man spoke, but the young man did not respond.

The young man looked at the breath of the sky and had a feeling of fascination.

"Huh?" Lao Dao turned his head and looked at his unsuccessful disciple, and instantly became angry: "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?" ”

"Hmm...... Yes? The young man knew he was going to be terrible and hurriedly took two steps back.

But it was too late, because there was a sharp pain on his forehead.

"Ah......" The young man instantly felt loveless, with tears in his eyes and a look of grievance.

"What are you wronged, follow Master and me, you will definitely surpass their ...... in the future"

The young man muttered in his heart: "Follow you, watch the excitement every day, can you increase your strength?" Look at Yang Ning and Yang Pi, they can kill the strong people in the mountain building realm in seconds, what about me, except for asking me to learn those ghost drawing talismans one day, what are you doing......"

The young man felt that he had gone out this time, which was the biggest mistake he had made in his life.

The old Taoist is old and refined, and he can see the thoughts in the young man's heart at a glance, and said: "Don't be wronged, as a teacher, I will give you my skills tomorrow, and I will ensure that you will be used for a lifetime......"

As he spoke, he grabbed the young man's ears and came to another corner.

Because the new location is the best angle to watch the game.

……

Syllable!

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, it resounded thousands of miles away and was deafening......

In the sky, there was a wave of heat......

Two mountains, colliding together!

Devouring, consuming......

The astonishing explosion, as if it had been foreshadowed, was earth-shattering.

No one was surprised, but everyone was flustered.

The terrifying force turned the entire sky into nothingness, and the silence was unusual.

Even space was annihilating, devouring the last remaining light, making the entire sky pitch black.

Those who can't dodge it are as if they have disappeared from the world, leaving nothing behind.

The strong man of the mountain-building realm who has survived the five decays of heaven and man is so terrifying.

In the seventh street and alley, many buildings were in ruins, and the treasure pavilion made of Mochen iron was also shaken in this violent collision, and it could not be stopped for a long time.

"There's a big battle out there." Yang Pi said casually, because the brightness in front of him had attracted Yang Pi's attention.

Yang Ning's mind was also attracted by everything in front of him at the same time.

There are treasures everywhere, resources everywhere.

The base of the Qushan tribe is so deep, no wonder they dare to openly rebel.

"This is ink iron, and it actually uses cards to make shelves...... "The knife butcher screamed, looking at the dazzling shelves in front of him, he felt that the knife in his hand was simply a piece of garbage.

"This is sea blood ginseng, it turned out to be at the front...... Yang Pi looked at the blood-colored ginseng in front of him, and also let out a strange scream.

"This is Ugin Stone, isn't it?" Yang Qiong touched a black and shiny golden stone on the shelf and asked.

"This is an exercise?" Yang Ning came to an area and was attracted by the shelf in front of him.

Because several shelves nearby are all full of books, and even jade slips.

Jade Jane, what is recorded is all Xuan-level martial arts, or exercises.

There are so many ......

Even if Yang Ning is a human being in two lives, it is the first time he has seen this kind of scene.

The Qushan tribe deserves to be the princes of one side.

This can no longer be described as a treasure house, this is simply a treasure mountain.

Yang Ning couldn't care about anything else, and took out his own space pot.

"Suck, suck me, suck me crazy......" Yang Ning felt that his nerves had become numb.

There are so many treasures in this place, and they are so dizzying.

"Haha......" The disciples of the Ancient Dao Building's eyes lit up, they were already shocked by this background, and they were even more excited.

The shelves were neatly arranged, apparently cleaned.

"I didn't expect this Qu Shanhou to be a really careful person......" Yang Qiong looked at Yang Ning's actions, and his heart was even more happy.

At this moment, Dao Tu spoke.

"These shelves are mine, don't move anyone......" around Dao Tu's cold eyes looking at the world, seeing so much ink and iron, he was also moved.

Because there are so many ink irons, enough to make his ink knife go further, maybe he will be able to reach the so-called artifact level, thinking of this, Dao Tu feels that he has become invincible in the sword, and he is invincible in the world.

"Suck, suck ......" Yang Ning kept moving the space pot, aiming at a shelf, it was just one word, suck.

Because there are too many, they are all precious materials, and they are all real materials that are difficult to see outside.

"It's been sent, it's been sent......"

Yang Qiong laughed wildly.

And in an inconspicuous corner, the evil scholar seemed to be attracted by something, and his figure flashed, and he came to a shelf.

There is a knife here, exuding an evil aura, even if the blade is hidden in the scabbard, you can feel the breath coming from it.

The Evil Heart Scholar did not hesitate and directly picked up the knife. In his eyes, there was still a greedy gaze.

The moment he picked up the knife, the evil heart scholar seemed to have changed his breath instantly, and the whole person was even more evil.

However, soon, the evil scholar seemed to realize something, and his body moved, and he disappeared behind the shelf again, without a trace.

"Huh? I just felt an aura of evil spirit, why is it gone? Yang Ning looked at the place where the evil heart scholar was just now and muttered to himself.

But after a closer look, he didn't find anything abnormal, and he was suspicious for a while, and said, "Could it be that I feel wrong?" Yang Ning didn't take it to heart, and sucked wildly at the shelf in front of him.

This is already a weapon area, and it is Yang Ning's favorite, because a cultivator has a pair of iron fists, and when he finally has the end, a good weapon and a handy weapon are the foundation of the real victory against the enemy.

Yang Ning is never tired of this, regardless of the consumption of his mind, aiming at the shelf, that is, sucking.

And behind the black stone at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion, Dian Shangjie was lonely.

Because he saw all the actions of his senior brother just now, but he didn't stop it.

When Bi Qiujin picked up the knife, Dian Shangjie knew what that knife was.

The weapon of all evils, the knife of evil killing.

Artifact, the Evil Killing Knife.

A real artifact.

But there is nothing I can do.

Dian Shangjie's eyes were full of regret, he looked at Bi Qiujin who disappeared into the night, and muttered: "Senior brother, why can't you look at it like this......

Then he disappeared into the night, and as for the battle above, Dian Shangjie didn't care at all, didn't care at all.

Because it has nothing to do with me.

And above, with the violent collision, the two initiators are now a hundred miles apart.

The blood was dull and silent.

The golden light shimmered and flickered.

And the faces of the two of them no longer have the slightest blood, and under the moonlight, they are unusually white, like the impermanence from hell.

In the sea of knowledge between the two, it was already empty, because just now, the two fought with their foundations, and it was obvious that no one had won, no one had lost, only all the space between the two, the silence was abnormal, as if telling that there had been a big war here.

The golden-armored man gasped, staring at the figure in the distance with resentment, and said nothing.

The princes who sealed the territory and divided the territory have forced themselves into this situation.

A collision, the two have no power to fight again.

staring at each other weakly, revealing a murderous gaze, intertwined with hatred, but there is a weak heart.

In this way, you can only tell your hatred.

The two looked at each other for a long time, as if the space was frozen, and neither was convinced.

"Kill me ......" Qu Shanrong was already almost crazy.

Because tonight you can't lose, you can only win.

Otherwise, what awaits the Qushan tribe will be a real annihilation.

"Kill ......" Su Darkabyss on the ground was also not to be outdone, and let out a loud cry to make the people of the City Lord's Mansion move.