Huang Zhenfeng once took Zhang Xiaodao to feel the spring, when Lao Huang asked Xiaodao: "What do you feel?"

Zhang Xiaodao replied unswervingly: "Life!"

Lao Huang understands the same spring, different people will perceive different truths, and what he realizes is that 'spring' is green overnight, so his knife will be more fierce than the other, like spring buds rushing to emerge.

A few years ago, Zhang Xiaodao's knife posture left room everywhere, and he even meditated on that early spring diagram to quickly recover from his injuries.

However, these effects are obviously only a small part of life.

Today's Zhang Xiaodao is at the intersection of yin and yang, supplemented by five elements, and after becoming a father for the first time, he understands what life is for the first time.

But he couldn't say an accurate definition of the word life, but he knew very well that people can't leave any regrets in their lives, and even a trace of it may be accompanied by years and months, and it will become a lifetime of regretful memories in old age.

Therefore, in the face of the devouring of the black whirlpool, Zhang Xiaodao swung this knife, which seemed to carry the brilliance of life, destroying the body of Bala Hanku.

Zhang Xiaodao came to his side, gently pushed him, and he turned into countless dust, dissipated on the bank of the Yonghe River, and said the sincere "I'm in a hurry".

Zhang Xiaodao was really in a hurry, so he didn't have time to think about it.

As everyone knows, the knife intent contained in his knife just restrained Bala Hanku's seemingly immortal body, because he had been buried for ten years, and even if he survived, he was using the extreme yin qi and the only remaining vitality in his body to fuse with each other, becoming yin and yang.

This exuberant sword intent poured into his body, naturally causing the Yan zhòng in the body of Bala Hanku, who had barely survived, to be out of balance, and it was not surprising that it turned into flying ashes.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was in a hurry, pulled out his legs and left, and went straight to the Great Wilderness Temple, without looking at the black ash on the ground again.

At this time, the sound of 'I lean' in Wang Daniu's mouth resounded through the clouds, accompanied by the collapse and shattering of a corner of the majestic temple, and the momentum was amazing.

Zhang Xiaodao arrived in a hurry. I saw Qi Yunha's red eyes pressed against the compass, and his brows were tightly locked. Zhang Xiaodao asked, "Destroy this temple?"

Qiyun Hachi nodded and said, "Destroy it first!"

Zhang Xiaodao wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead after the violent knife just now, and his hands clenched the pig-killing knife again, and a knife danced wildly.

A hurricane struck, and countless snowflakes on the ground rose and flew diagonally into the ruined ruins that Wang Da Niu had knocked out, and large pieces of ruins and broken walls flew up, and suddenly slammed into the depths of the temple with extremely sharp sword light.

Wang Da Niu gasped, his ears were full of roars, and the dust in front of him was in disarray. He said, "The knife is still your trouble." ”

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, looked at the magnificent temple in front of him, and asked, "When the is this going to be demolished?"

The temple is undoubtedly the most magnificent building in the Great Wilderness, standing tall after thousands of years of wind and rain on the holy mountain, Zhang Xiaodao can only see a corner of the temple at this time, and it is obviously impossible to complete the destruction of this corner in a short period of time.

But the current situation is for Zhang Xiaodao, whether it is to end the battle on this holy mountain to find Wang Luohan, or to help Li Yi and the four of them quickly break the formation, he must race against time.

Is there any other way to destroy a temple quickly?

Zhang Xiaodao didn't come up with a way in a hurry. He suddenly slapped his head with a frown.

His soul-melting abilities were immensely powerful, and it was obviously much smarter to use the heat of the molten slurry to burn the temple.

"Brother Niu, don't bump into it, I'll come!"

Wang Daniu nodded. still believes in Zhang Xiaodao without restrictions.

Zhang Xiaodao asked again beside him: "Is it okay to burn it!"

The reason why Qi Yunha frowned was precisely because although he sensed that the temple was the eye of the array, it was also possible that the eye of the array was only a certain wall of the temple, a certain stone pillar, or even a certain chair.

If burned with fire. Obviously, it was the best way, so he nodded heavily, "It's exactly what I want, but speed it up." ”

The corners of Zhang Xiaodao's mouth raised: "I'm in a hurry." It will be soon. He strode over to the ruins, and reached for the gray stone wall that had not yet collapsed.

The entire body of the temple is made of large stone bricks, and the walls are not only cold to the touch, but the potholes above the surface also give people a sense of historical heaviness.

Zhang Xiaodao is naturally not a protector of historical buildings, he can't wait for the great wilderness to be destroyed, history has opened a new chapter, and the molten slurry naturally spreads rapidly throughout the body.

Zhang Xiaodao's soul melting ability Wang Daniu had already seen it, but at this time, seeing Zhang Xiaodao seemed to be inhuman, his whole body was wrapped in molten slurry, and the ripples were overflowing, which still made him feel nervous.

The molten slurry centered on the palm of the hand, spreading instantly, the wall seemed to be draped in a fiery red silk, and then it quickly wrapped around a large tree in the sky with rapidly exploding vines.

The image was extremely striking, and the corner of the huge and majestic temple was quickly filled with molten lava, but the molten lava seemed to be endless, continuing to cover the entire temple.

The dark red molten slurry stands out in this snow-white world.

Qiyun Hachi's mouth grew in shock, it was really unbelievable.

There are only a handful of strong people in the world in the realm of supernatural powers, and in the early years, Qiyun also had a strong man named Mengcha, but Mengcha was already in the realm of supernatural powers at that time, but there was no Zhang Xiaodao at this time, Zhang Xiaodao was already like this before he stepped on the supernatural powers, how terrible will it be in the future?

Qiyun Hachi couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Zhang Xiaodao, Zhang Xiaodao's self-selling boast with a hippie smile, but now it seems that it is not too much, and even makes him feel that Zhang Xiaodao at that time seems to be very modest.

As the molten heat heats, the thick snow that has accumulated on the ground in front of you all year round begins to melt, turning into a dirty stream that flows to the lower parts of hell.

The temple in front of him had already become distorted in the heat, and countless black smoke was rising, covering a corner of the bright starry sky, and the black cloud was rapidly expanding.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't know that Wang Daniu and Qiyun Hachi beside him were already stunned at this time, he frantically exhaled, and turned the vitality into molten slurry as fuel and poured out from the palm of his hand.

The Yuan Qi fruits accumulated on the dome tree in the body burst one after another, and the small world that was running on its own seemed to feel Zhang Xiaodao's need at this time, and it began to shrink and shrink, and with Zhang Xiaodao's heartbeat and breathing, it changed to the same frequency.

The entire temple began to be completely wrapped in molten slurry in the eyes of Wang Da Niu and Qi Yun Hachi!

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At the end of the ladder, above the holy mountain, there was a smell of burnt paste spreading in the cliff in front of the temple.

The Templar and the two elders looked back, their faces full of disbelief.

Since the people of Sheng Tang dared to come to the holy mountain, they naturally had to have their capital, but after the old man of the temple swept everyone at a glance and keenly sensed that Zhang Xiaodao and his party sneaked on the holy mountain, this kind of capital was not worth mentioning in his opinion.

Through a series of calculations, the old man knew that since the Tang Dynasty had no magical powers here, the gentleman who was far away in the Western Regions must have split the holy mountain with a sword.

And this sword must break the big array, but if Sheng Tang and his party break the big array, and this sword is still delayed, the temple will fall into absolute passivity.

Because there is an eye in this sky, this eye can see clearly what is happening on the holy mountain, and cooperate with Li Yi and others to make a killing.

If the Eye of the Array is destroyed, then the prediction will be in place, but the more terrifying thing is that the old man who sensed that there was something strange in the temple and held the array with all his strength removed his strength to perceive, but did not perceive the existence of Balakhanku.

If Balhanku were dead, the only three of them would be left in the Temple, and this seemingly easy battle would inevitably fall into a desperate battle.

And the person who killed Balahanku can be used as an absolute variable in the Tang Dynasty and become a figure who can influence the situation of the battle in this death battle.

But there are no such people in the Great Wilderness!

The old man's thoughts and thoughts were all completed in an instant, but the two elders didn't think about it so much, but still looked at the temple blankly, and couldn't help but feel the cold wind biting and the cool breeze gusting. In fact, the temperature of the sacred mountain is rising rapidly

The old man of the temple asked: "The Tang Dynasty seems to be tough, but it is extremely shameless, the people of the Tang Dynasty on this holy mountain are naturally the pillars of a shameless country, will they do things that they know will die?"

Hearing this, the two elders felt a little relieved, and remembered the protective measures of the Array Eye.

However, even if they were at ease, because they had to hold the formation, they couldn't get out and could only watch the temple that had stood for thousands of years being melted, and the taste in their hearts was naturally unbearable.

Clusters of molten lava spread across the eaves of the temple in great layers, and then the fiery red curtain fell in front of the eyes of the three people holding the array, wrapping the temple tightly.

At this time, the temple was completely fiery, and the night sky and the top of the mountain did not have the slightest sense of matching the scene, as if the holy mountain was a volcanic crater, gushing out countless magma and enveloping the temple.

The majestic and huge temple began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye under this fiery red, accompanied by countless black smoke.

The dense rows of square windows on the second floor of the temple were melted into irregular shapes, as if they had been transformed into countless hungry ghosts, as if they were about to devour people.

The countless flying quaint eaves were no longer full of spirit, but listlessly hung down their proud heads, and then broke, falling and falling into the melted water stains, emitting white smoke, becoming a black charred stone that could be seen everywhere.

In the temple, many quaint huge stone pillars were swallowed up and down by molten lava, as if they had become wolf bèi apple cores that had been gnawed by people, and the upper and lower ends were extremely thin.

And such a scene fell in the eyes of the soldiers who rushed all the way up the ladder to pray for clouds, which was terrifying.

The warriors of Qiyun finally came to the top of the holy mountain they had dreamed of coming to with the boiling blood in their bodies, but at this time, through the fog, they saw that the sky was red and red, and the entire temple seemed to be melted and deformed, and they didn't know what was going on.

They could only watch as the temple became shapeless, and then it rained molten and began to collapse with the top floor, and almost in the blink of an eye, it dried up to the ground, becoming a huge puddle of dark red filth on the ground.

Behind the dark red stain was a fiery red man, who shook his hand and threw out a few drops of molten slurry that evaporated from the water stain under his feet.

Zhang Xiaodao Palms the Temple!(To be continued......)