The fog on the top of the holy mountain melted, and the figures of the four people gradually appeared.

Led by Li Yi, the four of them stood on the top of the mountain in different postures, with grim faces.

The old man and the two elders of the Great Wilderness Temple were expressionless, the Yuan Force in their bodies had been unconsciously accumulated, and the hairs on their bodies exploded like beasts, like fierce beasts about to come out of the cage.

Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Daniu stood behind the three people in the temple, but the two of them did not look at the three old men of the current great enemy temple, but looked at the huge pit in front of them where the heavy water had been drained and only dried up.

The pit is circular in shape, with cracks and cracks everywhere, as if it has dried up for several years.

On the water-stained cliff in front of the deep pit, there were still a few clothes that Qiyun Hachi had taken off and thrown away, but at this time there was no longer him in the lake, and his flesh seemed to be reduced to pieces and pumped into the ground with the heavy water.

But the red knife he held before he died stuck in the deep pit in the center of the surface of the dry lake.

This long knife exudes an extremely strange light as always, and the red color of the whole body seems to have drunk countless blood in the world.

However, this is not the most peculiar thing about this knife, Qiyun Hachi couldn't see it clearly in the inky heavy water before, but at this time, Zhang Xiaodao could see it very clearly under his concentration.

In addition to the bright blood color of this long knife, there seems to be dense blood vessels on the surface of the blade, and it looks like it is slightly beating.

Zhang Xiaodao subconsciously felt that this knife had life, but this idea was quickly rejected by himself after it came out, but there is no doubt that this knife seems to play a key role in this battle.

Without half a minute of hesitation, Zhang Xiaodao felt that only by holding this knife in his hand Li Yi and the four could be safe, he suddenly disappeared in place, and the water stains under his feet rippled slightly.

Wang Daniu only felt a strong wind blowing around him, and saw that Zhang Xiaodao had rushed into the dry pit.

The three old men in the temple showed a playful look, and the old man raised his hand slightly, but the red desolate knife did not react. But I didn't feel embarrassed.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao had already come to the red long knife.

With such a close look, Zhang Xiaodao could naturally see the red long knife more clearly, but the more he saw it, the more he felt that this long knife seemed to have life contained in it!

At this time, Li Yi's eyes glared angrily, and he roared: "Retreat." ”

But this qiē happened between the lightning and flint, and he shouted 'retreat', and the red long knife that did not obey the old man's call burst out and stabbed directly!

A blood-colored light swept in front of him, and Zhang Xiaodao's vision was completely filled with red, and a strong pungent smell that he had never smelled in his life rushed straight to his sense of smell.

The smell seemed to come from hell, blood. The stench of white bones and carrion mixed together.

Zhang Xiaodao's brain suddenly dizzy while smelling this smell, but it was also at this moment that the strong sense of crisis in his heart instantly dominated his actions.

The divine wheel in his mind suddenly urged, and Zhang Xiaodao's figure turned into an afterimage and gave way to the side.

But the blood-colored long knife touched the corner of his clothes at the moment he urged the divine wheel, Zhang Xiaodao only gave up half of his body, and was pierced by the long knife, and he instantly appeared in the right corner of the dry pit of the lake, but he was half-kneeling on the ground.

No one expected this unexpected scene.

Li Yi and the four of them couldn't help but look at the blood-colored desolate knife of unknown origin in shock, and their pupils couldn't help but lose all their brilliance!

The old man moved his steps lightly. It seemed that Zhang Xiaodao, who was kneeling on the ground in half, with the tip of the knife dripping with molten blood coming out of his back, no longer paid attention, but looked at Li Yi and the four of them and said softly: "There are secrets in Shengjing City, and I believe that there are secrets in the Western Regions." And how can the temple be without secrets?"

No one paid attention to him, Yang Qing looked at Zhang Xiaodao and asked, "Xiaodao, how!"

Zhang Xiaodao's raised eyes were bloodshot, although the blood-colored desolate knife only pierced his shoulder. But at this time, he felt that his mind was slackened, and there was an extremely terrifying divine thought wanton in his mind, as if he was competing with him for the right to dominate his body.

His eyes were terrifying. In addition to being densely bloodshot, his eyes seem to be big and small, constantly switching between the two states!

Li Yi took a deep breath, stretched out his index finger with his left hand and pointed to the sky, and said, "Sir, there is still a sword hanging over your heads!"

The old man of the temple suddenly looked stunned, Li Yi's words were resolute and decisive, but they revealed the meaning of peace.

Peace?

Now that the six passes of the Wing Pass have been broken, the Sheng Tang people have come to the Holy Mountain in an unexpected way, they have united with the Qiyun tribe as if they are going to overturn the Holy Mountain, and they have indeed broken the Holy Mountain Array, and now only the three old men of the Temple are left in front of them.

And they still have the sword of Mr. in their hands, as well as the box that Yang Qing is carrying, but they resolutely give up at this time, which has to be said to be a kind of courage.

In addition to his spirit, the old man of the temple naturally felt the importance of Zhang Xiaodao to the Tang Dynasty, and couldn't help frowning.

The current situation is not favorable to them, presumably Zhang Xiaodao is the one who killed Bala Hanku, and as the head of the temple, he is naturally very familiar with the various characters of the Tang Dynasty.

In recent years, Zhang Xiaodao has become the leader of the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty, and is naturally the focus of attention of all forces.

The old man of the temple could even recite Zhang Xiaodao's resume at this time, and a year ago, Zhang Xiaodao was only in the Spirit Source Realm on Dading Mountain, but now he has stepped into the Mystery of Life, and he is already Yin and Yang.

The speed of progress was terrifying, and the lightning speed that had struck the Red Blade before was already deadly, but he had demonstrated the ability to move almost instantaneously. It can't help but remind the old man of the temple of Zhang Xiaodao's famous daughter-in-law, Wang Luohan.

There are two gods in the world, there are south and north, Wang Luohan belongs to the north god gate, and Zhang Xiaodao's teleportation ability is like a shuttle that tears through space.

And this kind of ability is an ability that has not appeared in the Tang Dynasty, the Great Wilderness, and the Western Regions in the past.

He has proved with his own strength that he has rapidly grown into the pillar of the future of the Tang Dynasty.

Although this pillar doesn't seem to be as hard as the waist board of Sheng Tang's few characters now, judging from the growth rate he has shown, it seems that it is only a matter of time before the waist board hardens!

And what kind of hard it can be, it seems immeasurable!

The old man of the temple thought of this and stopped abruptly, and the Great Wilderness could not tolerate the appearance of another barefoot monk in the Tang Dynasty and Li Zizhi knew that Zhang Xiaodao must die!

"If you destroy the temple and want to leave? Saying that, the old man of the temple smiled softly, pointed to his feet, and said, "Besides, the scenery on the holy mountain is good, since you are guests." I won't get tired of it for the rest of my life. ”

Li Yi naturally heard the old man's words that he wanted to leave everyone in the holy mountain and turn them into tombs, but he didn't have time to care about these at this time, and Zhang Xiaodao let out an angry roar.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, looked up to the sky and roared, Wang Daniu, who had always been self-aware, stood in front of him, Wang Daniu understood that he couldn't help Zhang Xiaodao, the only thing he could do was to guard, but he still believed that Zhang Xiaodao could survive.

However, Zhang Xiaodao no longer had any thoughts in the sea of consciousness at this time, and red filled his thinking, dyeing all the colors of the small world in his body.

It was as if Zhang Xiaodao, bathed in a sea of blood, had the last trace of resistance dissipated, and the fire beast like Pikachu jumped into his arms at this time. A wave of flame spread instantly, and almost all the blood was evaporated in an instant.

It was also at this time that Zhang Xiaodao raised his head to the sky and roared, and the red desolate knife that ran through his shoulder suddenly shook!

A wisp of red smoke came out of the barren knife, and a huge and terrifying hideous figure suddenly condensed in midair.

The crowd couldn't distinguish his officials, but they only felt that the fierce gods were vicious, and they must be ancient beasts.

However, Zhang Xiaodao's Pikachu was not an ancient fierce beast, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and the huge body of the flame beast suddenly covered the sky and the sun.

Two roars suddenly resounded through the sky. Countless dark clouds were suddenly scattered, revealing the original appearance of the brilliant starry sky, but they were also eclipsed under the hideousness of these two beasts.

The people of the Ten Golden Tribals of the Great Wilderness above the ladder were suddenly shocked.

The last remaining warriors of the Qiyun tribe were also shocked and looked back. In vain, he immediately threw off other thoughts and stuck to the ladder!

Wang Da Niu was at the closest point where the two fierce beasts roared, and the sound was not high-pitched. But when it entered his ears, his brain went blank, and his knees fell to the ground weakly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Splitting headaches.

Seeing this scene, the three old men of the Great Wilderness Temple unconsciously exclaimed, "Flame Beast!" The heart seemed to be hung up immediately, refusing to fall again.

The red desolate knife has been made into the holy mountain array since the establishment of the holy mountain array, and the three old men only listened to the instructions of the elders, the fierce beast in this knife is unmatched, fierce and abnormal, and it was called killing beasts in ancient times.

The beast-killing aura was extremely fierce, and no one could melt the spirit, so he was beaten into his knife by the Temple Master Sect back then, and became a sword spirit.

This time when he reappeared, the three old men of the temple naturally had absolute confidence that this fierce beast would kill Zhang Xiaodao, but who knew that the ancient flame beast that Zhang Xiaodao fused with his spirit suddenly appeared, and its posture seemed to be more fierce than that killing beast.

The size of the flame beast was huge, as if it covered the entire sky above the holy mountain, but the killing beast only occupied a corner of the sky, and the ferocity that it gave people when it first appeared was completely lost.

At this time, the flame beast roared three times again, and what kind of bullshit ancient killing beast suddenly flinched, and gradually showed its well-behaved, as if it had encountered a natural enemy, but it felt more like it had met its father.

This picture gave the three old men in the temple a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, and it was also at this time that they noticed that Zhang Xiaodao had opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear, like the clear water of the Yonghe River.

He no longer knelt down, but stood up, grabbed the red barren knife with one hand, and pulled it out of the pierced shoulder blade.

Like a silky sticky molten slurry spilled on the ground, evaporating countless water stains, setting off his figure even more mysterious.

But the mist couldn't stop the eyes of many masters, and they saw that after Zhang Xiaodao pulled out the long knife, he held the tip of the knife with his other hand, and raised it suddenly, and at the same time his knees went up, and a crackling sound roared into people's ears.

He actually used the action of a woodcutter to break the secret hidden in the holy mountain, and broke this seemingly fierce red barren knife! (To be continued......