As Cao Wei said, the Styx River is not far from entering the Ancient Spirit Domain, thirty miles of twists and turns, but in fact, the distance in a straight line is only ten miles.

This distance is naturally nothing to Youyun City, but Zhang Biao's purpose is not to hurry, so he walks very slowly.

Zhang Biao stood at the head of the city, looking left and right.

The advantages of the square face are also revealed at this time.

Zhang Biao often wore noodles before, the main reason is that he has the ability to increase his vision, in addition, he can also change the perspective of the spiritual world and view the flow of incense and divine power.

On the other hand, this function is significantly stronger, and more visions can be seen.

For example, Teng Jian's one-pulse omencology technique can be seen ominous...

Observing the Blame Technique, you can detect the flow of blame...

Wrong cut a pulse of six non technique, you can see the "moment" light...

Fang Xiangzong practiced in the barren mountains and Daze all the year round, specializing in dealing with all kinds of evil, and naturally knew how to seek good fortune and avoid evil. In this ancient spiritual realm, it has naturally become Zhang Biao's means of exploration.

"Stop!"

Soon, Zhang Biao discovered something strange.

I saw that on the cliff on the left, there was a stone sculpture of a human face the size of a round table mixed in the stone wall, with a round face, squinting eyes, as if smiling at them.

But the stone was pale, but it looked like a grimace.

"It looks like a Buddha statue..."

The voice of the person on the thousand machines sounded in his head, "The Ancient Spirit Realm is usually composed of many world fragments, containing many powers, and this mountain range may be related to the Buddha Dao. ”

"Be careful, anything that can survive is definitely not simple, but the area where the River Styx crosses should be safe."

The River Styx is formed by the spiritual realm and is also a black evil, and if there is no ghost city or other forces to restrain it, it will be extremely irritable, devouring all kinds of remnant souls and alien aura.

Therefore, where the River Styx passes, it appears to be safe, and the irresistible force makes the River Styx impassable.

Zhang Biao nodded slightly, "It's really not simple. ”

He was wearing a square face, and the red light flashed in his upper and lower eyes, and he suddenly saw a different vision:

On the round face of the Buddha statue, a faint red mist erupted from the nostrils, turning into a yaksha grimace, and the Buddha's face became hideous.

This is an ominous atmosphere, according to Teng Jian's one-vein omencography technique, the yaksha grimaces, the big ghosts have nightmares, and the broken ones are ominous...

The Spiritual Eye was working, and there was indeed a problem.

Zhenlu Buddha (Xuan-level second grade)

1. Refined by the master of the King Kong Temple in the Baosheng Realm, it is used to suppress the ghouls and drought, forming a thousand corpses array, the evil is extremely positive, and the pregnant King Kong treasure qi, after the collapse of the Baosheng Realm, he fell in the back of the Yin Mountain...

2. Infected by drought and resentment, it has become an ominous instrument.

3. Break the Buddha statue, and the drought can get out of trouble...

4. Buddha, let's almost finish!

Zhang Biao frowned slightly, "It's an ominous weapon, and there is a drought in it." ”

After hearing this, the people on the thousand machines immediately said: "Since it is an ominous weapon, then take it away, just smash it into tiles, let the Yin Temple shrine absorb it, and enhance its power." ”

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "It's okay, there is such a thing on the road, if someone on the ghost boat is curious and broken, none of them will survive." ”

"Hahaha... You have a good heart. ”

The people on the thousand planes laughed, and the two twelve-hour dream black mist tentacles suddenly gushed out, directly bombarding the Buddha statue.

I only heard a loud bang, the Buddha statue shattered, and the fiery and dry red corpse qi suddenly gushed out, rushing against the River Styx, making a sneering sound, and the white mist rose.

Crash!

A thin arm suddenly stretched out, long black hair, sharp nails, flickering cold light, and a faint firelight.

However, in the dark fog of the dream at twelve o'clock, there were still more than a dozen puppets of the god of the underworld, and the iron arm stretched out, grabbed the thin arm and pulled it out.

Inside, the drought finally appeared, but it was a strange woman with two heads, covered in long black hair, black hair fluttering, sharp mouth and fangs, and mouth spewing fire.

Although this thing is said to be a second-grade Xuan-level thing, it is higher than Zhang Biao's Taoism, but it has suppressed the seal all year round, and it is very weak.

The puppet of the god of the underworld is also a first-class product, and many puppets are not afraid of its corpse qi, and they exert their strange power to tear it into two.

At the same time, at twelve o'clock, the dream of black fog, also wrapped in fragments of Buddha statues, together with the broken corpses of the drought, roared back, and fell into the watchtower.

The swarm of devouring cicadas was surging inside, and after a while, this powerful drought was eaten completely.

At the same time, a huge hole was revealed in the stone wall, and a gloomy aura gushed out.

"Violent, too violent..."

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and inside a watchtower, a swarm of spirit devouring cicadas suddenly swarmed out, hulala poured into the cave.

With the help of the eyes on the back of the devouring cicada, the scene in the cave can be seen at a glance, it is actually a Buddha hall, with large and small metal Buddha statues collapsing, covered with dust.

"Hey, there's something else?"

When Zhang Biao saw it, his eyes lit up, and he manipulated the Spirit Devouring Cicada insect swarm to scatter and search.

It's a pity that this Buddha hall is inlaid with the mountain for some reason, and the wooden utensils and other objects inside have become rotten and broken when touched after a long time.

However, those Buddha statues are not simple, they are all forged from spiritual copper, because the ancient spiritual world is full of spiritual energy, and the spiritual charm is still preserved.

So much spiritual bronze is comparable to half of the inner treasury of the Yanjia Sect, and it is worth a lot of money.

Hearing Zhang Biao's story, the people on the thousand planes were immediately overjoyed, and at twelve o'clock the dream roared out and took out all the Buddha statues inside.

The transformation and upgrading of the Hidden City requires a large amount of resources, and the spirit copper, as the basic spiritual material, is not too much in any case.

Besides, Qingfeng Village is also in urgent need of this thing.

"Haha, good start, good!"

As soon as he entered the Yin Mountain, he had such a harvest, although it was not a more precious ghost copper, but it also made Zhang Biao feel very good.

Thousands of people on the machine even did it on the spot, pulled out the samadhi true fire wire, and separated the Buddha statues one by one.

"Huh? This thing isn't right! ”

Hearing the whispers of the thousands of people on the plane, Zhang Biao hurriedly turned around.

I saw that a Buddha statue has been split in half, and there is a small Buddha hall hidden in the chest and abdomen, and there are some small Buddhas carved by five-colored gems inside.

Zhang Biao immediately understood what the people on the thousand planes meant.

This is a method of pretending to be dirty, proving that it was once used to conceive the Buddha of the lay gods. Moreover, it is a very clever method.

The man on the thousand machine was puzzled: "So many secular gods and Buddhas, even if they are destroyed, they should turn into ghost Buddhas, why don't they see any of them?" ”

Zhang Biao looked at it, and then looked at it with the eyes of spiritual vision, and his face became solemn, "Without the divine power of incense, all the vulgar gods inside will be destroyed." ”

The people on the thousand planes breathed a sigh of relief, but they noticed that Zhang Biao's expression was different, and hurriedly asked: "It's good to be destroyed, is there any trouble?" ”

Zhang Biao said in a deep voice: "The vulgar god Buddha inside has turned into a ghost, but it has only recently been devoured by something. ”

With that, his eyes were solemn and he looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers.

"Be careful, there's a tough guy here..."

"Roar!"

As soon as the words fell, not far from the top of the mountain, there was a terrible roar, with a hoarse voice and a hint of madness.

The sound was very strange, so far away, that it was heard so clearly that it seemed to ring in the head.

At the same time, Zhang Biao also felt dizzy.

"Oh no, this voice is weird!"

Zhang Biao snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and gently touched the wind points behind his earlobes, and immediately closed his hearing.

In the inheritance of Fang Xiangzong, there are still many predecessors' enemy skills, some supernatural powers, which can directly attack people's five senses.

When encountering this kind of evil thing, the best way is to close the corresponding five senses, so as not to be hit before you can make a move.

Just hearing its voice, it is difficult for him to resist, it is definitely not simple.

Sure enough, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The souls of the people on the Thousand Machines were in the core of the Hidden City, and they were not affected, and the voice sounded in Zhang Biao's mind, "Be careful, this thing should be some kind of beast." ”

Zhang Biao nodded and slowly pulled out the Mo Wen knife.

Not long after the revival of the aura of the Ancient Yuan Realm, those beasts and monsters with bloodline explosions, although they were strong, were usually killed before they could grow up, and their bones, flesh and leather became spiritual materials.

But Zhang Biao knew that this thing was by no means easy to deal with.

Fang Xiangzong has a stomach vein, specializing in dealing with monsters, these things have grown up, each body is huge, the flesh and bones are comparable to gold and iron, the spell is difficult to hurt, and there are bloodline supernatural powers, which are very difficult.

And these things usually become the overlord of one side, turning into ancient gods, the ancestors of the ancient Yuan realm, they just can't stand these guys, so they provoke cultivators from the outside world.

Zhang Biao waited for a while with vigilance, but there was nothing abnormal.

Just as they were about to continue walking, a strong wind suddenly blew above the canyon, and huge boulders the size of houses tumbled and fell, colliding with the cliffs on both sides, making a rumbling sound.

"Be careful!"

A thousand people on the plane reminded him, and at twelve o'clock, the dream turned into black mist and his tentacles rose into the air, boulding all those boulders away.

A boulder the size of a house fell into the River Styx, splashing more than a dozen feet of waves, and the water was surging.

In this situation, the city is naturally still stable.

But in the splash of the Styx, Zhang Biao remained motionless, holding the Mo Wen knife in his hand, and staring at the top with his eyes.

Sure enough, the wind in the canyon was fierce, and the black mist and wind were directly pressed down like dark clouds, as if they were about to overturn the city.

At the same time, strange cries rang out again.

Although Zhang Biao closed his hearing and was not affected, the spirit devouring cicada in the watchtower suffered and began to faint in a large area.

This is the weakness of the Spirit Devouring Cicada, although it is intimidating to gather together, but when it encounters such a powerful range spell, it is easy to suffer.

Zhang Biao didn't care, his eyes flashed red, and when the dark clouds pressed down, he suddenly saw the appearance of the monster in it.

But it was a strange bird, like a vulture, with wings spread out, ten zhang wide, and its wings flickered, and the wind mixed with the mist surged.

And its head actually had facial features, like an old man in his prime, with wrinkled skin, a pointed nose, a mouth full of fangs, and red eyes the size of a lantern full of madness.

At the same time, its information also poured into Zhang Biao's mind.

Human head owl (Xuan-level three products)

1. The human head is crying and the soul is about to disperse, and the vulture body is greedy.

The head of the savage orc, the egg is hidden in the leyline, due to the collapse of the treasure realm, it fell into the ancient spirit domain of the back yin mountain, and after hatching, it devoured the surrounding ghosts and yin spirits to grow...

2. Demon Tong: Soul calling. Can use tricks: Xunfeng, falling rocks, cloth fog, soul devourer, feather toughness, can cut gold and break jade. The weakness is the Wraith.

3. Because he grew up in the ancient spirit realm, he was crazy...

4. Whoever tries to kill it with a flying sword will be taught a hard lesson......

Seeing the information prompt, Zhang Biao's Mo Wen knife that was about to fly out hurriedly retracted, and a dragon gourd suddenly appeared in his hand.

At the same time as turning his true qi far away, he used the Divine Power Technique of the One Pulse of the Stomach Pulse, the muscles of his body swelled suddenly, his bones clicked, and he put on the posture of the overlord to resist the dragon gourd.

"Be careful, slow down!"

The people on the thousand machines did not panic when they saw the appearance of the head owl, but when they saw Zhang Biao holding the dragon gourd, and this appearance, they suddenly screamed.

Phew——!

A huge roar accompanied by the white flames rising into the sky, and the huge thrust suddenly sank in front of the city.

The white cold flame illuminates the canyon in an instant......

(End of chapter)