Many of the elders began to stop talking, they were all very excited, the other side flower accompanied by the Sansheng Stone, which caused a great impact on their brains, not only them, but everyone present was looking at the peak.

"Three Lives and Stones Forget Three Lives"

This is a big opportunity, we are on, many people can't bear it anymore, and they start to be restless, but these are scattered cultivation in various places, and the Taigu family and the Great Sect don't need to move.

"Ahh

This is a monk in the transcendent realm, he is the first person who wants to climb the Lethe Bridge, but the end is very miserable, the whole body is burned by green flames, the miserable scream, so that the more than 10,000 people present are frightened, calf tendons, after a while the monk will not shout, he turned into ashes and left a shadow in the position of the step, which is formed by ashes.

"Here's what happened"

A lot of people say it's too evil.

"Ahh

Another monk who did not believe in evil was burned to ashes, and this person relied on the strong strength of his Returning Yuan Realm to make a risk, but in the end he could not escape death, and his body and soul were destroyed.

"Hiss" "This is karmic fire"

The Ziyang real god of the Ziwei Sect is here, and he is well-informed.

"Look, there's someone on the mountain," someone screamed, shouting like a ghost, thinking he had seen a ghost.

The figure is on the peak on the right, and it looks like a monk.

Zhang and his entourage also saw it, this person was standing very tall, and from below, he could see his bare head, flashing with oil.

"Monk Red Lotus, I'm not mistaken" The unscrupulous monk's face changed dramatically, and he was very shocked.

Zhang Yixing was also puzzled, this monk is estimated to have been here for a long time.

The unscrupulous monk calmed down, "This Red Lotus monk was a famous power in the Western Wilderness four thousand years ago, and he is about to become a Buddha."

Many people saw this figure, and he stood there like a shadow, motionless, looming and independent.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire, Burn My Holy Body, World-Honored Jizo, Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon..."

This is the sound of the Buddha, and like the sound of sacrifice, the sound can only be heard very vaguely at first, and slowly begins to louden, the entire underground Sanshan Lichuan River Bridge is surrounded by this ancient strange sacrificial sound, like the gods and Buddhas in the heavens praying for scriptures, and like the sacrificial sound as miserable crying.

"Who is he going to overdo this?" many people wondered.

"I feel like I'm going to be touched"

Some people began to waver, and it was difficult to control their feelings, and this voice was insignificant, and it had the ability to influence excess.

"Don't panic, everyone, this is just an obsession, the red lotus has already sat down"

A big man saw the clue, it was not a real person, it was just an obsession left after death.

Zhang Yixing's face had already changed and changed, this adventure was very strange, many strange things happened in this monk's world, and he himself was digesting it.

"The boy Hedao flower is given to you, and when you have the opportunity, you will try the Dao, I am going to collect the Dao fruit left by the Red Lotus monk"

The fat monk improvised that his focus was on the mantle of the Red Lotus monk.

"Boom" shook the mountains.

With a loud bang, the mountain peak on the left was broken at the waist, and the broken mountain fell into the Lechuan River, the momentum was vast and shocking, and many monks sat directly on the ground and did not stand firmly.

"Boom, clang, clang, clang" The sound of the chain sliding.

A figure stood on the broken peak on the left, and he was bound by the iron chain of the Great Dao, appearing in front of everyone like a demon god.

"Suppress the ancient demon gods here, don't mess around" The voice of the bound man was loud and resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"This person is alive, not obsessed, real person, and self-conscious, not demonized"

Many people were shocked, the ancient demon god, that is such an existence, he is going to be born, who can stop it.

The sound of the sky on the avenue sings softly like flowing water, like a dream, making people fall into it and unable to extricate themselves.

"Red Lotus can't imagine that you haven't seen you for four thousand years, you have sat down, leaving your skin empty," the person who was locked in the iron chains of the Great Dao sighed.

"What, the figure on the peak is just a human skin"

Many people at the scene were shocked, and two old monsters who had been missing for more than 4,000 years appeared at once, but fortunately, one of them had been seated, and the other was locked up and couldn't make trouble.

The Dao voice was faint and began to stop, and this human skin was only overtaken by the obsession left by the Red Lotus monk, and he began to speak.

"Suppress the chaos here, and hope that the latecomers will relay" His voice was not very loud, but everyone at the scene heard it clearly.

"The flowers on the other side are blooming, the three lives are now, Amitabha Buddha" The voice was a little helpless, some expectation, as if he was a dying person, and if he wanted to witness the miracle, he had no time to see it.

"Nobunaga-kun, everything in the future will be entrusted to you, Amitabha" After the Red Lotus monk finished speaking, he turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth, and a generation of strong people in the Western Wilderness was wiped out.

"Hey..."

The figure on the top of the cliff on the left was very lonely, he let out a long sigh, his cloak was scattered, the iron chains were shining, and every time he moved, there would be great road runes flickering on the chains, trapping him.

"Nobunaga-kun, he is the head of the Shin family four thousand years ago" Wang Hou from the Eastern Dynasty recognized him.

"It's a pity that the Zhongzhou Xinjia declined with his disappearance"

Many people began to talk about this strong man 4,000 years ago, "He is a legendary figure, with outstanding qualifications, and he supported the Xinjia by himself, so that the Xinjia of that year was in Zhongsheng Shenzhou, gaining a foothold"

The iron chain sounded loudly, "The moment the mixed yuan golden bucket is broken, it is doomed to the decline of the Xin family" The voice was desolate and faint, he seemed to be much older at this moment, and his original gray and black hair turned snow-white.

"Back then, in order to prevent the rebirth of the disaster, the two families of Buddhism and Taoism lost a lot of masters, and it was a miracle that he survived," Ziyang Zhenren sighed very much, this person, the red lotus, and all the heroic spirits who sacrificed in this underground are all martyrs and heroes worthy of respect.

"I sensed the fragment of my Sect's Extreme Dao Divine Weapon like this, ahhh

At this time, if you want to say who is the most undecided, it is estimated that it is Zhang and his party, he doesn't know what the relationship between this Nobunaga-kun and the dead Shinshiroshi is, and before he can think about it, a rusty fragment handed over to him by Shinshiro left his body.

At this time, the fragments shone with black light, and the originally rusty parts began to emit holy light, and the embroidered ashes fell into dust, turning into a black light and falling into Nobunaga-kun's hands.

"Who is the kid, how can there be my Xinjia treasure" The chain slived, and Nobunaga-kun sucked Zhang and his party in front of him with one claw, and began to question.

Zhang Yixing couldn't control himself, in front of such a great force, he was like a doll, allowing the other party to grab him and couldn't move.

The unscrupulous monk couldn't do anything, "Boy, you ask for more blessings" He could only pass on the sound of Zhang and his party.

Zhang Yixing couldn't move, his body was already restrained, "This is what the old man Shinshiro gave me before he died" Zhang Yixing could only answer truthfully, of course, he couldn't say it out loud, just passed the sound.

"I can't imagine that my extremely talented great-grandson is also dead, oh my God, I am the only one left in my family" Nobunaga-kun's hair was scattered, and his voice was very sad, there is no eternal primeval family in the world, and one day it will decline, until it disappears in this long river of history.

"The old man of Xinshiluo left his last words and brought this piece to the peak of Cangsong Mountain in Zhongsheng Divine Continent," Zhang and his entourage continued to transmit the sound, and he felt that the great demon god in front of him had no ill will towards him.

"My great-great-grandson has a good eye, because he should pass on my Xinjia's mixed Yuan Tiangong to you" The old man with his cloak put Zhang and his party down, and his eyes hidden behind his long hair emitted this red light, which was very breathtaking.

The gray hair of the old man of the "Yin and Yang Vein" began to calm and recover, this is a pair of eyes that see through everything in the world, and they are terrifyingly calm.

"The avenue is yin and yang, and the kid will send you a creation," Nobunaga-kun pointed to the Lechuan Bridge.

"As long as you can step on the peak of creation, it is yours" The iron chain of the avenue sounded, and the old man was still very strong.

With the disappearance of the last obsession of the Red Lotus Bodhisattva, the prohibition of the karmic fire of the Lethe Chain Bridge leading to the middle peak has disappeared, and many people have begun to set foot, but they walk very slowly, as if there is an invisible path suppressing, and it is like walking into a quagmire, walking slowly.

The overpass is very wide and has three zhang, such as a chain hanging river, directly to the peak of the sky, the figure on it is wrong, no matter how high the cultivation is, when you step on this overpass, it will return to the ordinary.

Zhang and his entourage began to climb the bridge, at first they could walk like the wind, surpassing many of the forerunners, but when they reached the halfway point, they felt very difficult, and the pace began to be slow, and they had to take one step at a time to walk on the peak.