Chapter 421: Three hundred years, the vicissitudes of the sea turned into a mulberry field

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble. ”

Whether it is a formation, a talisman, a soldier, a dan, a law, or a puppet. For Buddhism, it is all the "Dharma" formed by the harmony of karma, and even the "gold" of the seventh layer and the "treasure soul" of the eighth layer are all the same.

The first eight floors of the nine-story Futu Wisdom Tower, in the final analysis, are just the foundation for the believers to settle down, and the ninth layer is where the real value lies, but since the opening of the pagoda for millions of years, all the sea tribes who have stepped into the last three layers have never been able to come out alive, and over time, the last three layers of the pagoda have become the taboo of the sea tribe. Either way, as long as you don't enter the last three floors, you'll be fine.

The first five layers, Kong Laosan and others spent a total of eighteen years to complete the exploration, the reason why it was much faster than expected, was because the fourth layer of the pagoda "Danlin", the fifth layer of "Faze" had already collapsed, and just stepped into it, they were directly teleported to the sixth layer.

In the third layer of the "Prison", the Taoist was lucky, and got a strange soldier called the "Eight Heavenly Dragon Pure Evil Flag", which was somewhat similar to the "Thunder Ancient Mirror" given to him by the Great Elder, and there was a layer of extremely powerful control power attached to it, even if it could not be broken with the power of annihilation of the colorful glow, in desperation, the Taoist could only put it in the storage bag, and then find a way to crack it.

As for Zhu Shao and Wen Huang, at the request of the Taoist, they only paraded on the first three floors. Before coming, the two of them seemed to have been admonished by the Great Elder, and they had no opinion on Kong Laosan's arrangement.

......

In front of me is a huge mountain, the mountains are high, and people are like ants.

The giant mountain is not an ordinary stone mountain, but a black and yellow earth mountain, countless talented wolves, tigers and leopards, monsters and fierce creatures are like trees, "growing" out of the mountain, the higher they go, the bigger the physique of these creatures.

"Is this the rumored "puppet mountain"? It is indeed majestic and extraordinary! If you want to reach the top, I am afraid that you will have to make a lot of work!"

At the foot of the mountain, Kong Laosan said lightly, and his always calm and waveless face revealed a somewhat cautious look.

This "puppet mountain" looks full of momentum, but the strength of these puppets is limited, and with the strength of Brother Kong, it should be easy to reach the top. However, does Brother Kong really want to enter the seventh layer?"

Fan Miao'er looked at the Daoist on the side, and said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"At the beginning, the old man in Bao Like had already said that if there was really a "Phantom Golden Marrow" in this pagoda, it must be in the last three layers, since he came here, how could he be willing if he didn't explore!"

After saying this, Kong Laosan stepped directly on the dirt mountain and slowly climbed towards the top of the mountain step by step.

"Brother Kong, don't worry, I will go to Mount Meru, even if there is no "Phantom Golden Marrow" here, there will definitely be one in Mount Meru, and Miao'er will help you then

Get it back!"

Hearing this, Kong Laosan smiled, "Since this is the case, then please leave everything to the happy girl!"

Kong Laosan smiled, but he didn't care too much, and after answering a casual sentence, he had already stepped into the puppet mountain. As if sensing the arrival of the two, the puppets that were originally shaped like dead things woke up in an instant, and all kinds of black and yellow puppets of various shapes and sizes were densely packed like locusts passing through, all surging towards the two of them.

The strength of these puppets is average, although there are a large number of them, but they are not enough to see at all, any sword ray, or a fireball, can dismantle a large area, these destroyed puppets turned into various fragments, burrowed into the mountains and disappeared without a trace, and I don't know how long it will take to "grow" again.

Along the way, the two were almost unimpeded. However, three years later, just as it was time to reach the top, the Seventeen Shadows seemed to have been waiting for a long time......

Neither side spoke, and at the moment when Kong Laosan and the two reached the top, seventeen attacks came quietly, and there was no trace of sparing hands, and both sides also understood in their hearts that either you would die or I would die.

Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan's eyes were unusually calm, and in the depths of his eyes, there was even a hint of sarcasm, "Miao'er, wait here!"

After saying these few words, he has already greeted you.

Seven days later, the Dao robe shadow stood proudly, and the countless stumps and broken bones around it turned into the nourishment of the black soil puppet mountain, which was gradually engulfed.

"Brother Kong, do you really want to enter the last three layers?"

Although she already knew the result, Fan Miaoer still asked more.

Hearing this, Kong Laosan only nodded, "You go back, there are less than seven years before the pagoda is closed, whether you can get out in time, Kong himself can't be sure, but even if it's dangerous, he has to fight." ”

As he spoke, the Daoist stepped into the teleportation bronze array without looking back, and teleported towards the seventh layer.

Not long after the Taoist stepped into the magic circle, Fan Miao'er, who was standing in place, suddenly smiled slightly, and then, he looked around the "puppet mountain", the golden inscription in the pupils suddenly flourished, and there was an extra three-color lotus platform under his feet, and the whole person was like a charm, "Since you dare to intercept and kill Brother Kong, you all go to die!"

At the same time as the sound fell, Fan Miao'er seemed to have turned into an evil Buddha, and the lotus platform under his feet was rapidly enlarged, and at the same time, the ethereal Sanskrit sound of the Tao was born out of thin air, slowly towards the four directions, and vaguely, there seemed to be a trace of unpredictable ghost chirps in these Sanskrit sounds, which was completely different from the previous grandiose and clear Sanskrit sounds.

As one of the Eight Great Sea Clans, the Tiger Beak Kite Clan, nearly fifty demon kings came to the pagoda this trip, and they almost came out of the nest.

In the third layer of the "Prison of Soldiers", these demon kings gathered together, and they were constantly bombarding a huge and transparent stone wall, which looked ordinary, but there was a strong fire essence on it.

Faintly visible within it, three winged firebirds continued to spew out extremely blazing flames, which seemed to be able to scorch through the stone walls and fly directly towards the surrounding tiger-beaked kites.

At a certain moment, just when the two sides were fighting through the stone wall in full swing, a Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in the hearts of these sea tribes, and the sound seemed to be illusory, I don't know if it was an illusion or a reality. However, at the same time as the Sanskrit sound penetrated his soul, nearly fifty seventh- to ninth-order sea clans seemed to have suddenly lost their souls, silently motionless, like a sculpture, and they didn't even feel the flames spewing out of the stone wall.

Some of the tiger-beaked kites that were relatively close were directly burned into ashes, and some of them were lucky enough to escape, and they had already fallen to the ground after only half a cup of tea, and their eyes had long lost the slightest anger.

......

Through the barrier space, the sound is directed towards the fifth, fourth, and third layers...... Drifting away, all the tiger beak kite, red blood shark, crystal light demon and their affiliated groups of the three major sea clans were all photographed by Sanskrit sound, silently, the soul was annihilated, and only the body remained.

After doing all this, Fan Miao'er looked back, the corners of her mouth curled, and she also swept in the direction of the teleportation copper array.

Three hundred years, the vicissitudes of the sea into mulberry fields.

The cold comes and the summer comes, and the black flying rabbit goes. The past has become smoke, but fate is still the same. Draw the ground as a prison and lock me up for a few autumns.

Xiling Demon Continent, the battle between the Three Holy Sects and the Cutting Saint Alliance has completely ended, since the wind left the old monster and found the old monster to find the top of the Sword Mountain after the collapse of the battle, the Cutting Saint League has actually been going downhill, after a hundred years, the Three Saint Sects have attacked in an all-round way, and the Cutting Saint Alliance has been defeated and retreated, one hundred and eighty years ago, after the battle in the Fog Lock Valley, the Cutting Saint League was completely wiped out, except for some powerful cultivators who took advantage of the chaos to escape, most of them were slaughtered by the Three Saint Sects.

Of course, even if the Killing Holy Alliance has been removed from the earth, the Three Holy Islands are not at ease, and some of the cultivators who survived the decisive battle at the beginning also gave the Three Holy Islands a headache, the most famous of which is the "witch" Jiang Ling'er who has advanced to the realm of the primordial infant.

The name of "witch" resounded all over the land, not so much because of its strength, but because of its ruthless methods. As long as it is a cultivator of the Three Holy Sects, once it falls into its hands, it usually does not let it die with peace of mind, and the tragic means such as stripping bones and peeling the skin, extracting souls and refining souls are inflicted on it, which makes people hate and fear, but they are helpless.

Sixty years ago, the Three Holy Sect Zhao Lao Monster, who had been in retreat for more than two hundred years, broke through the barrier, and not only recovered from all the injuries he had suffered, but also practiced a very powerful supernatural power, and finally this old monster personally went out, not only killed some of the remnants of the Holy Alliance, but also severely injured the witch Jiang Ling'er, if it weren't for the latter's also some life-saving magical means, I am afraid that he would die on the spot.

In the end, Jiang Ling'er dragged his seriously injured body and fled to Zhongzhou, and among the known human gathering places, the Sansheng Island family was the only one.