Luo Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, if he was not wrong, the bronze horse in front of him was the horse that the bronze statue said. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, this horse, it seems, is not alive.

Seem...... It is a real bronze statue, a thin old horse, like the afterglow of the setting sun, the life that is about to be exhausted, condensed into a statue at the last moment.

Before he could recover much, the innocent monk turned to Luo Xiaotian: "Senior Brother Luo, please open the lock here." ”

Hearing this, several people turned their eyes to Luo Xiaotian, especially Gong Lianghua, their eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of danger flashed in their eyes.

Luo Xiaotian's face sank: "Explain it clearly." ”

The innocent monk raised his hand and pointed: "The bronze statue is the key." ”

Luo Xiaotian pondered for a moment, then stepped forward and touched the bronze horse.

However, there was no reaction at all. There was no mechanism on the horse, no matter whether Luo Xiaotian touched the bronze horse with his hands or touched it with the bronze figure, he never reacted at all.

Luo Xiaotian's face was slightly gloomy, and he turned his head to look at the innocent monk.

The little monk stepped forward, said the Buddha number, and stretched out his hand to Luo Xiaotian: "Give it to me." ”

Luo Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, then handed the bronze statue to the little monk.

Grabbing the bronze figure with one hand and touching the bronze horse with the other, the little monk closed his eyes and said something in his mouth.

At the moment when the little monk closed his eyes, Luo Xiaotian suddenly reached out and grabbed the little monk's wrist.

An electric current came from the little monk's hand, and Luo Xiaotian's whole person was shocked ruthlessly. He felt like he had been struck by lightning.

The little monk was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glared at Luo Xiaotian, as if something had been snatched away.

The innocent monk was also stunned, but he didn't expect Luo Xiaotian to suddenly intervene.

Before a few people could speak, the ground suddenly shook violently.

The source of the vibration was not directly below, but from a distance, as if the heavens and the earth were changing drastically, and as if the end was coming, in an instant, they seemed to see countless flowing fires tearing apart in the sky, and the earth was also torn apart. Countless worlds perished in that instant. There seemed to be crying and laughter coming from a cloud of black mist, like madness.

"Huh~!" the old horse's neighing woke up several people who were almost stuck in that environment.

Several people were shocked, and cold sweat broke out on their backs, as if they had experienced a big war. The illusion just now was too real, as if it was immersive, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, and they were just a drop in the world, and they would perish with the heavens and the earth.

Luo Xiaotian's heart trembled even more, in the illusion just now, he didn't react at all from the primordial magic array in the sea of consciousness. Only then did he realize that if he relied on the presence of the First Law Illusion Array, he would dare to ignore the illusion, and sooner or later he would suffer a big loss, and even pay an extremely heavy price.

At some point, the bronze horse came back to life and became a flesh and blood horse.

Lao Ma's eyes were like those of an old man who had experienced too much, his eyes fell on a few people, and he looked: "Such a cultivator, dare to come here." Could it be that in today's world, you are already the strongest?"

I don't know if the old horse is friend or foe, and several people didn't speak rashly.

But I saw that the little monk opened his eyes, grabbed the bronze statue, walked to the old horse, and recited the Buddha's name: "The younger generation has seen the seniors, and I ask the seniors to help us suppress the murderer here." ”

The old horse snorted, and his eyes turned, but it fell on the bronze figure in the hand of the little monk, as if there was nostalgia.

It sighed, "I said, don't be tainted with right and wrong. Born in chaos, he was destined for supreme freedom. Everything in the world has nothing to do with him, so why should he be contaminated with dust. It ended up like this. ”

I saw the old horse shaking his head slightly: "That's it, what I owe you will be repaid to you today." After that, nothing more. ”

It opened its mouth, swallowed the bronze figure, and spit it out, but it was a bronze ancient lamp.

"Take this thing, the lamp is in the people, and the lamp is extinguished. The old horse paid no more attention to them, turned around, and ran towards the center of the tremors.

There was no lamp oil or wick in the bronze ancient lamp, but it was lit with a little spark, flickering slightly, just surrounding several people.

But at some point, the darkness that had been temporarily dispelled came again. The spark of the bronze lamp sliced through the darkness, isolating the power in the darkness.

Monk Wuji hesitated for a moment and said, "Follow up." ”

Several people looked at each other, and there was no better choice now. Waiting here is just waiting for death. In the center of that vibration, you don't have to guess to know that it is the dark shackles, the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

Lao Ma didn't know what level of powerhouse he was, but he had never heard of any level of powerhouse who could fight the extraterritorial heavenly demons alone.

Luo Xiaotian and the others rushed over, although they couldn't do anything. But at least you can't die without knowing anything.

The old horse's speed is not fast, its life is coming to an end, and it has come to an end many years ago. In the last days of its life, it chose to self-proclaim and become a bronze statue, where it waits. To fulfill the promise made to that person. It's a stallion's promise, a promise.

It waits here, when the seal here is no longer secure, waiting for those who will come after the Immortal Ancient Era. This place is to be sealed again.

When Luo Xiaotian caught up with the old horse, a black mist turned into a black giant, holding a double hammer, and fought with the old horse.

The thin and dying old horse burst out with unparalleled strength, and its hooves stepped in the air, like a light elf, no matter how the black giant attacked, it could not hurt the old horse.

But this does not mean that the old horse has the upper hand, the old horse does not dare to go head-to-head with the black giant, it can only dodge like this, looking for the flaws of the black giant.

As long as it is a living being, there will be flaws, but the black giant is not a living being. It has no flaws. If the old horse continues to stalemate like this, it will only be itself that will be consumed.

Seeing the black giant, several people's hearts trembled for no reason, it was the fear of extraterritorial heavenly demons engraved in the depths of the souls of all living beings.

Wen Ziyi frowned slightly: "No, this is not the body of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon. ”

Several of them found that the strength displayed by this black giant did not match the description of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon at all, and even the weakest Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon had the cultivation to enter the Holy Realm. However, this black giant has no brute strength, his speed and reflexes are not enough, and he can only use a giant hammer to smash it, and he can't use any spells.

The little monk looked at the black giant seriously: "This is a clone." Stuck at one end, and a clone at that end. ”

Gong Lianghua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "What do you mean?"

The little monk shook his head: "I don't know, I only heard Wu Nian say this." ”

Several people were stunned. But there are a little doubts, the name of Master Wunian knows that it is a hidden power in Xiaoxi Tian.

But if this is just a clone of the extraterritorial heavenly demons, there is no need for an existence at the level of Master Wunian to make a move.

Over here...... What's there, exactly?

(To be continued.) )