"Chengxian Road?" Ling Xiangyuan scratched the back of his head, he had never heard anyone talk about anything like becoming an immortal, although there were some in the book, but he always thought it was all ethereal.

Qing Xuanzhe sighed and said, "Hurry up, it won't be good if that Martial King sees the flaws in the gluttonous sand!"

"Good. ”

Ling Xiangyuan touched the stele with both hands, and a cold touch came, and spatial ripples rippled around the gluttonous stele, and Ling Xiangyuan stepped out and disappeared.

Ling Xiangyuan's body dissolved into spatial ripples, as if teleporting, and when he reappeared, he was already in a strange world.

He looked at his surroundings, the surrounding mountains were majestic, majestic, and the top of the mountain was densely forested, with a sense of vitality, and he was at the foot of a big mountain.

There is a mountain road at the foot of the mountain, the mountain road is rugged, spiraling around the top of the mountain, Ling Xiangyuan looked around, and asked, "Senior, this should be the second grid you said, Hanqi Sha, right?"

"Well, this is Hanjisha, and my other incarnation was buried here. Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice.

Ling Xiangyuan's heart sank, Qing Xuanzhe's cultivation was so high that he couldn't get out of the sand of the sand of his own little bit of Taoism?

He thought for a while, didn't want to give up hope of survival, and asked, "Senior, do you know where the exit is?"

Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice: "I can't help you with this, my other incarnation disappeared as soon as I entered the Hanjisha, and I don't know where the exit is!"

Qing Xuanzhe undoubtedly poured another basin of cold water on Ling Xiangyuan, and he now felt that even the hope of survival was slim.

Ling Xiangyuan comforted himself and whispered: "The book says that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, I can't scare myself!"

He followed the winding and rugged mountain road towards the top of the great mountain, which was bordered by cliffs and crevices with unknown weeds and wild flowers, and the mountain was silent and deserted.

Ling Xiangyuan carried the floating air on his back and walked cautiously towards the top of the mountain, his hands tightly grasping the floating feet and necks, if Han Qisha suddenly attacked, he would immediately throw the floating air out.

Gluttonous Sand can only identify the True Qi of the Yuan Qi to attack, but he doesn't know anything about the Sand of the Sword.

Ling Xiangyuan floated forward with his back in the air, the mountain road was winding, circling around the mountain wall, he walked a long way on the mountain road, and he had reached the halfway point of the mountain, and there was deathly silence all around.

"Senior, why didn't there be any movement at all?" Ling Xiangyuan floated in the air with his back and continued to run towards the top of the mountain.

"Shh

Qing Xuanzhe's voice came, making him whisper a little and said, "It's coming!"

A gust of wind swept through the dense forest on the top of the mountain, the ancient trees in the dense forest were coiled and the dragon was overwhelmed, the branches were luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, and in the dark and damp mountain forest, a beast roared out, and the sound shook the sky.

"梼杌!"

The roar of the beast came from the dense forest on the top of the mountain, Ling Xiangyuan looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, the ancient trees in the mountain forest quickly fell to the ground on both sides, and the boulders rolled down, and there was a great tendency of landslides and cracks.

The rocks were flying, the grass and trees were splashing, and the middle of the mountains and forests seemed to be crushed by something, and the speed rushed towards Ling Xiangyuan.

The boulder rolled down from the top of the mountain, Ling Xiangyuan was in a hurry for a while, he wanted to dodge, but the mountain road was too narrow, there was nowhere to escape, so he could only go up hard.

His body flowed with strength, muscles bulged high, boulders fell, there was no way to hide, he could only helplessly use the mysterious weapon to levitate the master's bald head.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and a thousand catties of boulder that rolled down were smashed by the floating bald head, and the body of the Martial King was still so indestructible.

Ling Xiangyuan took a breath at the floating bald head, and polished it with the floating robe, the bald head was shiny, shining golden in the sun.

"Medium!"

He pinched the floating feet and necks with both hands, shouted loudly, and the strength of his arms exploded, stirring the whole person in the air, and after spinning ten times, he threw it towards the in the mountain forest.

Bang!

The mountain shook for a while, and the floating bald head continuously crashed through the trunks of dozens of towering trees, and its momentum was greatly reduced, and it tilted its body, like a javelin, and plunged into the ground like a javelin, revealing only half of its body, surrounded by cobweb-like cracks.

"Oh, I'll go!" Qing Xuanzhe closed his eyes when he saw Ling Xiangyuan throw the levitation out, and mourned for the levitation for three minutes in his heart.

Ling Xiangyuan ran over and pulled the floating air out of the ground, and wiped the floating bald head by himself.

"The head of the Golden Body Arhat of Buddhism is powerful!"

Qing Xuanzhe smacked his lips and sighed: "Silly boy, don't give the whole concussion, the Thousand Buddha Temple is very protective." ”

Ling Xiangyuan wiped the light of the floating bald head, and there was a golden light on his head, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior, I have a measure under my hands, but why is the Han Zhu missing?"

Is there a sense of proportion under the hand? As soon as a shot is a force of 6,000 catties, he will be thrown out of the air, which is called a measure under the hand?

Qing Xuanzhe was embarrassed for a while, and said: "The sand is transformed by hatred, and I haven't seen what it looks like. ”

"Resentment!"

Ling Xiangyuan frowned, looked around, the mountains and forests returned to calm, except for the grass, trees, trees and stones that were destroyed when the Han Qi appeared just now, there seemed to be nothing abnormal, and the Han Qi was nowhere to be found.

Could it be that I made too strong a move? I scared Han Zhu away? Ling Xiangyuan thought of this, and then smiled, Han Qi was condensed by Han Zhu Sha, and he was not conscious at all, how could he be scared away.

"It's near you, I can feel it!" Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice.

Ling Xiangyuan floated around in the air, and he suddenly pointed to the direction of the foot of the mountain and said, "Senior, look, why did the mountain road disappear just now?"

Ling Xiangyuan's back had turned into a bottomless cliff, clouds and mist swirled at his feet, and the mountain path down the mountain had completely disappeared, to be precise, it should be that the lower half of this mountain had disappeared.

"Go to the top of the mountain!"

Qing Xuanzhe snorted coldly, Ling Xiangyuan didn't care about anything, and walked along the winding mountain road towards the top of the mountain.

He carried the floating monk on his back to the top of the mountain, and the road behind him gradually disappeared with his footsteps, his steps became faster and faster, and the mountain road disappeared faster and faster.

Ling Xiangyuan walked two out of the way to the mountain, already in the clouds, surrounded by bottomless cliffs, when he looked at the top of the mountain again, the top of the mountain stood in the clouds and mist, like an island in the sea.

He continued to take a step forward, the mountain path under his feet had completely disappeared, and a white jade step appeared out of thin air in the clouds, leading to the top of the mountain.

"What is this?"

Ling Xiangyuan stepped on the white jade steps with his feet, feeling strong enough, stepped on his feet and walked forward.

"Xiang Yuan!"

He walked up the three white jade steps, and suddenly Ling Zhi's familiar voice came from behind him, Ling Xiangyuan turned around, and his father Ling Zhi was standing on the white jade steps, calling him softly.

"Father, aren't you already ......"

Ling Xiangyuan looked at Ling Zhi, his eyes were moist, his father was already dead, how could he appear on the white jade steps and wave to him.

This must be an illusion! Ling Xiangyuan thought to himself, it must be an illusion, his father was already dead.

"Xiang Yuan, come here!" Ling Zhi on the other end of the white jade steps had a cold face and shouted coldly.

Father! Ling Xiangyuan looked at Ling Zhi, he called softly in his heart, but he never meant to go back.

"Xiang Yuan, come here!"

Ling Zhi smiled, waved his hand lightly, and beckoned Ling Xiangyuan to come over, and suddenly a black figure appeared behind him, and the figure held a black short knife in his hand and stabbed him in the back.

The black short knife pierced from the back to the chest, and the blood stained Ling Zhi's clothes, Ling Zhi held the short blade tightly in his hand to prevent the black shadow from pulling it out, and said forcefully: "Xiang Yuan, you have to ...... I'll take my revenge!"

"Father!"

Ling Xiangyuan yelled, his fists clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hands appeared, tears slipped down his face, he wanted to rush over to avenge his father, he wanted to kill that black shadow!

"Xiang Yuan, I'm your mother!"

Ling Zhi fell in a pool of blood, and as soon as the picture turned, his mother Li Xinmei appeared on the white jade steps, her eyes full of doting, and she called Ling Xiangyuan softly.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow who killed Ling Zhi held a short knife dripping blood, approaching like Li Xinmei step by step.

Li Xinmei hid in the corner and shivered, whispered for help, and said, "Xiang Yuan, save me......"

Ling Xiangyuan watched Ling Zhi be killed by the black shadow, and now his mother was about to fall in a pool of blood again, his long hair was scattered, his robe was windless, and his eyes were red and walked forward, he wanted to kill the black shadow and avenge his father and mother.

"Xiang Yuan, if you go again, you will really die!"

Qing Xuanzhe let out an angry roar containing true qi, his voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the surrounding scenery changed, and Ling Xiangyuan instantly sobered up.

He was blinded by hatred just now, and now he looked down and saw that his right foot had already walked out of the white jade steps, if it wasn't for Qing Xuanzhe to wake him up, I'm afraid he would have fallen by now.

Ling Xiangyuan pinched a handful of cold sweat in his palm, he withdrew his right foot, calmed his mind for a moment, and asked, "Senior, was that an illusion just now?"

Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice: "Born from the heart, Han Qi likes to eat hatred, the more you hate others, the stronger it becomes." ”

"Is the 梼杌 in the sand alive? Ling Xiangyuan walked along the white jade steps towards the top of the mountain and asked puzzledly.

"I just died in the illusion back then, and I don't know much about this place!" Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice.

Ling Xiangyuan walked towards the top of the mountain with his back in the air, he felt that this place was not as simple as Qing Xuanzhe's predecessors said, if Han Qi was a living fierce beast, then the other three fierce beasts could also be alive.

Independently opened up space to captive the four ancient fierce beasts, such a big stroke, he couldn't even think of it.

Of course, this is just one of his assumptions.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiangyuan smirked, he was really worried, the sky was falling, didn't there be a tall top!

"Xiang Yuan, it's time to reach the top of the mountain!"

Qing Xuanzhe's deep voice disturbed Ling Xiangyuan's thoughts, and when he looked around, the entire mountain top seemed to have been flattened and polished by a sharp weapon, and the entire mountain top was as smooth and flat as a huge piece of bluestone.

The top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland, and the towering ancient trees firmly root the roots around the top of the mountain, and in the center of the top of the mountain is a stone tablet.