The rain of resentment has stopped!

The stop is abrupt, and the stop is eye-catching.

The thick mist of resentment in the land of the slang seemed to be brightened by three points of this black rain that had not changed in essence, and it was no longer pitch black in the distance, and even the ghosts in the sky could see the phantom shadow.

With three heads and six arms, standing up to the sky and the earth, the surrounding body is even more cloudy rolling, with every sound of the clear-faced ghost screaming between heaven and earth, the land of the swaying mangs will respond to the seven hissing ghost sounds.

The leaky wooden houses have been rattled by the strong winds around them, and the muffled sound of the earth dragon turning over can be heard at the bottom of the mountain, as if the mountain spirits are all excited by the ghost cry of heaven and earth.

The frightened Mao Zhenhuang only dared to hide behind Hou Dezhu and tremble, he had never seen such a scene of the destruction of heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth moved sideways due to a ghostly roar, as if the sky was about to fall, and the earth was about to sink.

"There's one left!"

Hou Dezhu watched another deceased spirit break through the ban, and ran towards the immortal soul with mountain-like steps, and said coldly.

With the addition of this one, there are already six green fangs with half a head standing around the body of the Heavenly Demon, and the immortal soul of the three souls in one is still summoning the last immortal spirit that is imprisoned in the distance, when all the seven immortal spirits converge, it is the moment of achieving the true spiritual evil, and it also means that the results achieved by the death of Youwei in the past will all be in vain today.

Mao Zhenhuang also saw it clearly, but he didn't know what was going on outside, but he felt that the broken wooden house he was staying in seemed to be about to collapse!

"Senior, it seems that we can't stay in the wooden house. ”

Mao Zhenhuang cautiously said to Hou Dezhu, who was a little cold-faced, if the other party wasn't still in this house, he would have run away a long time ago, and it would be better to be caught dead by a living corpse than to be stoned to death by the house if he was aggrieved.

As soon as Mao Zhenhuang's voice fell, his face was a little pale, and there was another roar in the distance, followed by a sound of gabbling between heaven and earth, like the sound of cracking silk, and more like the crisp sound of glass breaking.

The seventh soul broke the ban!

In the midst of the cheering roar of a group of supernatural ghosts, this deceased spirit ran and gathered faster, as if it could not wait.

In a few big strides, he reached the body of the undead soul, holding a pitch-black war knife and slamming headlong into the ghost body of the undead soul.

One, two, three...... One drilled into seven, and the immortal souls that were already standing in the sky were supported by the stratus clouds of the land of the waves, and from a distance, only a pair of legs and feet were still present in the waves.

Bang!

The broken wooden house was like thatch, and it was really yellow and was shocked into a pile of rotten wood by the roar of this huge ghost.

But fortunately, Hou Dezhu protected him, otherwise he would have been smashed in a rotten house.

"Senior, ground.... The ground is cracking!"

Mao Zhenhuang, who was lying on the ground, looked at the huge crack that gradually opened between his hands, and screamed at Hou Dezhu stupidly.

At this time, his brain was already a little unable to react to what to do next, and the scene he saw today had too much impact on him.

"You dare to be dishonest!"

Hou Dezhu glanced back at Mao Zhenhuang, looked at the still expanding crack in the ground under him, and shouted angrily with an awe-inspiring expression.

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Hou Dezhu walking towards him and thought he was going to pull him, but what he didn't expect was that his fat body was kicked into a bocce ball.

When he looked back, he saw Hou Dezhu holding a golden talisman in his hand and slamming it between the cracks.

Levitation in the Void!

The golden talisman flashed with a dazzling brilliance, making him dare not look at it at all.

The ground is stable!

The cracks are not expanding.

But Mao Zhenhuang's hands lying on the ground could still feel the trembling of the earth, and there seemed to be a demon hidden under the ground, but he was slapped back by a golden talisman from Hou Dezhu.

"Before.... Seniors! Underground ......"

Endless trepidation!

Mao Zhenhuang felt as if he was lying on top of the head of a demon in the world.

"Do you know what is the foundation of a great sect standing in Middle-earth?"

Hou Dezhu stared at the golden talisman with bright eyes and did not look back, but his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"I don't know!"

At this time, Mao Zhenhuang was scared to death, where did he get the most basic thinking ability, he always thought that the Jindan monk was already a thorough figure, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, but where did Jindan have the ability to destroy the world with this ghost in front of him.

At this time, what had happened in the Wandering Jedi had exceeded his imagination.

"Three things! Zhenzong's vessel, an immortal plant, and a unique and earth-shattering technique, this is the foundation of the great sect to leap into the hearts of all sects. ”

"Senior, then this underground is ......"

Mao Zhenhuang seemed to understand what Hou Dezhu said, and the brain that was down was even more rejuvenated.

"The non-human world of the year all had these things! Immortal Plant, Divine Peach, Immortal Tree, Zhenzong's Weapon, Taixu Returning Star Scepter, and Shocking Technique, Star Dao Secret Classic.

Hundreds of years ago, you have emptied this mountain three times, and then you don't know who spread the news, and the world thinks that even the great sect of Youwei has not been able to find these three things, and the people who come here have begun to countless. ”

"People may be stupid, but a big sect can't be stupid!" Mao Zhenhuang estimated that the first thing that Xie Youwei did when she entered Dangmang was to find these three things, as long as the things were placed here, even if the Dangmang was crumpled and turned over little by little, there was nothing that the Great Sect couldn't find.

"Heh! It's not that you didn't find it, but you didn't dare to take it out after finding it!

After the Divine Peach Immortal Tree was found, it was used to suppress the ancient corpse, and eight hundred years have passed, and a fairy plant known as immortal has also been checkmate with resentment, and a bad fruit was born. ”

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Hou Dezhu with a bewildered expression and said, "That spade was grown from an immortal plant?"

The impact of the other party's words was a bit big, and it made him inadvertently touch his wine gourd.

There is a "peach vine" that makes him a ginseng and soak in wine!

"It's only two years to survive!"

Looking at the golden talisman that was shot out and shaking violently, Hou Dezhu's face was as black as dripping ink, and his eyes were even colder than ever, which was not a good phenomenon.

"Senior, you don't seem to have said anything about the Star Dao Secret Codex. ”

Mao Zhenhuang was stunned for a moment, feeling that he should change the topic and discuss this issue, he felt that his heart would not be able to bear it.

What is Immortal Plant?

Guanlou Sect can't even touch its side, this thing is just like the Huayang Tianzong and the upper sect of Youwei, it is rumored that you can have the fate to gnaw on its last fruit, and you can go to the Jindan period even if you lie down in this life.

Thinking about soaking an immortal plant in his gourd, Mao Zhenhuang felt that his brain was exploding, even if it was an immortal plant that had been sentenced to death.

"The only thing you haven't found!"

The golden talisman was already shaking, and Hou Dezhu's handprint flew and pressed it three times in succession before pressing it down, and then pulled out ten silver talismans from his arms and slapped them.

"Senior, under this crack is ..... It's ......"

Looking at the movements of Hou Dezhu's hands, Mao Zhenhuang's mind turned slightly, and he thought of what was under this crack.

Too Void to Return to the Star Scepter!

The instrument of the non-human town.

It's not that you can't find the secret book of the Star Dao, but that you don't dare to look for it in every inch of land, and even the monks are afraid of the resentment, not to mention the mortals in the world, how many people will die when the resentful black qi in the whole house spreads in the world?

When you gave up the Taixu Returning Star Scepter to the town, she was thinking about the geographical location where he was standing at this time, where is the town where the Taixu Returning Star Scepter is not here!

Boom!

Eleven talismans instantly dispersed into a rain of flowers, and then a burst of light filled the heavens and the earth, Mao Zhenhuang felt that his eyes were about to be blinded, but at this moment, his ass seemed to have been hit hard, and then he felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and his mouth was even more kissed by the earth.

He was kicked off the mountain!

"Phew!"

Mao Zhenhuang, who stopped when he hit a stone, turned over and pulled out his crown and glanced around, this foot was kicked at least forty or fifty meters away, and it was out of the scope of the safety zone.

But it's a bit redundant to worry, so the sky is falling apart, and the living corpses have already run away.

Looking back, there was a streamer of light at the end of the night, and the light illuminated the entire swinging mang, and after a soft groan, it rushed towards the western sky, and a long colorful trail dragged out behind the tail, and the resentment in the sky was all rolled up.

Mao Zhenhuang knew that it was the instrument of the Zhenzong of the non-human world, and it was too void to return to the star staff!

"The real person is too empty, and the moon returns to the stars!"

Listening to a soft sigh in his ears, he suddenly looked back, and Hou Dezhu was already standing beside him in embarrassment at some point.

"It's gone! ”

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Hou Dezhu, there was a sense of regret in his eyes, this kind of treasure actually watched it fly like this, if he was Jin Dan, he would have to try it today.

"This weapon has passed the Filthy Decay Tribulation, comparable to the Huang Ji Amazing Creation Tower of the Illustrated Youwei, the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect's Extreme Humane Sword, just one step away from stepping on the Immortal, let alone me, this kind of Zhenzong weapon may need a Shangzong to do his best. ”

Hou Dezhu looked at the Taixu Returning Star Scepter that had risen to the high heavens and his face was full of hope, who didn't want to add such a Zhenzong weapon to this sect, not to mention the people of the upper sect, any sect in the world was greedy when they saw this weapon.

But it's also greedy!

"Senior, you just said that this weapon is used to deter the resentment of the mang, not the mountain soul?" Mao Zhenhuang felt a little contradictory, and Dao Sheng's words seemed to have some deviations from Hou Dezhu's.

"The soul of Dangmang Mountain died eight hundred years ago!"

"The people of the same sect as the predecessors seem to be able to move the soul of the turbulent Mangshan. ”

"Yonghezi?"

Hou Dezhu turned his head and glanced at Mao Zhenhuang, and finally knew why this person appeared on Dangmang Mountain.

"Yes!"

"He wants to move, but the Taixu Returning Star Scepter gives him a mountain to move, and your cultivation is too low, and you don't understand what the Zhenzong weapon is, and you don't know how powerful this magic weapon that has passed the Filthy Decay Tribulation is. ”

"These artifacts didn't run to the demon, I really don't know who it is. ”

Mao Zhenhuang sighed after listening to Hou Dezhu's words, and his words were sour.

"What did you say?"

Hou Dezhu turned his head to Mao Zhenhuang is a snort, and the momentum of his whole body was even more terrifying.

"Late.... Junior, that's what you mean... It's about who is destined for it. ”

Hou Dezhu's momentum startled Mao Zhenhuang, he thought he had said the wrong thing, looked at the other party's sharp eyes, and replied a little stumblingly.

"Last!"

"The last sentence was.... Be.... I didn't run to the hell. ”