A grass dragon soared into the air, riding hundreds of monarchs and ministers of the Southern Ming Dynasty on its back, and the colorful glow shone on the horizon, as if it was covered with a layer of divine brilliance.

Zhu Mei looked at the scene in front of her strangely, and silently calculated for a moment.

Jumping feet scolded: "What a shameless devil cub!"

was about to cast a spell to burn the grass dragon, which made Pang Xian's wishful thinking come to naught. Yi Zhou took his hand in time, shook his head and sighed: "Fellow Daoist, stay, it's too late." ”

"Origin and fate, Zhu Xiaoyou and the Ming royal family have not cleared up the cause and effect, even if you kill them, it will be useless, but it will aggravate his calamity. ”

As he spoke, he paused, and said in a heavy tone: "And you also want to be deeply involved in it, and you can't be exceeded?"

"Damn! Damn!" Zhu Mei was extremely annoyed.

Zhu Youmu, the monk of Caiwei, has already cut off the cause and effect of the mortal dust in this life, and only when the Ming Dynasty is completely extinguished, he can pious and pure cultivation and seek the supreme Dao fruit.

But Pang Xian dragged him into the quagmire again, and he couldn't get out again. Before the catastrophe came, the Orthodox Church first lost a profound sword immortal. How can it not make Zhu Mei grit her teeth in anger.

"Hmph, we have to give the cub a retribution before I can show us our inspiration. ”

This Yi Zhou agrees, how can he tolerate the little Wutai remnants who dare to conspire and calculate under their noses. As for his and Zhu Mei's previous plan, they took the opportunity of Emei's great prosperity to take advantage of the situation to exterminate the Lianping Mountain lineage, but they were ignored by him.

Suddenly, the earthquake trembled, and it seemed that the earth dragon turned over, and countless cold and dark qi poured out from the ground. The black smoke is like a wisp of silk, like a snake python making a mess, constantly erupting in thin sprays.

"Not good!" Zhu Mei and Yi Zhou were suddenly shocked, "It's the old devil who pierces the heart, go quickly!"

In a flash of light, he broke through the air and left.

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Pang Xian watched the Southern Ming Emperor Zhu Youlang ride a dragon to ascend to heaven, and his heart was extraordinary. I see how you survive this catastrophe.

At this moment, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and countless wisps of yellow smoke and black mist erupted. Reflecting the smoke and clouds of this place, it seems that there is a demon god at work underground.

"Uncle Shi!" moved in his heart, and Pang Xian was delighted.

Seeing that the overall situation has calmed down, there is still some turmoil left, and Qiu Kui, Li Xiuyang and others are enough to deal with it. A few words of instruction were given, and the seven daughters of Qin Huai obeyed Elder Qiu's arrangement.

The five fingers of the right hand are bluff, and the five ghosts of the Xuan Ming have appeared, and their natural supernatural powers are still needed to shuttle between the two worlds of yin and yang.

"Little master, let's go!" is about to meet the person who pierces the heart, and the five ghosts are in a happy mood, that is the old master who made them born! Naturally, they have deep feelings.

As soon as the body was cold, the light and shadow in front of him changed, and it was already to another world.

"Boom!" the water of the Yellow Spring rushes endlessly, like roaring thunder. The air is very steamy, cold and damp.

Pang Xian stared at it, the river was blood-yellow, and white bones and ghosts appeared in the water from time to time, heading straight to the end of the field of vision. Guess this is the Lethe River opened up by the heart piercing master?

"Over there!" said the five ghosts, flying away in joy.

On the banks of the Huangquan River, the turbid gas condensed into the underworld, and the surrounding area was barren. Looking at it makes people feel vast and lonely.

In the distance, an arch bridge leads to both sides of the Lechuan River. The white bone yin spirit in the river wanted to jump up and float towards the arch bridge, but the water of the Huangquan River was heavy and sticky, and it could not be freed.

By the river, there is a small pavilion, and a beautiful young man wearing a purple and gold crown and a five-cloud fairy robe is drinking. Yinshu smiled at the corner of her mouth and stood beside her.

"Uncle Shi!" Pang Xian bowed down, "How can your old man have time to meet each other?"

"Haha!" Lang laughed, and the heart-piercing Taoist replied, "Xian'er is really a lucky star." ”

"Look ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and blew out a breath of air, only to see a green mang two or three feet thick, straighter than an arrow, shooting into the clouds behind the pavilion. And the clouds were like waves breaking through, and they tumbled and tumbled, and scattered like galloping horses, and scattered on both sides.

Behind the clouds stands an archway, and there is a plaque on the archway, which reads "The Gate of Ten Thousand Tribulations". The style of the portal is strange and ancient, and it seems to be able to communicate the two domains of yin and yang.

This is probably the ghost door closed!

Countless majestic and magnificent palaces, continuous into a piece, hidden in the mist and clouds, make people not real, only feel grandiose, majestic, majestic.

Just as he was wondering what was so good about this, he saw the person who pierced the heart reciting the mantra, pointed the halberd in his right hand to the front, and said: "Hurry!"

The bottom of his eyes lit up, and the sword mountain and the sea of fire were like in front of him. The sound of miserable howling and crying came, and Pang Xian shuddered.

Wait a minute!

Is that?

The hurricane swept through the border. Darkness, deep and hopeless darkness! like the great collapse of the universe, leaving only eternal silence.

In the worst of the black hells, a figure is fighting with heaven and earth, disobeying heaven. His skull was broken, and a gust of wind swirled around his body. Headless body, pitch black as ink, wielding a corpse in his hand towards the sky.

Isn't that King Cangjie?

"Have you ever seen Xian'er?" the heart-piercing Taoist smiled, and this old devil behaved like a sunny boy.

"The old man put this Rausch son as a barbarian monk and suppressed it in the black hell. If he wants to live, he can only keep squandering his mana, and this is just the right thing for me and your mother-in-law to practice the artifact of the underworld. ”

Pang Xian's eyes were embarrassed, isn't this the old lama used as an artificial perpetual motion machine?

If King Cangjie is unmoved, he will have to be frozen into a sculpture, and once he exerts his mana, he will fall into the abacus of his master, and he can't help himself, draw his mana, and use it to practice the magic weapon.

"Hehe, if it weren't for the cause and effect, the old man would have wanted to capture a group of coolies alive and help me refine the treasure. ”

Pang Xian's stomach was slandered, and King Cangjie also fell into blood mold, and he ended up so miserable. In the eyes of the heart-piercing master, he is a coolie. The coolies who survived the three Great Heavenly Demon Tribulations!

Yinshu's eyes are wonderful, or the master is bold!

"Xian'er, silver girl. The catastrophe of the immortals is coming, you are careful to hibern, and when my mother-in-law and I are successful in practicing the Fa, we can stand tall in Miaojiang, and there is no one in the world who can do anything about it. ”

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Lechuan River, Nai He Bridge, Ghost Gate Pass, Yama Temple......

Pang Xiannian has words, the underworld, the underworld in Shushan, is about to be born. I don't know how the Orthodox Church immortals will be dumbfounded.

The six reincarnations traverse the heavens and have existed since ancient times. It's just that there is a shortage of reincarnation in the Shushan world, like Qin Yu, a disciple of the Bliss True Man, can drill leaks. Shi Bo arrived at reincarnation and created Shushan Prefecture, what kind of results will be there, Pang Xian is not sure.

In his contemplation, a sword light suddenly flew in, bouncing like a spiritual snake, full of inspiration.

Pang Xian made a move, and it turned out to be the master aunt Xu Feiniang's flying sword handbook.

"It's okay! Shizu is expected to come back, and Shigu is not so crazy. With a sigh of relief, Wan Miao Immortal Gu Xu Feiniang invited her to go to Ziyun Palace to fetch treasures.

Xu Feiniang is hopeful, and seeking revenge with the Emei faction is not so hysterical. The three daughters of the Purple Cloud Palace are no longer simply used, and this is the only way to deduce the good luck and evil for them. And because of this, the treasures of the Purple Cloud Palace were discovered.

After contemplating it, he summoned Li Xiuyang.

The face-to-face instructor said: "Xiuyang, my aunt called me to go to the Ziyun Palace to collect the treasures. It's a pity, I want to do my best to sacrifice the treasure of the Shimen Zhenjiao, the Five Poisons Immortal Sword. I can only ask you to replace it. ”

There are about three treasures in the Purple Cloud Palace, among which the hollow pillar of the Golden Court Jade Pillar contains magic weapons, pills, and Taoist books that are all taken away by Chu Feng.

This time, Xu Feiniang calculated the second place, in the crypt under the golden court jade pillar. This crypt weighs more than a thousand pounds because of the suppression of the main pillar. The senior aunt is going to use the one hundred and eight gold essence gods and demons of Lianping Mountain to hold up the main pillar and take away all the treasures within the time of a stick of incense.

One hundred and eight gold essences have gods and demons, obtained from the corpse of the old man's junior brother Jin Shenjun, the power is infinite, open the mountain and destroy the mountain, straight as idle things.

"Although the power of these rare treasures is good, ordinary scattered immortals will go crazy for them, but you don't have to ask for any of them. ”

Facing Li Xiuyang's incomprehension, Pang Xian looked determined. "There is another treasure house, which the senior aunt and the aunt have not calculated, and that is the treasure house of the jade pool. ”

"The most precious treasures are in the Jade Pond Treasure House. Regardless of anything else, the treasure trove of Xunfeng Fire Bag and Sun and Moon Bead must be in hand. ”

Xunfeng away from the fire bag can resist the gang wind and fire, the stakes are very important, the main people in the different factions have dreamed of it for many years, and if they get it, they will be able to resist the catastrophe, and once it appears, they will definitely steal it by all means. The Sun and Moon Beads are also extremely powerful, comparable to the treasures of various factions, and they are devastated.

"The three phoenixes of the Purple Cloud Palace are stingy, greedy and ruthless. These two treasures must not be given to her. I have an altar for you, which I can use to cover up the essence of the treasure. ”

As he spoke, he took out a miniature altar, simple and unpretentious, with a square ruler, and painted with runes of gods and demons, which was the altar of the secret demons of the Ten Thousand Heavens.

Seeing that Li Xiuyang was nervous, he had always been lawless, but he was most convinced of Pang Xian and regarded his orders as a guideline. So he smiled and comforted: "Sanfeng's girl is stupid, my aunt will help you fool her." ”

"Big brother, don't worry, I will definitely complete the entrustment. ”

The blue light flashed, and in the thunderclap, it turned into a rainbow and rose into the sky.

(End of volume)