"Uh..."

Long Xing, who had a black and gray face, stared at Jing Meng with bright eyes, his face was full of horror and disbelief, and his throat squirmed several times, and he was convinced that all this was true.

"Wow..."

The Taoist monster screamed and couldn't help but be happy and wanted to get up from the car, but as soon as his ass left for a minute, the corners of his mouth stinged and woke up.

That lightning strike just now hurts.

Now my whole body is scorched and my head hurts a lot.

Suddenly, the Taoist saw that Jing Meng in the door of death was ready to act, and was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Little brother, wait, little brother, slow down." ”

Looking at the nervous appearance of the Taoist, Jing Meng felt a little funny, so he took his legs back, although these thunderbolts looked scary, they were all very long-eyed, and all of the thunderbolts were walking around him, but in the end, it was dangerous, in case there was such a person who didn't have long eyes, he would be crushed.

The Taoist wiped the gray and black on his face, revealing a snow-white contemplative look, Jing Meng looked at his black and white face and couldn't help but be stunned, it was struck by thunder, unharmed, and his heart was shocked, what kind of person is this, it can't be an immortal, right?

Suddenly. The Daoist's eyes sparkled like stars, and the feather fan in his hand waved lightly, and suddenly bright silk threads flew out in front of him.

Wandering around indefinitely, it did form an eight-array diagram.

It's very complicated.

I was curious, my eyes fell, my head banged, and I felt a light suddenly kill into my mind, and in an instant a strong sense of dizziness was like a wave, drowsy, faint to death.

"Whew..."

His head was light, and he came to his senses, and it turned out that it was the Taoist feather fan that helped him dissipate the annoyance in his mind, and his face was a little red: "Thank you." ”

The Daoist's gaze fell on the model of the Eight Array Diagram in front of him, and he said after a while: "This can be regarded as your chance, seize what is good for you." ”

The eight array diagrams depicted by the Taoist are very complicated, and they have exceeded their own cognition, and if they can understand such a thing, it will be a great help to their cultivation.

The treasure is right in front of you, dare to do it?

I'm a little scared.

That dizziness just now almost cost me my own life.

But after thinking about it, since the Taoists have said that they let him see it, then he will definitely keep himself safe, and he is reluctant to let himself die.

I couldn't help but be a little scared, but I couldn't help the temptation, and my eyes dodged and fell.

Settled.

It's okay.

The fatal dizziness just now did not come, and immediately excitedly threw the whole heart into it, seeing a line, seeing a piece of light, seeing a ball of light, and the swelling of the back of the head was all light, and I couldn't understand the reason at all.

But Jing Meng seemed to be crazy, his eyes were fixed on it, regardless of his face, he twisted into a ball, and said in a chattering voice: "It must be sorted out, it must be possible." ”

But..

It's not okay if your face is twisted into a black line.

"Hmph..."

Suddenly, a cold snort exploded in his mind, and he woke up instantly, and the indifferent voice of the Taoist in his ear sounded: "You can't chew it if you are greedy!"

Jing Meng looked at each other, and instantly understood that he was too impatient.

Nodding heavily, starting from the faint corner, grasping a ray of light, slowly moving forward with it, slowly feeling, and experiencing its little by little growth.

Gradually, Jing Meng sank in, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he had benefited a lot.

I didn't know until I walked in.

Only by going deep into it can we understand the horror of the Taoists.

I followed that line, and gradually discovered that this Eight Formations was not just a big formation, it was composed of countless small formations.

It looks like a sky made of stars.

Any of them was already to the point of looking up to them, but these formation Dao people were made of cloth in the blink of an eye.

How terrifying.

This is a terrifying huge treasure, if you can dig a piece down, it will really benefit a lot, and I quickly calmed down and carefully understood.

See Beginning.

See Construction.

In seeing it decay and re-emerge.

"Hehe," Jing Meng smiled as if he thought he had caught something, as if he was going to touch the fur a little, a little light rose in his heart, swaying a little up, and suddenly the side in front of him was white, and the light that he had cultivated with great difficulty evaporated and dispersed directly, and it was indeed that person who triggered a large array and bloomed with a warm light.

His face darkened, and he scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing..."

That Dao man didn't care about himself, he was engrossed in the formation map, and suddenly the eight formations that were originally tightly knit did collapse piece by piece.

The faster it collapses, the faster it falls.

In the blink of an eye, most of it collapsed, and in an instant, I saw the ruins, but there was indeed a silk thread lying quietly on the ruins.

"Ahh

Roaring and waving the feather fan, the silk thread flew out and floated into the eight arrays that trapped him, and in an instant, the entire large array suddenly trembled, and the silk thread enlarged, magnified... ，

It actually became a road.

"Haha..."

The Taoist laughed excitedly, dancing with his hands: "Success, success, finally success," looked up excitedly, vaguely, begging, and pleading at himself: "Quick, quick, fast, you follow this line, no matter what flood beasts on the road, I will keep you safe and sound." ”

Jing Meng was a little annoyed that the Taoist interrupted his enlightenment, but looking at his pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it, and he still reluctantly raised his steps and walked up.

Step by step, the door of death is flickering, and the thunder is flashing.

Step by step, the door of death seems to be wandering in the ghost gate.

But those stout thunderbolts were all rubbing their hair, flashing against the bridge of their noses, and they were unharmed, and the Taoist really had two brushes.

The footsteps were raised and he was ready to step out of the door of death.

"Sting..."

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the air, and his neck shrank in fright, and the ghost made the god really turn his gaze, and the thunder blade tore through the sky, saw a line, saw it start, saw him grow, and saw it decay, and saw it disappear completely.

Jing Meng stood in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

The Taoist suddenly became anxious, and shouted: "It's not much, your time is running out, at most there is a quarter of an hour before the cold poison on your body will attack, you will die on the spot, don't rub it off, save me quickly, I will definitely protect you from death." ”

But Jing Meng seems to be deaf.

The Dragon Star Daoist shouted hysterically, and Jing Meng really didn't even give him a look.

When I saw a light in my heart, a light exploded in the air.

The light in my heart slowly floated, and the light in the air quickly derived.

The light in my heart twists and turns all the way, and the light in the air never looks straight.

"Heh..."

A smile floated on his face, and the smiling Jing Meng's arm slowly lifted up, and his index finger stretched out into the air, and the light in his heart jumped on his fingers.

It seems to be a past life and this life, as if it is destined to meet each other, and the thunder in the air also pointed at Jing Meng's fingers.

"Ahh

The Taoist was furious, he was mad with anger, and he kept yelling: "What are you doing, what are you doing, are you looking for death, don't drag me if you look for death." ”

As he spoke, the feather fan kept waving.

Suddenly, he saw thunder, cold light, and swords, guns, and halberds under the feather fan, but his means had just been born in the air, and he was strangled in the air by the eight formations that locked his body.

"Ahh

The Taoist is crazy with hatred, but his strange screams really can't shake Jing Meng's spirit.

The light of the heart condensed between the fingers, the thunder dotted the fingers, "Boom...."The white light swept away, and Jing Meng was engulfed in an instant, and the Taoist stared at the godless eyes, and sighed one after another: "Hey, hey..... , Do you think you are a genius, the killing of the Thunder Sky, you can't touch it unless you are just and brave, you are full of bad thoughts, a bad heart, aren't you looking for death?"

In the lamentation of the Taoist, the blinding light dissipated minute by minute, and a black shadow slowly appeared.

That shadow was really dark.

The top and bottom are charred black.

It's like a piece of thunderous wood, still smoking.

The Taoist looked at the coke for a while, and then said in a lost voice: "How can it be coke, his physical body should be completely smeared into ashes." ”

"Sting..."

A warm thunderbolt flashed, and the Taoist turned pale, but the charred black wood seemed to be detached, and his charred black coat was actually falling off piece by piece.

See the human body.

Hands and feet.

And there is a strange charm flowing on it.

Jing Meng.....

"Hehe" laughed, his hand clenched into a fist, and there was a faint trace of thunder flashing on it, and his face suddenly had a fever of excitement: "Is this the real way of thunder, originally.... Fur?hehe.... , originally not even a trace of fur touched. "Bathed in thunder, exuding this different charm, the flesh and blood of the body are more condensed.

Broke through.

In ascending the first order, the fourth level of the realm is achieved.

This time it was the turn of the Taoist to be a little stunned, he thought that Jing Meng was dead, but he didn't expect that Jing Meng had indeed refreshed his cognition again and again, and couldn't help but curse secretly: "This is not dead, is there any heavenly reason." ”

It really confirms the words of the Taoist.

Jing Meng suddenly felt the sky spinning, a chill down his spine, and his chest was as cold as carrying Xuan Bing.

Cold poison.

Cold Poison ......