Chapter 610: The Western Sacred Domain (First Update)

The Baiyun boat turned around and flowed towards the east of the sea

Boom –

Dao Lang in the troubled times held the knife in both hands, there was a thunderous sound in his abdomen, and there was a breath similar to a catastrophe on his body, in his two eyes, the thunder was like rain, the snow was bright and terrifying, and his eyes fell straight on Hai Dongliu's body

It's as if the whole world is just him and Hai Dongliu

Although his temperament is wild and uninhibited, he knows very well in his heart that this battle is the first battle between him and his fellow monks in the West, and he can only win and not lose

Otherwise, psychologically, I am only afraid that I will fall into the shadows

Therefore, the first time you make a move, you have to come up with the strongest means

......

And his opponent Hai Dongliu, who originally underestimated Dao Lang in the Troubled World, noticed the abnormal aura coming from his body, and the look in his eyes gradually condensed

His hands pinched slightly, and the jet-black demonic qi condensed behind him, and a demon figure with a height of 100 feet, born with two feet, and an upside-down hill came out

Two empty eyes, looking at the troubled times Dao Lang o indifferently

The hands of this demon figure, with the pinching of Haidongliu's hand, are also dancing slightly, as if a thunderous blow is about to come

......

Fang Junmei stood beside Dao Lang in the troubled times, carrying his hands behind his back, silently driving the Baiyun Boat for thousands of miles, calculating the distance in his heart

Ten mile o

Five mile o

Sanli O

Swish!

When he arrived at a mile, Fang Jun's eyebrows turned around sharply, and the Wanli Baiyun Boat swept out towards the left, while the Daolang of the Troubled Times, like lightning, flew into the high air on the right

Like a soaring eagle, looking down at the sea east

"Look at the knife!"

The troubled times burst into applause, and finally slashed out this powerful knife

On his body, the silver light burst up, and in an instant, he became an incomparably brave silver god, and a slash out, the silver thunder sword, cut through the void, like a waterfall, and went straight to the other party

And Hai Dongliu, in an instant, also pinched out the last trick

Whew-

The wind roared suddenly, and the black demon shadow above Haidongliu's head, like a black demon wind, struck towards Dao Lang in the troubled times

In the empty eyes, there was still no trace of a human-like expression, and raising his arm was a punch

With this punch, Fang Jun's eyebrows, who had already flashed out sideways, took the lead in condensing his pupils, and he clearly saw that when the demon phantom fist began, the void on both sides, as if breaking a wall, quickly collapsed, revealing a large black void

It is impossible to describe it more in words

The next moment, the fists and knives collided together

Boom Boom –

The terrifying sound of a sonic boom continued to rise, and the sky shook and the earth shook

At the place of the collision, thousands of silver rays bloomed, like a silver moon, exploding, and the stabbing Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes were painful

"Ahh

"Ahh

Immediately afterwards, there were two painful "shenyin", respectively from Daolang in troubled times and Haidong Liuo

The waves of air rolled, rolling in all directions

Hmmm-

After a while, there was a sound of breaking the air, and Fang Junmei could already see the scene of the pair of bombardments, where the pair of bombardments had exploded, a huge spatial black hole had been blown out, hundreds of zhang in radius, and the terrifying spatial qi swept out of it

And the Daolang of the troubled times has already flown back upside down, the corners of his mouth are bleeding, and his eyes are extremely painful

As for the demon black shadow, it had exploded into shattered black smoke, splashing in all directions, and the sea flowing in the void turned pale, the corners of his mouth were also bleeding, and his expression was also painful

Under one move, both of them were injured

Who wins and who loses, it's not clear for the time being

......

Bang!

The chaotic Dao Lang smashed on the boat and stood up again, his eyes were blazing, and he stared at Haidongliu like a tiger

"The sea of the West Pole Demon Sect, I remember you!"

Dao Lang said in a deep voice

can make him, who has always been arrogant, say this sentence, which shows that this sea is not simple, and this game is at least an equal game

When Hai Dongliu heard this, he wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, but his expression was still disdainful, and he said coldly: "If Your Excellency is the most powerful monk in the desolate land in the east, I am very disappointed, there are more than a dozen mortal cultivators like me, there are more than a dozen in our Western Pole Demon Sect, and Your Excellency can't win a few."

When Dao Lang heard this, his eyes froze

"Hahaha-"

Hai Dongliu laughed, glanced at Fang Jun's eyebrows again, and then walked away, flying to the sky, without even asking the names of the two people, it can be seen that the arrogance is very high

......

Fang Junmei took the Baiyun Boat and continued to move forward

Glancing at the look of Dao Lang in troubled times, he was a little depressed, and smiled: "Don't be frightened by him, this person's realm is originally higher than yours, and he has a clever inheritance and guidance, I am waiting for the start, and I am a lot behind, I can have such a result, there is no need to be arrogant at all."

"Are you comforting me?"

Dao Lang in troubled times cried and said with a sad face

"Are you someone who needs comfort?"

Fang Junmei said with a bit of jokingness, and said: "Don't forget, there is still that light in your body, you are a person who is destined to go to the top, don't look down on yourself because of this inseparable move."

"It makes sense, I'm the chosen one!"

Dao Lang nodded with a grim expression, and his heart seemed to suddenly brighten

God's Chosen Fart!

Fang Junmei smiled and scolded in his heart, but he was still very happy to see that he could cheer up

......

The two continued on their way

The route is still not far from the north of the junction of the Death Sand Sea and the Demon Beast Wasteland, and from the high clouds, there is a yellow sand desert swept by the black wind on one side, and dark green mountains on the other, and the layers are very clear

After going on the road again this time, Dao Lang in the troubled times was much more honest, in addition to recuperating from his injuries, he just closed his eyes and meditated, and his eyes occasionally flashed with a bright look like he had gained

Frustration is the easiest way to make a person grow, especially those who are arrogant

And Fang Junmei was not idle, almost every day he held a sword and stabbed it into the void, as if he was a teenager and a beginner in the sword

But there is an inexplicable golden seal with it, and the void at the head of the sword is weirdly slightly twisted

......

As time went on, the two of them obviously felt that the number of Terran monks they met was increasing, and the realms ranged, and most of them came to the Demon Beast Wasteland to hunt demon beasts

The body of the demon beast is often used as an alchemy refiner, and the blood can also be used to draw a rune painting array, even if it is alive, it can also be used to subdue and be a thug for a pet

It is conceivable that the hatred between the human race and the demon beast from generation to generation has accumulated in this way

At the edge of this demon beast wasteland, fortunately, there is no powerful demon beast race, otherwise with the current realm of Fang Junmei and the others, I don't know how many chases and killings will be provoked

"Daolang, we've arrived at O"

In the early morning of this day, Fang Junmei, who was standing at the bow of the boat, said abruptly, looking ahead, with a look of emotion and embarrassment

Troubled Dao Lang stood up, came to his side, and also looked ahead

......

In the land ahead, the desert and the mountains have disappeared, and in their place are the green plains of the Flat River

On that great plain, a great city stretched across the ground, with houses in a row, boundless, and the more you went to the center, the more tall and prosperous it became

Majestic, magnificent, are not enough to describe this city

High in the sky, there are colorful lights coming and going, and most of the places that enter and exit are in the center of the city

The whole world, compared to the Nancheng Immortal Kingdom from which they came, seemed to be as if the heavy rain had washed away the dust, and it was extraordinarily clear and bright, and colorful

At this moment, it is early in the morning, and this city in the morning light is also like the morning sun, shining brightly

"What a majestic city"

Fang Junmei said with emotion

Dao Lang nodded and said: "This city, located on this great plain bordering the Sea of Death Sand, must shoulder a heavy responsibility, and there must be a master of the human race among them."

Fang Junmei nodded in agreement

"Junmei, our new starting point is about to start from here"

Dao Lang straightened his chest, and a look of great longing shot out of his eyes

Fang Junmei nodded again, remembered something, and said: "Get off the boat, let's use the rush god to pass, my ship was given to me by a senior, and it seemed to have some cause and effect back then."

Troubled Daolang nodded, swept off the boat and went o

After Fang Junmei received the Wanli Baiyun Boat, he flew forward with him, controlling the sword light

......

The monks here speak the same language as Fang Junmei and the others, and their clothes are similar, so after the two of them came over, they didn't attract attention

In the realm of their early stage of transformation, they did not attract anyone's special attention

Half an hour later, the two of them were in the sky outside the gates

Instead of rushing to the middle of the city, where it seemed to be the monks' quarter, he walked into the city gate

The eyes are watching, the ears are listening, and the information they need is collected

After entering the city, it is a large mortal area, even if it is a powerful sect, it needs a large number of mortals as a foundation, and the offspring born by the monks may not necessarily have spiritual roots, and those who cannot cultivate are still mortals

In the long run, it will inevitably form a place where mortals gather

No matter how high the level of cultivation in this place is, it is no exception

On the long street in the city, mortals come and go like a busy traffic, most of their faces are full of smiles, and it can be seen that life should be quite peaceful and rich

And after listening to it for a while, the two of them knew the name of this city-Rin Sand City, and this large area is called the Western Sacred Domain, and how big it is, mortals no longer know o

"Most of our predecessors who came before us would have passed through this city, and I don't know if there are any people who have stayed here."

Fang Junmei said abruptly, and couldn't help but think of the people of Tianhe Road, Zhuang Youde, Wei Xifeng, Zhuo Cangsheng and others

"I don't have any expectations."

Dao Lang snorted coldly and said: "The mortal monk in the previous generation of the Troubled World family is the grandfather of the Troubled World Fufeng, this person was biased towards the Troubled Times Fufeng back then, I don't know how many cultivation resources I have shortened because of this, after seeing him, Lao Tzu didn't look at him for a while."

Love and hate!

Fang Junmei smiled and said nothing, in the troubled times, Daolang's family affairs, he is naturally not good at interjecting

The two of them were in the mortal zone, wandering around at will