The place where the cracking sound sounded was the trace left by the ancestor of the Shura Temple.

When Zi Wu and Leng You looked over together, the two of them only saw that the cliff had been corrupted for a long time, or was shaken by the power of the vision just now, and it was falling off sparsely, and then slowly emitted the unique blood-colored aura of the Shura Temple.

Zi Wu looked at the cliff curiously, dual-minded, and subconsciously asked Leng You, "Leng You, what was wrong with you just now?"

Leng Yu groaned and said.

If you concentrate on perceiving, you can still feel the cold and strange, if there is nothing.

It has nothing to do with the Divine Cliff, it seems to be everywhere, and the ghost is not gone, as if groping all the way along the cold can contact the great horror hidden in the deepest part of the void.

This world is like this, or is it a rebirth of the mantra?

For the latter, Leng Yin vetoed himself, and did not find that he was abnormal again.

"Hey, it's really weird!" Zi Wu guessed curiously: "The magic weapons in the world have many attributes, or is this heaven and earth also a yin genus...... There is also the fact that too many people and spiritual things have died in ancient times, and all kinds of evil have accumulated for a long time, so that the aura of heaven and earth is mixed with a small amount of yin attribute power that has not yet been purified. ”

Zi Wu's head is very flexible and intelligent, and her guesses are all reasonable.

Leng Yu said indifferently: "Why don't you guess that it is the Dharma's bitter sea?"

Zi Wujiao said with a smile: "The bitter sea in the world, the method is ethereal, there are many illusory, and it is meaningless to discuss with Leng You, it is better to treat the cruel illusion suffered by Leng You as a bitter sea!"

Zi Wu's open eyes are very beautiful and charming, with slender black eyelashes, and clear eyes like a pool of autumn water, extremely moving, like a graceful jade standing at the end of the world and quietly smiling at the friends who came, and like a girl who loves to toss with a coquettish look forward to it.

Looking at Zi Wu's appearance, Leng Yu smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Seeing Leng You's nod, Zi Wu immediately chuckled again.

The legend of Famenbu is that there are clouds in the world: the demon of the bitter sea heart, the extreme of evil, is the great fear.

It is always difficult to face fear head-on, but fear is born because of oneself, contaminating all appearances, or being deeply involved in greed, hatred, and all kinds of desires, troubles, and impurities, or evil and evil spirits and creating all kinds of sins and karma, so the Dharma has the saying of "silence", all aspects are empty, and the self is extinguished, in order to transcend, and also for the sake of the sea of suffering, to alleviate the endless suffering that oneself has to endure.

Zi Wu doesn't know if she is afraid of pain, but she is worried that the theory of nothingness and untruth has fallen, even if she discusses the "Bitter Sea" with Leng You for three days and three nights at this moment, the two of them can't come to any conclusions, just as Zi Wu said, if you are worried about the existence of the Bitter Sea, it is better to take the terrifying illusion as real.

As for Leng You, she didn't feel nervous at all, there were all kinds of tragedies, such as reincarnation, and now she had nothing to worry about.

Under the gaze of the two, as the weathered decaying stone on the surface of the cliff fell off, more and more blood-colored aura floated out of the wall, and the blood qi covered the cliff, gathering but not dispersing.

The blood-colored aura is extremely condensed and strong, and it actually contains a primitive and domineering sharp aura that is more than the current Shura Palace, which is the orthodox inheritance of the blood meridian of the Shura Palace, and you can imagine that terrifying and crazy demon figure just by breathing.

In the blood, you can faintly feel the familiar obscure resentment.

Leng Yu said: "The actions of the Shura Ancestor are amazing. ”

Obscure and resentful, specializing in life, if you want to say that the ancestor of Shura is amazing, it is better to say that you are crazy and seek a dead end.

Zi Wu said with a strange face: "Could it be that he really left any methods?"

After more than a thousand years, the blood-colored aura is still full of activity, the color gradually becomes bright red, exuding a dense blood light, and the sharp and domineering aura is suddenly filled with a thick evil nature, and it quickly floats towards the two of them, killing everything frantically!

The cold and dark self-awe-inspiring Shura Ancestor's strength, with the aura of resentment to protect himself and the purple dance beside him, to avoid that terrifying killing intent.

There is a deep meaning in the horror and evilness.

Shura Ancestor, a big man during the rise of monasticism, what do you want to do.

Losing the target, the blood-colored aura immediately settled down a little, and the aura that floated towards the two of them all flowed back, gathering in the air and slowly flowing and changing like blood, as if they wanted to manifest something.

Gradually, the blood-colored aura formed a small picture, or it resembled an ancient seal script, "Dao".

At the moment of formation, the dazzling light of the entire blood-colored ancient seal was scattered, and the blood light was bursting, extremely evil, not a magical power, but it inexplicably flowed with a profound and mysterious aura, slightly desolate.

Leng You and Zi Wu's bodies were reflected blood red, Zi Wu looked at it with interest, and said: "After the burial of the ancient Dao, there were more or less remnants of the cultivation scrolls in the sinister Great Wilderness Secret Land, and after the rise of the ancient Dao, all the Dao contended, setting off a wave of immortality, which happened to be the era of the Shura Ancestor." ”

The ancient seal only lasted for a moment, and the blood light emitted gradually dimmed, and it was short-lived just to show the last bit of light of the past years.

Zi Wujiao said: "Melting Immortal Evil, but even Leng Yu is afraid, if the Shura Ancestor knows the extreme, he doesn't know if he dares to try." ”

Leng You shook his head and said, "Either that strange thing is so weird that even he can't get rid of it, or he really doesn't want to die." ”

The sword fetus is not good-looking, but it is strange and secretive, and even makes the ghost of the Southern Witch Witch Patriarch not hesitate to carve the spiritual altar, Leng Yu thought about the traces of the sword fetus that he saw under the Dharma Gate before entering the Karmic Fire Tower, and still felt that it also existed like karmic fire, the virtual and real changed, and it was difficult to guess, and now it has been brought back by Yuding to leave the hateful sky, and I don't know when I want to explore its secret again.

"But what about the occult law?"

There is no trace of the method of breaking the gods.

Zi Wu and Leng You looked around, and finally turned their gaze back to the Blood Qi Ancient Seal, and it was the only one on the Divine Cliff that was not good.

It's just that the ancient seal gradually merged into a zigzag, and the blood light was already faint, and it disappeared with a terrifying evil nature.

In the clouds and mist outside the Divine Cliff, a few blood rays flew quickly.

The blood fan fell with four or five guards, and said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Leng You's expression moved slightly, and he keenly felt a strange fluctuation.

But at this moment, a few people in the Shura Hall were not allowed to stand firm, and the void where the blood-colored aura disappeared in front of everyone was strangely lit up with a touch of blood red, and the evil nature skyrocketed wildly in vain!

"Uh......"

Suddenly there were several muffled grunts from the cliff.

When Leng You and Zi Wu followed the voice, they saw that the blood fan's face changed greatly, and the guard behind him covered his chest and vomited blood, his expression was hideous, and it was even more painful.

The blood fan was shocked and shocked: "The divine thorn is the thorn of the immortals, and the ancestors have magical powers!"

Between the fingers of the five guards covering their chests, there were two or three pale blood-colored cone-shaped thorns, which were strangely born from their bodies!

The thorns were almost transparent, so light that they were lifeless, so light that they seemed to be cold, but they seemed to be full of blood, terrifying and terrifying.

The blood-colored aura completely dissipated, the divine cliff was silent, and only the crazy killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The guards who followed him fell to the ground in pain, sweat dripping from his forehead, his face was bloody, and his clothes were intact and clean on his chest, without any signs of sword wounds.

Leng You walked over and probed the meridians of one of them, and found that his internal organs were broken like spider webs from the inside out, almost fatal, if it weren't for the terrible power left by the Shura Ancestor, several people were only afraid of dying on the spot.

There is a little aura and dark resentment in the scars of the viscera, scattered and ownerless, and the resentment affects the mind, making several guards look painful and faintly float a touch of hideousness.

The blood fan slowly spoke: "According to the law: each other is born from the heart, and the heart is resentful." If you can't reach the extreme, you can't get rid of the strange thoughts, you can't escape the thorn of the immortal, the more chaotic the mind, the heavier the power of the thorn. ”

The blood fan exhaled a breath of turbidity and said solemnly: "This is the method that the Leng Sect is mainly looking for. ”

Leng Yu nodded slowly.

When the blood fan and his party arrived, Leng You's mind was keen, and he could clearly perceive the complex emotions of the guards of the Shura Palace, which was extremely intensified under the evil aura left by the Shura Ancestor, causing a large amount of resentment to quickly condense, and instantly burst out in the body with terrifying power.

There is no way to parry, and it is weird and inexplicable.

Cold and lonely, this is not to break the gods, but to ignore the gods and not touch the ten thousand laws.

"Is it named?" asked Leng You.

"Unnamed, they are only the thorns of immortals...... I didn't expect it to exist. The blood fan's face was still a little dazed.

Leng Yu said calmly:

"The Dharma has 'silence', the Dao has 'Taixu', and the name of the 'Shura' Tao is the name of the Shura Thorn. ”

The thorn of the immortal evil, now named after the Shura Dao, has the famous Shura thorn.