Chapter Seventy-Eight

(This chapter,I'll wait for the unit to revise if I have time.,You can also re-read it.,Repeat at the moment.,All chapters,I'll modify the repetition later.,It's really been too busy lately.,I'm sorry everyone!)

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As far as the eye could see, there was no green shade in the wilderness below, only the withered grass trembling with the breeze.

What can be perceived is that this place has been left unattended for many years.

A maple leaf slowly fell from the treetops and floated to the ground, and a white and slender hand slowly picked it up and carefully looked at the maple leaf, which was originally yellow.

Leisurely looked up at the moon sky and muttered: "Master, the ghost mansion trial has been opened, and I don't know how many people will die this time." ā€

(Repeat------ and other modifications, later update, modified, sorry everyone)

The sword moved at will, and the handsome expression of the winning door with the wind seemed to be very easy-going, and he drove the flying sword but a little water in the air like a dragonfly, and instantly walked in front of Di Jin and the others.

Seeing the appearance of this dragon turtle, he was stunned, with a strange look, and looked at Di Jin and the others: "I don't know how many little friends, where did this dragon turtle come from!"

Di Jin's heart frowned slightly, since he saw Yingmen use the exercises of Proud Sword Villa, he felt more and more familiar with Yingmen, and after thinking about it in his heart, he patted the tentacles of the dragon turtle and said: "This is your Uncle Di family, raised since childhood!"

"Raised?" Win Men's face changed, and his divine sense scanned Di Jin's bones, frowning;

"Xiaoyou said with a smile!" Looking at Di Jin and the three of them, Yingmen's heart was measured, how could a little monk who was only in the foundation building and qi refining period be worthy of having a fierce beast like the dragon turtle.

It's just that the posture of the cultivator of the Transformation Stage is still not to be slandered, and after a slight glance at the Dragon Turtle, he knows that this kind of fierce beast in the Transformation Stage has often been enlightened, so he does not plan to use cultivation to solve it.

There was a peaceful state on his face, and the expression of Yingmen at the moment was matched with a famous white dress, standing indifferently in the air, not to mention how immortal and arrogant he was, and looked at Di Jin, who was standing on the dragon turtle, and said: "I don't know if Xiaoyou, this dragon turtle, can cut his love and make a deal with it." ā€

"Uncle Shi!"

Lu Yichun and Tian Yuqing, the two daughters on the dragon turtle, couldn't help but look at Di Jin anxiously and said in unison. You must know that this dragon turtle is an indispensable means of transportation for several of them, and if there is no dragon turtle, they may not be able to hold even a single step on this mountain.

Di Jin looked back at Lu Yichun and Tian Yuqing's appearances, couldn't help but smile, raised his right hand, and stopped their words.

Looking at the victory in front of him that had just defeated a Shiren Clan monk in the Transformation Stage, Di Jin looked him up and down and said, "Don't you see?

"You!" A wave of cultivation in the god transformation period bloomed out of the coercion of heaven and earth, and the handsome winning door with the wind changed his complexion, and looked at Di Jin and a few people gloomily: "I don't know what to do!"

"I don't know what's wrong?" Di Jin couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, patted his head gently, and quietly looked at Yingmen and said, "I said Xiao Zhuozi!

"Little Zhuozi?" Seeing Di Jin's casual ridicule, Yingmen retracted the momentum of his rise, and his face showed a solemnity; he glanced at the two girls beside Di Jin, and couldn't help but say: "The Heavenly King covers the tiger!"

Seeing this, Di Jin didn't have any leisure and winning, stretched his waist, looked at Yingmen lazily and said, "Pagoda Town River Demon!"

Yingmen's handsome face suddenly showed a sense of horror, and the figure in the air couldn't help but take a few steps back, with an unbelievable look, he trembled and tentatively said to Di Jin: "Yes... Uncle Shi?"

"Cough, cough!" Di Jin stood proudly on the head of the dragon turtle, looked at Yingmen in the wind, and said bluntly without fear: "Little Zhuozi! I see that your sword aura is compelling, and the heavens and the earth are intolerable!"

"The pit is abducted and deceived, and it is all pit on the head of your Grandpa Di!" "They are all poor monks, who have lost their consciousness and physical consciousness, and all that is left for them is to devour each other until they die!"

"Oh my God!" Tian Yuqing was shocked to forget that Di Jin was covering her hands, looked at those dark ghosts, and fell into deep thought: "If we make a mistake by worshiping Beacon Mountain, will it be like this? Beacon Hill is too cruel, right?"

"Cruel?" Thinking of what Jiang Jun had done to him, his body was destroyed beyond recognition, and he had abolished all his cultivation, but his mind was soberly and tortured, compared to what were these ghosts?

Di Jin's face was gloomy and flashed. He looked at those ghosts gently and said, "The ghosts who can be restrained here are all traitors from the Mountain Gate who have committed heinous crimes and even killed their fellow sects. You little girl, how could you commit such a serious crime. ā€

The huge body of the dragon turtle, under the powerful burst of the thick limbs of the reverse scales, soon passed through the cold and dark corridor at the bottom of the soul river, and bundles of white rays suddenly illuminated the entire world.

"With me watching you, who dares to bully you in Beacon Hill?" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Di Jin viciously played with Tianyuqing's chin.

Lu Yichun pulled Tian Yuqing and protected her behind her, sometimes she really wondered if this Di Jin was an old monster, why was she so weird, her sharp eyes looked at Di Jin coldly and said, "Stay away from my junior sister! Be careful that I cut off your hands!"

"It's so rude to treat Uncle Di!" pretending to be Ling Daozi's calm and unfazed tone, Di Jin glared at Lu Yichun and pretended to beat Lu Yichun and said, "Don't you see you Uncle Di soon!"

"You...!" On the white snow, a sense of shame was revealed, Lu Yichun looked at Di Jin and said angrily: "You are so shameless!"

"Haha! shameless, I'm shameless!"

Looking at the colorful crystals in the sky like floating objects, he realized that Beacon Hill had arrived. The original panic of these two little girls has finally subsided, but the next step, what should I do?

"Xiao Huang! I haven't come back for so long, I miss your little friend!" Di Jin patted the dragon turtle that was sitting down, and in an instant, countless flying lights swept across the sky, and the colorful crystals turned into powders fluttering in the air in the air, forming a kind of colorful glow, which was very beautiful.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" exclaimed Tianyuqing, gazing at the strange scene in the sky.

The dragon turtle held its hideous head and looked at the sky quietly.

"Boom!-" There was a thunderclap in the sky, and a light rain began to fall silently.

Seeing this, Di Jin casually cast a protective aura to isolate drops of rain from the dragon turtle's body, and looked at the floating islands on the coast that connected to the sky.

"Have you arrived? Beacon Mountain!" Lu Yichun was still dressed in red clothes, with delicate curves blowing a faint sea breeze, looking at the sky and falling into deep thought.

Is this the real Beacon Hill?

The colorful hedron that had just fallen was nothing more than the powder dropped from the countless floating islands in the sky, and this mountain was like a step in the air, one after another, and I couldn't count how many huge mountains were connected to the end, and the whole sky was sealed by a huge mountain.

The closer you get to this mountain, the more it reveals a earth-shaking coercion, making it impossible to look up and straighten up

A trace was gently drawn from the spatial crack, and the disappeared Ten Zhang Yuan Divine Sword Soul suddenly appeared in the air.

"Broken!-" The original god separated from the body and divided the perfect facet, and there was no flaw at all, flashing in front of the stone man.

"One!" The sword cloud that turned into powder in an instant came to the Yuanshen Sword Soul of Winning Gate in an instant, and the huge cultivation was completely concentrated in the Sword Soul, and Winning Gate controlled the sword with his heart, and in an instant, it condensed into a three-foot-long flying sword.

The stone man fell and slapped the floating island, causing the rocks of the mountain to shake off, and he smashed the flying sword with a mountain rock dozens of times larger than his body with both hands, trying to block the sword attack technique of winning the door.

A piece of flying stones dozens of feet tall was cut open by the stone man, he looked at the flying sword solemnly, looked at the door that collapsed on the ground and smiled at his win, his eyes were cold.

"Senior brother, it's a good calculation, I'm afraid this time it's not just for the sake of learning!"

"Stone shattering!-" As soon as he finished speaking, the stone man stopped with a gesture of raising his hand, and the huge palm force slammed into the floating island like a magic weapon.

This floating island, which can be called the size of Lingxu Island, was split open with a huge crack in an instant, and what was even more unexpected was that at the moment when the stone man let go of his fists, a wave of cultivation in the Transformation Stage was unleashed, and it suddenly attracted a roll of wind.

Under the cover of the wind and the huge rock mass, it is like overturning the river and the sea, and it has no scruples to exert its magical powers.

"Hey, aren't they afraid that the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth will affect the thunder tribulation?" Lu Yichun couldn't help but look at Di Jin suspiciously when he saw the cultivator of the Transformation Stage using his cultivation supernatural powers without any scruples.

On the top of the dragon turtle's head, Di Jin stood proudly watching the fight between the two god-transforming stage cultivators, not panicking at all, the dragon turtle's body protection qi can be described as the strongest shield.

Glancing at Lu Yichun, Di Jin looked at the dust in the sky and the earth-shattering sword aura, and said lightly: "As long as you are in Beacon Mountain, nothing is impossible, all of this is within the normal range of the inner world." How could it lead to a thunderstorm. ā€

"The inner world?" Tianyuqing's fair and moving eyes looked at Di Jin puzzled: "Uncle Shi, what is the inner world?" she stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "Could it be that there is an outer world?"