Chapter 110: The Elder Returns to the Mountain

Outside the mountain gate of the Demon Antelope Sect, in the distant sky, the fairy clouds are rolling, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, like Nanke's dream, such as a fairy, just the scenery is intoxicating, and it is impossible to extricate itself for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, a huge golden light swept from the distant sky. In an instant, everything was darkened, and there was only that one match in heaven and earth, that bright light. The clouds and mist in the sky were shaken away, and the left and right sides rolled to form a Fengyun avenue, which was magnificent.

Thundered!

This horse train swept quickly, and there was a rumbling sonic boom along the way, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Five years ago, I Tang Nanshuo Golden Condensation Great Perfection, Lei Chi built a foundation battle, built a golden Dao platform, and ranked among the elders...... In the Demon Antelope Sect, there are a few people who can do it before the age of fifty...... Ha ha...... This seat has traveled for four years, but unfortunately there is no time for cultivation, and four years have passed, although the Taoism has not improved, but ...... It's not like nothing......"

"This seat returns to the Demon Antelope Sect today, and we must take a seat in the Elder Mountain...... In the realm of foundation building, it took me four years to refine the foundation building spirit treasure, and I only needed the last few processes...... When I left the Demon Antelope Sect, I didn't get this Broken Treasure Mirror, so I was confused about the Demon Antelope Sect. Today...... I want to see if there are some ownerless treasures under the Demon Antelope Sect Mountain Range!"

In the middle of the deep groan, Tang Nanshuo stepped on the golden sword, his hair was flying, the silk robe was made, dancing in the wind, and the fairy wind Dao bones in the clouds and mist were already fluttering like immortals, standing above the mountain gate of the Demon Antelope Sect!

The two Blood Peak Mountain guards had already heard the shocking rumbling sound in the distance, and they were almost suffocated with fright. Just as they were looking up at this strong man who was against the sky, sweating profusely, trembling palms, and about to crush the alarm charm, Tang Nanshuo flicked his sleeves, and a majestic foundation-building spiritual power condensed into a golden giant finger in the air, towards the mountain protection array, lightly.

Kiss!

Like a ripple of water, the extremely terrifying enchantment of the mountain protection array, without the slightest resistance, dimmed.

"Disciple to meet the ancestor!"

Seeing this scene, the two disciples hurriedly knelt down and kept kowtowing.

They guarded the mountain gate, and from time to time they could see one or two elders going out, and the way these big men opened the mountain protection array was the same as the people who came.

Tang Nanshuo's expression was arrogant, and he didn't even glance at the two people under his feet out of the corner of his eyes, and the flying sword flew directly over their heads. The terrifying wind in the sky made the two mountain guarding disciples even more heartbroken.

The big people in the Elder Mountain, any one of them can directly kill them with their eyes.

The sixth layer of condensation qi is 108,000 miles away from the strong one who builds the foundation.

"Broken Treasure Mirror...... Open!"

After Tang Nanshuo entered the sect, he did not go back to Elder Mountain directly, but flew far away above the Demon Antelope, from time to time facing one mountain range after another, frantically playing spells, and the golden light spread.

In front of him, an old bronze mirror the size of a palm floated in the air, constantly being shaken out of bursts of buzz.

"Alas...... Another mountain range that disappointed this one...... Except for some discarded magic weapons in the condensation period, there was nothing. ”

The mountain wheel frame, which completely appears in the bronze mirror, is majestic and magnificent. The strange thing is that the inside of the mountain range seems to be penetrated, forming an image, colorful and dotted, and thus exposed to the eyes.

Broken Treasure Mirror...... It has the effect of penetrating the surface and inspecting the inside of the object...... Tang Nanshuo was in a small city in Zhao State and accidentally found this treasure. But the owner of this treasure, a wealthy outsider, refused to give it up, and in a fit of rage, he directly beheaded his whole family to seize the treasure...... After that, although he was hunted down by the royal family of Zhao for a few days, it was harmless...... With this Broken Treasure Mirror, Tang Nanshuo was invincible, and even the Foundation Building Spirit Treasure that could not be refined in the middle stage of foundation building had a little eyebrows.

Shaking his head, Tang Nanshuo sighed and swept towards the next peak.

"My nephew Tang Muwen, who is not a weapon, can't even protect the golden treasure mantra inherited from the family...... It's a waste...... Back then, this seat relied on the magic effect of the spell golden gourd, and fully stepped on the nine hundred and third steps of the purple gold ladder, how crazy...... If it weren't for the foundation building tide that was difficult to suppress, I didn't want to waste time, if I waited another three years, this seat would be a purple gold sequence...... Woe to the family!"

When he was traveling outside, Tang Nanshuo received a message from Tang Muwen, and he was so angry that he almost went mad...... This time, he returned to the Demon Antelope Sect, most of the reason was because of the spell golden ...... His foundation building spirit treasure still has some key materials, and he wants to try the spell golden gourd.

"Huh...... This mountain range ...... This point is purple...... Purple Gold Sequence ...... Wrong...... No way...... How could it be the breath of the purple gold sequence......"

For half a day, Tang Nanshuo kept going, using the Broken Treasure Mirror to filter one mountain peak after another, just when he was full of disappointment and surveyed the last ordinary peak, he was dumbfounded.

Within the Broken Treasure Mirror, a little purple flame that he will never forget was shining and dazzling within this mountain peak.

At this moment, Tang Nanshuo's throat was like being stuffed into a large rotten egg, and his pupils flickered, full of resentment.

The Zijin sequence of that year, swallowing mountains and rivers with gusto, talking and laughing to build a foundation, how beautiful it was. Ordinary disciples, nine deaths and one life, the power of the thunder veins that they worked hard to condense, but they were lightly extracted by the other party. The latter relied on leisurely meditation, and their achievements exceeded all the numbers by several times, and they were so angry that the roots of their teeth itched, and they were even more jealous of the floods.

With a flick of his sleeves, Tang Nanshuo's pupils flickered, and he swept towards the mountain range frantically, and the space along the way vibrate, constantly emitting an overwhelmed sharp roar, and he was torn apart.

......

"What the hell are you doing, squirrel, and why are you burrowing into the sky?"

In the secret realm, Bai Yi was a sycophant, his mouth was dry, his lips were smoking, and he was spitting up and down. Finally, the squirrel waved its claws in annoyance, the mouse's face was deep, and after sighing a tired breath, it suddenly ejected and slammed towards the sky.

"Bearing so much praise and living in the glory of all people, this rat is worried about the worries of the world and happy after the world...... Physically and mentally exhausted!"

The reason why it is annoyed is not that it is tired of Bai Yi's sycophants, but that it is completely caught in the play and can't extricate itself.

And Bai Yi looked up, looked at the squirrel's fat body, squirmed wildly, and gradually disappeared...... Dazed, at a loss!

This diamond is a whole hour, Bai Yi is like dementia, looking at the purple sky in the distance. The big dark hole made him fall into a sluggish melancholy.

What is the purpose of the squirrel's hole?

Call!

Suddenly, Bai Yi's face changed suddenly, and the toads in his dantian were all shocked, and the blood intent was dumbfounded.

Air!

This air is very ordinary, it contains the most ordinary cyan aura, and it is very thin.

But this air made Bai Yi have the illusion of being in a different world.

This is...... Sky...... It's not the crystal space of the Purple Final Temple, it's not the purple sky, it's ...... Real God!

Chirping!

In the next breath, the squirrel seemed to be frightened and let out a terrible scream.

"Oops!"

Bai Yi's heart twitched fiercely, and a crisis, like a poisonous snake that had been hidden for a long time beside him, quietly bitten.

This crisis comes from the ...... who are connected to him Squirrel.