"The strong man was so strong that many monks fell into his hands, but no one saw him as he really was. The monk said in horror, his body trembling, "No, I want to go back, I can't stay here any longer." ”

"Bullshit's chance, no strength, staying here is death. More monks scolded, they had been in a state of high tension, thinking that following behind those strong celebrities, they could get some light, but they didn't want those celebrities to die in vain.

At this time, a monk came back from the front and brought new news, "A new path has been opened up ahead, and it is said that Ye Fengshen has entered it." ”

"It's a brand new road, not a path of conquest opened up by the older generation of strong men. There are many treasures on the new road, mysterious and unpredictable, and there are strong men of the older generation who want to get their hands on them, but they are killed by those Tianjiao. ”

"There is new news that the two-headed demon phoenix detonated a powerful forbidden move, and the battle with that demonic guy was tied, and both disappeared. ”

"There was also a woman in white, who was dressed in white and had white hair, and who used feathers as a weapon to defeat the monk Kaye from the Zen realm, who was the younger brother of Garan. ”

"Oh my God, are these Tianjiao still alive? One by one, they rose strongly, like stars, defeating opponents of the same level, and even more so leapfrogging challenges. ”

"Alas, don't say it, we are all nameless cultivators, so let's leave this land of right and wrong early. In the Holy Dojo, our chances of getting a chance are too small, and more often than not, we are dying. ”

"Yes, it's better to die than to live, let's go. ”

Those monks sighed one after another, their faces were full of unwillingness, and they were more helpless, among them there were also masters of the Heavenly Begging Realm, but they were already middle-aged, and they had long been erased by reality.

Jimo turned his head sharply and watched the cultivators go away one after another, like a river, never going back. He was highly nervous, his eyes were focused, and he was unwilling to let go of any clues. He was looking for someone, the monk who had just told Yan Ran about his deeds.

Finally, after lining up hundreds of monks, he found the man, it was a middle-aged man who was down, his eyes were a little dim, and it was obvious that he had been in a lot of pain these days.

"Brother, can you tell us more about the woman in white?"

"Which woman in white?" the monk was slightly stunned, his tone was a little weak, and he suppressed his irritability, not daring to vent.

"The woman in white who defeated Ka Ye?" Ji Mo grabbed the middle-aged monk's hand, emotional. There has been no news of Yanran for so long, and now it seems that Yanran's whereabouts will soon be obtained.

"She's ...... Dead?"

"What?" Jimo's chest felt stuffy, and he felt that something seemed to be broken, broken into thousands of knots, and fell to the ground, broken and could no longer be broken. Shaking the middle-aged monk vigorously, his face became hideous and terrifying, "You say it again." ”

"Who knows if she is dead, she has a grudge against many Tianjiao, and fled into the newly opened path, which life and death are not what they are? The middle-aged monk looked in a trance, and seemed to think of some memory that he didn't want to think about anymore, and walked lonely into the distance.

Jimo almost sat on the ground weakly, and after a long pause, he came to his senses, and the middle-aged monk had already walked out of the hundreds, mixed in the crowd, and disappeared.

"Boom!"

A huge roar came from inside the Holy Dojo, and a quaint chariot of fifty zhang drove out, covering the sky and emitting a dazzling light, as if a sun was hanging in the sky. Looking closely, on the wheel stood a young man, dressed in battle armor and so imposing that many monks could not look at him.

The young monk was very proud, and his arrogant laughter calmed all the monks, "Foolish monks, I give you an opportunity to explore the newly opened path, and the treasures found on that path belong to you. ”

"Why? I'm not going to get involved in that place again, so I'm sorry, I'm leaving. The air condensed slightly, and one of the monks snorted angrily, turned and left.

This is a demon monk, the strength of the five heavens of heaven begging, the momentum is strong, the whole person is like a small mountain, every step of the way, the earth is rumbling.

"Why, with my bigger fists, because I am the young sect master of the Luoxia Sect. The young monk laughed wildly, waved his hand and punched, and a colorful tiger rushed out, knocking the air out of a vacuum, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced on the demon cultivator, biting the demon cultivator into a bloody foam.

The tiger raised its head and looked in all directions, and on its proud head, the divine light flickered, and the tiger was mighty. It whimpered and roared, its eyes flashing with a fierce light, and it stared at the cultivators with contempt.

"Who else wants to go?"

"Hmph!" dozens of monks snorted, turned and flew away.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

"Roar!"

The tiger roared, and countless afterimages rolled up in the sky, and then the broken flesh fell, blood gushed, and many monks were shrouded in blood and trembled.

However, for more than a dozen breaths, hundreds of monks were all killed by the colorful tiger that had transformed into aura, and the big tiger was radiant and radiant, and it seemed even more energetic.

"Peng!"

There was a monk who knelt down, crawling on the ground and trembling, it was the middle-aged monk, the strings he had been tense, at this moment, finally broke, "Don't kill me, I'll go." ”

"What about you?"

Some monks gritted their teeth, hung their heads, and said no more.

Time froze, the corner of the monk's mouth always hung a contemptuous smile, the chariot pressed against the sky, even the sky seemed to be stripped of a piece, the bright light flashed his eyes, making it impossible to see, this young monk was like a god general driving the emperor's chariot, arrogant and powerful.

More monks hung their heads, laughing at themselves, and walked towards the Holy of Holies Dojo.

"Very good, you will not regret this choice, I will count my words, and I will not snatch the treasures you get. ”

The colorful tiger decomposed into hundreds of auras, rolled through the air, and dissipated.

"Boom!"

The chariot turned and drove away to the Holy of Holies Ashram. The cultivators smiled and followed behind the chariot, they had no choice, if they didn't go, they would definitely die, if they went, they might live. Resisting this kind of arrogance is the only way to die.

Jimo quietly raised his head and glanced at the young man standing on the chariot, following behind Zhong Xiu. He was going to the newly opened unknown road to find Yanran.

Why was Yan Ran chased and killed by the cultivators? Although Yan Ran had a cold temperament, she would never provoke others at will. Slowly clenching his fists, Jimo gasped softly, releasing the depression in his heart.

"Brother, I said you should also relax, for this kind of Tianjiao shrouded in aura, you can't resist, only obey, maybe you can get a little chance. The demon cultivator with scattered hair sighed and persuaded Jimo.

"Thank you Brother Tai for your concern. Jimo nodded, this demon cultivator would obviously be wrong, thinking that he was angry that he was forced into a new path by the young man.

The chariot roared in the sky, and the young monk did not restrain his breath in the slightest, and on the way he showed his might, killing a strange beast of the Nine Heavens.

Blood stained the sky red, and the young monk gasped slightly, and returned to his chariot, an imperceptible glimmer behind his eyes.

"A hundred miles further on, you will reach the entrance of the new road. The young man's eyes were smoother than those of the cultivators, and he said arrogantly, "After you enter, you can go and find opportunities on your own." ”

"It's not for us to explore the way, to send him to death, so that he can sit and reap the fruits. "It's still that demon cultivator, he said what everyone wanted.

Sure enough, after a hundred miles of progress, everything around them changed, this change was strange and indescribable, because all the scenery was continuous, and the cultivators were still in the mountains, but Jimo always had an intuition that they came to a new place.

This world is new and strange, full of unknowns, full of dangers, and full of opportunities.

"Let's go separately!" The young sect master of the Luoxia Sect drove the chariot and retreated arrogantly, and soon disappeared.

"Brother, how about the two of us moving forward together. The demon cultivator patted Jimo on the shoulder and said with a big grin.

Jimo glanced at the monk, and saw that the demon cultivator was dressed in a messy hair, dressed wild and uninhibited, and only surrounded by colorful leopard skins on his body, protecting the main parts, exposing his sudden muscles, and his height was nearly a zhang, like a hill.

"Brother Tai is casual, but I'm afraid we won't be together for long, because I'm going to find someone. ”

Jimo picked out the Halberd of Inquiry and walked towards the interior of the mountain.

There are still mountains and mountains, ancient trees growing longitudinally, flying rock cliffs, and the cultivators are in a canyon, and the canyon is inward, and the direction pointed is the core of the Holy Dojo.

"Ahh

There was a monk screaming, and there was no sound, he exploded for no reason, and it became a blood mist, it was too weird here, and the monk would explode for no reason.

"What's going on. Many of the monks were horrified, and this unknown way of dying made them almost collapse.

"Ahh

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

More than a dozen monks exploded, blood splattered, leaving no intact bones, and their deaths were unknown. The cultivators retreated in fear, and fled in all directions in a frenzy.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

More than a dozen monks exploded, blood flowers flying, dyeing the pebbles in the canyon bright red, and blood dripping down.

Two monks could not stand the stimulus and flew into the air, but in the blink of an eye, they were crushed into a mist of blood, and their deaths were even more miserable, and even their bones were crushed.

This new path was terrible, it was simply a road of death, and before entering this path, more than thirty monks were killed.

"This is a path of Shura, and the majesty of the Most Holy and Powerful One cannot be violated, and we have taken the liberty of entering his dojo and angering him. The middle-aged monk prostrate on the ground, crying and praying, hoping to avoid this disaster.

"Bastard, get out of there, there's an unknown array there. The unkempt demon cultivator shouted angrily, his face full of anxiety.

"Peng!"

The middle-aged monk exploded, and the internal organs, blood, and bones were instantly stirred together, and they were completely **, turning into a mass of minced meat. His prayers didn't work, and he died.

"Oh no, that big array has been activated, let's go. The demon cultivator turned around and left, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Peng......

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