The sky of Yinshan is very gloomy, and it is not absolutely dark, as if a layer of glass with infine workmanship covers the sky, making it impossible to see the sun, moon and stars.

The ground under your feet is also very cold, with a dry, solid ground in the cold, which is difficult to be destroyed by external forces.

Shen Lian wiped his eyes, and showed a clear glow, under the eyes of the law, he saw that the yin qi in this place was converging, and the source of spiritual power was halfway up the mountain, where it was wrapped in a thin mist, and he didn't know what was inside.

Shen Lian knew that behind the fog was the Daming Wang Temple, which is the holy place of Buddhism today.

More than half a year ago, there was a great power who escaped here.

Shen Lian's degree is not slow, Yin Mountain is strange and unpredictable, not only the Daming Wang Temple is dominant, it is said that there is a Buddhist holy place in the deepest part of Yin Mountain, but no one knows where that holy place is, what is it called, and what earth-shattering power has appeared.

The sky in the distance changed, and in the void, Shen Lian clearly saw that there were thirteen troops lined up, flying from far and near, riding all black horses, and there were blood stains on their manes, obviously fighting all the way.

The cavalry on the black horse is all standard armor, with complex patterns on it, and Shen Lianfa can see it clearly.

These are all demonic soldiers transformed by the souls of the dead, condensed by resentment and evil thoughts mixed with the demonic energy of Huangquan, symbolizing death.

Shen Lian pondered slightly, this place is not far away from the Daming King Temple, how can the Huangquan Demon Soldiers come here. Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the Daming Temple, looking for them to ask for guilt.

The demon soldiers came one after another, and they didn't give Shen Lian more space to think, and when they saw the living flesh and blood creatures, they naturally attacked, and they didn't bother to speak.

Shen Lian spread out his palm, and there was an extra fireball, the red fireworks were particularly eye-catching, and with a light throw, it reached the sky, knocking on the demon soldiers flying over, they were carrying spears. Immediately ignited by the flames, and in the blink of an eye, it turned to ashes, and the remains of some armor and weapons in the sky fell, wanting to get close to Shen Lian. They were all shaken apart by an invisible force.

Shen Lian didn't take a second look, even though the Huangquan Demon Soldiers were a little strange, it was not worth his curiosity, after all, as long as these Demon Soldiers were still there, there were still the dead in the world. Under the secret method in the Yellow Spring, there will naturally be an endless stream.

These demon soldiers seemed to be just patrolling brothers, and after a long while, they didn't see any more demon soldiers.

Shen Lian had already walked up the mountain in front of him at this time, getting closer to the mist.

There are very few plants living on Yin Mountain, and if there are plants that survive, they must be very precious, so the possibility of growing on the side of the road is very small, and Shen Lian does not have any special products.

If there is really something special, in fact, the stones of Yinshan can really be useful. Influenced by countless years of yin energy, if you take a piece and put it in the mansion of the prince in the world, it can also make the room cool in summer.

But don't leave it for a long time, otherwise you will get sick.

It's just that the stones of Yinshan are very hard, and if you want to dig them, it's not that simple.

But a large area of rocks collapsed in front of Shen Lian's eyes, obviously due to a violent impact, and this result only occurred. With a wave of his hand, a wave of energy struck the rocks. The damage caused is only a crack.

This is a manifestation of his strength condensation, but it also indirectly makes him feel the hardness of Yinshan Mountain Stone, which is about comparable to the refined steel in the world.

The further you go up the mountain. The more destruction you see, the more fierce battles you must have fought here.

Shen Lian entered the mist, and a huge sound roared in his ears, booming, louder than thunder.

This is the remnants of the belligerent mockery, and the aftermath of the battle is still reflected in the fog.

Shen Lian was more and more shocked that something had happened.

Suddenly, there was an alarm in his heart, and a monster with a cow body suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a steel fork, and stabbed it fiercely, this time along with the mist, he absorbed a lot and transformed it into power.

The tip of the steel fork was extremely sharp, and the sound of breaking through the air seemed to make even the space like a piece of paper that had been pierced by it.

Shen Lian had no distractions in his heart, and let the steel fork pass through his chest.

The monster in the body of the cow disappeared immediately.

Shen Lian took a step forward, and a small hill appeared in his eyes, blocking his way forward, and the hillside was filled with dense sharp knives, the tips of the knives were upward, and occasionally mist blew through, and it was divided into two halves.

The blade is sharp, but it is much sharper than the steel fork of the right person.

Just looking at this sword mountain, I am afraid that even the faint of heart will faint, even if it is a clever cultivator, it will not walk over the knife mountain, but will fly.

Shen Lian took out a paper crane and threw it into the air, rising in the wind, becoming a lifelike white crane, waving his wings, trembling and flying towards the knife mountain, and halfway through, he suddenly fell down suddenly.

Shen Lian didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations, and he couldn't detect what kind of strange trick it was.

He thought for a while this time, and finally showed calmness, and stepped into the knife mountain, the blade stabbed into the skin, and the severe pain went straight to the spiritual platform, which was extremely clear.

One step is a knife, and flesh and blood fly.

These knives are not stationary, but also spinning, U reading book (#46; o Stirring the flesh and blood, sometimes a sudden knife directly extended, so that Shen Lian cut off a large piece of flesh and blood, and it can be seen that the white bones wrapped in flesh and blood.

Shen Lian was very calm, and he didn't care about the pain that was difficult for anyone in the world to bear.

As they reached the top of the hill, the knives were like earthworms burrowing into the dirt.

And the wounds on his body are beginning to heal with visible visibility, leaving a shallow scar that seems to prove that he has endured pain.

Shen Lian was wondering if there was still a sea of fire behind Dao Mountain, and he was wondering if the ascetic monks of Hui Ke and their Daming Wang Temple had all gone through such pain, and maybe even more painful things.

He had always found penance not very interesting, although he had endured fifteen years of pain comparable to skinning and skinning bones in the secluded river.

The pain just now is real, and the trauma is false.

But for mortals, the real pain is enough to make them lose their breath and their lives.

Even many cultivators find it difficult to bear the pain caused by such a mountain of swords.

There was no sea of fire in front of him, Shen Lian was looking at a golden avenue, and the road in front of him was a gold-paved road, lined with unknown trees with fluttering fragrances.

Stepping on the gold-paved road, the leaves of the trees on both sides of the road were small, and the trunks of the trees flowed with a transparent amber-like gelatinous substance, and the strange fragrance also wafted out from this and entered Shen Lian's mouth and nose.

The smoke is drunk, and it is more reverie than the flowers on Zhumo, which is infinitely reverie.

I have just experienced the pain of cutting meat in the knife mountain, and when I came here, I naturally felt like a paradise.

The fragrance soothes the pain, and the gold-paved road is full of warm and comfortable spiritual power, which springs from the soles of the feet, making the whole body comfortable.

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