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Suddenly, this endless sword intent collided with Mr. Moving Mountain's killing sword intent, and immediately the killing sword intent was shattered by Yu Zecheng's sword intent and collapsed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Mr. Moving Mountain suffered a secret loss, it was a muffled snort, and he almost fell down all of a sudden, and the girl Wenjun immediately turned back to help him and asked:

"What's wrong, sir?"

Yishan stood up, smiled hehe, and said in a voice as hoarse as friction:

"It's okay, people are old and accidentally almost fell in the gutter. Hahaha. ”

There was endless hatred in this voice, and he looked at Yu Zecheng with supreme killing intent in his eyes, as if to say boy, you are dead.

Yu Zecheng also pretended to help people and said:

"Yes, yes, this is a place of illusion, I was almost fooled, an old man like you who moved the mountain, it's better to be careful, it's easy to fall. ”

After speaking, he met the eyes of the old man who moved the mountain again, and in the face of the other party's endless killing intent, Yu Zecheng quickly drew a few tricks, moved lightly in his mouth, made a few mouth shapes, and contained the killing sword technique in the afterimage of the demon in his heart, although Yu Zecheng lacked the power of killing the Heavenly Dao and could not cultivate, but he still comprehended a few, and Yu Zecheng demonstrated them here.

When the old man who moved the mountain saw these few Dharma decision gestures and saw Yu Zecheng's silent recitation of the Dharma Decision, he was immediately stunned again, completely stunned, and a snow-white look of fear appeared on his face, as if he wanted to escape, as if he didn't dare to move, because of this fear, he actually fell down all of a sudden.

Yu Zecheng said on the side:

"You see, when people are old, their hands and feet are unstable, be careful, be careful. ”

Mr. Movingshan stood up again, this time without saying anything, just with a gloomy face, silently moving forward, and never looked at Yu Zecheng again.

Nine Thunder Venerable and Mr. Haijing both looked at Yu Zecheng with strange eyes, Yu Zecheng didn't care, he wanted to play with you before, pretending to be a fool to fool you. Now Lao Tzu's mood has changed, I don't want to play anymore, I have a sword in my hand, I can do whatever I want, who can stop it.

Everyone continued to move forward, the second layer of ruins illusion passed safely, and the third ruins were still the endless stone hall, this time it was the ground of white marble, but the defense system had been completely destroyed, and it passed safely.

When you enter the fourth layer of ruins, it is no longer a stone hall, but an endless forest, where it appears, as far as the eye can see, all the dense trees.

A path had been carved out of the trees, and there were monks cutting down the trees, and their swords were slashing at the trees, causing countless sparks and the sound of gold and iron.

Yu Zecheng was attracted by this and walked over to take a look, this tree turned out to be an iron tree, and the entire trunk was a golden and iron torso, but it was the same as ordinary trees, extremely graceful, the breeze blew, the branches fluttered, and immediately Yu Zecheng was dumbfounded.

Seeing Yu Zecheng's expression, the girl who claimed to be Wenjun came over and said:

"This forest is all this kind of iron tree, and the older the iron tree, the more advanced the fine iron that turns into a tree body, and there is even a 10,000-year-old cold iron tree, the existence of a thousand-year-old purple gold iron, and this forest has no end, it is a thousand miles, with this forest, it can provide endless gold and iron for the entire three thousand realms. ”

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand to touch one of the iron trees, and the girl shouted:

"Be careful, this iron tree will automatically attack outsiders, their leaves are like flying knives, branches are like iron swords, tree poles are like iron rods, and roots are like iron cables, explore the ruins here, we have killed twenty-six real people, and countless disciples of the foundation building. ”

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"The world is so big, it's really amazing. It's amazing. ”

Suddenly he turned to the girl and said:

"Thank you Young Master for bringing me here to see such a magical place. ”

The girl smiled and said:

"Sir, call me Wenjun. ”

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Wenjun, Wenjun, good name. ”

Suddenly, Yu Zecheng remembered that after the trip to Danzong, he deliberately looked for Sima Xiangru's deeds, and found it in an ancient book, Sima Xiangru was like the appearance of Zhongxing, the Seven Tyrants of the Spring and Autumn Period, and married his wife Zhuo Wenjun, Yu Zecheng frowned, and said:

"Wenjun, what is your surname?"

The Nine Thunder Venerable on the side said:

"What a nerd, I don't know, in the past 10,000 years of this Light God Sect, the sons of heaven have all been surnamed Sima, and the saints are all called Zhuo Wenjun, what else do you ask. ”

Yu Zecheng almost fell when he heard this, for 10,000 years in the Light God Sect, the sons of heaven have all been surnamed Sima, and the saints are all called Zhuo Wenjun? Could it be that this Light God Sect is related to Sima Xiangru? Could it be that the sons of heaven are all Sima Xiangru's sons, and the saints are all his wives, no, isn't that the Light God Sect the harem of Sima Xiangru, and these three thousand worlds are his back garden?

No, no, hallucination, hallucination, that Sima Xiang is like what he saw last time, obviously a guest, it won't be like this.

Yu Zecheng finally opened his mouth and asked:

"I'm from a foreign land, I really haven't noticed it before, what are the sons of the heavens and the holy daughters of the Light God Sect?"

As soon as he said this, everyone was relieved, this person was really obsessed with ancient demon texts, and he didn't even know this, this kind of scholar who doesn't care about the world does exist, and everyone understands it, except for the colorless Mr. Qianshan.

卓文君 says:

"The Light God Sect will use secret methods to select three thousand young babies in the Three Thousand Realms and the Light God Domain every three hundred years, and then cultivate us in the Light God Sect, after years of careful cultivation and continuous selection, among the three thousand pre-selected, several saints will be born, our body and mind belong to the God of Light, fulfill the will of the God of Light in this world, and then always obey the call of the God of Light and dedicate everything to him. ”

In the last few words, her face was solemn, and in this solemnity was incomparably pious, not to be forced to look at, not to be blasphemed. At this moment, the magic weapon that conceals her beauty is enough to cover her temperament, with outstanding demeanor, stunning beauty, stunning beauty, peerless elegance, and stunning beauty.

At this moment, all the men present were attracted by this, including the pale-faced Mr. Moving Mountain, all of whom were fascinated by this, but none of them had that kind of erotic and blasphemous light in their eyes, all of them were amazing.

Zhuo Wenjun said slowly:

"The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven given to us by the God of Light, and it also represents the bloodline of the God of Light, but the light is strong and weak, bright and dark, in the endless test, some of the Children of Light have sunk, and some have struggled to inherit the position of the Sect Master of the God of Light, which depends on their acquired struggle. ”

Yu Zecheng nodded to show that he understood, and his thoughts became clearer and clearer, if this god of light is Sima Xiangru, this guy put these saints into the harem and took them to the Firmament Continent to have a good time, and then gave birth to the child who was sent to the Light God Sect to be the son of this day.

No, this guy is also enjoying it too much, the entire Three Thousand Realms Light God Domain is his harem, the saint has been cultivated since she was a child, and batches have never stopped, Yu Zecheng glanced at this Zhuo Wenjun again, such a beautiful woman, piled up, willing for the old thing to enjoy, and an evil fire couldn't help but rise.

No, if you want to save the common people, you must not let such a beauty be bullied by that old monster.

While Yu Zecheng was thinking wildly, Mr. Haijing continued to lead the way, and everyone passed through this place, where a passage had already been opened, and everyone passed through this steel forest and entered the next layer of ruins.

This layer of ruins is the endless grassland, endless, the grassland on the ground, continuous, stretching under the sky, there are no hills, no hills, calm and incomparably calm, hot and dull sun.

Violets, hyacinths, and daffodils are everywhere, and colorful cherry blossoms of black purple, flame-like reds, spots, and golden yellows are like a velvety carpet that covers the earth.

Cornflowers, violets, flowers everywhere. The air is fresh, people can't help but lie on the ground to rest, how comfortable it will be to sleep in this sunshine and on this grass,...... Mr. Haijing says:

"Mind you, don't rest here, you can never get up if you lie down here, this place is called the place of eternal sleep. ”

There is a group of immortal cultivators here collecting something, Haijing said:

"This place is rich in all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, these exotic flowers and plants are rare, here are just weeds everywhere, as long as you can resist the feeling of sleep, this is the greatest treasure. ”

Yu Zecheng looked at the immortal cultivators who were collecting flowers and plants, and asked:

"Can they resist the temptation of hypnosis?"

Haijing smiled and said:

"They are all disciples from the Arhat Sleeping Dream Sect, what they are best at is doing things in their sleep, cultivating half-asleep and half-waking up, before entering this place, they first enter the state of sleep, they are already asleep, there is no danger. ”

Yu Zecheng was dumbfounded for a moment, nodded and said:

"High, really high. ”

Everyone continued to move forward, the feeling of sleeping and resting became heavier and heavier, but it was not that irresistible, step by step, and soon everyone came to the teleportation array of the next layer of ruins.

The sixth layer is a body of water, like the sea, the waves are endless, here there are whirlpools from time to time, the past immortal cultivators are involved in the whirlpool, and there are also groups of immortal cultivators working here, they take a kind of big boat, resist the whirlpool, and catch sea beasts here.

The group also took a large boat, facing the whirlpool without danger, and quickly passed through the place safely, and then entered one of the largest whirlpools.

Finally reached the seventh layer of ruins, and this is a normal continental world like any other world, with mountains, lakes, forests, and all the terrain on it.

After this, Haijing said:

"Okay, there is no problem, this layer is the real holy land of the Qiu Sect, there is no danger, this place is about a hundred miles away, it is completely a fairyland on earth." ”

Everyone enters a palace, one after another palaces are lined up, the big palace garden, the glazed hall, the wind and the beauty, the white clouds cover the sky, there are garden rockeries, there are small bridges and flowing water, there are pavilions and pavilions, there are blue waves and clear lakes, there are tall hills. Far and near are one. The scenery is beautiful and the situation is magnificent.

See the blue sky on the top, see the Qiong Tower on the bottom, put yourself in it, the clear and beautiful Lingqi, the fairy species and different flowers are wonderful, the grass and trees are luxuriant everywhere, and the rare birds and beasts are flying all over the sky. It is simply a fairyland, people can't help but be aware, far and near forests, springs, stones, flowers and plants, incomparably beautiful, the grass and green shade show the beautiful scenery, people can't help but admire.

(To be continued)