The crisis of life and death made Bai Ye's face change, especially the urgency in the tone of the clay pot, which made him dare not slack off, and the golden Sendai in his body, in this instant, shook violently, bursting out with all the power of cultivation after stepping into the foundation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the left hand was raised, the Tianhan Bow shot up, and the power of cultivation poured in, turning into a golden arrow, and the buzzing sound sounded, as if it became golden lightning, and it slammed towards the black-clothed young man in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the arcane pattern of Bai Ye's right hand flashed, and the shape of the fire phoenix spread its wings and flew out, with a crisp but like a chirp that could penetrate the heavens and the earth, the eyes of the fire phoenix fell on the Buddha fire, and joy immediately appeared, as if seeing food, and directly pounced.

Bai Ye's figure was fully displayed in the Buddha fire, and the young man in black had a smug hideous face, and was about to drip blood again, when suddenly the clay pot broke and scolded, making his face slightly stunned, revealing strangeness, and his eyes fell on Bai Ye's treasure bag.

At this moment, his expression was almost the same as when Yan Ning first heard it.

"What's that?"

And in this moment, the crisis of life and death also shrouded this person, and the golden arrow bloomed with terrifying power, roaring, and the spiritual power fluctuations emitted made the space seem to be shattered at this moment.

The eyes of the young man in black contracted, and he didn't care about dripping blood, and a little brown and yellow light in his right hand became bigger in the blink of an eye, and when it landed in front of him, a different tree with thick and majestic branches and vigorous dragons appeared.

The canopy of this tree is verdant and leafy, full of vitality, but at the same time, there is a vicissitudes of life.

The young man in black took one step, his left hand was opened, the Buddha lamp fell in his palm, and his right hand formed a Buddha seal, sitting cross-legged under the tree in the posture of meditating and chanting, and his demeanor was more like a pious Buddha.

At this moment, he raised his head, facing the cracked space, the golden arrow that roared, his expression was no longer in a hurry, and when the hand of the Buddha seal slapped the trunk of the tree, the faint scent of sandalwood spread, expanding in the air and condensing into a verdant cloud.

"Boom"

The Buddha's light flickered, dazzling, and violent spiritual power fluctuations swept in all directions, condensing the golden arrow that Bai Ye had built the foundation to cultivate, and cracked inch by inch, which made Bai Ye's pupils shrink suddenly.

At this moment, the black-clothed young man stretched out his hand, and the emerald cloud-like thing reappeared, floating directly above the fire phoenix that spread its wings, and when it landed on his back, it turned into a verdant tree in the blink of an eye, and countless Tenggen waved and suppressed it.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, the dust flew, and the fire phoenix let out a mournful sound.

The tree fell to the ground, and those Tenggen suddenly became like poisonous snakes, directly entangled the body of the fire phoenix, so that after it was suppressed, even if it spread its wings, it could not do it, and even the fire of the body appeared to be extinguished at this moment, but gradually submerged into the ground as Tenggen drilled into the ground.

"Damn, Bodhi Tree, Buddha rhyme flow... This fake thief is clearly the backup of the Buddha and belongs to the identity of the Buddha. . . ”

The clay pot shook again, and while scolding, his tone appeared anxious, and even at this moment, he rushed out of the treasure bag directly, wanting to break through the seal again.

This Buddha door karmic fire, burning the body, burning the soul, burning the Daoji, burning ten breaths, everything into ashes.

At this moment, five breaths have passed, and the figure of Bai Ye imprinted on the Buddha lamp has appeared illusory, and if it disappears completely, he will definitely die.

"The damn seal, hurt the ancestor, this is her inheritance, if she dies in front of the ancestor... Wait for the ancestor to get out of trouble, and you're an old thing, even if it's 10,000 years, 100,000 years, it's all with you, damn the seal, the damn old thing... ！”

At this moment, the clay pot roared completely, and the sound of angry scolding was like rolling thunder.

The roar of the voice instantly reverberated through the heavens and the earth, not only here in Bai Ye, but even in the entire cultivators in the blessed land, it was clearly audible.

As this voice echoed in all directions, a terrifying coercion immediately descended on the blessed land of no return, and all the foundation building monks who entered the blessed land roared at this moment, and their hearts trembled.

Although they didn't have the power of cultivation, just that kind of roar made their faces change drastically, even in the middle of the flight, they all immediately fell, sat down, and ran all their cultivation to resist this sudden terrifying pressure.

In particular, there were several monks who had just entered the foundation building, and there were still unstable monks in Sendai, and when this sound rumbled, Danhai burst open, and when the power of cultivation rushed against the current, the body exploded directly, and the flesh and blood splashed.

At the same time, there is an abyss in the blessed land of no return, where there is blood and gas, but the smell of blood seems to be old, with a sense of sad vicissitudes.

In the depths, on an octagonal altar-like high platform, the ancestor of no return sat cross-legged, his body was full of life, and the aura of decay seemed to make his body appear illusory distorted, as if he was no longer alive.

In front of him, there was a torn piece of paper, a brownish yellow page, with a sense of the passage of time, and eight cracks that almost penetrated the page, and even more black.

At this moment, the broken page slowly rose, and as it rotated, those diffuse blood gas, faintly immersed, turned into a blood line, extending into a special pattern.

After a while, the surface of the page had a crimson sheen, which looked a little strange.

"After ten days, this paper will be full of blood, and I will be able to take the life of all cultivators, and 100 days will prolong my life for 30 years. The Ancestor of No Return spoke slowly, his voice was low, and there seemed to be unbearable and gloomy, but if he savored it, he could feel a trace of strong excitement from it.

"Teacher, just in case, the disciple still seals this place as before, and guards it outside!" Duan Changbai, who was standing under the octagonal high platform, took a deep breath at this moment, and when he spoke, his face was solemn, but in the depths of his pupils, there was a strong abnormality.

After a long time, the ancestor said lightly, "Well! Remember, put the spirit skin that came from here on your body, so as not to be robbed of your longevity by this paper. ”

And at this moment, the roaring sound of the clay pot shook in all directions, roaring in this abyss, which made the faces of the Wuhui Ancestor and Duan Changbai change abruptly.

The head of the Ancestor of No Return suddenly raised, his eyes were full of essence, and Yuan Ying's breath immediately surged out, "What kind of person is this? Its coercion is so heavy that it can make my Dao heart fluctuate, this blessed land without return, is there an existence that I don't understand? Why is it roaring at this moment?"

At this moment, the ancestor of Wuhui was shocked in his heart, just because, more than a thousand years ago, he found that there was no return to the blessed land, and every grass and tree in this place had been known in his heart, and there would never be unknown creatures.

But at this moment, the coercive aura that came with the sound was not only unfamiliar, but also made him tremble as a primordial ancestor, and this horror immediately made him jealous in his heart.

"Is it because of this time for nine, unwilling to be completely closed here, is to appear... ”

The face of the ancestor changed, his eyes flickered non-stop, and suddenly, his rotten face flashed hideously.

"No matter, 2,700 years, the road of this body has ended, the old man has laid out a thousand years, just for this last Nirvana rebirth, especially not long ago that the breath of the burning sky appeared, with a secret treasure from here, at the cost of longevity, it is estimated that five hundred years later, the Gu Immortal Road is now crossing an immortal... For the sake of this opportunity, I will never give up... ”

And Duan Changbai also looked suspicious, he had waited for a thousand years and planned for a hundred years, all for the opening of this ninth time, seeing that it would be successful in another hundred days, but the coercion brought by this voice suddenly appeared, making him suddenly uneasy.

"What is the existence of this voice? The tyranny contained in this kind of coercion, even if it has never been felt in the old thing, is it an unknown existence here? Eight openings, all kinds of arrangements, have they all fallen into the eyes of this unknown existence... ”

The shock brought by this voice made the two masters and apprentices who had their own thoughts suspicious at the same time, but it was only a moment before the old ancestor returned to his complexion, and his eyes looked at Duan Changbai.

"The years have begun to devour, and you can't stop, otherwise you will immediately regurgitate, and Changbai will immediately seal this place... ”

When Duan Changbai heard this, he took a deep breath, put away the waves in his heart, he hugged his fists, and his eyes were fixed on the ancestor who had no return, as if he had a sense of attachment and reluctance, but then he became firm and turned around and walked out.

The thousand-year-old longing is only for this moment, at this time, even if the sky falls, it can no longer be retreated.

Duan Changbai's figure gradually faded away, and at this moment, there seemed to be remembrance and warmth in the eyes of the old ancestor who had no return, as if he remembered the innocent child's voice thousands of years ago.

"Grandpa, can you fly, are you an immortal!"

"Oh, oh, oh, the immortals are going to take me as an apprentice!"

"In the future, I will also be an immortal, and I will be able to fly!"

A smile appeared on the face of the Ancestor of No Return, but under the luster of the broken and already blood-colored paper, it showed a bit of hideousness.