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Yijian said: "The Realm Divine Mountain is the top priority of a realm, it is heavily guarded, after what happened last time, the guard must be even more strict, and you must not act recklessly."

In my opinion, let's pretend to be cultivators who go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery, and then take advantage of the unpreparedness, sneak in, and then blend in with the crowd and come out. ”

Long Ji said: "This plan is feasible, in order to be foolproof, let's observe the route of travel first, and make a good way to retreat! Blood Chong Ancestor, can you sense the location?"

Where does Blood Chong know the location?

The so-called "demand" is just the stone through its mouth, it does not understand at all, just want to break a few sentences, in the sea, the stone shook slightly.

Xue Chong said: "The position is on the right front of the sword, do you see that protruding mountain like a finger?

The Boundary Divine Mountain, is the foundation of a realm, the scenery is beautiful and beautiful, it is the highest position of the realm, standing on it to look out, as if embracing the whole realm, the field of vision is vast, the scenery is magnificent, it is simply indescribable.

In order to show their strength, many realms will open some of the realm's sacred mountains to the outside for cultivators to watch.

That's the idea of a sword fight.

But Xuechong, or the location of the stone, looked heavily guarded, and the surrounding mountains were shrouded, and once they were alarmed, the two of them would not be able to escape.

Long Ji said: "No matter, let's go in first and see what the temple looks like before planning......!

A sword coughed: "Don't be reckless, if you can't do it, forget it......"

The two paid for the wine and walked to the Boundary God Mountain.

Before they could get closer, the two Guardian Warriors emerged from the air.

"Father, what do you want?"

Yijian arched his hand and smiled: "Two Taoist friends, we are here to watch the scenery, please go along!"

The Guardian Warrior said: "Since you are here to watch the scenery, go up the white stairs, and don't set foot in the rest of the places, so as not to cause misunderstanding!"

Another Realm Protector said, "Oneiroi-sama has a temple in my realm, you can go and pray for blessings, and let Oneiroi bless you!"

These Guardian Warriors do not leave "Father God" in three sentences, "Father God" is everything to them, and now they have actually promoted "Dream God", which shows the great influence that Bei Fan is having in this world.

There were many cultivators who rushed to the Realm God Mountain, and some of them were obviously not the first time to come, and they were familiar with the way, and even the Realm Protector Warriors did not appear.

Many cultivators looked pious, and looking at their direction, it was the direction of Bei Fanzheng's Temple.

The two of them walked all the way up the white staircase, the white staircase was three hundred zhang wide, and although there were many cultivators, it was not crowded, but it seemed quite noisy.

After a day's work, the night of the king's horse realm was about to fall, and the two of them also reached the vicinity of the mountain that looked like a finger, and when they arrived here, they were not far from the temple.

A white staircase branched out in the direction of the temple.

About half of the people stepped up the stairs in the direction of the temple, and the two of them followed.

"When ......"

Having advanced some distance, rounding the finger-shaped mountain,

What appeared in front of everyone was an independent majestic mountain, with verdant vegetation, and the temple was less than the top of the mountain, but stood against the mountain, and the temple of a thousand zhang in size emitted a soft white divine light.

A white staircase stretched from the feet of the crowd to the front of the temple.

A clear bell rang into everyone's ears.

The spirit of a sword is shocked, and the bell has the effect of calming the mind!

Many cultivators heard the immortal sound in a trance, revealing an indulgent look.

A sword's sea of knowledge sounded Long Ji's voice: "Near this high mountain, there are seven slightly shorter mountains, and the secret formation is quite tricky......"

Yijian immediately wanted to retreat.

“...... Only cultivators in the Divine Realm can freely grasp the power of faith, and the cultivators who guard the temple do not know, let alone what means they use to probe whether the power of faith exists.

In my opinion, we can go in and have a look, if they check every once in a while, we still have time to escape, if we keep an eye on ......"

"Let's go!"

With a sword and a gritted tooth, he made a decision.

The temple has a square circle of 1,000 zhang, and the general layout is almost the same as the last time I saw the temple, with a few more side halls.

As soon as the cultivators outside entered, there were cultivators from the Qi Refining Realm who stepped forward to greet them, not to mention that there were hundreds of such cultivators, and at a cursory glance, more than two hundred disciples wearing respectful Taoist robes were scattered all over the temple, and their eyes swept over the cultivators from time to time.

There are a few vague breaths hidden in the secret, and the breath is at least supernatural realm.

Obviously, they deliberately showed a trace of breath, hoping that the cultivators who were "making trouble" would retreat.

The statue of Bei Fanzheng was more than ten times larger than the last time I saw it, and the stone jumped out from the depths of the sea of knowledge, trembling slightly, and looking quite excited.

Yijian said secretly: "Stone Ancestor, with such a formation, let's not fool around, it's easy to get in and hard to get out......"

glanced at Long Ji and passed a look - "Don't come nonsense, there are too many masters!"

Long Ji nodded slightly.

After the two reached an agreement, they planned to take a spin at will, and just left.

The stone trembled even more, and since absorbing the "lifeline" in the land of the divine relics, it became more and more agile, and a sword sighed: "Ancestor, it's not that I don't contribute, it's just that the cultivators guarding are too powerful......"

A sword persuaded, for fear that an impulse of the stone would cause terrible consequences.

"Buzz ......"

The stone trembled for a moment, and then the sea saw hundreds of drops of liquid.

"This ......"

A sword is not good, I want to cry without tears, and I scold the stone in my heart.

The cultivators of the Divine Power Realm can control the power of faith, and they can naturally perceive the direction of the flow of the power of faith, and the two of them are too late to run now.

Sure enough, the cultivators of the Jingzong sect immediately took action and sealed off the temple.

Long Ji instantly understood what was happening: "Blood Worship Ancestor, you ......"

The stone shuddered.

"Ahem......"

Xuechong said: "Don't worry, I forgot to tell you, the ancestor absorbs the power of faith, no one will find traces, as long as you don't show your feet, nothing happens!"

Long Jiwan smiled and said, "Ancestor, you said earlier, didn't my plan and Senior Brother Yijian all go in vain......

Long Ji and Yijian discussed so much, just because they were afraid that some clues would leak their traces, who knew that the hands and feet of "Blood Chong" would be so neat?

Xuechong coughed.

It wasn't Xuechong's work at all, and even Xuechong was taken aback, but fortunately, the "adult" sent a message in time to explain, and he really couldn't blame it.

"What are you afraid of, although the ancestor can't help you kill the enemy, he can't trap you, right?

At the entrance of the temple, a cultivator with an unassuming appearance held a mirror and looked at every cultivator who passed.

The Escape Talisman trembled slightly, conveying a message of "danger".

The Heavenly Talisman was refined by the elders himself, and it had a very high spirituality, and it conveyed a message, indicating that it was very likely to see through the two of them.

"I'm really willing to put down this ...... Bei Fan's appeal to Jingzong is too strong, and these treasures have been taken out......"

Yijian was a little nervous.

It's not just a sword, even Long Ji didn't expect such a heavy treasure.

I thought that the cultivator wanted to make the magic weapons shine one by one, but in the next moment, a heavy fog surged, and instantly enveloped the entire temple.

"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

The sudden rise of the fog surprised the cultivators.

The fog came and went quickly, and after a breath, the fog dissipated and the temple reappeared, but the cultivators of Jingzong had nowhere to go.

The crowd was amazed and wondered what was happening.

Some cultivators directly shouted: "What about people? What are you doing?

"As you wish!"

A deep voice sounded in the hearts of everyone: "What kind of person do you want?"

The low voice appeared very abruptly, and it sounded from the heart, and everyone was startled.

The cultivator turned his head to look and shouted, "Who are you!"

"Who am I? I am God...... Those who believe in me can be liberated, and those who believe in me can fulfill all their wishes, tell me, what kind of person do you want?"

The cultivators who spoke were stunned, and most of the cultivators present were stunned, and whoever heard such words would also be stunned.

A Qi Refining Realm cultivator shouted with a fanatical expression: "Oneiroi, is it you? Oneiroi, the villain has been trapped in the Qi Refining Realm for thousands of years, and he wants to be promoted to the Jindan Realm!"

"As you wish!"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling light erupted from the body of the Qi Refining Realm cultivator, and after two breaths, the light was full and dissipated, and the cultivator's breath had already turned into the Golden Pill Realm!

"Boom ......"

Everyone was shocked, this scene was incredible!

The cultivator laughed wildly and slammed his head on the ground: "Thank you, Lord Oneiroi, thank you, Lord Oneiroi, I will serve you with my life!"

The deep voice sounded again: "What kind of person do you want?"

"I ...... I...... I want the most beautiful woman in the world, who loves me wholeheartedly......"

"The most beautiful woman in the world, your blessing is not deep enough, with such a woman, your life can't bear it, and sooner or later you will die because of it, do you still want it?"

The cultivator's eyes suddenly turned red, like a beast that chooses people to devour: "I want to! Even if I die, I want it!"

"As you wish!"

The cultivator levitated, and layers of translucent silk threads were released from his body, and the silk threads twisted to form a vague human form, and the human form changed and twisted, and countless points of light flew out of the void and attached to the human form.

Soon, a peerless beauty comparable to the rain appeared, smiling slightly, and most of the cultivators on the scene sat on the ground on their stomachs, looking obsessed.

After these two events, everyone was convinced of God's words, and most of the cultivators' expressions became fanatical, and with the fanaticism of everyone, wisps of undetectable smoke rose from the ground.

There were more and more cultivators who made wishes, and the gods agreed one by one, and the fog gradually increased, and the appreciation could not be dissolved, but the cultivators turned a blind eye and made more and more wishes.

"God, I want to become an immortal......"

"Buzz ......"

The stone trembled, and a sense of crisis surged into the sword heart again, and the voice of the blood chong came into the sea of knowledge of the two of them: "Don't look at it, the cultivator with the mirror will come over immediately, let's go!"

The vision of the two of them changed somewhat, the thick mist became hazy and transparent, and the cultivators who had originally disappeared reappeared in front of them, as if through the waves of water, slightly distorted.

A cloud-shaped jade slip hung from their waists, and the light of the jade slip protected them entirely, guarding the main road of the temple, both outside and inside. (To be continued.) )