The moment the two hands pressed down, I saw that Qiu Zijin's palm spewed out two puffs of dark green qi spreading, and during the settlement period, they quickly condensed together, and actually formed a drop of vacuole the size of the tip of a little finger, and the rich green color gave people the feeling that it was not vitality, but cold death!

"I'm going to open the river!

Qiu Zijin reminded loudly, and then pressed his hands again, and his forehead and nose soon secreted a layer of sweat, as if urging the small dark green liquid bubble was much more difficult than Fang Cai's two large puffs of green gas.

In the distance, there were groups of three or five candidate monks who were about to quickly cross the passage and return to the sea of grass, but after seeing Qiu Zijin's actions, they all stopped, and the death aura coming from the dark green liquid bubble made their hearts chill, and they didn't know what kind of fame this person was doing.

"Evil waves... Breaking the waves!"

Qiu Zijin shouted, and those jade-white eyes burst out with dazzling essence!

As soon as he shouted, the dark green liquid bubble that fell to the surface of the dark river below sank suddenly, and the turbulent river water seemed to have encountered an insurmountable obstacle, splashing a slightly high splash, and the water splash had not yet fallen, and it was shaken open by a greater force, and in the roar of "buzzing", a huge whirlpool appeared in the middle of the dark river, no matter how fast the river flowed, it could not rush through the small dark green bubble, so it had to be unwilling to be thrown aside, becoming the thrust of the whirlpool constantly rotating.

In just ten breaths, a passage to the bottom of the river was drilled out!

"Good fellows... This is indeed a murderer!"

Ruan Jinglun saw that his scalp was numb, and Qiu Zijin's eyes were wide open with anger at this moment, where was there still his usual cowardly appearance? After all, he had been in charge of the punishment of the White Tower Sect and was feared by hundreds of disciples like a tiger, once he got rid of the psychological suppression, Qiu Zijin revealed his other side.

Zhu Pu's expression changed slightly, he had already investigated Yi Meng on the order of Huan Jianye, except for the more mysterious leader Yi Qian, most of the remaining strong people in the infant stage have traces, although Qiu Zi Jin realm is to Yun Ying Xiao Perfection, but it seems that his heart is far from worthy of his cultivation, and he is always restless when he looks forward to doing things, so he is listed as the least threatening one among the strong people of Yi Meng, I didn't expect it...

"I've looked away, but you're a little capable. ”

Shu Wan smiled naturally, and Nangong not far away had a gloomy gaze, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What are you waiting for?!let's go!"

Qiu Zijin's temples were bruised, obviously such a move was also extremely difficult for him, he shouted loudly, and jumped into the waterway formed by the whirlpool.

Shu Wan pursed her lips and jumped down after her, she didn't care about the life or death of Yi Qian and Linglong Lao Wu, but the beast soul in the gossip bronze medal had a fatal temptation for her, and she must not give up lightly!

Nangong didn't say much, and jumped into the sewer, but his eyes always stayed on Qiu Zijin intentionally or unintentionally...

"Could it be that my bones are going to be broken at the bottom of this dark river?"

Seeing that Zhu Pu followed without much hesitation, Ruan Jinglun's expression changed rapidly, and after a while, he saw that the whirlpool that maintained the waterway began to show an unstable trend, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and jumped down...

“... Who are these people?"

It wasn't until the figures of Qiu Zijin and the others all disappeared into the depths of the waterway that those candidates who were watching here from afar dared to approach cautiously, looking at the dark green bubble in the center of the whirlpool, and everyone had palpitations.

When the whirlpool gradually shrank and slowly disappeared, the monks gathered around turned their heads and whispered to each other, some of them passed through the passage area and returned to the sea of grass according to the original plan, and some of them changed their minds and continued to lurk in the Dark River District, wanting to see what those powerful people who had just done extraordinary things were going to do...

People's curiosity is always the greatest motivation for their pursuit, but this pursuit may be creation, or it may be... It's death.

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The soft pale golden Buddha light filled the field of vision, and the whole body was warm and uncomfortable.

Yi Qian's eyes looked around, he found that the small Luohan Temple, which was no more than two zhang square from the outside, was actually ridiculously large, and the moment he stepped into the threshold of the Luohan Temple, he clearly felt that he was trapped in a magnificent formation, like a small beast that had broken into the mire, and there was no possibility of struggling out at all.

In other words, others may subconsciously show a panicked look, but Yi Qian's expression did not change, but he took a good time to look at the surrounding scenery, which made Huajing's heart move slightly.

Yi Qian has no reason to panic, it is only his doppelganger who stepped into the Luohan Temple, even if there is any powerful trap here, he has enough time to send the left divine consciousness back to the deity at the moment when the doppelganger destroys miè, the divine consciousness is intangible, and it is crossed by the void, unless someone knows all his hole cards and lays down the corresponding means one by one, or cultivates to Cheng dù, who is incredibly big in the gap, otherwise no one can stop him from wanting to escape the divine sense.

As for the damage of this atomized clone, Yi Qian didn't particularly care, he knew very well how this doppelganger had cultivated to the current realm, just like a person had already walked a path, even if he was put back at the starting point, he could get to the same position again, and the speed was even faster, at best, it was just a matter of time.

What's more, if this Arhat Temple is really involved in the center of such a huge array treasure as Tianjiao Grassland, and Huajing has the method of manipulation, then no matter how prepared Yi Qian is, it doesn't make much sense, unless he moves the atomized clone to the dust cave where the deity is located, of course, this also requires him to be able to break free from the shackles of the Venerable-level array treasure.

On the outside, the dilapidated temples of the Luohan Temple no longer exist, and what catches the eye is a group of buildings that seem to be far away, and layers of pale golden Buddha light shrouded in those buildings, which appear hazy and full of solemnity.

"Yi Daoyou doesn't have to feel strange, the one hundred and fifty-four temples in the distance are my brother... The scene conjured up by the Dharma Body of the Venerable Ascension, as the one hundred and fifty-four nodes for the construction of the array treasure, is not an actual thing. ”

Hua Jing saw that Yi Qian's gaze had been staying on the large building complex, and couldn't help but explain with a smile, and then took a few steps forward, clasped his hands together and silently recited the obscure scriptures, and the golden halo scattered by the building complex in the distance suddenly became dazzling, and it seemed that there was a more brilliant trend.

"Isn't it something that actually exists..."

One hundred and fifty-four, such an irregular number, is it really just a Array Treasure node? Yi Qian always felt that he had heard of this number somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

While he was speculating in his heart, Hua Jing suddenly let out a deep sigh, and his eyes lit up!

"Tianjiao Wheel... Open!"

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End of Chapter 457