These yellow lights are a little terrifying, with stripes and glows, as if the end of the world is coming.

And Song Dingkong's people all stood up, their expressions solemn as if they were facing a great enemy, and their momentum climbed to the top one by one.

Seeing this, Zhou Fengchen and his entourage paused for a moment, looked at each other, and saw a trace of nervousness and solemnity in each other's eyes.

What is it that makes these pyramid figures of Buddhist disciples treat so carefully?

Then look down:

There was some ...... in those rays of light Divine beasts such as green dragons, phoenixes, white cranes, and Xuanwu are all majestic and majestic, and their divine light is myriad.

Even in the painting, it is still terrifying to look at.

The most outrageous thing is...... Those mythical beasts are all sitting on people, men, women and children, wearing ancient costumes, and their appearance is very different from ordinary people.

Seeing this, Zhou Fengchen and his party all gasped, and had to stop again, they needed to digest and digest.

From the fist prints and palm prints, it can be confirmed that there was indeed a big war here, and from the depiction of the ancestors of each family in the painting, it can be seen that Suo Qiya is not nonsense like a cartoonist, he looks at it from the perspective of a ghost, and is quite authoritative, so the problem is......

Do mythical beasts really exist? What are these beasts riding? Person? Ghost? Goblin?

And it looks like they are obviously hostile to some of Song Dingkong's ancestors!

How do people accept this thing? This is beyond everyone's comprehension.

Zhou Fengchen took out a cigarette and dispersed, no one smoked it, so he simply smoked one himself, looked back at Suo's seven teeth, and found that he was enjoying the massage of two "women", so he asked, "What is this......?" Isn't it too mysterious? ”

The painstaking monks shook their heads, "It's really incomprehensible!" ”

Qi Lian'er raised her eyebrows slightly, "Where did these people come from?" Is it a reality, or is it an illusory painting......"

After saying that, I laughed, and I naturally understood when I watched it.

Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath and threw away the cigarette butt, "Keep looking!" ”

Next Screen:

Those who rode the divine beast fell to the ground, and there were more people than Song Dingkong, all of them looked solemn and solemn, but there seemed to be some condescension between their eyebrows, just like the way a superior person treats an inferior person.

Song Dingkong and others were naturally very angry, and raised their hands to accuse and reprimand.

The men sneered, waved their hands in retort, and shrugged off.

In the end, the two sides clashed and began to go head-to-head.

On Song Dingkong's side was Li Lingxiao, stepping on a lotus platform, floating and pinching the seal with one hand, and a huge and majestic sword poked in the air.

On the opposite side was a young man with a solemn face, pinching the seal with both hands, and a flying knife facing the big sword.

collided with each other and erupted into a flood of fire.

Immediately, the young man fell lightly, clasped his hands behind his back, and smiled proudly.

And Li Lingxiao was almost planted, and he was helped by someone to spit out blood.

The verdict is made, Li Lingxiao loses!

In the next picture, almost all of them are two people fighting alone, the scene is magnificent and vast, covering the sky and the moon, and the sand and dust are flying.

Whether it is weapons or Taoism, they are all unheard of and unseen by Zhou Fengchen and his party!

Obviously, the realm of these people one hundred and ninety years ago exceeded the understanding of Zhou Fengchen and his party.

About ten games were fought, and Song Dingkong's side won two games except for Song Dingkong and Yunxing Dao Chang, and the rest of the people were either on the verge of death, or spitting blood, languishing, and miserable.

And the opposite side is intact and in full swing.

Song Dingkong's side is completely on the weak side, just like some time ago, Zhou Fengchen was in a similar situation to Niu Xiaoyun's demon clan princes and princesses.

Seeing that Song Dingkong's side was about to end, two people walked in the desert in the distance.

An old monk and a middle-aged Taoist priest, the two of them had flat faces, as if they were going out for a walk after dinner.

Looking at these two people, Zhou Fengchen was stunned, and his heart was beating wildly.

The painstaking monk was also stunned for a moment, blinked and looked at it again, with a solemn expression.

Shangguan Xianyun saw the two of them looking strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Lian'er and several people also looked over.

The painstaking monk pointed at the old monk and took a deep breath, "Abbot Daye!" ”

Everyone looked together, and saw that the monk Daye was very thin and not tall, but his face was very charitable, he seemed to be very happy with his grin, and his two big earlobes were very eye-catching.

Yukong Miao pointed to the middle-aged Taoist priest beside Abbot Daye, "Who is this Taoist chief?" ”

Shangguan Xianyun subconsciously looked at Qi Lian'er, "Is it the Pure Yang Dao Chief?" ”

Qi Lian'er hesitated, "I don't know, there is no portrait of him in the mountain, and there is no relevant record!" ”

Everyone looked at Zhou Fengchen together, "Senior Brother Zhou, ...... you"

Meaning, you know, your face is not quite right.

Zhou Fengchen didn't speak, and looked at the Taoist priest in a daze, big and tall, half a body taller than the abbot Daye next to him, with a long face, sword eyebrows, a high nose, single eyelids, and a somewhat sharp gaze.

Although he looks younger, Zhou Fengchen still recognizes him at a glance, Dad! Thoughtful!

"Senior Brother Zhou? Senior Brother Zhou? A group of people shouted nearby.

"Oh." Zhou Fengchen reacted, "I don't know!" ”

Before meeting again, he decided to pretend that he didn't know his dad Zhou Daoxing!

The painstaking monk waved his hand and motioned to continue:

The next picture is very direct, Zhou Daoxing and Abbot Daye arrived near the cabin, Daye put his palms together and said something.

Those who rode the beasts looked solemn, but they did not speak.

Daya clasped his palms together and closed his eyes.

Zhou Daoxing stepped a little, and when he reached mid-air, he casually threw out a suona and waved it.

The suona came out of the Dao Dao light.

A group of people riding the divine beast joined forces to block it, but they were still a step behind, and they were suddenly embarrassed.

"Wow!" Xikong Miao pointed at Zhou Daoxing and exclaimed, "This Daoist is really a great god!" That's amazing! ”

A group of painstaking monks also nodded in agreement, "It's really amazing!" ”

said and secretly meowed to Zhou Fengchen, meaning, you are stupid when we are? That suona is the same as yours!

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose and pinched the suona, but he didn't make a sound.

In the picture, a group of people riding the divine beast retreated little by little, as if they were all slightly injured.

At this time, the picture turned, and another person appeared in the sky, this person was a young man in his thirties, with a black crow under his feet, with a long body, and he seemed to be more beautiful than a woman, and his body was majestic and amazing.

A group of people riding the divine beast hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted, as if they respected him very much.

How did this person come down, what happened in the middle was ignored in the past, and another picture directly began:

Zhou Daoxing stepped on the void, and the thunder and lightning on his body swam.

The young man stepped on a crow, his clothes fluttering, and his long hair fluttering.

Soon the two of them got into a mess, it was really a mess, because they couldn't see clearly from the angle of the seven teeth, and they didn't dare to guess at will.

Then, a palm suddenly reached out from the "mass" and hit Song Dingkong's group.

Song Dingkong and others fled into the distance under the escort of Abbot Daye's big sleeves.

The ground was dusty and loud, leaving a huge palm print.

Immediately after that, the last fist stretched out from the "ball" and hit the crowd of people riding divine beasts.

An old man's robe flew in the group, covering the group and flying into the distance.

However, the fist followed, slamming into a nearby mountain peak, leaving a striking fist print, which looked like a crescent moon when viewed from the side.

(End of chapter)