The fateful magic weapon was destroyed, and the monk You Fang realized Jiang Xianhai's horror, Jiang Xianhai finally came to his senses and pressed the wall, but the wall was not completely opened, so he squeezed in.

The monk You Fang shuddered, and followed closely without looking back, for fear that the god of covering the sky would chase him, so he turned around and made a six-character mantra mudra, and put a solemn Buddha light to block the road.

Jiang Xianhai also hurriedly pressed the mechanism, the wall began to heal, and sighed bitterly, the Heaven Covering God Centipede was listed as an immortal beast, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that it was a demonic beast.

The cultivation of the Heaven Covering God Centipede who is not yet an adult is not high, but the talent is too strong, and what really kills people is not yellow smoke but tobacco poison.

He is also an expert in making drugs, Jiang Xianhai even dared to say that the poison he refined, the Mahayana monks had to finish if they were hit, but the poison of the god of the gods, and the immortals in the fairy world were also nine deaths, and the two were not the same.

The closed wall seemed to block the god, the two of them were not happy for long, but the wall seemed to melt, poking out a white yin head, and the monk of You Fang sacrificed a golden bell and smashed it hard, and burst away with the power of the rebound.

Jiang Xianhai panicked, and the power of ice and snow raised an iceberg, hoping to block the god's dambled for a moment, and fled at an astonishing speed.

What made him angry was that the monk who was running in front ran to the exit, turned around and pinched the seal, condensing the vast Buddha qi...... Jiang Xianhai recognized that it was the sealing technique of the Beacon Fire Heavenly Seal, the Great Mudra of the Six-Character Mantra......

"Bald donkey!" Jiang Xianhai's eyes widened angrily: "You dare to yin me!"

Monk You Fang sneered: "Each other, Sect Master Jiang, if you are lucky enough not to die, let's talk about cooperation again." ”

After speaking, he pinched the treasure bottle seal and blasted it over according to Jiang Xianhai, poor Jiang Xianhai dodged the treasure bottle bombardment in embarrassment, and the Heaven Covering God Centipede had already arrived......

Listening to the terrifying screams coming from behind him, Monk You Fang sneered, Dead Daoist friend is not a dead poor monk, Jiang Xianhai No matter what, you have to hold that beast for a while......

Monk You Fang fled for his life, he didn't care about the despicable means, because Jiang Xianhai must have the same idea as him, but he made the first move.

......

At this time, Jing Yao entered another secret room, which was also a woman's boudoir, and there was an untied bag on the bed, and the burden was neatly stacked with clothes......

Jing Yao guessed that the original owner was preparing to travel far away, and sorted out the salute, but before she knew what happened, she went to the empty building.

Ordinary monks also have storage rings or some space magic weapons, and the monks of the Yuanying Realm can open up the void and accept things, what kind of immortal god should the owner of this immortal tomb be who yearns for ordinary life?

All toiletries are worldly things, is this the ideological realm of the superior to return to the basics?

The rosewood table was full of books, Jing Yao walked over and took one, as expected, it was also a book in the world, the yellowed paper industry was a little dry and hard to the touch, and looked at some vague ink marks on it with the words "only envy mandarin ducks and not envy immortals".

Jing Yao couldn't help but guess that the owner of the fairy palace should be a female fairy, but it seemed that she fell in love with a scumbag, making the existence of the second air a brain......

The turbulent atmosphere of the outside world was still violent, Jing Yao yawned and stretched her waist, let's fight, it's good to be dead, sitting on a soft chair in a big way, flipping through the books left by the immortals, just like a dusk evening after a rain, enjoying the rare quiet.

Lin Tianxing and the three of them were in another bedroom, Huang Xiufeng was bored and sat on the table, playing with a bald brush in his hand, and said with a smile: "You say how boring the owner of the tomb should be, in order to prevent the tables and chairs from being eaten by time, such a Juyuan Array ......"

Lin Tianxing didn't bother to answer, took out a quaint book from the bookshelf and flipped through it, and said lightly: "Maybe we are all wrong, there is no treasure here at all." ”

Shi Kuang sighed, he had expected this result a long time ago, but he didn't want his hopes to be dashed, so he thought about what happened, and after Lin Tianxing's dictation, he was a little relieved.

Huang Xiufeng didn't like the atmosphere to be too depressing, so he changed the topic and said: "How lively are you listening to the voices outside...... Seeing that no one cared about it, he continued with a dry laugh: "I don't know how many people will die this time, the pattern of the immortal cultivation world is going to change again." ”

Lin Tianxing said coldly: "It's good to die." ”

Huang Xiufeng Shi Kuang knew that Lin Tianxing hated the entire immortal cultivation world, so he didn't comment on this remark, the atmosphere was a little silent, and Shi Kuang said: "There are no absolutes, it's just that I died here in my nest." ”

Lin Tianxing said coldly: "Where is death not death?"

This topic didn't make sense with Lin Tianxing, Shi Kuang shook his head and said, "The problem of evil spirits has not been solved yet, and there are some things that we need to face." ”

Lin Tianxing interrupted calmly: "What should happen will always happen, and it will not change because of someone or something; I don't think I'm at fault, didn't you kill a hundred monks of the Buddha Sect because ......of a woman?"

Seeing that there were disagreements and a dispute was about to start, Huang Xiufeng hurriedly said: "It really has nothing to do with us that many people have died, and it is not a day or two for the evil soul to be in the throat, and the soldiers will cover the water and the earth...... Forget it, say some digressions, go out to see after half an hour, send them back to the west if they are not dead, we can't eat it alive, it's best to find the fairy treasure, I have to go if I can't find it, my right eye jumps, eighty percent of it will have an accident. ”

Shi Kuang's face turned pale, he really had no position to accuse Lin Tianxing of anything, sighed indifferently, and simply shut up.

......

The immortal tomb collapsed, and the rune wall of the palace on the first floor lost its original utility, and few of the hundreds of monks withdrew because of the destruction of the palace, interpreting the true meaning of birds dying for food.

These monks frantically rushed to the second floor, and then the third floor......

Jing Yao looked at the poems in the book for a while, and felt bored and indifferent.

It's all about some 'peacocks fly southeast, wandering for five miles', 'I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I am willing to be a branch in the ground', 'Spring heart Mo is a common flower, an inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray' desolate and melancholy rhetoric, she is even more sure that the owner of the fairy tomb is a hopelessly stupid woman who is carried away by feelings.

But at this moment, the sky shook, the tables and chairs trembled, Jing Yao stood up, feeling the imminent movement coming from the ground, as if there was a fierce beast desperately hitting the ground, and the dust was gargling and fluttering.

Jing Yao immediately rushed out of the boudoir and ran wildly along a passage, just at this moment a group of out-of-body monks came to the eighth floor.

The walls exploded, large rocks fell with a bang, ordinary rocks can kill people, but not monks, what is surprising is that the falling stones directly killed several monks, and the ground was suddenly soaked in blood, and the red heart was pierced.

At this time, Lu Ang and Heiyan drilled into the Immortal Tomb, the two of them rarely walked around the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and had been concentrating on cultivation, and there were not many people who knew them, otherwise they would have been attacked by a group as early as the entrance of the Immortal Tomb.

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