Su Jing not only saw the evil Buddha's eyes, but he also understood the other party's gaze: there was no fear, no disgust, and he couldn't even mention disgust, and the only emotion in his eyes was only: ridicule.

What kind of demonic figure would use such a gaze to look at nearly a hundred cultivators, including the masters of 'Lishan' and 'Tianyuan'? Su Jing didn't know, but he was at least sure that the other party was not afraid of him.

Not afraid at all.

The strong and weak sides of the good and the evil, the eyes of the 'evil Buddha' have long been clearly stated.

Su Jing remained silent, he wanted to discuss with everyone after leaving here, if not, he would invite a good hand from Lishan to come to help, even if it was a false alarm, it would always be good to kick the iron plate, but he didn't expect Chong Na to be vindictive, raising his hand to smash the big Buddha.

Now that the demons and demons have died down, they will no longer appear easily. If an angry mortal or a low-level monk destroys the Buddha statue, it will probably not lead to any terrible consequences, but Chong Na is different, he is a famous and superb cultivator. He made a move in order to damage Su Jing's face, but he sent a wrong message to the demon: Chong Na Lao Dao noticed that we were looking at him?

The Buddha statue was shattered.

At the moment when the smoke and dust dispersed, a miserable howl suddenly came from the darkness, like a long needle covered with rust, piercing everyone's ear drums, and in an instant, the sky swirled!

The dome of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is gone, and everyone can directly see the sky, the miserable white sky. The sky is unstable, trembling violently, as if it will collapse at any time, accompanied by a strange noise, if you look closely, it is countless white bones, the sky paved with accumulated bones!

The green brick ground beneath his feet disappeared and turned into an endless sea. The black sea, the color of the blood after it dries up. The sea has no waves, and it is as calm as a pool of stagnant water, which is really 'dead', otherwise how could it reveal a thick rancid stench, so that the monks with a weak foundation were choked and churned in the five internal circles, and it was difficult to even cast spells!

The wind swept - the wind formed by the convergence of thousands of sword qi, or it had nothing to do with the sword, and the wind here was so sharp? No one could tell the difference, but anyone understood that as long as they were swept away by the wind, there would only be a thousand corpses.

A crisp shout, a low and muffled roar.

The butterfly in Fusu's hand flew away, and everyone suddenly became charming in front of them between the slightly flapping wings, and the colorful auspicious light flowed in the wind, and the sword qi was rushing in the beautiful light!

A moment slower than Fusu, the flower branches in Fang Xianzi's hands trembled violently, the clusters of peach blossoms were shaken off and floated away, and countless petals flew away in the fragrance, rushing into the wind with a pitiful delicate, but resolute to the point of incomparability. The petals are ruthlessly crushed by the wind, but the wind is also stagnant because of it, and the fragrance of the flowers remains. Fang Xianzi's sword was rewarded by Elder Hong, peach blossom red.

The two people who were the first to shoot and protect everyone in time when the wind was blowing, the disciples of Lishan, Fusu and Fang Xianzi. They listened to Su Jing's advice, awakened the magic weapon from the moment they stepped into the big temple, and always had a vigilant heart, so the two of them could be the fastest.

Leaving the true legend of the mountain, Fusu's hands turned again, and two butterflies flew up, no longer colorful wings, but two solid-colored butterflies of one red and one yellow, flapping their wings and continuing to meet the wind.

Three butterflies, peach blossoms, fluttering, the wind is scattered and no longer becomes a trend.

First got Su Jing to reward the Tianshui Spirit Essence, and then got the master's help to refine the treasures, Fang Xianzi was no longer the ordinary cultivator twenty years ago, and now his cultivation has stepped into the fifth realm, and after launching the peach blossom to help Su, he took out a red bamboo flute from his sleeve and put it across his lips. Soon a melodious tone sounded, and the hearts of those who heard it were clear, and the monks who had been caught by the rancid smell of the Dead Sea before were in high spirits.

A moment later, the wind was completely defeated, and the three butterflies returned to Fusu, the petals were hidden in the air, and Fang Xianzi's peach blossom branches were clustered again. ...,

The big temple disappeared, and it was replaced by a terrifying world, and everyone else knew that it was powerful, and they showed their magic weapons and flying swords to protect themselves, and even Chong Na Lao Dao nodded to the disciples who left the mountain, and he couldn't help but accept the favor of resisting the strange wind. Following the old way, he waved his big sleeves, and a talisman flew up, and with him chanting loudly, the golden light of the spirit rune burst out, turning into a large group of golden armor gods to hold the cone and protect the periphery.

A spirit rune invites each other, and a thousand troops come to see you!

Chong Na Lao Dao is not very good, and he is still quite good at a spell.

The monks were a little relieved, and they took out the magic weapons used to communicate with each other, and asked the sect for help, but they soon found that this strange world was isolated from spiritual messages, and the news could not be transmitted.

Chongna coughed and opened his mouth to speak, and at this moment, a deafening strange sound suddenly surged between the sea and the sky, and the words that Chongna was about to say rushed back into his stomach.

Strange, utterly indescribable.

What kind of sound will a leaky leather drum make when it is smashed by a drumstick? 10,000 broken drums.

What kind of sound will a cracked horn make when someone blows it hard? 10,000 remnants.

What kind of sound will it be for a soldier with no jaw and a rotten and rolled face to roar desperately, what kind of sound will it be from thousands of troops and horses rushing from all directions with their hooves rolling up the dark green fire and stepping on the black Dead Sea?

All the monks changed their faces. Su Jing patted the splendid bag, took out three 'Tianxiang Zhenyuan', handed two of them to Fusu and Fang Xianzi, and said in a deep voice: "Swallow it quickly." ”

With the cultivation of everyone present, against this kind of yin soldier frenzy, they may be able to support for a while, but there is absolutely no possibility of victory, and sooner or later it will be an exhaustive defeat.

The fire escape is only thirty miles, don't say that you can't escape from this world, even the tide of Yin soldiers can't penetrate it, but you can't wait to die, let's escape one step at a time. Fang Xianzi was honest, and he was about to throw the pill into his mouth when he took it, but he was stopped by Zhenchuan Fusu in time. Su Jing frowned: "What's wrong?"

Fusu took out a jade jue from his bag: "It's no wonder that the uncle and ancestor are offended." ”

Everyone who has the true legend of Lishan has sealed the life card of a great spell.

Fusu didn't allow Su Jing to react at all, and took the jade jue in his hand and patted him lightly on the forehead.

Su Jing only felt that the strong light burst out in front of him, and the wind and thunder roared in his ears, and when everything returned to calm and opened his eyes again, he was stunned to find that he was hanging in the air, and at the end of his eyes was the miserable white Shuangshuang Joy Temple.

He has returned to the world, and the demon monk and evil temple are towering

In the Dead Sea of Bone Heaven, Fang Xianzi, who watched his senior sister defeat his uncle and ancestor, exclaimed in shock: "Where did you go?"

The tide of Yin soldiers is still far away, and everyone still has a little time.

The shattered True Transmission Plate was carefully put away, and Fu Su said: "When I traveled before, I occasionally got a spirit grass, and after being promoted to the True Inheritance, the master personally helped me intercede, and invited the real person in charge to personally take action, refining the spirit grass into a spell, and sealing it in my True Transmission Card. Master said that the female doll should fight as little as possible. ”

What is sealed in the Fusu life card is not a spell to kill, but a magical power to escape: three hours. Wherever the recipient is, he immediately returns to where he was three hours ago.

It's not a reversal of time, it's just sending people to where they stayed three hours ago.

Fang Xianzi suddenly realized: "Uncle Shi is out of danger now?"

Fusu nodded and asked Fang Xianzi: "I can only send one person away." Do you blame me for sending my uncle and ancestor instead of you?"

Fang Xianzi really didn't blame her, he hurriedly shook his head when he heard the words, and admired his senior sister for not escaping by herself, Fu Su's mind was clear, and he actually saw through the thoughts of the Quartet, and said with a smile: "You say I don't want to escape? But if it's just me who escapes back by myself, it's better to leave you behind, even my uncle and ancestor have been left behind, how can I explain when I go back to Lishan? How can Elder Gong spare me." ”...,

Without waiting for Fang Xianzi to respond, Fusu diverted the topic and asked him: "Fang Xianzi, how old are you this year, you don't need to answer, you must be younger than me." While speaking, Fusu's eyes met the yin tide that was getting closer and closer, and the three sword butterflies beside him fluttered up: "Here comes the little brat, follow behind my sister, you are not allowed to do it if I don't fall!"

Fusu, who has always been gentle and kind, suddenly spoke disrespectfully, and she smiled

Su Jing crushed the wooden bell and sent a message back to Lishan to ask for help from the sect. But he didn't plan to wait steadfastly - five thousand miles away from the mountain, he could wait, but Fusu and Fang Xianzi couldn't wait.

He casually found a remote place to settle down, calmed down his mind, and carefully recalled everything he had experienced in the 'Shuangshuang Joy Temple', and soon after, he slapped the splendid bag and took the Dou Kui Ming Venerable in his hand.

The spell was launched everywhere, and the piercing aura was closed as soon as it bloomed, and there was an extra man in front of Su Jing.

looks similar to Su Jing's age, tall, well-cut black robe, long hairpin, tied up with a white scarf at will, with a cold expression and cold eyes, the summoned person is not like a mourning thing, but more like a solemn young swordsman.

When the black-clothed young man saw Su Jing, he frowned slightly for some reason, but he didn't say anything dissatisfied, he just asked indifferently, "Why do you want to ask for this seat?"

Su Jing's heart was relieved, he was really afraid that he would invite a mourner who couldn't speak: "I have something to ask you about." The sky is full of bones, the Dead Sea is cloudy, the cold wind is like a sword, and there are boundless Yin soldiers and the underworld, is it a place in the underworld? Do you know where it is? Why does the Shuangshuang Joy Temple in front of it communicate with the underworld?"

A series of questions pointed directly to the key to the trapped cultivators of the righteous path: those who entered the great temple to investigate were all thrown into the underworld by the demons. The strength of the enemy may not be very strong, but they can connect the temple to the underworld, and this is where the real death lies.

The young man in black didn't answer immediately, but said, "That place, you have to talk more carefully, and the appearance of those Yin soldiers." ”

Su Jing's spirit perked up, since he wanted to say it in detail, the other party must have understood, and seriously described the environment and the situation of the underworld army to the young man in black at that time.

After he finished speaking, the young man in black shook his head firmly: "The place you are talking about is not the underworld. Then there was a sneer on his face, and he said inexplicably: "In vain, you also have a Dou Kui Ming Venerable in your hand!"

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