Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

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"Go, go!"

A vigorous force pushed towards the back of Xu Junming's puppet.

Two ghost pawns, who are nearly ten feet tall and hold steel forks, are pushing him towards the grinder not far away that is still stuck with minced flesh and blood.

And he himself was tightly bound by a black iron chain.

Xu Junming took a slight breath, a thick yin qi, accompanied by bloody qi, poured into his nasal cavity.

"It is rumored that in the Twelve True Legends of the Chongyang Dao, the "Huan Shen Zhen Jing", in addition to the cultivation method, the most powerful Dao method is the "Eighteen The Underworld". It can block the five senses, confuse the soul, and infiltrate people in a single thought. The Underworld suffers and let the surgeon control life and death."

"I thought the rumors were a bit exaggerated, but now I understand them carefully, and they are quite powerful. It's a pity that it's too far to confuse me."

After speaking, the choking sword sounded.

The surging Sword Qi, like a storm, vented wildly around.

In the blink of an eye, the stone mill The Underworld in front of him was shattered like a mirror.

The Great Hall appeared in front of him again, but there were no old ways on the Lotus flower seat, and there were no hundreds of disciples on the surrounding futon.

A gust of wind blows up, except for the Lotus flower seat, the futon that has exhausted its essence in the endless years turns into fly ash.

Reaching out, the Lotus flower seat flew up.

After a ray of Magic power was submerged, the lotus flower seat turned a little light into a black book.

Three eclipses on the cover.

"The Underworld."

After I opened it, there were exactly eighteen pages inside.

Every page is a picture.

Just to cope with The Underworld, The Underworld Scissors, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Stone Press The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, The Underworld, and The Underworld.

The entire ‘Nether Eighteen The Underworld’ is a Magic Treasures of twelve treasures.

After taking a closer look, Xu Junming was secretly surprised.

Although this treasure is Magic Treasures, it has a trace of spatial attributes.

Eighteen The Underworld is like eighteen spaces. The various instruments of torture in it also possess the aura of gold and iron.

"It is rumored that after being promoted to the Nascent Soul realm, Illusion Dao can be half true and half false. Now it is quite possible to watch'Nether Eighteen The Underworld'."

Putting away this treasure, Xu Junming took a look at the Great Halls in the Hall of Transmission, and found nothing else.

The so-called ‘Team of Dharma Transmission’ is actually a place for preaching and receiving karma.

Every seven days, a high-rank cultivator from the Chongyang Dao comes over to preach to low-rank disciples.

Generally, Gold Core tells Xiantian, Nascent Soul tells Gold Core, and Yuanshen tells Nascent Soul.

Therefore, there are a total of three Great Halls in the Dharma Hall.

The dozens of small halls around are for the cultivator of the same rank to communicate.

Except for the Dharma Hall and the Book Collection Hall, the palace on the last leaf on the third floor is called the ‘Gongde Hall’.

This is where the Chongyang Dao releases the Sect mission, and at the same time exchanges information for the disciples in the faction.

I haven't encountered any weirdness here, and found a lot of things.

It's a pity that most of them are of Dongzhen and Dongxuan levels, very few of them are at the Dadong level, and there is not one at the Dongming level.

He threw the box containing an eight-stroke forbidden spirit weapon into the storage Calabash.

"In the future, keep rewarding the students of Chongshan Academy."

Looking up, standing from his angle, two leaves cover the sky and the sun, which is extremely huge.

Expectation appeared in his eyes, and the escape light flew up and fell on the leaf on the left like lightning.

The situation in front of him changed, but what he thought was not the palace that appeared.

It's a manor with a size of 10,000 mu.

The entire manor is surrounded by a three-foot tall vermilion wall, and there is only a tall bluestone archway for entry and exit.

There are also three archways in the archway, facing a bluestone platform with a size of more than ten acres.

Xu Junming landed on the stone platform and looked up.

I saw the dark green tiles at the moment, right above the archway in the middle, with four golden seal characters.

"Shennong Courtyard."

Before coming, Xu Junming investigated a lot of information about Chongyang Tao through own relationship. But there is no record about Shennong Courtyard.

It may also be that the Chongyang Dao has fallen for too long, so long that everyone has forgotten it.

However, although I have never heard of it. But looking at the name alone, the function here is not hard to guess.

Step forward, no surprise.

The Restrictions in this other courtyard are surprisingly powerful. They have reached the level of insight, and can block the cultivator of the first and second tiers of the soul.

Xu Junming's eyes showed expectation.

The stronger the Restrictions, the more it means that there are good things in them.

Arousing the Magic power in the puppet's body, the aura of the eight-foot mirror skyrocketed.

The powerful pot Heavenly Dao method quickly opened a way to enter.

Flying in, a strong green wood Spiritual Qi, oncoming.

But everything in front of him made him frown tightly.

A tall tree of spirit trees should be luxuriant, with strong Spiritual Qi. But now it is extremely withered. The black trunks and the fallen leaves indicate that they have been dead for a long time.

Stepping away, one hundred meters away, he quickly came to a large rock with several tall grasses with slender leaves growing on the corners.

Xu Junming squeezed a grass stalk that was originally intact. The moment he picked it up, it turned into black powder and drifted away in the wind.

Frowned.

"Even the blade sword grass withered?!"

Ye Jiancao is known as the most tenacious Spiritual herbs, as long as there is a trace of Spiritual Qi, it will not wither.

But looking at the current situation, it is obvious that he has been dead for many years.

Seeing the dying and dying of life in the courtyard, Xu Junming looked deep.

"I want to see, what is it that has swallowed the vitality here?"

As soon as his thoughts fell, his eyes fell cold, and Sword Qi took several shots.

"Chi Chi" a few times, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came.

Following the pungent smell, even though the puppet itself was a dead person, Xu Junming, who manipulated him, still subconsciously closed his breath.

The smell of rotting corpses was too unpleasant.

Turned around.

The three colors on the ground are pitch black, with different lengths, and the snake-like rattan wiggles crazily.

As if the struggle before Death was filled with madness.

Strangely, compared with ordinary rattans, these rattans are not only covered with scarlet sharp barbs, but also have a circle of fleshy thorns at the tip.

These thorns, like the mouth of an octopus, extend inward, as if the whole rattan is full of such things.

Just as Xu Junming was analyzing what this thing was, the earth trembled suddenly.

Like sword eyebrows, the light rose into the air.

With a ‘bang’, the ground cracked, and dozens of huge vines similar to the previous vines, but a hundred times thicker, rose up into the sky like springs.

The sharp-pointed opening is like a passage leading to The Underworld, and circles of fleshy thorns are swallowed straight toward the puppet's body.

Faced with this unknowable thing, Xu Junming looked calm and pinched the tactics.

"Hutian barrier!"

The eight-foot mirror flashed, and a tough space barrier stood in front of him.

No matter how hard these canes are, they can't shake half of them.

Refers to the transformation.

"Slashing the Demon Sword!"

With a ‘choking’, a stream of light flew out of the sword box, slashing down like lightning.

Accompanied by the dark green, smelly sap, Shishi and the rattan seemed to lose their strength and fell.

With a ‘boom’, the whole earth trembles.

The trees, flowers and plants that had no vitality were instantly shattered by the shock.

"Jie...!"

An angry voice resounded across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the entire 10,000 mu area in the Shennong Courtyard trembles.

In an instant, the earth and rocks splashed, the cracks opened, and it was in the midst of a major change like a ten second-level earthquake.

An amazing giant appeared on the ground.

It's as high as hundreds of feet, like a skull magnified countless times.

Except for the black eyes and huge mouth, the huge head was covered with the kind of cane that Xu Junming had cut off the real number of roots.

There are hundreds or even thousands of rattans, large and small, of different thicknesses, or tentacles.

It is densely packed, like a snake flying, making the scalp numb and the heart tense.

Xu Junming saw such an ugly monster for the first time.

Especially the aura on its body is no less than the second and third level of the soul.

But its Divine Sense is full of madness, bloodthirsty, and extremely scattered, unlike a normal monster cultivator.

"Okay...it hurts, I...I want...eat, good...delicious food!"

The confused Divine Sense, the scattered divine thoughts, the information revealed intermittently.

"Jie...!"

Accompanied by the earth-shaking roar, the monster's mouth opened, and the extremely thick black corpse energy condensed into a huge black skull.

The moment the skull formed, it slammed into Xu Junming like a mountain.

"What a strong corpse!"

Surprised in his heart, he urged the eight-foot mirror, and an extremely thick space barrier stood in front of him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and bursts of invisible and qualitative ripples appeared in the air.

The black skull turned into a sky full of corpse gas and broke apart.

But after that, thousands of tentacles came over and hit them all over the world.

A series of cracks appeared in the air, and Xu Junming was also a little surprised in his eyes.

Although his eight-foot mirror has not returned to its peak, it is also a spiritual treasure of the Fifth Stage.

The ‘space barrier’ based on it can stop the fifth-order cultivator of the primordial soul, and even the sixth-order cultivator.

But now he was actually broken by this unknown monster.

"Jie...!"

There was a cry of excitement in the madness.

"Eat, I want to eat!"

The huge mouth opened, and another giant black skull was condensed and formed in the extremely thick corpse energy.

Xu Junming frowned.

Time is running out. Although he doesn't know the name of this monster, he doesn't want to delay here anymore.

Pinch the sword finger with his right hand.

"Cut the devil, cut the demon!"

‘Choke Choke’, two sword sounds, blue and red Sword Ray skyrocketed.

The tyrannical Sword Qi turned into a giant sword of thousands of feet, with Xu Junming's sword pointing, it seemed as if the Tianhe fell, and it fell down like lightning.

"Jie...!"

There was panic in his voice.

The black skull flies straight towards the Sword Ray, thousands of tentacles entangled with each other, forming a huge umbrella cover, protecting the head in the middle.

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