Yu Sha

Latest website: Amid the silent silence and contemplation, in the Taoist Hall of Guandao Peak, Uncle Shang withdrew his gaze to the distant sky.

Naturally, during this moment of observation, the conversation between Qi Feiqiong and the young scholar was also clearly heard by Uncle Shang.

Any words can be sensed by others, and great monks in the golden elixir realm can rely on the sense of qi to instantly distinguish the truth from the false.

Unless the person who speaks the words has a secret method to hide it.

Therefore, Uncle Shang could sense that what Qi Feiqiong said was true.

If you really want to get close to and gain insight into the true path, you may have to go to the sea of ​​demons in person.

Moreover, Uncle Shang also understood in his heart that he actually didn’t have much choice from the very beginning. The accident happened suddenly. According to the elder Zong’s wishes, all cultivation should be done away with. If this is the situation, I wouldn't worry about leaving an outsider in my home.

It is almost inevitable to take him with him to the sea of ​​monsters in this world.

Looking at it this way, there is actually no need to think too much.

So, Uncle Shang looked at Mr. Zong. Their eyes met. Mr. Zong did not dodge. Although there was a smile on his face, there was something unquestionable and undeniable in his calm eyes.

Uncle Shang, who had already figured it out, was not angry when he saw such a look. He just asked calmly.

"Ocean of demons from this world?"

Elder Zong nodded.

"That's right, the sea of ​​monsters outside the world."

"Are there any important taboos in the sea of ​​demons outside this world?"

"Anyone who enters the Zhenhai Daocheng or the hanging wall without an edict and flees without any reason will be attacked by all cultivators!"

Uncle Shang nodded thoughtfully and then asked again.

"What about these juniors? Where are the talented disciples from the various mountains?"

When hearing this, Mr. Zong smiled.

"They need to go too! The true road to invincibility, the true supreme situation, requires the experience of such a mountain of corpses and seas of blood!"

Uncle Shang nodded again and asked.

"So, my young master also wants to go with us?"

When Wen heard this question, it was the elder Zong's turn to remain silent and no longer speak.

But the silence itself was already the answer.

And it was precisely because he truly understood this that Uncle Shang sighed suddenly and then spoke again.

"In order to reassure everyone, it's okay for Pindao to accompany you on a trip to the Demon Sea. When necessary, it's natural to help one or two, but... if the situation is urgent, there is no need to force Pindao and my family to do so. Young Master, I think fellow Taoists from the sect should also understand the destructive power that a great Jindan cultivator can have if he attacks blindly without any regard!"

At this moment, Uncle Shang made no secret of his murderous intentions and evil thoughts, while Elder Zong just nodded quietly.

"It's easy to talk. Everything is easy to talk about. You two are guests from afar, but the same thing is true. Poor Taoist words need to be spoken first. The riots in the sea of ​​monsters in the world are naturally extremely dangerous. If you have to brave the disaster, Fan, no matter what kind of situation you are in, you have to blame others.”

There is still such a sense of responsibility. Uncle Shang followed the good posture and stood up together with the other cultivators.

At the same time, in the Sumeru Realm, near the Snowy Mountains at the gateway to the West Pole, the figure of the owner of the Baihua Building was revealed among the layers of mist.

As the old woman walked in the air, all the clouds and auras condensed towards her palm. By the time they reached her, all the colorful auras had condensed into a dark golden color. of silk thread.

Furthermore, when these extremely numerous dark golden threads are constantly intertwined with each other, gradually, a certain hazy Taoist charm pours out from all directions of the Sumeru Realm towards the hundreds of flowers array formed by hanging little bits. And then, it seemed as if the owner of Baihua Building only used this magic circle to activate everything in the Sumeru Realm.

At the same time, the owner of the Baihua Building looked beyond the hanging magic circle and looked in the direction of the distant Zhenhai Daocheng.

It is strange to say that at this moment, as the Baihua Array in front of the Baihua Building Master continues to adjust and change, gradually, some kind of hazy Taoist charm emerges from the hanging wall, and at this moment and that Dao The unique Hundred Flowers Array intertwines and resonates with each other across the vast world.

On one side is the almost eternal Seventy-Two Zhenhaidao City, and on the other side is the ancient Xiji Portal Formation.

At this moment, the two forces, one in the east and the other in the west, seemed to be interconnected and tied together by Baihua Louzhu in this way.

It was obvious that the array was not thought out over time by the master of Baihua Tower, and the energy reflected on the hanging wall was the pure Baihua Taoist rhyme.

All the behind-the-scenes tricks have been imprinted on the world since ancient times.

Until now, the wisdom and radiance of the ancient sages who worked hard and worked hard are still helping and assisting the monks of later generations.

Swish——!

As the Hundred Flowers Array becomes more complete and integrated, the same two forces that bind each other also reach their peak. There is some kind of incomprehensible and mysterious level of close adhesion, teaching Peiran's Sumeru. The power was delivered here from far away.

In an instant, as the last dark golden thread sank into the array, the Hundred Flowers Array carrying the supreme meaning suddenly dispersed its appearance.

When he looked again, the only colorful spiritual light in the place was spinning around. Then, with the influx of Peiran's Sumeru power from across the air, in an instant, the Sumeru power taught this colorful spiritual light. Everything is covered with a gray background.

Finally, at a certain moment, there was no more colorful aura and no power of Sumeru.

Everything was entangled, turning into a huge portal entangled with mist and haze. Then, this portal hung in the mid-air, swallowing the vitality from all directions and the Sumeru that was still being sent from the distant sky. The power finally condensed into the texture of white jade.

At this moment, the white jade door slightly opened a gap, and in an instant, there was a strong wind carrying the smell of showers and the sea drifting into it.

At this time, from a distance, the figures of a group of great monks in the Golden Core Realm, as well as the Taoist disciples in the Dan Fei Realm, who were walking through the air, appeared in front of the Baihua Building Master.

Looking back at them, Baihua Building Master's eyes fell on the open door again. Then, before the cultivators could arrive again, the old woman had already pushed open the white jade door and stepped out with just one step. , his figure had completely disappeared into the hazy mist entangled by the strong wind and rain.

"Yu Luo...just wait for me..."

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Before the long wall of the world.

That huge wave has been cut off more than half of the "peak" by the White Bone Temple. At this time, as the White Bone Temple leads the Pure Land Cave, it carries with it the Taoist method of refining corpses with twelve golden elixirs. When I looked back, I saw that not only the huge waves, but also the deep blue sea water had been dyed into a bright red color.

Along with it, the water mist that has spread all over the sky is filled with the smell of blood.

In this instant, the monster beasts that died along with the disappearance of the "peaks" were countless monster beasts in the realm of Dan Fei.

After all, with the wanton killings of the White Bone Temple Master, the essence of those demon cultivators were all melted into the merits of the elixir realm, becoming a substitute and supplement in the process of transformation and sublimation of magic weapons.

Quantity instead of quality.

This kind of choice and empirical evidence has indeed produced very good results.

At least at this moment, there are already twelve white-bone ghosts that are both virtual and real, opening up in the Pure Land Cave at the same time!

This means that the twelve flags and flags have been on the road to transformation and sublimation towards the magic weapon.

Moreover, the transformation of the treasure, and then in the state of "refining the corpse and the magic weapon into one", condensed the more profound 12 elements into a single one, and then poured it into the Tao Fruit of the White Bone Temple Master.

In an instant, the master of White Bone Temple's already unfathomable cultivation Qi suddenly surged.

And the positive feedback brought about by this transformation finally taught the White Bone Temple Master to gain something from the attack at the golden elixir level.

In an instant, a large swath of dark golden demonic light turned into aura dust and powder, and then dispersed in the heavy wind and rain from the thick mist of water vapor that was almost breathless.

In the thick layer of clouds, there was a great demon in disguise. Amidst the suppression of the Pure Land Cave and the entanglement of the evil spirit of the white bones, the original demon body suddenly appeared.

Its majestic monster body revealed its outline in the thick layer of clouds. Occasionally, in the rolling clouds, one can even see its fleeting dark blue shrimp shell.

Together with the same dark blue shrimp whiskers, it stirred up the layers of wind and clouds, like long whips. The holes shone with demonic light and showed cold light, and they kept whipping towards the White Bone Temple Master in the opposite direction.

But such a majestic reputation never lasted for too long.

Soon, the dark blue shrimp tentacles, which were originally powerful and powerful, gradually turned pale and weak in the process of stirring up the wind and clouds. Finally, at a certain moment, when the shrimp tentacles hit the pure land cave sky again, In the midst of it, in an instant, with a crisp sound, the shrimp tentacles were all broken in mid-air.

The more intuitive changes are displayed on the shrimp shell.

The dark blue shrimp shell also became pale and fragile little by little under the erosion of the evil spirit of the white bones. It no longer was so thick and became as fragile as decayed bone.

There is no need for the White Bone Temple Master to take any action. When the shrimp shell becomes like this, just by using its own surging Qi and blood, it has already begun to open up the fragile bone carapace. crack.

Soon, in the torrential rain of blood, only the White Bone Temple Master was left, controlling the forest-white magic flame with one hand, and then continuously smelting the figure of the fruit demon pill.

It's just that it hasn't waited for the White Bone Temple Master to pour the power of the smelted Tao Fruit into the Pure Land Cave.

When the fierce Qi suddenly bloomed, Kui Lao's figure was already revealed in front of him.

"Shuzi! Die--!"

It wasn't until the words fell that the Master of White Bone Temple raised his head as if he was in hindsight.

It's just that there was no expression of surprise on his face, instead there was a slightly playful smile.

In the next moment, a stream of colorful spiritual light shone through the sky, tearing apart the blood mist and rain curtains all over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of Baihua House stepped on the Evil Qi Tianhe and headed straight towards Mr. Kui.

"I haven't been to the sea for many years. Why did I just show up and see you, this old creature?"

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