Chapter 591 The yellow finch is useless

The cloth thought about it and felt that it was true.

Behind the flame real people are the high-ranking people in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, with as many as seven people. It can be said that in the field, it is the largest team. However, the flame real person is not lucky that they have the most strength, but has some hidden worries. This relic, every time it is transmitted, will scatter people, unless it has a real hole in the sky. The magic weapon of series, otherwise too many people is a burden. Thinking of this, he frowned slightly and said lightly, "This relic is very strange. According to the current view, it should be said that what he tests is personal strength, wisdom and understanding, and the number of people should not play any role in it."

"Nedless to mention, after entering, you will be safe." The ancestral temple looked cold and said gidly that although his strength may not be better than that of God Mountain or flame real people, he is the most powerful, and naturally he is not afraid of the challenge of strength.

The other people looked at the ancestral temple and their faces were not good. Shushan swordsmen like to be alone, and their personal combat effectiveness is unparalleled in the world. This is something that everyone knows. Naturally, they are not afraid of the test of strength. The stronger the opponent is, the more they can stimulate their fighting spirit. This kind of scene is naturally difficult for them.

Xing Dazun looked at the ancestral temple and sneered, "This is a relic, and it is an ancient relic. There must be prehistoric relics in it. Just think about the ancient mythical beasts at the entrance, you will know what will be in it. Don't be too naive."

Hearing this, everyone naturally remembered the ancient aliens they saw when they first came in. They didn't look good. The gatekeepers were almost the type of mythical beasts, and there would be something in them.

Xing Dazun's words brought everyone's emotions to a low point.

"It seems that there is no need to go in." The demon suzerain's face is a little ugly. "If it is really an ancient alien, at least has the strength to incarnate the peak realm. Ordinary people enter, it is to seek death, or have a very strong magic weapon, or have a very high understanding of the law. There are two people under my door except me, and the rest of them should quit."

Hearing the demon suzerain say this, everyone was a little moved and arranged it in private.

"This relic is located on the fragments of the fairyland and has countless rare materials. If you stay here and pick up some rare materials, it is not a bad thing. The Heavenly Demon Sect is wise to do this." Buyi thought that although most of the ancient foreign beasts were terrible, it was difficult to knock down the cloth clothes, not to mention that he had a top attack weapon such as the void fortress. Even the ancient bronze man had at least the cultivation in the later stage of the Huashen.

There is almost no substantive content of this party. Buyi only said two sentences, and the whole party was over. Everyone left separately. It was time to prepare and quit.

However, Bu Yi felt that the atmosphere between the people on the dark river had changed slightly, and it was not as harmonious as just now, but full of tension, especially the two of Xing Dazun and the ancestral temple, who seemed to be enemies at each other and did not know what had happened between them.

In addition to these two, there is no water and fire between the two paths and the evil way. The group of ancestors Li Guang, who are the only ancestor, are far away, but they are not good-looking, and obviously have realized the difficulties in this relic.

"Damn, I finally came to the ruins and couldn't even enter the door. How can this work?" The exclusive ancestor sat down, and an evil master roared. Just now, they also discussed the situation of this relic, but most of these monks are outlaws. They have arrived here, and they don't want to go back. How can it be possible?

At the peak of the divine period, more than 20 monks were ready to fight to the death, and only a few people were a little hesitant.

The blood demon ancestor has been at the peak of incarnation for decades. Because there are too many evils, he dares not survive the disaster. If he can break through the black fog, as long as he can get any ancient spiritual treasure, his chances of crossing the disaster will be greatly increased. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up.

He glanced at Li Guang and said with a sneer, "This relic is very dangerous. Now that it has been discussed, there is no need to say anything. After entering, let's rest your destiny!"

Li Guang, the exclusive ancestor, nodded. His face was also extremely gloomy. The owner of this relic is really a bastard. If it goes on like this, their numerical advantage will be greatly lost. If they pass the black fog, I'm afraid they will fight head-on with the two people in the next level. Thinking of this, he was extremely entangled.

What he didn't expect was that it was really disgraceful that those bastards of the devil came here and stood with those sanctimonous guys.

"Let's not talk about it. Let's get ready. After entering, be careful." Li Guang said coldly, and then released his mana to protect Zhou's body tightly and prepare to go in.

At this time, the right side began to move. The first one to move was actually cloth. When he moved and did not make any movement, he stepped straight into the void and disappeared. There was no trace, and even the divine consciousness could not be locked.

Seeing this, the face of the original ancestor changed. He also saw what happened there just now. He was quite afraid of the means of cloth, especially the empty fortress, which was even more frightening.

"Hmm, Shoushan Taoist Temple? It's not that I haven't killed it. Let's wait and see."

At the same time, a group of masters of Shoushan Taoist Temple also stared at the respected ancestor, and Tianruo Taoist priest's face was fierce, making a gesture to wipe his neck, and his sword spirit rushed to the sky.

"Damn, damn bastard, I must let you die without a burial place. Let's see it in the real ruins."

Shoushan Taoist Temple has almost never participated in the struggle in the monastic world, but in the matter of the exclusive palace, it is surprisingly consistent with the righteous monks, and the reason is incomprehensible.

Let's talk about the cloth clothes, stepped into the black fog, and the expected changes came. In front of us, a world of birds and flowers appeared. There was no black, no rivers, and hundreds of miles in front of them were all kinds of towering trees. Each of these big trees was thick and unnecessary, and their bodies exuded a faint body. Reiki is obviously one of every kind of spiritual tree.

Seeing this, the cloth clothes took a breath of cold air. The spiritual tree is very rare in today's monastic world. It can only be seen in those places where people are rare. They absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and can transform into demons for tens of thousands of years. It is very difficult, but they didn't expect that they can actually meet a Group, this is incredible.

However, he immediately frowned. It is not certain whether the world in front of him is real or a fantasy. It may not be so early to conclude that if it is really a fantasy, no matter how many spiritual trees there are, it is also dust.

Thinking of this, he took a breath, then closed his eyes and slowly opened them. At this moment, the purple light in his eyes was bright, and the world in front of him appeared clearly in front of him in black and white. A moment later, his expression moved and his face showed a little disappointment. "It's really a fantasy."

When he took back the Leidao purple pupil, the world in front of him really changed greatly. The forest-like scene disappeared, and there was a black fog that appeared in front of his home. The black fog was full of extremely strong gloomy air, all kinds of evil spirits, magic and yin qi filled it, and horror. Incomparable, the protective mana around the body was ruthlessly eroded by these black fogs, making a buzzing sound, and the speed was very fast. In a moment, it eroded a whole inch.

On one side of the cloth's face, the sweat stains on his face immediately flowed out. He couldn't imagine that if he had stayed in the fantasy for a while, he would have met him a ruthless death. This was simply a fierce place.

He hurriedly changed his skills and turned them into magic skills. Unfortunately, they were useless. I don't know how these black fogs were formed. No matter how he changed his skills, he would be ruthlessly eroded.

After changing more than 30 skills in a row, the cloth finally accepted the fate, and the divine consciousness moved. A thin layer of space film appeared on the surface of the body, blocking all the magic gas. There is this layer of space film, which is not harmful for the time being. This is the space magic power he has only recently realized, called Dimension. Although this layer of space film is very thin, as long as the cloth is willing to change into infinite space, any attack on him must first pass through this layer of space film, which is powerful. This magic cloth is also modified according to the characteristics of the ring space.

The mustard space is too small and the area covered is too narrow. Although it can also absorb the mana attacked by others, it can't do everything. That's why I came up with such a way to get a dimension.

In the magical power of space, the dimension represents infinite space. Each space is a dimension, a universe, and this universe is a very huge dimension.

The place he is now may be a large-dimensional world cultivated by monks themselves, like those cave magic weapons, relying on a small space formed by a certain big world. However, nowadays, the concept of dimension has long disappeared, and it represents the concept of space.

In the mongo world, the most powerful magical power is owned by Buddhism, which is known as the mustard power of one thought and one world. As long as he is willing, he can give birth to an infinite world and make people lost in the world. Unless there is a holy power, ignoring everything and looking directly at the source, he will be trapped in this divine power. Moreover, round The mustard space full of realm can directly create the most perfect world, and the most important ability is to create real life.

Of course, Taoists also have this magic power, but they have not reached the limit.

On the dark river, when everyone left, a yellow light suddenly unfolded on the dark river, covering dozens of miles of sky, revealing many Buddhist disciples. They took a look at the black fog, and their faces were also full of helplessness.

The leader is an old man with white hair, dressed in red robes, with a compassionate face, and a soft light all over his body. He glanced at the black fog, thought of the behavior of the Taoist monks, sighed and said lightly.

"Amitabha, it seems that the thing is really like this. The black fog is the Asura fantasy. There are infinite dangers in it, and there are infinite ghosts. Those who can't cultivate can never pass. Well, stay in the realm of the golden body, act by yourself, and follow the old man above the realm of the golden body."

"I will obey the abbot."