Chapter 58 Bone Sea Wonderland, Mysterious Monk

This brilliant Zhou Tianxing River also flows with Fang Daoming. Wherever he goes, his white bones turn into stars, and he can't hurt them for a while.

Fang Daoming said, "My mana is finally limited. When can you call for reinforcements?"

Sharina hummed, "There are no reinforcements. I'm just guessing. Who told you, a little thief, to be uneasy and kind, followed me and fell into such a disaster."

Fang Daoming sighed, "Originally, with the ability of you and me, I was not afraid of him, but the underworld drum is the best fairy weapon, and its divine power is unrivaled, and it is by no means against you and me."

"That's still because the Nether Prince's cultivation is limited and he can't urge all the power of the Nether Drum. If it were in the hands of the Nether Palace, you and I would have become pink."

Fang Daoming tightened his heart and asked, "Do you know what the realm of the Nether Palace is?"

"Two hundred years ago, my master Xuehe Shengjun fought with him once. According to my master's guess, now it should be the realm of immortals, not far from the immortals and Yuans, and he also has three sons of the Netherworld, all of whom are the characters who have survived the nine sky god thunder. Even if they come, you and I will be doomed."

While the two were marching, they suddenly felt that the top of their heads were dark. They looked up, but there was a big drum covering the sky. Under the face of the drum, there seemed to be hundreds of ghosts at night, thousands of demons dancing, evil spirits, and grinning. Fang Daoming couldn't help but be shocked. The best fairy weapon was by no means his own enemy. At present, a large array rose and shouted, "Go quickly! Hurry up! If it's too late, it will be a rest!"

The two of them were walking in the wind and drove away quickly in the clouds, but when they heard a loud noise, the rocks behind them collapsed and the road collapsed. The Zhou Tianxing River array was smashed into nothingness. This week, the Xinghe array, passed down from the congenital pure sun to the treasure Ziwei sky compass, is one of the first nine-nine large arrays. It was originally better than the ghost drum, but Fang Daoming's cultivation was not enough, and there was no pressure of the immortal weapon, and finally he was defeated by the best fairy weapon.

Fang Daoming was angry, but he could only endure it. If he was alone, he would have used many tricks for a while, but now because of Sharina's presence, he wanted to explore her ability, so he could only bear it and walk away with all his strength.

Once the Zhou Tianxing River array was broken, those white-boned beasts suddenly surrounded them. Shalina sacrificed the chain of the bleeding river and turned into a soft finger. With a gentle roll, she protected her body for several feet, but excluded Fang Daoming. Fang Dao scolded his mother-in-law, turned out of a big hand covering the sky, met the underworld drum hit again, drove away quickly in the clouds, and ignored it. He had asked Ying Wangchen for advice on the Taoism of mana practice, qi transformation, and understood the Hongmeng immortal secret, the law of heaven and earth, which was used to be used at hand.

But as soon as the big hand touched the drum, it broke and dissipated. It just took a little time to let him escape.

Fang Daoming said, "If you can resist the broken drum, I can fight him."

Sarina sneered: "Why don't you fight against the drum? I'll fight him."

The underworld prince suddenly sneered: "It's futile for both of you to resist. Miss Sha, if you follow me, I will spare your life, but as for this boy, I will kill him.

Sharina couldn't help but be ashamed and angry: "You don't have a dream, and you won't be afraid that my master will come to you and find you!"

"Haha! I have married you, and Yucheng is a good thing. It's too late for him to love me. How can he find me to be unlucky? Maybe he will become a good story of my Demon Sect.

It turns out that although the prince of Netherworld is quite talented, he is extremely lustful. Even though his father Nether Palace has been trained several times, he is also allowed to use the Netherworld Drum with him because of his favor. He has raised such a eager temperament and coveted Sharina's beauty for a long time. Today, he bumped into him. She is single and wants to force her to have sex, so there is such a scene.

Shalina saw Fang Daoming's strange smile, which was even more embarrassing. She was about to attack. Suddenly, Fang Daoming called out, "It's saved, it's saved. Look at the front!"

Salina looked at it, but saw a valley in front of it. The valley was full of mountain flowers, pines and cypresses were evergreen, elk patrolling, spiritual apes offering fruits, cranes shaking their wings, and hundreds of birds singing branches. It was a pure holy place of a fairy family. There was no white bone beast monster.

Fang Sha's feet increased their feet, and it was also strange for the underworld prince behind him to see this. Could it be that there was a master who practiced here? At present, he was about to sacrifice the underworld drum and stopped them. Unexpectedly, their feet were very fast and rushed into the valley.

As soon as Fang Sha entered the valley, they felt refreshed. The previous feeling of haze was swept away. Looking back, they saw countless white bone troops outside the valley grinning and roaring angrily, but they did not dare to take half a step over the thunder pool. Fang Sha and the two knew that there were high-level people practicing here, so the white bone army did not dare to make a decision. Looking far away, they saw a tall cave on the cliff at the bottom of the valley, which was dim and could not see anything. The prince outside the valley was furious. The long-awaited beauty flew like this. How could she give up Gan Xiu? At that moment, with a strange cry, he came down from the sky and rushed into the valley.

While Fang Sha and the two were shocked, a dark shadow suddenly flew out of the cave and met the giant drum. Fang Daoming's eyes were bright and he saw that it was a wooden fish. The wooden fish became huge and bumped into the Nether Drum in an instant, with a muffled sound. The wooden fish was undamaged and flew into the hole again, while the Nether drum rose to the sky and flew out of the valley, showing the real body of the Nether Prince.

Fang Daoming has been aggrieved for a long time, how could he let go of this great opportunity? With a violent shout, he blew up thousands of lights all over his body, instantly covered the whole valley, and rolled it to the prince of the underworld.

Under the hurry, the Prince of the Underworld could not guard against it. With a scream, he had been wounded by the sword and disappeared out of the valley. There was no sound, leaving only countless white bone troops to defend the valley.

When Fang Sha saw that the underworld prince retreated, they were all at ease, but the white bone army regarded him as pink, so they saluted the cave at the same time and thanked him for their rescue.

A low sigh came from the cave: "The small one has gone, the big one has come, the disaster, the disaster number."

Fang Sha and the two were shocked. Shalina said, "What the predecessor said is that the prince of the underworld is the beloved son of the king of the underworld and has always been spoiled. This time, he will definitely provoke his father."

Fang Daoming saw that her eyes were uncertain, and he knew her intention, so he laughed in a low voice and said, "If you want to run now, you are looking for your own death."

"Why?" Although Sharina hates him, she can only endure it for the time being in the face of crisis.

"The king of the underworld is in the realm of immortals. Even if you run away now, you will be caught up in a moment. Isn't it a dead end? The prince of the underworld left a white bone army to delay us and can't get rid of it."

"It's better than staying here and waiting to die."

Fang Daoming smiled and pointed to the cave at the bottom of the valley: "We can't do it, but someone can."

"You mean him, the Lord of the Underworld is the realm of immortals!"

Fang Daoming said, "Yes or no, you will know if you have tried."

Sharina's mind turned around and knew that Fang Dao was reasonable, but if the master in the hole couldn't resist it, she would still die and couldn't help but hesitate.

Fang Daoming sneered: "People who practice Taoism are stable and as firm as a rock. It is really difficult to achieve great progress and retreat like you."

Sharina was suddenly shocked, but she was not convinced: "Well said, if you have the ability, go and resist the King of the Underworld."

Fang Daoming smiled, ignored her, and went straight to the cave at the bottom of the valley.

"The boy visited the master," Fang Daoming sang a promise: "The other party is the king of the five sects of the Demon Sect. It's really not us who can be hostile. I beg the master to be compassionate and save us."

"Amitabha, everything has cause and effect, and everything is an opportunity. Come in."

The two went into the cave and looked through the dim light. The cave is not spacious and has almost no furnishings, but there is a stone case in the center. There are three blood-colored crystals the size of goose eggs on the case, which burst out a trace of blood. There is a stone bed against the wall of the cave, and a gray-robed monk sits on the stone bed. The monk's right-handed wooden fish, left-hand rosary beads, wide forehead and big hands, ears and shoulders, open heaven, his face is shiny, and his treasure is solemn. He looks like a monk.

Fang Daoming had previously guessed that there was a senior monk in the cave, and he was not as surprised as Salina, so he saluted again: "Master, thank you very much."

The monk gave a Buddha's name: "The cold hole is simple, and the two benefactors are free."

Fang Daoming didn't care. He sat next to the table. Shalina was natural and beautiful. She frowned and still stood, but their eyes fell on the bloody crystals on the case.

Although the monk closed his eyes and participated in meditation, he was clear about everything in the cave and ignored it. This temporary silence was broken by the dull and frightened drums outside the cave.

"Who hurt the child? Why don't you show up?" The gloomy voice is erratic, like gathering and scattered, like a man and a woman, like coming from above the nine heavens, like coming from under the nine secluded.

Fang Daoming was suddenly shocked, and his mind could not catch any trace of the other party, knowing that the cultivation of the king of the Nether Palace was a hundred times better than himself. Shalina looked stagnant and muttered, "Your Majesty, this is terrible."

The Zen monk gave a Buddha's name and ordered the two to hide in the cave, so he went out of the cave. Shalina glanced at Fang Daoming, and then looked at the bloody crystals on the case, as if she was thinking about it.

Outside the valley, the three-way drum suddenly sounded, and the mutation suddenly appeared. The endless white bone army all over the mountains suddenly gathered wildly outside the valley, covering the sky and the sun, gradually forming a huge white bone tornado vortex. The bigger the gathering, the faster it became, the faster it became, and there was a tendency to devour everything. In this whirlpool of the white bone tornado, countless white bones slowly piled up and became a white bone beast, up to a thousand feet high, with two horns on its head, grinning fangs, wings on the back, and strong limbs. Another three drums. The fierce beast seemed to suddenly have life. It roared in the sky, and its empty eyes suddenly ignited two cold flames and glared at the valley, which was gloomy and horrible. Hundreds of spiritual beasts in the valley suddenly fled around and dispersed as birds and beasts.

Fang Sha and the two approached the mouth of the cave. When they saw it from afar, they couldn't help but look pale. I don't know how much this art of control is better than the Prince Netherworld just now.

Sharina muttered, "Is this white-bone beast one of the legendary ancient fierce beasts? I don't know if the monk can resist it."

Fang Daoming frowned and was about to speak when he saw the monk meditating on the valley open space, still closing his eyes and tapping the wooden fish, as if the giant beast outside the valley had nothing to do with him.

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