Chapter 372 The war is coming

Wang Chan is sharp-minded and comes from the modern cross-border. Although the time is very short, everything he has experienced so far has also made me extremely accurate. In addition, his boxing spirit is gradually harmonious and tough. After coming to the Beidou Tiangong, he has determined the goal, and he already has the intention to step on the top of the world.

Three days ago, Yuan Tu's ancestor killed and injured Tian Wu's family and connected him into the stars, teaching him the magic power of Dafa, and killing into the sea of blood in Yinshan, forcing the two ancestors of the sea of blood to flee in confusion. If it were not at the last moment, there would be great power in the temple of the temple and the Shanyin ghost country to show the great wish of the god change and Yan Mojin. With the supreme magic power, if you fight against each other, Yuan Tu Laozu will not retreat later.

And after Yuan Tu's ancestor came back, he did not hide Wang Chan and told him one by one.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are scorpioners. Heaven and earth are like a furnace, and everything is copper. Do people follow the trend or rise against the trend? All sentient beings are ashes. Only when they break out of the furnace and jump out of this world can they get real freedom. Wang Chan's lips sucked, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles. The nine-sky starlight was swallowed like a whale. He was sucked into his abdomen, and then suddenly sighed, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Whether it is this world or the original world, there are magical power in Buddhism. The most familiar thing is the six divine magic sects of the Buddha's point. With one eye of heaven, you can give birth to wisdom and watch the six reincarnations. The two ears of the sky can hear all kinds of voices in the world, no matter far or near. Three-way divine foot, God's will, and there is no harm in it. With four hearts, he can know what the six sentient beings think in their hearts. Five-way fate, can know the fate of millions of people and what they have done. Six links are leaked, all thoughts are broken, and life and death in the three worlds are not affected.

However, in this world, the magical power of Buddhism is far more than that. The Dizang courtyard has opened up a world of Shamen, with a total of 108 kinds of large and small magic power, and the great wish of the ancestor of Yuantu just said that the god of Dizang is the most profound method among them. If you really want to cultivate this magic power, the mana yuan god will transform the true body of the king of the earth, and people are no different from the Buddha. The power in the overturned temple suddenly exerts the magic power, and naturally has the qualification to challenge the Yuantu ancestor at this time.

However, the Shanyin Ghost Kingdom actually intervened, making things more complicated.

In the three realms, all sentient beings have life and death. Between life and death, the yin and yang rotate, and there is a set of great rules in it. Originally, after a person's death, the soul was separated from the body and belonged to the ghost path, and then relied on the irresistible power in the dark to enter the reincarnation and be born between the six paths. Shanyin Ghost Kingdom is the ancestral court of the world of ghosts, but after the birth of Buddhism, he stretched out his hand randomly. After the death of all the disciples under his Buddhism, they were blessed by the king of Dizang with the power of heaven, which can get rid of the mystery in the rebirth. Even if it is reincarnation, it can retain the wisdom memory of the old world. Therefore, among the Buddhism, the King of Dizang is also known as the "Devil Sect". "Lord" is intended to control the underworld and dominate the six reincarnations.

At this point, it is already a great rebellion for the Shanyin ghost country. Naturally, the two factions have been fighting for years and cannot coexist.

So, the overturning temple has just revealed the real body of the earth. There are also people in the Yin ghost country at the northern foothills of the Yin Mountain, who are also tit-for-tat, condensing out the Dharma of the devil's son of hell, and fighting hard in the air. After the seventh day, the world's eye-catching Yinshan war, adding fuel to the fire!!!! Countless variables have been added.

Three days after that, Yuan Tu's ancestor lurked on the star picking stage every day and retreated the method. Although he did not say much, the heavenly palace was lonely, and the period was approaching, but it also added a lot of tension. Fortunately, Wang Chan knew the general trend. He spoke lightly and couldn't stop it, so he didn't say more. He only practiced every day and night.

There was nothing to do for a few days, and Taiyin turned around. Wang Chan's magic power was practiced by him at night, and he also progressed rapidly. Taiyin poked the divine method not only absorbed the power of Taiyin, but also washed the acupuncture points all over the body, and the body was shaped all over the meridians. It could also nourish the yuan god and melt the yin and fire.

Only these few kung fu are done in accordance with the law, and one practice is worth a year for others.

The life-saving kung fu of Taiyin A Tu Yuanjian is also more pure and slightly successful. It can get rid of his hands and stab like a flying sword. His muscles and bones are gradually transformed. His flesh and blood are no longer condensed like steel as before, but the fur fascia are refined into one, and there is aura inside and outside of the skin, and there are some magic weapons. The general appearance.

The vitality in the Beidou Heavenly Palace has been accumulated for countless years. He was used by Wang Chan to practice the Dharma. He could increase his mana with one breath. It was a pity that he was immersed in cultivation, but in a blink of an eye, a big war on the sea of blood was imminent.

After a few hours, the qi of yang gradually dissipated in the sky, and the qi of Taiyin permeated all directions. Wang Chan ** took his body and sank into the falling star pool. He sat motionless, sat at the bottom of the pool, and began to converge wisps of Taiyin essence into the yin meridian, and then stimulated the mana with his own life, slowly refined and condensed into a wisp of Taiyin. Essence.

At this moment, suddenly the pool water was a minute, and Yuan Tu's voice came down from above. As soon as you pass, you will leave the Heavenly Palace with me. Before noon, you need to rush to the Yinshan Mountain!"

When Wang Chan heard the words, he was shocked, because he knew that seven days had passed and the battle of Yinshan was about to begin, but this time it was no longer a battle between the sea of blood and the Tibetan court.

In what direction will things go on? Before the last moment, the war ended, and even the divine calculation could not be calculated clearly.

Out of the pool and looking at Yuan Tu's back, Wang Chan opened his mouth to say it, but he couldn't say it in the end. He knew that no matter what, after this war, he really entered the world.

The masters in the world gathered all over Yinshan. Although Wang Chan did not understand why Yuan Tu's ancestor had to take him with him, Yuan Tu's ancestor was very resourceful. This move must be full of deep meaning, and it was by no means aimless.

"Now my yuan god is stable, and many hidden diseases in my body have been removed. If I go to Yinshan, I can also open my eyes." Wang Chan turned his mind and saw that Yuan Tu's ancestor didn't say much, and he didn't ask at the moment. The ancestor made a seven-day appointment with people. Every time he said refining, he was obviously preparing for some powerful killer.

Returning to the palace where he lived, he packed up the objects he carried with him, and put the Huangquan Yuanshen of Tianwu's Huangquan and Luohu's little half-turduangui Yuanshen, which were tightened by the magic power of the Yuantu ancestor, in the heart of the precious green lotus, and slowly warmed up the ancestors. These things, without exception, are the shen essence of the world's top masters. Every little bit contains supreme magic power. Wang Chan can't be refined and turned into his own magic power. He can only bring it on his body. Every time he warms up the sacrifice, it will be used for a long time, and it will be infinite.

When everything was ready, and the time was approaching, not long after, I saw a flash of white light on the star picking platform. The starlight was great. Yuan Tu's ancestor stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and there were countless lights wrapped around Wang Chan's whole body. When he came, it turned into a surprise in a blink of an eye. Tianbaihong came out of the Beidou Heavenly Palace.

Come and go like electricity. Yuan Tu's ancestor's body turned into light, and the talent broke through the nine-day wind, so he sent Wang Chan into a prairie at the foot of Yin Mountain with a wisp of starlight, and then flew silently and disappeared.

Wang Chan didn't know what Yuan Tu's ancestor was going to do. When he fell to the ground, he could only tell the direction and go on the road alone. Fortunately, it is already the foothills of Yinshan Mountain here. With his foot power, it is not too difficult to arrive before noon.

At this time, the sky is still dark, the prairie is desolate, the cold wind blows, and you can often see many demons and beasts coming out to hunt. Wang Chan tightened his belt, carried a big gun upside down, stepped on a pair of knee-high boots, and wore a dark robe with soft armor.

Between the shaking sleeves of the robe, you can faintly see the flashing starlight in the black robe, but it is this dress, or Wang Chan forcibly stripped off from a puppet golden armor guard in the Heavenly Palace, a puppet similar to his figure. The whole body is full of the hardware elites in the alien stars to remove impurities and pull them into silk. The line is integrated into the Taiyin Star Light Festival. No matter what flying sword magic weapon hits it, it can't be damaged. It can also hide the breath, especially on the body, soft and close-fitting, very comfortable.

It is a standard French robe in the Beidou Heavenly Palace.

In addition, Wang Chan's body was fierce and he carried a big gun. After wearing this dress, he was not so noticeable.

Yin Mountain is already the very western part of the world. Outside is the sea of nose blood that gathers all the dirty sea between heaven and earth. Fortunately, half of the Yinshan Mountain has been occupied by the overturned temples. In each day, there are high monks chanting scriptures, releasing infinite Buddha light, and driving away the grumpy emitted year after year in the sea of blood. Therefore, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain is this big The grassland is also very rich in vegetation.

Along the way, there are also dense forests and bushes. Occasionally, you can encounter the flowing water flowing down from the yin mountain, which accumulates into a lake. Around the lake, many beasts often appear. At present, in the dark, it was when demons from all over the country went out to hunt blood and food. Wang Chan's eyes were like electricity, and the empty room was white, but he could also see many demons that had not yet transformed. He was shocked by his breath and fled in embarrassment.

"These demons under the gloomy mountains often listen to the monks in the Tibetan courtyard chanting scriptures, but they practice much faster than elsewhere. Even the demonic spirit has a little Buddha's surname. Can these monks really make the stubborn stone nod and turn the ten directions?

Wang Chan walked all the way, recognized the location of Yinshan, and did not fly. He just spread his feet, marched like shrinking to the ground, and he could walk a hundred miles away with his breathing kung fu. In this way, I walked straight forward, slowly crossed the grassland, and turned over one mountain after another. It was not until the sky was slightly bright that I stopped and took a little rest.

In this dark mountain, I don't know how many cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have gathered now. There are often gods sweeping back and forth in the sky. After walking for such a long time, no one has flown overhead. I know that this place is the territory of the overturned temple. If the masters in the world are not the top, they all have to hike on the mountain. Show respect.

The eastern sky suddenly lit up. At the moment of Xu's rise, Wang Chan just opened his mouth and inhaled for a long time. He faced the east in one breath, only sucked endlessly, swallowing a wisp of hair-like purple essence in his mouth.

At the moment when heaven and earth first open and yin and yang meet, all things bear yin and hold yang. This wisp of purple gas is the so-called essence of the moon in Taoist qi refining, which is the essence of Taiyin and the sun**. It is not yin and not yang, and it is the greatest tonic for those who practice.

It's a pity that it's not as good as the heavenly palace. Every time it rises and falls a few times, there are several rounds of the moon. After Wang Chan swallowed this wisp of purple gas to the east, he felt a little unfinished.

If you don't come out with the ancestor of Yuan Tu this time, as long as you continue to practice in the palace that day, it will be worth a year here. Presumably, after three years and five years, you can also turn the primordial spirit nine times and achieve great mana.

While thinking about it secretly in my heart, suddenly the sky was dark, and a sharp cold wind suddenly rolled up on the flat ground, and the branches and leaves in all directions shook down and chowled.

Then, two more birdsongs came from the woods, like eagles and crows. The noise was abnormal. In the still dark woods, it stirred back and forth, which really disturbed people's cleanliness and the scenery.

Wang Chan narrowed his eyebrows and looked away when he heard the sound.

"It sounds a little familiar...!" Wang Chan's eyes flashed, pierced through the darkness and shot in all sides.

In the cold wind, there was also a faint demonic atmosphere. As soon as the cry passed, there was silence, as if nothing had happened. Wang Chan frowned, but he only saw hundreds of feet outside him, followed by a faint skylight. In the depths of the dense woods, there was a golden-eyed and iron-headed hawk passing through the forest and hovering in the low sky.

These hawks, whose feathers are dark, their eyes are red in the dark, and the demonic spirit emerges in the feathers, as if a clump of flames are burning in the air. Wang Chan looks around. For this moment, it seems that the previous bird song has called many companions. For a moment, the sound of flapping its wings, clams, and it turned out to be a breath. Twenty or thirty heads flew out of the forest.

It's just that these hawks do not fly high. They only circle slowly in the low sky in the forest. A pair of eagles are fierce and bright, as if they are looking for something.

"So it's these threalis!" Wang Chan suddenly remembered that the origin of these hulls was the iron feather demon king and the husky hulls under him on the way. I just don't know why these chuckles penetrated into the forest!

At the beginning, in the eagle's sorrow, these harps also helped Wang Chan block the pursuit of the Marquis of Yongding. Although he did not have the intention, Wang Chan saw it at this time, but he did not want to make branches outside. He just stood in the distance and watched the change. It's just that these harriers are all monsters, born with different species. A pair of eagles can break through the clouds even at a height of several kilometers and find traces of escaped and hidden prey on the dark ground.

What's more, at this time, the two sides are only one or two hundred feet apart, and two of the twenty or thirty harp eagles are flying left and right. They leaning forward. As soon as they look up, they look at each other with Wang Chan--

(to be continued)