Chapter 425 Under the Mountain

He fell from the bank of the Chishui River and asked Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing to wait in the town outside the mountain. Wang Chan walked to the Laoshan Mountain by himself. All the way, he saw that the scenery in the mountain was majestic and magnificent. Compared with the exquisiteness of Cuiping Mountain, it had a special taste. Among them, there are also several springs, flowing between the cirre and the strange rocks, flying straight down, forming many waterfalls, large and small.

In the mountains, people only feel that the water is pervasive outside. The more they go in, the more wet they are. According to the previous confession of the owner of the sages, Wang Chan medittered three or four hundred miles along an inconspicuous path under the mountain stone. Finally, he came to the outside of a huge valley. Looking around, he saw that the mountains were surrounded and the terrain was dangerous. The high mountain was like a knife and an axe. Then he looked in and passed through the two cliffs. It's like a crack in the sky, and the bottom of the valley is a different look.

Not only is the sun shining brightly and the grass is green, but there is actually a hot spring lake covering an area of 100 mu in the middle. The white fog is steaming, the waves are flowing, the lakeside is full of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers is attacking people. It is really a good place to rest and recuperate.

Walking and stopping, even Wang Chan was surprised. The Jiumo family was divided into two and deceived the world. As expected, they were well prepared to find such a blessed place in this mountain. When I arrived at the middle of the valley, by the hot spring lake, I had to move forward. Suddenly, I felt that the foreground suddenly changed. In the lake, the white fog was flying, rolling all over the sky, and the mountain fog steamed up in an instant, completely shielding the bottom of the valley hundreds of miles, as if there was a mysterious force in the lake controlling the valley. Cut the change.

A series of exquisite changes like horse lanterns in front of him. It was foggy and white, and there was a faint sound in the fog. It seemed that something was walking around him quickly. Wang Chan sneered and raised his hand. Immediately, five golden lights converged into a golden flame in his palm, rising slowly.

Then, the heat flow soared, and a small three-legged golden black appeared in the flames. With a sound, the fire burst open, and the golden lines of fire shot randomly on all sides, as if it was rising in the east. A sun hung high in the valley and shone in all directions. The fog all over the sky was burned by the firelight and immediately disappeared. Traces. Only the water on the lake is rolled up.

But after a while, the water gas turned into water light and suddenly rushed to the sky, and suddenly turned into a large white light connecting the earth. In the white light, pavilions and pavilions, Qionghuayu trees, and layers of palaces all the way to the end of the sky. Among them, you can faintly see many fairy goddesses riding the clouds and fog, coming and coming and going freely.

"Mirage!!"

Wang Chan first broke through the fog in the valley with the real fire of the sun condensed by his sma, but in this valley is the old nest that the Jiumo family has been devoted to operation for generations. The internal defense is strict. Not only is it densely Bushi Gate escape armor, many magic arrays, but also many powerful organs are hidden, so that he has just broken the white fog. It stirs up the fantasy again.

It is said that there was a mirage of strange beasts in ancient times, which could exhale as a building, and was good at suspecting Yunhai City. Anyone who was fascinated by it went deep into it and was swallowed up. At this time, Wang Chan looked back and saw that the way back was also a bright light. The scenery of mountains and rivers, the city and platforms were boundless, and he was unconsciously wrapped in this fantasy.

When I gently moved a step under my feet, I saw that the scenery changed in an instant. Thousands of buildings turned into a hundred miles of battalion, with knives and guns, and the cold light flashed. Countless arrows flew into the air like locusts and shot at Wang Chan.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chan seemed not to see it. He ignored it and only waved his robe. A bone-white light immediately rose from the left and right in front of him. The starlight flashed on it. The arrows only approached in front of him, and all of them froze into ice and shattered into dregs.

After refining into the Taiyin Dharma body and restoring the damaged shen as before, after a hundred days of time, Wang Chan's control of the true qi of Taiyin in his body has become pure. These arrows seem to be dense and endless. In fact, more than half of them are illusion evolution, virtual and real, covering people's eyes and ears, and there are no small dark arrows. The magic power is attached to it, and there is no harm to him.

"Carving worm's little skill, don't you break it?" The feet kept moving forward, and the fantasy changed one after another. I didn't know how many mechanism arrays were touched in an instant. From the first flying arrows, traps, to the later dark fire, thunder, and the means were simply endless. Wang Chan was tired of looking at it and didn't want to bother. He just took the Huangquan gun in his hand and hit the ground under his feet.

His big gun is no more than two feet long, but after this meal, it immediately seemed to be a dragon turning over, a wave-like trembling on the ground of the whole valley, like a mountain and rivers moving, a split mountain collapse in an instant, and a hurricane rolled up in the flat ground. The original fantasy in the valley was heavy, turning into all kinds of scenery, charming eyeballs. After this, But it was like a remnant cloud blown away by the strong wind, which disappeared in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

The Liquan big gun, the predecessor of the Huangquan gun, is a treasure of King Yue and a god of soldiers. Its material is not gold or iron, but it is made of the legendary "six dragons and trees". Usually, it is only a few dozen catties in its hand, but now it has been refined into the nine yellow springs of the Tianwu family, which is combined with the Huangquan real water recorded by the Yan demon Taoist people, and immediately produced. There are many incredible and magical changes.

Now it has fallen into Wang Chan's hands. After a gentle meal, there are nine Yellow River-like rolling forces. It connects to the Yellow Spring in the dark. As soon as it hits down, it immediately turns the earth, like an earthquake, causing the mountain under your feet to vibrate, the veins shift, and the prohibitions in the valley immediately lose its effect, revealing its original appearance.

At this point, the shape of the valley has changed greatly. At the end of the valley, a huge waterfall suddenly appeared, flying straight down, the sound of the water is like thunder, the deep pool connects the lake, the waves are splashing, and the broken jade is piled up. And just after the waterfall, Wang Chan saw a dark crack at a glance, which was bottomless.

"Who is coming? Why did you break the French array in our clan for no reason?

With a clam, the water waves roared, but more than a dozen big men suddenly came out from behind the waterfall. Everyone was dressed in leather clothes and covered with their heads together, only revealing their eyes. One by one, their footsteps were calm, describing them as tough. He was the first person. He was tall and full of breath, and his whole body was wrapped in a piece of water, separating the waterfall. , stepping on the water, standing leisurely, foresight is also a person who cultivates magical power.

With this shout, around the valley, under the warm hot spring lake, more than a hundred men with bows and arrows appeared silently on the top of the cliff, all of whom bent their bows and arrows and aimed at Wang Chan. Then on both sides of the waterfall, the rocks moved and clicked, and six large holes were actually cracked, from which six crossbows slid out.

Wang Chan looked at it and saw that the crossbow car seemed to be a little different from the ordinary one. Not only was the whole body made of fine steel, but also the bow strings were shining. The body and the arrows were densely engraved with strange cinnabar charms, and there was a faint smell of sulfur gunpowder in the distance. At the end of the nose, it is actually supported by a charm, which can hurt the practitioner.

"This is the nest of the Jiumo family. Is there no doubt about it?" Seeing these six crossbow cars, Wang Chan first remembered the "Tianji crossbows" that could kill ordinary monks from a long distance, which were refined by the soldiers in the Central Dynasty through the soldiers. Then he recalled that when the masters of the dove demons entangled the clan surrounded him, he used those "thunder rockets" to use, which were like the crossbows on these crossbows. It's the other.

"Go and tell your master that the Jiumo family in Wangcheng is dead! If you don't want to completely destroy the door, come out and see me obediently. Don't make a noise in front of me, so as not to lose your life in vain!"

"What did you say?" Hearing this, all the big men in the valley changed their faces. There was the violent man who came forward and was about to take action, but he was shouted by the leader. This man has cultivated his magical power, and his knowledge is far from comparable to that of his companions. At a glance, he only felt an involuntary chill in his heart when he saw Wang Chan. A big gun held in his hand was even more fierce and fierce. Even the magic array laid by many high-level people in the valley was easily broken. In addition, his mouth was not rude, it was obvious that he came. Not good.

It's by no means what your peripheral disciples can deal with. It's better to let the elders of the clan come forward.

As soon as the big man ordered, someone hurried into the waterfall. After waiting for a while, he came back and shouted, "The comer is Wang Zen. Our master is in the underground palace under the mountain. Let's see if you have the courage to go down to see him?"

Wang Chan laughed and stretched out his hand. The curtain in front of him immediately separated from left and right, and stepped in with one foot.

"Your Excellency, please, after passing this water curtain hole and turning down the steps, our master will be waiting for you there!" These big men are all the children of the elite clan of the Jiumo family. Although they don't know whether what Wang Chan said is true or not, they also understand that such people are not likely to provoke by themselves. Although they are angry in their hearts, they can only show the way in front of them and dare not say more.

Especially the head man, when he saw that Wang Chan was strange and powerful, he broke all the magic array organs in the valley between his hands, the mirage, and said coldly and killed people without blinking an eye. In addition, he also realized that Wang Zen's intention must be going to set off a bloody storm. The reason why it is still hidden is that I'm afraid that he wants to It falls on the owner of his own family, otherwise he will not talk more nonsense with himself.

I walked beside Wang Chan, as if I was in the depths of Jiuyou hell. Unconsciously, my pores were soaked with cold sweat and underwear.

This big man only felt more and more fear in his heart. He grabbed the end in three or two steps and hurriedly pointed the way. "The front steps are under the dark river, and our responsibilities can only send you here!"

Wang Chan walked up and heard the big man talking. He nodded slightly. Suddenly, he smiled glam. When the big man heard this, he immediately staggered back and panicked.

It's just that Wang Chan is going to attack his own few people. His life is not guaranteed. Unexpectedly, Wang Chan just stepped forward. I don't know how deep the underground dark river is under his feet, and he suddenly separated both sides in the middle, revealing the wet and slippery stairs surrounding the ground.

(to be continued)