Yu Sha

In the world of Sumeru in the far west of the West, all the matters in the trial field have not yet been concluded.

Suddenly, there was another storm outside the outer sea. Almost immediately, all the cultivators in the Taoist Temple on the Boat Fang felt that it was difficult to balance the left and right, and that they were at a loss of whether to advance or retreat.

But in the midst of this flash of lightning, when Elder Zongsheng said a word, all the cultivators felt relieved in an instant.

They naturally understand that the consciousness of this demonic beast tide is different, but with such a real roaring momentum, no matter from here, they can still see the clear and real golden-red blood halo dispersed in the sky. , it is still the seventy-two Dao City City Lords who have completely interpenetrated the energy and foundation of Zhenhai Dao City and completely condensed it into the hanging wall.

All of these are fragments of words that they had only seen in ancient books in the past.

Ninety-nine percent of people have never participated in a real blood disaster like the last time!

But Mr. Zong was the one who experienced it in the past.

He is one of the most decrepit people here, and one of the most outstanding Taoists among the Jindan monks. He is also the leader of the lineage of casual cultivators and earth masters who transcend the two realms of Xuanyuan.

At this moment, his words are the most convincing!

But perhaps it was beyond the expectations of many monks. At this most critical moment, when the elder Zong spoke, the person he invited to arrive at Zhenhai Daocheng first was the Master of White Bone Temple.

A White Bone Temple Master who is recognized as having the lowest level of cultivation among all the great monks.

Even when many demon clan and Xuanmen monks mentioned the White Bone Monarch, they vaguely regarded the Golden Core realm of the White Bone Monarch as some sort of joke.

But at this moment, in such an urgent situation, Elder Zong named the name of the Lord of the White Bone Temple.

In the midst of this flash of lightning, the Master of White Bone Temple also slowly stood up. As if he was unaware of his own weakness, he did not forget to nod gently when he turned around.

"It's easy to say, this is a matter of duty. Pindao can try to stop him for a while, everyone, please hurry up."

When he finished speaking, he immediately saw the figure of the White Bone Temple Master flying away like a sharp arrow under the cover of layers of clouds.

And just when someone felt that it was not appropriate, and was about to say something to admonish the elders, or take the initiative to recommend themselves, just as the signs of expressions and movements appeared, they were all criticized in different ways by the people around them. dissuade.

But it was in this silent exchange that the cultivators who had wanted to dissuade them earlier realized what they were doing.

Even though Mr. Zong has already passed the end of his lifespan, in fact, if such a person still has a breath of life, he will not become faint. And as long as he does not become faint, the planning at such critical moments will have deep meaning.

If we think about it further, no matter how weak and withered the Great Sect of the Holy Lands is like the Five Elements Sect, it can still manifest multiple orders of magnitude of great monks in the Golden Core Realm at the same time.

But upon closer inspection, it turns out that among the two realms of Xuanyuan, only the White Bone Temple Master has single-handedly supported a great holy land religion!

Mother Danxia is far more powerful than the White Bone Temple, and now Tingchang Mountain can only be called a dojo.

Is this something that the most humble among the golden elixir monks can do?

The Master of White Bone Temple used a joke to cover up all his roots.

It wasn't until this moment that part of the White Bone Monarch's true heritage was truly revealed to the world?

It is with this kind of mood that for a while, more and more golden elixir monks unanimously looked towards the direction of the sky again at this moment.

Only for a very brief moment.

Outside the sea, in front of the hanging wall formed by the continuous interweaving of the energy and foundation of the Seventy-Two Zhenhaidao City, in the distance, the huge waves that are truly connected to the sky and the earth, like majestic mountains, are enveloping mud and blood. Along the way, fragments of mountains, rocks, vegetation, and monsters were wrapped around the bodies of the monsters from the outer sea. Carrying the unrivaled power of Heaven, they headed toward the Great Wall!

boom--!

The huge waves had just appeared in the field of vision, and the loud roar like thunder and the tremors in the loud noise were all transmitted to the cultivators in Zhenhai Dao City. in the induction.

The roaring sound of thunder was naturally the result of huge waves coming all the way, enveloping everything and even making the sound intensify.

And the violent tremors that shook the earth and the sky were caused by the huge waves rolling all the way. Before they really wanted to shake the Zhenhai Daocheng, they had already crushed the deep sea veins all the way.

It was actually a rumbling roar of all kinds of earthly dragons that could not be imagined by the cultivators.

Such a momentum, if it happened on land, would be enough to cause a truly unimaginable and tragic scene, but this is in the outer sea. What the cultivators can feel is just the shaking and trembling, and even this kind of rolling earth dragon The rumbling vibrations further made the huge waves become more and more rapid.

Almost at the same time, in the phantom of the Hanging Wall, one after another of gilded divine flowers crisscrossed through it. More than one city lord of Zhenhai Dao City was pulling the Hanging Wall to reveal its light, He was looking at the huge wave with a very worried look.

The huge wave itself is not worthy of anything, especially not worthy of the attention of the golden elixir monks.

What really worried them was the dark golden demonic light that appeared in the deep and muddy water.

In the eyes of the great monks in the Golden Core Realm, the demonic light itself is almost as bright as daylight.

The hanging wall obscured the figure of the city lords of the various cities, and the huge wave that penetrated the energy of the nine-fold altar also obscured the figures of the great demons in transformation.

The great monks could only see the dark golden demon light that was also undulating like a mountain range, but they could not see from it how many transformed demon figures were hiding in it.

This is the critical moment when the hanging wall is revealed, and the city lords of the seventy-two cities are unable to take out their hands. The Zhenhai Daocheng may be able to withstand the huge waves easily, but it may not be able to resist it. The all-out attack by the transformed demon.

What's more, even if Daocheng can withstand it, the violent vibrations and the penetrating ability of the supreme killing technique of the transformed demon are enough to destroy all the creatures in Daocheng!

Even if it's just the aftermath of the attack by the great demon in the form of the golden elixir realm, how can it be resisted by ordinary monks?

In this vast outer sea, there are seventy-two cities. In the endless time, more than one city has had a blood descendant who guarded the aristocratic clan, and almost 99% of it is because of this reason.

All the stories are condensed into words, becoming the coldest and most touching words in the pile of old papers.

And it was at this time that some indescribable feeling of restlessness arose in the minds of some of the city lords of Zhenhaidao City. In a flash, between the lightning and stone fire, suddenly, a spiritual light came from the distant sky, slightly above the hanging wall. Once lingering in the sky, he revealed his own cultivation aura, and then headed towards the huge wave that had not yet reached the sky.

Just as he flew through the air, the figure of the White Bone Temple Master appeared from it.

Behind the Taoist, a round mirror wheel appeared, and the Infinite Divine Flower was spinning around. As the White Bone Temple Master raised his hand, a white-colored bead appeared from the Infinite Divine Flower, and then fell into the control of the White Bone Temple Master. middle.

When you look carefully, on the string of beads, there are twelve dragon eye-sized Hunyuan orbs penetrated by a dark golden silk thread. The dragon's eye-sized orbs are really white, but when you look carefully, there are no traces on them. It has the moist luster of jade fat, but on the contrary, it looks like white marble, giving it a rough texture.

When he looked carefully, he saw that the white marble-like surface had extremely fine lines that seemed to be caused by natural cracking.

When you look carefully, the surface of the round orb, with the interlacing and spreading of these lines, actually reveals a series of figures of different heights, fatness and thickness sitting in the air.

For a moment, I didn't know if it was because of the dark golden silk threads that penetrated the various orbs. At this time, the criss-crossed and spread out outlines of twelve different sitting figures, and the gaps in their lines were all transparent. With a slightly faint dark gold color.

At this time, the fingertips of the White Bone Temple Master gently stroked the rough surface of the twelve Hunyuan Orbs.

An inexplicable smile gradually appeared on his face.

Then as the smile grew stronger, a certain almost morbid connotation was completely revealed from the thin, almost skeleton-like face of the White Bone Temple Master.

When he spoke again, perhaps it was because of the whimpering sound of the wind, and even the voice of the White Bone Temple Master, it seemed as if it was coming from among the dense ghosts.

"A certain person has the White Bone Dharma Sutra, which transforms twelve evil spirits into a supreme Dharma array in Fengdu and opens up the Pure Land Cave."

"Everything in the world has its appearance, and it all belongs to the white bones. Therefore, the view of the white bones is the view of all worlds, the appearance of the white bones is the appearance of all living beings, and the way of the white bones is the way of the universe!"

"For this reason...the reflection of all worlds is the Pure Land Cave Heaven."

"A certain person is the master of the White Bone Temple, the master of the Pure Land Cave, and he is the Emperor of Fengdu!"

"I would like to invite the 12th Patriarch of my sect to open a certain Cave Heaven Dojo!"

When the words fell, the immeasurable Divine Flower was already carrying a majestic mass of vitality, pouring towards the twelve Hunyuan Orbs.

The next moment, the White Bone Temple Master lifted up the beads in his hand lightly.

boom--

The sound of the silent dark gold threads breaking was revealed by the pale aura of the twelve Hunyuan Orbs. When looking at it, there was a dark golden divine flower penetrating from the aura.

The moment the orb swelled up in the storm, the orb that was originally the size of a dragon's eye suddenly turned around and became the size of a human body.

When he looked again, the cracks in the orb became obvious, and a grinding sound that made one's teeth ache came from it.

Bathed in a pale spiritual light, swallowing up the strong vitality from all directions, gradually, in the unfamiliar place, the orb was broken into pieces, and the complete details revealed the pressure of the great monk in the Golden Core realm, and was full of the power of Tao Fruit. The dark golden divine flower soared into the sky at this moment!

Every manifestation of Qi is a variant of the evil Qi from the White Bones that is also revealed in the world!

And when such a flash of twelve qi that almost come from the same source interweave and resonate, the aura soaring into the sky seems to suddenly become unified at this moment.

And up to this moment, the swirling strong wind seemed to still be transmitting the last ghostly voice of the Bone Temple Master further into the distance.

"Please invite our sect...the 12th Patriarch..."

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