Li Yanchu looked intently and saw thunder and calamity surging in the sea of clouds, like a thunder pool descending.
The thunder from the sky fell in panic!
It struck somewhere in the blessed land of Jinting Mountain.
As the saying goes, the sky strikes like lightning!
The thunder method is the ultimate yang between heaven and earth. When the yin and demonic energy in a certain place is too strong, it will attract thunder from the sky!
"Did some evil spirit break free?"
Li Yanchu thought to himself as he looked at the whitened sky in the distance.
This scene is really shocking!
The power of the thunder is simply frightening!
Rumble——
There seems to be an angry king of heaven in the sea of clouds!
Fight monsters with thunder in hand!
The earth shook!
But the strange thing is that Li Yanchu only saw the thunder and lightning in the sky and the faint figure of the King of Heaven in the sea of clouds.
But no movement of the demon was seen at all.
Not even a roar.
Rumble——
The thunderstorm lasted for a full quarter of an hour before gradually dissipating.
The earth no longer shook, as if everything had returned to calm!
Li Yanchu had been staying quietly in the ruins of the Taoist Palace, without even taking a single step beyond the Thunder Pond.
Looking at the huge momentum tonight, if there is a great evil demon born, I am afraid it will be that kind of terrifying thousand-year-old evil thing.
Plus the towering thunder.
It gives people the feeling of a fight between gods. If you go out to watch the excitement, you may endanger Chiyu.
The worst.
What if when I come back, I carry back the evil things and monsters in the darkness?
Although Li Yanchu was a very talented person and bold, he was unwilling to get into trouble.
Fortunately, the thunder tribulation only lasted for a short period of time and did not trigger any chain reactions.
After nightfall, it was dark outside the Dao Palace Temple, and you couldn't see your fingers.
Just now I took advantage of a little light from the thunder tribulation in the distance.
Li Yanchu seemed to see clearly the figures hidden in the darkness.
All are humanoid.
But he still couldn't see clearly, and he wasn't entirely sure.
But Li Yanchu was certain of one thing.
This is the blessed land of Jinting Mountain.
It's haunted!
Ordinary lonely ghosts couldn't get close to Li Yanchu's body, so they were burned to death by his energy and blood like an oven.
Furthermore, there are many treasures on him, all of which are used to ward off evil spirits.
It’s just that the cave heaven and paradise of this immortal dojo is haunted by ghosts!
That's no joke!
Li Yanchu's brows were a little solemn. Except for the Dao Palace and the temple, this blessed land of Jinting Mountain had a bright and upright atmosphere.
After nightfall, it turned out to be terrifying, like a hell on earth.
It’s really confusing.
Li Yanchu burned the two corpses and turned them into ashes.
Only then can I rest peacefully.
Who knows what will happen to the corpses of two people who practice Gu.
What if someone comes over in the middle of the night?
After meditating all night, Li Yanchu felt energetic.
The whole life is full of vitality.
There was no feeling of hunger or thirst at all, and the whole person felt very comfortable.
"As expected of Bigu Taoism, you can really eat the wind and drink the dew, instead of eating the fireworks of the world."
Li Yanchu thought in his mind.
He continued to rush towards the huge sacred mountain, and he really felt like he was running to death while looking at the mountain.
This huge Jinting Mountain towers into the clouds from a distance. Li Yanchu still looked the same after two days of traveling.
There is no change at all.
Li Yanchu even wondered if this thing was a mirage!
If anyone who sees him becomes greedy, they will keep running and running.
Until death!
It's just that on the other side of the majestic sacred mountain, not only is the aura of heaven and earth abundant, but there is also a light mist surrounding it.
This mist is not an ordinary mist or miasma, but a spiritual mist.
Contains abundant spiritual energy.
It's just that this spiritual mist is an extremely rare thing. You can hardly see it anywhere in the outside world.
Li Yanchu ran around the ruins for two days and finally understood a problem.
The teleportation into Cave Heaven Paradise this time is probably random!
I don't know if the place he entered is the outermost, but it's definitely not the innermost.
Along the way he saw only one living person.
It was a corpse-carrying craftsman, carrying a white coffin, but his skills were still extremely strong.
The profession of corpse-carrying craftsman belongs to the kind of strangers in the world. Most of them are active among the people. Many corpses that have died violently are easy to cause trouble and ordinary people dare not carry them.
At this time, it is necessary to find a corpse carrier to remove the body and bury it to calm the resentment and ghosts.
That Song Sanlang in Weicheng was a corpse-carrying master, and he also kept a two-part corpse in his body. However, he was killed by Li Yanchu before he could practice it well!
Therefore, Li Yanchu was no stranger to corpse-carrying craftsmen.
What he was a little curious about was the color of the coffin behind the other party.
White coffins are usually used to bury women who died before getting married or men who died without taking a wife.
This is not a coffin for ordinary people.
Corpse-carriers deal with corpses all day long, and sometimes the psychology of some corpse-carriers will gradually become distorted.
Because they have been unable to find a wife for a long time, many people even have an indescribable interest in corpses.
Usually, corpse-carriers are rude men with great strength and strong character.
The coffin on their back is their tool.
Some methods are similar to those of cultivating corpses and driving them away. Cultivating a good corpse is also a method of practice for them.
Li Yanchu only met the corpse-carrying craftsman from a distance.
Both parties nodded and did not stop to communicate.
Instead, they left each other.
Finding destiny is a big deal!
Li Yanchu continued to rush towards the huge sacred mountain sitting in the center of Dongtian Paradise.
I didn't encounter any living creatures along the way.
Birds and beasts, rare and exotic herbs.
Nothing at all.
This is a wilderness ruin.
The sight was full of desolation, and even the ruins contained nothing of value.
Clean and tidy.
Even if there were a few things that looked like magic weapons occasionally, they had already decayed to a state of disgrace, their divinity had disappeared, and there was no need to take them away.
Li Yanchu ran and flew through the huge ruins, and finally came to a Taoist palace temple again.
This Taoist palace is obviously larger than the ones encountered before. From a distance, it looks like a jade palace or an imperial palace.
But now in the damaged eyes, the bricks and stones are also full of the heavy feeling of time.
It seems as if the next moment will be completely annihilated in the dust of history.
This time, Li Yanchu suddenly saw a person standing at the door of the hall.
It was a tall, ferocious-looking monk with a majestic look and leering eyes.
"Wait!"
The vicious monk called out to Li Yanchu.
The burly body stopped in front of the Taoist Palace.
"What do you want, Your Excellency?"
Li Yanchu asked calmly.
"The Sa family recruits experts from this paradise for my young master. Only our own people can enter the temple."
The vicious monk said solemnly.
Li Yanchu raised his eyebrows, wondering what kind of prince this was.
Acting so domineeringly!
He actually blocked the door of the Dao Palace.
You must know that after the sky falls into darkness, this palace hall is like a shelter.
Judging from the other party's appearance, I'm afraid he won't give up if he doesn't join!
(End of chapter)
