Chapter 397 Secret

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The matter involved the secrets of the three palaces of Yama, and Su Ying only learned a few things from the mouth of the common man.

For thousands of years or even longer, the three halls of Yama and Demon have been dormant in the Yun'er Lake on the left and right, all for this matter.

Going back to the years before the war between the Shinto monks and the old cultivators, the old cultivators still controlled the general situation in this world. The Shinto monks had to go into exile. Their Taoism was also called the evil way, and they were determined not to show it to others. After the natural disaster, all kinds of chaos suddenly occurred, the mountains and seas overturned, and the earth's veins surged. The Three Halls of Yama took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation. They fought with the Shinto monks from all over the world and the old monks, and finally drove them into the Great Lake of Mize.

The matter has been going on for a long time, and many records have been lost. However, each generation of palace masters strictly instructed them to worship Lian Zimu and sit on the sacred drum. If the old repairs were restored in the future, they would go straight to the flat-topped mountains, and the Shinto monks would be unable to resist. So he destroyed the mother drum in the mountain in one fell swoop, and followed the plan of destroying both jade and stone!

Why destroying the mother drum will destroy the jade along with the old repair, it is difficult for the people in the Three Halls of Yan Mo to understand, but today's battle situation exactly confirms the omen circulated by the sect - the old repair is restored, there are strange signs from the sky, and even The old demon of Biyin Swamp stood by and watched the same thing. Even if they had doubts, they had to believe the rumor:

The old cultivator has given orders to heaven and earth. Once the flat-topped mountain is captured, it will be a time of disaster for the Shinto monks in the world!

Su Ying couldn't help but feel ridiculous in her heart when she recalled the three people's vows. The mother-son drum was the magic weapon that connected her heart and mind. If the mother-drum was destroyed, the son-drum would also die. She would not be able to die. , the Dantian will also be shattered, and the jade and stone will be destroyed. If the old cultivator of Dahu is jade, are the three people of Yanmo Sandian going to use her to make a stone?

"If the moment comes when there is no hope of improvement, I will tell you to see what jade is like..."

Staring at the expressions of the masters of the three halls with all kinds of thoughts on their minds, Su Ying suddenly felt very bored.

As early as when she entered the crypt, the Liuren Pagoda delivered the news. The soul lamps of Wang Yangui and Magong swayed for a long time, and eventually they were extinguished and turned into ashes. She had known and stayed with each other all her life, from her master, to her senior brother, to her youth. All the bamboo horses are now dead. Sometimes I feel sad, but there is more loneliness with no one to comfort me.

Would she be happy if Wang Yan returned safely?

Su Ying grinned and shook her head. If he came back from such a den of wolves and tigers, she would definitely become suspicious. She would kill him for the sake of Chishen Palace, so letting him die in the Mize Lake seemed like a better way. result.

No matter whether he is a senior brother or a sweetheart, his love once flowed freely, but she can no longer tell whether she is affectionate or ruthless.

"Palace Master!" Chanxi, the protector of Qianhu Palace who could only recover from serious injuries, could follow her into the crypt at this time. She looked unusually panicked. Su Ying didn't need to think carefully, but she could tell that the situation outside had deteriorated. To what extent.

"The old cultivators are here!"

The six words hit everyone's hearts hard, not only Su Ying, but also the master of the third Yan Mo Hall changed his expression.

"All the elders of Liuren Pagoda who can fight have gone to fight, but I don't know what kind of magic weapon the big ship they command is. It is surprisingly strong. The monks are hiding in it, and the elders are helpless. There are still more than twenty people on board. Xuan, when my subordinates came to report, only Elder Yuan and Elder Tingyun were still alive... Shang still saved his life..."

Such a tragic situation was unexpected by Su Ying.

She fought against the barefoot girl at that time, and she felt that the strength of the opponent was superior, and it was definitely not comparable to ordinary monks. Moreover, among the old cultivators, there was also a fat Taoist who could devour magic powers, two sword cultivators who used swords to kill enemies, and... she was incomparable. Familiar, Fu Xiang Sect Fenxuan, who controls the sky with chains.

Gu Qie Suying can also feel that this is not the complete power of the old cultivator. Once the opponent really comes out in full force, the Chishen Palace, which is severely damaged, will not be able to resist it!

"Palace Master Chishen, since the matter has reached this critical point, you'd better go out to meet the enemy. We, the Third Palace of Yan Mo, also have 18 points of mystery outside for you to dispatch." The man in cloth put his hands behind his back and talked with the people around him. The master of the hall stood beside the mother drum. Listening to what he said, the three Yan Mo halls, which had always been unknown, actually had more than twenty Fen Xuan sitting in charge, and their strength was even higher than that of the Red God Palace!

However, although he spoke sincerely, standing with the masters of the left and right halls next to the mother drum, he had no intention of helping him personally: "If we can't defeat the old cultivator with the help of eighteen points of mysticism like me..."

The clothed man looked coldly and grinned with a threatening smile: "You can send a message to the three of me and make this mother-in-law sit on the sacred drum and collapse the mountain immediately!"

Naturally, he was not afraid that Su Ying would change her mind and not want to die. Since the mother-in-law sitting sacred drum was a treasure obtained from the sacrifices of the Three Palaces of Yan Mo, it would be extremely easy for the palace master to destroy it. Even if Su Ying had not received a summons, they would not be able to do so. It is possible to observe the divine light on the sand table. When the situation is irreversible, the mountain will collapse!

But Su Ying just glanced at him, clapped her neutron drum, and led Chan Xi out of the cave on foot.



It was the first time for Dahu's old cultivator to see Zhongxiao's Twelve Fenxuan all taking action.

Unlike Qi Huan and others who jump up the ranks to fight, Qu Yitang is a real Fenxuan Dzogchen, the most powerful one among the twelve people. She practices "Qinghong Daming Taoism", one of the inherited techniques of Taiyuan Taoism. ", which is of the same level as the Seven Books and Six Classics of the Zhaoyan Immortal Sect, he opens his mouth and exhales a breath of fresh air, spreads his arms, and transforms the fresh breath into the appearance of the Peacock King Ming. Under his hands, the elder Liuren Pagoda, who is also Fenxuan Dzogchen, Like an egg striking a stone, he was defeated in the blink of an eye.

When he swept his sleeves away, he saw several heads falling from the air one after another.

In addition, there is a golden-bodied Buddha sitting on the ground in meditation in the void. Whenever a monk from the Red God Palace touches the Buddha pattern that flies out, it will turn into a wisp of blue smoke, and both body and soul will be destroyed!

There is no Buddhist cultivator in this world, and this is the first time they have seen a monk using such methods. Even Taoist Konggu, who claims to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable, can't help but be dumbfounded, and secretly remembers these capable people and strangers in their hearts.

Compared with the likes of Buddha and Soul Cultivator, the Dharma Cultivator and the Sword Cultivator with extraordinary magical powers are not that outstanding. Qi Huan and others had already solved their technical itch during the conquest of Rakshasa Mountain and Blood Crow Sect, and now they can still be called Chichi. Fellow disciples who had never taken action showed their special abilities.

While holding the sword and watching, in the middle of the majestic hall, many Fenxuan figures escaped!

The faces of two of them were not unfamiliar. They were the Red God Palace Master and her protector who had escaped from the Great Lake of Mize. Qi Huan had never fought with her, but he knew in his heart that this woman was powerful, so he couldn't help but feel a bit of fighting spirit, and wanted to fight her. Competing.

But there were many people who were even more excited than him. Taoist Fu Xiang flew out of the black iron ship in a few steps and shouted loudly: "Witch! That day you broke my sect Futian's Ten Thousand Dharma Lock, but someone taught you the secret of it. ?”

Based on her age, Taoist Fu Xiang has an unbelievable guess in her heart. Today, she just wants to get a definite affirmation and resolve the master's hatred and her own obsession!