“What a bumper harvest tonight”
After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he cast his dissatisfied eyes on Suolongjing.
Apparently there are countless treasures inside.
He wanted to go in, but his instinct told him that it was dangerous inside.
Even if it’s just the gods entering.
Qin Yuan hesitated.
Suolongjing began to sink slowly.
It seems like I am leaving this world.
Qin Yuan faintly smelled the fishy smell of the sea.
Then I thought of the legend about the dragon lock, the ancient sea eye, a place used to imprison real dragons.
It seems the legend is true.
Real dragon?
Qin Yuan thought of Bailong who had been fighting with him.
I wonder what the difference is between a white dragon and a true dragon?
"No more, no more..."
Sun Tianyi looked like his dead father.
According to ancient records, it will take thousands of years for Suolongjing to erupt again.
He didn't think he could live for thousands of years.
Qin Yuan had no reaction.
Thousands of years have passed in just one nap.
The ground shook violently.
Qin Yuan turned to look at Huang Mei, who was attacking Zhang Julu and others with a killing array.
Should we launch a sneak attack now, or wait a little longer.
After thinking for a while, Qin Yuan decided to wait until Huang Mei was weaker before taking action.
The joy of spending time with heaven is endless, the joy of spending time with earth is endless, and the joy of spending time with people is endless.
Time is his strongest weapon.
Coward is coward.
What reason can you find?
Qin Yuan cursed.
No, Qin Yuan reacted.
Turning his head to look to the southwest, it seemed as if he had traveled tens of thousands of miles.
The real battlefield of this battle is not in the capital, but in Mount Sumeru.
No wonder not a single Bodhisattva from Yong Ye Ling Mountain showed up.
Qin Yuan frowned when he thought of the scene where Mount Sumeru was captured and the Bodhisattvas led their men to kill him.
We must burn the flames of war to Yong Ye Ling Mountain as soon as possible.
…
The killing array was fully revived, and in the bright Little Leiyin Temple, Huang Mei, who was covered in scars and confused, frowned.
This plan was decided upon after discussion between him and several Bodhisattvas on Lingshan Mountain.
In their opinion, Taipingdao is just a scabies disease, while Lin Dong is a serious disease of elbows and armpits.
It must be destroyed with all our strength.
I suddenly felt a strong nausea and dizziness in my head.
Huang Mei covered his head.
In the fight just now, his Taoist platform was beaten to pieces by Zhang Julu.
What a powerful scabies disease.
Huang Mei complained in his heart.
puff!
The violent attack from behind made Huang Mei spit out a mouthful of blood as he flew out, and the world in front of him briefly fell into darkness.
The moment the light returned, he burned the remaining essence and blood and moved out, seeing clearly the person coming, the Holy Spirit on the island.
"It's you"
Huang Mei ate up the other person's heart.
Just as he was about to win, he was picked off by the opponent.
"I didn't smash you to death"
Qin Yuan, who was holding the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Coffin, was a little surprised.
His attack destroyed the opponent's immortal golden body and cracked the opponent's Taoist platform.
"Fellow Taoist, do we have any grudge?"
Huang Mei asked in confusion.
He really didn't understand why the Holy Spirit would sneak up on him.
His last plan was not implemented again.
It’s impossible for the Holy Spirit to predict the future.
"No"
Qin Yuan said it calmly.
Huang Mei did not have any direct enmity with him.
"No, why did you attack me secretly?"
Huang Mei was furious.
At this moment, the Holy Spirit in his heart had already equated it with unreasonableness.
"Seeing how much fun you guys are having, I'll join in the fun."
Qin Yuan said calmly.
"Holy Spirit, you still don't understand how sinister people's hearts are. When you slapped me, you were already poisoned."
Huang Mei said with a sneer.
The monk's robes he wears are made of the skin of a golden poisonous frog. Whenever he is attacked, he will spit out poison.
This is too simple... Qin Yuan smiled and blew himself up simply.
The terrifying shock wave shook Huang Mei to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Is this Holy Spirit a lunatic? I just want to threaten him."
Huang Mei's words just fell.
Another Qin Yuan fell from the sky.
Qin Yuan just now was just a god.
Well, so does this one.
It is impossible for the real body to come.
Not possible in the next life.
Huang Mei immediately understood that it was just a clone, and he smiled again: "The Golden Poison Frog also has a name, it's called the Dao Tribulation Poison Frog, which means like the Heaven Tribulation, as long as you are a monk whose power comes from the way of heaven, you will chase after him. Shuo Yuan. Your body has been poisoned now. If you don’t believe it, you can give it a try?”
He changed the subject: "As long as you help me solve the trouble in front of me and heal my wounds, I can help you solve it, eh."
Huang Mei discovered something that horrified him. The Holy Spirit in front of him was not poisoned.
"This...this is impossible"
He muttered dully.
Suddenly, he thought of a terrifying possibility. This holy spirit had an unimaginably high level of cultivation and ignored the poison.
"Three numbers, disappear from my face, otherwise"
Qin Yuan made a motion of cutting his throat.
Huang Mei decisively chose to run away.
What surprised Huang Mei was that the Holy Spirit actually didn't pursue him.
It is indeed an incomprehensible creature.
Today, the tiger returns to the mountain, and the sky is stained with blood.
he yelled in his mind.
"The Tao is one foot high, the Buddha is one foot high, the rocky coast, the heaven and earth rotate"
Qin Yuan read out the password to close the Eighteen Levels of Hell Killing Formation.
Huang Mei monitors Qin Yuan, why doesn't Qin Yuan monitor Huang Mei, and it's even longer.
Zhang Julu, who was struggling to resist, and the masters of Mount Xumi were both stunned.
"The killing array is closed?"
"seems like it"
Immediately afterwards, the restrictions of the eighteen levels of hell also disappeared.
The Yin Qi that surged out was dozens of times greater than before, and all of it rushed to the sky and became a part of nature.
Everyone in the capital felt a chill.
Fortunately, it didn't last long and disappeared.
boom!
Zhang Julu opened the first level of hell, which contained some demons.
Already shocked to death.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Julu, the master of Mount Xumi opened more than ten levels of hell in succession.
The people locked inside are very chaotic, some are demons, some are from Taiping Road, some are monks, and some are unknown creatures.
They were all confused, as if they had lost their souls.
"Why isn't Master here?"
Zhang Julu frowned.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility. Master was transferred to Yong Ye Ling Mountain.
boom!
Zhang Julu punched the wall, causing the hell to shake, and all his efforts were in vain.
"Zhang Daoyou, your master is here."
The voice of the master of Mount Sumeru came from the eighteenth floor.
When Zhang Julu arrived.
Three figures just walked out of the eighteenth floor.
In addition to the masters of Mount Xumi, there was Zhang Taiping and a monk from the east.
They all looked depressed.
The reason why hell is scary is that the torture here is all the time.
If the two of them hadn't been great monks, they would have gone crazy.
"Master"
"Giant Deer"
Zhang Julu hugged Zhang Taiping.
Zhang Julu was raised by Zhang Taiping. The two were not father and son, but more like father and son.
Rumble... The Eighteenth Level of Hell began to shake violently, sediment continued to fall, and explosions and annihilation began in many places.
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
Obviously, the Eighteenth Level of Hell is going to be destroyed.
"Get out of here quickly"
After a while, four figures broke out of the eighteenth level of hell.
"Huang Mei escaped"
"Chase"
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