The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 359 The Temple of War

"What a beast!"

Looking at the ferocious beast writhing and flapping its wings under the moon, everyone concentrated and raised their breath, preparing for the attack.

This demonic dragon has black scales all over its body, its body is as slender as a snake, its wings are as bright red as fire, and it has a single horn on its head. Under the bright moonlight, its whole body shines like jade brilliance, and a pair of sharp claws under its belly are facing the The golden light can't stop killing.

The golden eagle was also extraordinary, its feathers were like swords, and it was as solid as iron stone. In addition to its rapid speed, its wings actually brought out wisps of sharp edges, splitting the scales of the demonic dragon into two, causing bloody wounds.

Chen Zhuo was also amazed by these strange beasts and sighed at the vastness of the world and how many wonders there are.

Cang Quan's eyes burned brightly and she said in a deep voice: "It is said that in ancient times, the world was filled with unparalleled essence and vitality. All kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures emerged in an endless stream. Even birds and beasts became very tyrannical because of it. Think of all the myths and legends Nine out of ten rare and exotic beasts in the book are true, and this demonic dragon must be one of them."

This statement is not impossible.

From being ignorant to knowing all the truths of the world, from growing hair and drinking blood to slashing and burning, before this process, the wonders of nature in the world, whether vegetation, animals, birds, fish, and dragons, must have given birth to all kinds of miracles.

However, after the fight just now, Chen Zhuo has discovered that this demon dragon is just a larger beast at best. It only counts to bite and fight and follow instincts, which is nothing.

He couldn't help but think of the purpose of the masters of mysticism in later generations to achieve the goal of eternal existence in the world and eliminate all the differences between heaven and earth.

"kill!"

Murong Chui's desire to kill was at its peak. He stared at the dragon without any nonsense. He suddenly leaned forward and charged forward. The black spear in his hand was raised into the air. The tip of the spear was pointed at the dragon. He ran like flying under his feet and only swept away a few dozen feet. , the muscles and blood vessels of his right arm swelled, and when he raised his arm again, there was no trace of the black gun in his hand.

And under the moon, a black shadow shot through the sky like a powerful arrow, and the green light on the tip of the spear flickered and disappeared.

"Ow!"

A long, sharp roar suddenly sounded from heaven to earth.

When Zhu Faqing and Ni Huihui saw this, they both jumped up from the ground, moved in the air, only dodged a few times, and were already in mid-air. One person's palms were full of strength, and he shot out his palms continuously, while the other used his fingers as a sword and exerted his strength with his fingers. , hit the demon dragon in unison.

Murong Chui followed closely behind, twitching his right hand in vain. The black spear that was nailed to the demon dragon's body and penetrated the armor instantly trembled, and he pulled it out, bringing out a stream of blood arrows.

The three of them took action in front, waiting to regain their strength and attack again, when they suddenly saw a huge rotating dragon head in front of them. It was ferocious and terrifying, raised high, its scales were black and blue, and its brilliance was clear, like a mirror.

It is said to be a dragon head, but in fact it is more like a snake. The black vertical pupils are reflecting the figures of the three people, cold, cruel, and indescribably awe-inspiring.

And the golden eagle, who didn't know when it was caught by the demon dragon with one claw, was still mourning.

Big eyes stared at small eyes, and the three of them immediately felt a chill creeping up their backs, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Ow!"

Suddenly, the demon dragon opened its mouth, and a ball of dark green fishy wind roared past.

It was actually poisonous mist.

The three of them didn't have time to be on guard and were the first to bear the brunt. Even if they hurriedly held their breath to collect their breath, they felt dizzy and rushed back to avoid the sharp attack.

Cang Chu had no expression on her face and stood with her hands behind her back. She only waved her hand to the three retreating people to signal them to retreat.

"Do you deserve to be called the best in the world with your skills? You are just a bedbug, but you can still go to such great lengths... That's all. Let me open your eyes."

As he spoke, Cang Gu's eyes suddenly turned into pitch black ink, and demonic energy surged around his body, like black flames. As he walked around, his whole body seemed to turn into a ball of black energy, erratic.

"Look!"

Then she saw Cang Gu's eyes widen suddenly, and she reached out to grab the demonic dragon in the air. The demonic energy in front of her rolled around and turned into a huge sharp claw, roaring out. The black energy rose like billowing smoke, piercing the night. …

Ok?
He was actually captured.

The sharp claws made of demonic energy actually grasped the demonic dragon. It seemed invisible and without substance, but it was unexpected that it could have such miraculous power.

Cang Cui stepped on the ground, one hand behind her back, and the other hand making a false grasp. She looked like an ordinary old man with a hunchback, and there was no trace of fireworks in his movements. However, he turned his hand and turned his wrist, and the claws followed suit. And moving is just like playing with magic power between clapping hands.

The spiritual path.

The eyes of those present, including Zhu Faqing, Ni Huihui, and Murong Chuijin, all changed.

Is this clumsy?
I think it was Cang Chu who had seen through the restlessness in the hearts of several people, and now showed some strength in order to intimidate them.

After all, he was the leader of the demonic path hundreds of years ago, the first ancestor of the demon sect, and I am afraid that the magic of heavenly demons has already reached its peak.

Chen Zhuo stood aside and saw that Cang Chu could only capture but not kill him, so he knew that he couldn't bear the thought of Cang Chu being alone, so he signaled to take action.

He secretly sighed in his heart, one of them was more evil than the other, Cang Cui was hiding his clumsiness, and Zhu Faqing and the other three were hiding their clumsiness and showing weakness, they were all trying to accumulate strength and preserve their strength.

It's a pity that few people still don't know that Cang Chu's old appearance is just a mere appearance, and she hasn't seen her true body yet.

Hundreds of years of accumulation, I really don’t know how amazing it is.

After thinking about it, Chen Zhuo took action.

In the silent wilderness, bursts of Buddhist chants were heard from all sides. The sounds grew from weak to strong, from small to loud.

In the eyes of several people, a black light suddenly appeared outside Chen Zhuo's oppressive body, shining in all directions.

"Buddha's light is emerging!"

It is the palm of Tathagata.

But it is paradoxical. This palm is now driven by demonic energy. Looking from a distance, Chen Zhuo looks like an evil Buddha coming to the world through Ran Min's body. His ink hair is flying, his hand is holding the Buddha's seal, and his black robe is billowing. , the whole body is full of evil spirits, evil spirits are overflowing.

Under Cang Xu's attentive gaze, Chen Zhuo pushed up with his palm force to face the demon dragon, and suddenly saw the black light surge with overwhelming force, drowning it.

"Ow!"

The screams started, and a stinking rain of blood fell from the sky and the earth. The scales on the demon dragon were almost shattered, and it fell from the mid-air.

Zhu Faqing and Ni Huihui looked at each other, and were about to pursue the victory. But at this moment, they saw a sharp spear shadow crossing in front of their eyes, like a rain of fire blooming from the sky, with red light flowing from the tip of the spear, like a blazing prairie fire.

Under the shadow of the gun, dozens of holes were punched out of the demon dragon in an instant, and the last shot penetrated the demon dragon's head.

Murong Chui's expression was cold, his eyes full of unruliness, he stepped on the dragon's head, his eyes were extremely gloomy, he looked back at Chen Zhuo provocatively, stomped one foot, and drew out the black gun with both hands. The dragon with only one breath left suddenly fell from the sky. .

Cang Chu ignored the entanglement between the two of them, but walked to the collapsed pit and looked down. At the same time, she stretched out her hand and the golden eagle swooped down and plunged straight into it.

"go!"

Looking at everyone, he grabbed Xie Daoyun, who had already been frightened and had a pale face, and jumped down.

Murong Chui shook the blood from the tip of his spear, then spread his arms and jumped into the hole.

"This man seems a little different from before," Chen Zhuo looked at Murong Chui's back with thoughtful eyes, "Do you feel it?"

He said this to Zhu Faqing and Ni Huihui on the side.

Zhu Faqing said with a smile: "Now that Fu Jian is defeated, the ambitions of the barbarians under him may have begun to expand. If Murong Chui can kill you, he will definitely be able to establish his prestige and have great potential."

Chen Zhuo shook his head: "I'm not talking about his murderous intention towards me, but about him as a person."

When Ni Huihui and Zhu Faqing heard this, they were a little confused and didn't know what the difference was.Chen Zhuo continued: "Since Fu Jian was defeated, if this man was so ambitious, how could he miss this great opportunity? He should be managing his own power and thinking about becoming the emperor, so how could he come to risk alone?"

The reason why he felt something was wrong was because he used his spiritual power to peer into the hearts of many people in Fu Jian's camp that day. Among them, Murong Chui's ambition was the most serious. But now that he met them again, he couldn't see through them. .

Ni Huihui said softly: "This Murong Chui is the former Prince of Yan. It is said that he has amazing talents since he was a child. His literary and military skills are far superior to his peers in terms of understanding. He also defeated Sima Hengwen, and is the most famous in the world... maybe Geniuses and geniuses have always been different from ordinary people."

"Extraordinary since childhood? Calculating, this person is probably almost sixty years old." Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, but there was a brilliance in his eyes, "It's getting more and more interesting, so let's wait and see."

These days, he has been running in with Ran Min's physical body. The real body has gradually taken everything in Mahakala as his own, including the martial arts concepts, true meanings, and unique skills of that world; now this physical body He can control it as he pleases, and his strength has also increased. With the help of the abundant essence of heaven and earth in the underground cave, it is no lie that he can surpass Ran Min's full power.

After saying a few words, Chen Zhuo immediately took a step forward towards the pothole and fell straight down, with only the strong wind blowing against the current in his ears.

In addition to Cang Chu, he also had to take a look at the God of War catalog to clear up his confusion.

In other words, he had to see the "God of War Catalog" with his own eyes to be sure of something.

Once the dragon dies, the view under the cave widens.

Suddenly, a ball of hot fire flowed out from the darkness, making everyone's eyes red.

But at the end there was actually a boundless sea of ​​fire, with fire rising from the ground and lava flowing, illuminating the underground cave sky brightly.

Seeing this situation, everyone who was falling used their own methods to slow down their fall.

Chen Zhuo was as light as a swallow and raised his arms like flying. He rolled Xie Daoyun off the back of the golden eagle, flew quickly through the waves of fire, and finally rested on a strange raised rock.

"Thank you!"

Xie Daoyun held Chen Zhuo's right arm tightly and looked at the sea of ​​​​fire beneath her feet. Although her pretty face was slightly pale, she was still calm and did not scream.

Cang Cu stood on the fire wave, not afraid of the monstrous fire, and reminded everyone: "Follow the golden eagle!"

Everyone looked back and saw that the golden eagle had fluttered its wings and flew into the depths of the sea of ​​fire. They immediately raised their breath and chased after it.

But Chen Zhuo suddenly noticed that Murong Chui, who had been immersed in plundering and moving at a smooth pace, suddenly changed his pace at some point.

His mind moved, and he happened to see Murong Chui glance in a direction deep in the sea of ​​fire.

It's like a person has long known what is there and can't help but want to go there, but his mind is easy to change and he has to suppress his thoughts temporarily.

All of this happened extremely briefly and minutely, under such circumstances.

"interesting."

Chen Zhuo smiled.

It seems that Murong Chui is also a secretive person, and he really underestimated him before.

Cang Xu, the first ancestor of the Demon Sect, and such a figure are finally worth watching.

He just said that he was chasing after the golden eagle, and when the golden eagle circled down, he saw Xie Daoyun's eyes widened, his red lips slightly opened, and he murmured: "What is that...?"

Chen Zhuo looked far away and his pupils trembled.

The remaining people were no better, their expressions changed wildly, and they were all shocked.

At the end of Gein's field of vision, among the boundless fire, there was an extremely huge stone palace.

too big.

The high-walled gate is so majestic that it looks like it was built by extraordinary people, but more like the residence of trolls and gods.

Under the light of the fire, a vicissitudes of ancient, long-lasting aura under the mottled traces kept impacting everyone's minds.

"Is this the Temple of War?"

Zhu Faqing was stunned and moved.

Cang Xu's tense expression also relaxed.

Murong Chui's eyes widened, he tightened his grip on the black gun in his hand, his breath was quickening.

Ni Huihui was even more amazed.

The entire stone palace is like floating on the sea of ​​fire, turning into an isolated island, which is really hard to imagine.

And above the heads of everyone, it seems that this place has experienced the fire burning for an unknown period of time, and the mud, stone and sand have long been turned into a layer of fantastic and magnificent crystals, with different shapes, exuding bursts of dazzling light.

The closer you get, the more gigantic the stone palace becomes. It is not an ordinary palace with double eaves flying up, but a huge high wall on each side. It is ancient, thick and tall, with no trace of splicing. It is seamless and miraculous.

Facing the front of everyone is an old stone staircase, which goes up layer by layer and extends straight into the stone hall. There are at least a thousand floors. The distance between each floor is almost two feet. From a distance, the stone hall looks like it is hanging high. Above the sea of ​​fire, the highest and the greatest.

Without thinking or even hesitating, the people present all rushed towards the Temple of War.

The thousand-story stone steps may be a bit difficult for ordinary people, but for them, it only takes a few breaths, and the speed is extremely fast.

There was a sneer on the corner of Cang Xu's mouth, and her magic power was strong. Her whole body immediately turned into a ball of rich black energy, whistling and rolling. She only dodged and stood at the top of the stone steps, overlooking the people who were still chasing behind her, laughing several times. Voice: "Hahaha, it's not trivial!"

In front of the huge stone door that had been covered with dust for a long time, three characters about ten feet in size were clearly engraved on the door head.

"The Temple of War."

Zhu Faqing and others arrived one after another. When they stood in front of the stone palace, their own aura became much weaker involuntarily, as small as ants.

Looking at the stone palace that was right in front of her and within reach, Cang Xu felt a little unbelievable that she could reach here so easily.

"Be careful," Chen Zhuo led Xie Daoyun up the steps step by step with a smile on his face, "don't forget, there is a demon dragon hiding somewhere underground."

Cang Chu didn't respond, but pressed her hands on the huge stone door.

There are old marks on it, and there are also a few knife marks and sword wounds, and it is unknown who made them.

The five fingers of her right hand fell lightly, and Cang Quan pressed and pressed, but she heard a muffled "bang" sound, and with her unparalleled skill, only a slight mark was left.

"This stone palace has been in existence for thousands of years. Even today, it is still indestructible. I really don't know what made it?"

He recovered his palm, pressed his hands against the stone door, and began to exert his strength vigorously.

With all his magic power, a group of black ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly erupted from under his feet like a huge wave, turning into a terrifying hurricane, forcing everyone to retreat, even the sea of ​​​​fire was affected, and the fire increased greatly.

The dusty stone door shook loosely, and as wisps of dust scattered, the huge portal several feet high finally opened slowly.

The few people who were retreating were about to step forward when they saw this. Not wanting to blink, they stopped in their tracks and paused on the spot, looking at the stone door in surprise and confusion. Their temples were sweating, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Inside the stone door that was pushed open, a giant green-scaled claw suddenly poked out and grabbed Cang Xu by the waist.

Behind the door is a vertical pupil that gradually opens...

(End of this chapter)