Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 370 The Perverted Little Monk (Part )

"Rumble..." A world is descending, and you can vaguely see green trees, mountains and flowing water. It is a small world, a small world, outside the big world.

In order to absorb the shimmering glow below, which is like the Nine Heavens Palace, the old turtle desperately expanded his inner world to the limit.

The void within a radius of dozens of miles was entirely covered by Old Turtle's inner world. It seemed as if a huge opening had opened in the void, trying to swallow up the shrine below.

The old turtle stood in that side of the world, with demonic power surging all over his body. He had a dragon face, extremely solemn. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans, as soon as they seeped out from his forehead, were directly evaporated by the demonic power.

The terrifying fluctuations in the inner world made all the monks feel great pressure. Everyone was shocked and inexplicable. They felt a tremor coming from the depths of their souls.

It was no longer safe a hundred miles away. Countless monks in the mountains felt the dangerous atmosphere and retreated further away like the tide again.

Even the Demon Lord of Six Paths, the Demon Lord Huang Long and other semi-god-like figures rushed out from under the envelope of the inner world of the old turtle and retreated out of the envelope of the inner world of the old turtle.

"Swish!", "Swish!"

A green shadow and a ray of fire rushed from a distance and rushed directly into the inner world of the old turtle. The three-clawed green dragon Xiaoqing and the fire unicorn entered the inner world of the old turtle.

The earth's fire veins below the shrine have been completely suppressed by the Dingdi Divine Pillar, and most of a dark pillar was submerged in the eye of the fire.

The Immortal Corpse General is standing on the black pillar, looking up.

The pillar transformed from the Fixed Earth Divine Pillar is extremely huge. One end of the pillar is a hundred feet in diameter. The Immortal Corpse General stands on it, looking very small.

"Haha...you juniors, why are you running? Come, come, come, fight me for three hundred rounds with Old Turtle." Old Turtle yelled, and the sound filled the sky.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the inner heaven and earth shrouded downwards, and the palace palace had been sucked by the power of the inner heaven and earth, and slowly flew towards the inner heaven and earth.

Demon Lord Huang Long held the broken flag and looked at this scene calmly, while the faces of the Demon Lord of Six Paths, the middle-aged scribe, and the old Taoist Kurong were not so pretty.

They had already seen that the real treasure must be in the central palace. However, the restrictions there were too strong. Even if they had the treasure in their hands, they would not be able to break through it.

If Old Turtle takes that palace into the inner world, all the treasures, including the divine palace, will belong to Old Turtle.

Demon Lord Huang Long has already determined that Lao Gui is a powerful person among the demon clan. There is no difference between Lao Gui's acquisition of this temple left by the ancient Vulcan and the demon clan's acquisition of it. As long as he is not taken over by the Demon Lord of Six Paths and the human monks, he is happy to see it happen.

The inner world is a world independent of the big world. It is a small world opened up by great monks with supreme magic power. It has unimaginable power. The Demon Lord of Six Paths and others dare not take action.

"The palace belongs to Old Turtle!" Gu Fei, who had retreated two hundred miles away and climbed a mountain peak, muttered to himself when he saw the scene in the sky.

It is really hard to imagine what kind of treasures are stored in the palace left by the ancient gods. Even the palace itself is probably already a sacred object.

"This old turtle..." Gu Fei had to lament that this old bastard who had been immortal for ten thousand years had come a long way. After obtaining the palace left by the ancient god, it undoubtedly made the old turtle's capital stronger.

If there were elixirs and magical elixirs in the temple, Lao Gui's cultivation might directly break through to the demigod realm, and he might even become the legendary immortal god.

In Tenglong Continent, there are countless legends about immortals and gods, and many ancient miracles have been left behind in some dangerous places.

However, for thousands of years, no one on the Tenglong Continent seemed to have actually seen the immortal gods. They only found some skeletons that were suspected to be the remains of the immortal gods.

On the Tenglong Continent, even the oldest sects, in their classics, the descriptions of immortals and gods seem to be mysterious and mysterious, as if they are illusory existences.

For monks, immortals and gods must exist, because this is the supreme goal that countless monks strive for. If even monks deny the existence of immortals and gods, then why are they still pursuing cultivation? ?

In the life of a monk, what he pursues is to live forever in the world, to become an immortal and a god, to coexist with heaven and earth, and to coexist with the sun and the moon.

At this time, the peerless masters who rushed in all directions, chasing the ancient psychic treasure that rushed out of the palace, controlled the escape light one after another and returned from the distance.

Some people were smiling and seemed to have gained something, while others were disappointed and filled with resentment.

The big names in the Guangcheng Immortal Sect, Shangqing Sect, Taixuan Sect, and the Three Great Sects became the big winners in the competition for ancient treasures because of their good timing.

Dozens of powerful monks who returned from the air stopped a hundred miles away. They did not dare to get too close, lest they be affected by the mighty space force and be taken into the inner world of the old turtle.

Only those four semi-god-level figures dared to stand in the air on the periphery of the area enveloped by Old Turtle's inner world.

They were no longer able to stop Old Turtle from taking over the Divine Palace and the Inner Heaven and Earth. It was a legendary magical power that only immortals possessed. They could not understand why Old Turtle could control the Inner Heaven and Earth because he was not an immortal.

Controlling the inner world, Lao Turtle has become invincible. Among the demigods, no one can compete with him. Lao Turtle can really be said to be invincible. I’m afraid that among the countless monks present, only Gu Fei knows the origin of Old Turtle.

Lao Gui was a figure from ancient times. When he was at his peak, his cultivation would have been earth-shattering. He was probably a terrifying existence that had already surpassed the immortals.

In ancient times, there were many strong men. That era was an era that countless monks yearned for.

The Demon Lord of Six Paths and others were watching eagerly outside. They were waiting, waiting for the moment when the restrictions of the central palace in the shrine were broken.

The more powerful the magic weapon, the more powerful the weapon, the more spiritual it is. This kind of magic weapon, this kind of weapon, can be called a spiritual weapon. Spiritual things will not be easily recovered.

Once the restrictions in the central palace are broken, the spiritual weapon inside will definitely turn into a divine rainbow and rush out immediately. At that time, it will be time for the Demon Lord of Six Paths, Demon Lord Huang Long and others to take action.

"Rumble..." The heaven and earth shook. Under the gaze of everyone, Old Turtle's inner world that covered the sky and earth for dozens of miles was gradually swallowing up the shimmering shrine.

Things seem to have become a foregone conclusion. The palace left by the ancient gods will become the property of the old turtle.

"Little Turtle..."

At this moment, a vague but non-existent voice that clearly reached the ears of everyone present suddenly sounded in the void.

"Little turtle... where are you..."

The voice was so childish that it seemed to come from the mouth of a child. The owner of the voice seemed to be a lively and cute child. Everyone couldn't help but froze for a moment.

After hearing that voice, Old Turtle's expression suddenly changed. "Oh!" he almost fell out of his inner world with a cry of "Oh!"

"Little Turtle..."

The sound sounded again, but this time it was much clearer and no longer as if it were nothing. However, no one knew where the sound came from.

Even Demon Lord of Six Paths, Demon Lord Huang Long and others had a look of surprise on their faces. They glanced around the void, but there was no trace of the owner of the voice.

"Little bald donkey, you chased me from the west to the north, you are cruel!" Old Turtle seemed to know who that person was. After he stabilized his body, he suddenly started to curse at the top of his voice.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this. It was really unbelievable that there were people who were afraid of a monster as powerful as this dragon-headed monster? Moreover, from what Old Turtle said, that man seemed to be Xi Tu’s bald man.

The Western Land, that is the place of Buddhism, is what people in the secular world often call the Western Paradise. Only people in the world of cultivation know that there is no such thing as the Paradise in the West. It is only in order to win over believers that Buddhism describes the West as a paradise without A perfect world where there is no pain, no disputes, and everyone is kind.

In the final analysis, it is just a means for Buddhism to spread its teachings in the world.

It depicts a beautiful world that does not exist at all to the world, making people believe that this world exists, and giving them a kind of spiritual sustenance.

"Little turtle...it turns out you are here..."

The sound seemed very far away, as if it came down from the nine heavens, and was vast and pervasive between heaven and earth. A white figure appeared in the western sky.

"Shh!"

The Demon Lord of Six Paths, Demon Lord Huang Long, the middle-aged scribe, the old Taoist Ku Rong, and the four semi-god-level masters all turned around and looked towards the western sky the moment the figure appeared.

"Who is that? Why is Old Turtle so afraid of him?" Gu Fei also noticed something strange in the western sky, and was extremely shocked. He really couldn't believe that there was someone in this world that Old Turtle, a peerless monster, was also afraid of.

After the old turtle saw the man, his body shook again, and his mind was shocked. He could not fully use the power of the inner world. The shrine, which had been swallowed up by nearly half of the inner world, sank downwards again.

"Haha... little turtle... don't run away anymore, just be my mount!" came the childish voice of a young monk wearing moon-white robes with red lips and white teeth.

In the little monk's right hand, he held a purple gold alms bowl, and he was walking in the void, without any escaping light, and the clouds were light and the wind was gentle.

In a few steps, the little monk came close, and it was not seen how fast he moved, as if he had shrunk into an inch and traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in one step.

"Oh!" The old turtle put away the inner world, then turned around and ran away. He didn't want the palace below.

Everyone could not help but be stunned, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground. Unexpectedly, Old Turtle, who controlled the inner world and was considered the most invincible among demigods, would actually escape.

(End of this chapter)