I Honor

: Six Paths of the Heart

Lan Jingtian looked around, and found that there was only one road here, without forks, and came along the way. He had also carefully sensed whether the power of the earth was harmonious and natural, and found no other secret passages. In other words, the warriors of the Golden Tent The shaman of the Longevity Cult had either not entered the magic land at all, or had already entered the stone gate.

Jiuyou, the birthplace of evil spirits in the legend, there are born evil gods, and there is the lord of the netherworld. Move a thousand catties, gain the strength to destroy cities and rivers and shake the earth, and even be eroded by the outer world, gradually become enchanted and degenerate, and lose his sanity. Thinking of this, Lan Jingtian shrinks back a little. Children cry at night.

At this time, Gao Qianyuan said lightly: “Only when you enter this gate can you be considered a demon land.”

After entering this door, Motu Lan was shocked a little. Indeed, along the way, in addition to the growing chill, the dark and dark green mist became thicker and thicker, and there was more and more dark red and almost black plasma in the soil, and There are no other characteristics of magic soil, such as ghosts, such as foul air, such as a slightly mutated vitality sea.

It seems that the Longevity Sect and the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death specially built the Shimen to isolate the demonic land from the normal world. Lan Jingtian suddenly realized, and at the same time, he was deeply puzzled. The nine-fingered blue-blooded man seemed to know this place better than himself. Arrived captives belong to a higher level

While thinking about it, Lan Jingtian showed a sinister smile, it is good to have a “door”, isn’t Crazy Saber going to “drive” the two of them to explore the way? After passing through the stone gate, he will close it. If he doesn’t chase after him, he will definitely lose both of himself If he hastily approached him, he would lose the aura of calmly oppressing and looking down on him, and would no longer be intimidating.

He stretched out his right hand, as if catching a dragon, and pulled back suddenly. The invisible force pulled the stone door open slowly, and even the void seemed to bend. The dim light followed.

Zhazaza, the stone door opened heavily, and the cold air rushed in, and a little bit of ice crystals floated in the air. It made Lan Jingtian feel like his blood was stagnating and about to freeze.

In his induction, the skin of the nine-fingered blue-blooded Gao Qianyuan became translucent, shining with a clear blue light, as if it was about to condense into ice, so he smiled slightly. He stepped into the stone gate with his head held high.

In Gao Qianyuan’s bloodline, a tiny and invisible sword energy burst forth, shattering the ice, regaining the power of action, and following in.

As soon as they passed the stone gate, the two of them turned around at the same time, or pulling or pulling, trying to close the gate and isolate the oppression of the “crazy knife” Su Meng.

Zha Shimen rubbed back and forth, as if being held by an invisible hand. No matter how hard the two of them tried, they could only vibrate and tremble within a small range.

“The Power of Yuan Magnetic” Gao Qianyuan and Lan Jingtian themselves also felt the terrifying attraction.

The former is not an ordinary person’s structure, while the latter has refined many natural materials and earth treasures, and has already changed his physique, so he has a clear sense of the power of Yuan Magnetic.

Lan Jingtian’s eyes widened, and he pulled Shimen with all his strength. The surrounding void seemed to be bent into a ball, pitch black, and Gao Qianyuan’s sword energy was invisible, phaseless, and yin and yang, ready to perform the realm that isolated the magnetic field.

Two people have a clear division of laborindeed. He vowed to create trouble for “Crazy Saber” Su Meng and prevent him from accumulating momentum.

Two months have passed since the battle between good and evil, and various news have sprung up and spread vigorously. Naturally, Lan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan had heard about Meng Qi beheading the crying old man with a single sword. He was unparalleled in his ability to “stick to cause and effect”. He had quasi-dharma body combat power, half-step dharma body, and the capture of Hasullah alive among many masters. They were very wary of him. Facing a rare enemy in life.

Suddenly, the power of Yuan Magnetic changed. Under the joint efforts of Lan Jingtian and Meng Qi, Shimen slammed into the “door frame” with an unstoppable momentum and speed.

Although the slamming stone gate was protected by the forbidden law, it had already exceeded the limit it could bear. It quickly cracked and collapsed into piles, and then was frozen by the cold, forming layers of frost.

Lan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan couldn’t help but look at each other. They were too afraid of “Mad Saber” Su Meng, and were oppressed by him step by step, so that they were led by the nose. Did not respond.

At this time, at the edge of the two people’s induction, the exuberant energy and blood like a scorching sun are still rolling into the sky, and the blade is cold, stinging the primordial spirit.

What a “Crazy Saber” Su Meng can’t go on like this anymore. Both of them are masters for many years, forcibly suppressing all kinds of unnecessary emotions. Qingming Lingtai, the body and mind are between relaxation and non-relaxation. They seem to have forgotten that there is a “Crazy Saber” behind them. Su Meng’s oppression turned to look at the “Magic Soil”.

The left, right and front are covered by a miserable green mist that is almost frozen. The spirit cannot spread for more than a hundred feet. The ground is completely black, like layers of blood clots accumulated for thousands of years, and a layer of ice that is extremely smooth floats on it. Green moss with eyes, nose and mouth, giggling moss

Jiuyou has been hidden for more than 100,000 years, and the inheritance of the main world has been broken several times. Lan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan only know the most famous things in it, and they don’t recognize this weird moss. It was found that it can emit a colorless and odorless gas, which makes people hallucinate, unable to lock the vitality, and is quietly sucked by it, and gradually withers and dies.

The two masters seem to have relaxed, but they are actually on high alert. Once there is a slight crisis, they can immediately burst into strength, just like “a feather cannot be added, and mosquitoes cannot fall” when one is enlightened. , tearing the dark green moss apart.

Cautiously walking forward for a while, Lan Jingtian suddenly heard the crisp sound of “Gaba Gaba”, as if someone was chewing a bone.

He subconsciously looked at Gao Qianyuan, and found that the other party also had a dignified expression. He realized that it was not his illusion, so he put one hand on his side and the other on his chest, ready to go, and walked towards the voice.

This may lead to the whereabouts of the Warriors of the Golden Horde and the Shaman of the Longevity Cult

The mist parted, and the thick smell of blood rushed into the nostrils of the two.

As far as the eye can see, at the place where the strange rocks are in front of him, there is a man dressed as a shaman of the Changsheng sect sitting next to him, covered in blood and with a bulging belly.

Pulled by Qi, the longevity shaman turned his head to look at the two of them, his eyes were full of greed and his expression was dull.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up into a dull smile, and then he tore off his ear with force with his right hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and made a crisp sound, gobbling it voraciously.

His left hand, his legs, his lips. The muscles and bones in his chest were all gone, bloody and bloody, as if he had eaten them all by himself. It turned into a bloated stomach, but the hunger did not ease.

“Hungry ghost possessed” Gao Qianyuan squinted his eyes.

Lan Jingtian became more and more vigilant. This longevity shaman is not weak, and he is only one step away from becoming a master. Why is the hungry ghost so powerful?

load. The Longevity Sect shaman flew up and rushed towards the two of them full of greed. Lan Jingtian slapped him with his palm, his body was torn apart strangely, and still intact lips, legs and internal organs flew out of his stomach.

“It should be that there is a problem with the Nether Demon Formation of the Impermanence Sect and the Longevity Sect. They did not close the gap in the Nine Nethers in time, allowing some evil spirits to escape.” Gao Qianyuan looked at the twitching corpse, but found no “hungry” The ghost is leaving,” said “guessing”.

Lan Jingtian purposely snorted coldly: “Sneaky, sneaky. It doesn’t seem to be a powerful evil spirit. It just happens to be a trophy and a precious weapon.”

The surroundings returned to silence, and there was no more sound.

“Going forward, maybe we can find something unique to Jiuyou.” Gao Qianyuan thought to himself that with the sword Gu talisman in hand, it would not be a problem to escape without encountering the Dharma Body, and suggested to go further.

His eyes were a little scorching hot, as if he was full of longing for something unique to Jiuyou.

Lan Jingtian distanced himself slightly from him, and followed him in depth, noncommittal.

The more we walked, the colder it became. Even the fog seemed to freeze, and the two had to do their best to dig out a passage.

Clap clap, clap clap. There was another voice from the front, and the two of them lifted their spirits while being alert, and moved around in an arc, one to the left and the other to the right.

Papapa is another man with the appearance of a shaman of the longevity religion holding a saber in his hand, digging tirelessly in the ground, as if trying to dig a passage. The passage to Jiuyou.

The hole dug in front of him was a hundred feet deep, and a layer of bloody yellow floated at the bottom, as if groundwater was about to gush out.

“Water of the Yellow Spring” Gao Qianyuan took a step forward, his body disintegrated at the same time as the law, and merged into the slightly mutated sea of ​​vitality, rushing to the layer of blood yellow from all directions.

Lan was shockedBacking away, he felt that everything was abnormal, at this moment, another Lan Jingtian appeared in front of him, dirty and covered in mud, but there was no vicious look between his brows.

The “evil ghost” Lan Jingtian was extremely calm, unable to think of a single thought, he slapped out with his right hand, hitting the left chest of the “Lan Jingtian” who had transformed.

With a click, the “Evil Ghost”‘s left chest was deeply sunken, and his ribs were broken, but Lan Jingtian also felt a severe pain in his chest.

The palm seemed to hit him

How could it be like this? Lan Jingtian forcibly did not think a single thought, did not panic, and dodged the evil ghost that had transformed. He stomped hard with his left foot, and the earth shook, cracking the gaps in the roads, allowing the evil ghosts to fall in, and then close together.

Hehe laughter came, Lan Jingtian didn’t need to look back, but also saw “myself”.

He changed several methods in succession, and even let the “evil ghost” pounce on him, but nothing happened except for being injured.

Gradually, the shadow of death enveloped his heart, making him unable to keep calm anymore.

At this moment, a pair of black fast boots and a long knife like a huge wound appeared in his sight.

“Crazy Saber Su Meng” Lan Jingtian muttered to himself, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, no matter whether the two sides were still hostile just now.

“Come out.” He heard Meng Qi’s steady voice.

“That’s right, there are very few people who can resist the six big handprints of this seat.” A flat voice sounded.

Lan Jingtian looked back, and saw in the distance a majestic stone bench tens of feet high, on which sat a “giant”, wearing a black robe, resting his jaw on his right hand, with no nostrils, mouth, and ears on his face. Only one eye divided into six colors.

Not far away, the shaman of the Longevity Sect was still digging hard. Gao Qianyuan had a talisman swirling around his body, and his eyes were slightly dull.

“Six Dao Mahamudra” Meng Qi raised his eyebrows.

“Greedy and unrestrained are hungry ghosts, vicious and resentful can’t be dispelled, they will fall into hell, the six realms are not in the nine worlds, only the human heart remains.” The hundred-foot-tall demon said with a smile, “This seat is under the seat of the Son of Heaven Six Heavenly Demons.”

Compared with the Heavenly Demon of the Six Paths and the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Meng Qi suddenly felt that the opponent was very inferior, resisted the urge to slander, and said calmly: “The Son of Heaven”

This is the evil god who turned his back on the devil.

“Changshengtian is one of the incarnations of the Great Zizai Emperor. Daman colluded with the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death, and tried to wake up the sleeping Dazizai with the help of the ghostly evil god formation. Unfortunately, he and Changshengtian fell at the same time, and it was difficult to continue. The previous shamans inherited him. Will, hold a ceremony here, but only this seat can be summoned.” The Six Heavenly Demons laughed and said, not minding the bottom line at all, I don’t know what they are thinking. To be continued.

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