As soon as Zhan Changfeng came out of the passage, he first heard a surprised shout of "the sea has opened", followed by another shouting, followed by the sound of falling into the water. Oh my god, a group of people all jumped into the sea.
The sea water was swaying violently. It should be those true monarchs who were uniting with the masters to break the defense of the secret mansion. When Zhan Changfeng looked at the sea, there was no trace of them. He was so drunk that he found the location so accurately.
"Thousands of people in the sea are fighting for a secret palace. You two will keep an eye on them later."
Wumu and Pratyekabuddha looked at each other, feeling powerless. What happened to them?
At that time, the four true kings of the East, the West, the North, the Middle, and the Zen Master Namo, together with the thirty-six half-step magical powers and masters of life and death realms present, each used their own abilities, and worked together to break the secret palace, with overwhelming power.
The wind spread thousands of miles, setting off a submarine storm. The rocks and seaweed were crushed without a trace. Even the monks who were too close to hide suffered disasters, ranging from vomiting blood to severe limb separation.
"Don't retreat, apply more force, success or failure depends on this!" Dongwu Zhenjun gritted his teeth, the outer layer of defense of the secret palace had cracked, and the astonishing spiritual power leaked out from inside, there is no doubt that
, there must be some wonderful and precious treasures inside!
Dozens of masters worked harder and harder, trying to support the gap in the hope of tearing it even wider. At that moment, a group of people rushed in, with the shadow of guns, the light of swords, the magic of flames, the power of ferocious weapons, and the power of weapons.
Exploded, the seam was immediately pierced into a hole, and he suddenly entered.
The monks had no time to guess who they were, for fear of being one step behind and losing their chance, they rushed to break into the secret palace first. Thousands of monks who were watching from a distance saw that the true king and the realm of life and death had entered, and they rushed in with all their strength.
Suddenly, three or four screams rang out, hoarse beast roars, and blood flowed on the stone steps of the secret mansion, causing those who had not yet had time to step in to hesitate and panic.
"It's the guardian beast!"
"What a terrible pressure!"
Zhan Changfeng and Wumu Yuanjue landed in front of the secret mansion, where the unique spiritual power of the spiritual plant treasures and the pressure of the ferocious beasts were intertwined, as if a new dangerous space had been formed.
"Take care, you two." Zhan Changfeng was mindful of those drunkards and entered the secret mansion first.
The secret palace covers an area of three hundred miles, with numerous palaces and palaces inside, fairy and spiritual trees growing freely, and ferocious beasts showing off their power.
This group of monks came in, like locusts crossing the border, digging up everything they could, including the roots and soil. At the same time, they were busy resisting the ferocious beasts, and the ground was covered with blood layer after layer.
Zhan Changfeng walked around the minced meat on the ground, looking for traces of Jiang Jinjiu and others, while walking inward along the central axis.
In a general building layout, the palaces on the central axis have great symbolic significance. As she walked past, the doors of each palace were open, and the inside was in a mess, and the scene was clearly looted, like a treasure hunt.
In all kinds of things, what matters is not degree.
Zhan Changfeng swayed and appeared in front of the main hall in an instant. The main hall was majestic and formidable, with a mysterious aura flowing from the inside to the outside. It was like a heavy stone weighing on her heart. When she entered the hall, she saw the five islands of magical power and all the masters of the life and death realm.
All are there.
There is no east, no west, no north, no center, no center. The True Lord closed his eyes tightly and stood on the golden steps in front of him. A gray-patterned stone hung above it. It was also the source of the mysterious breath.
Zen Master Namo stood aside, looking like he was not fighting or taking any action.
There were also twelve golden pillars in the temple, which sealed n and treasures, but it was not easy to get them. She saw Liu Fuyi, Gu Hanxing and others standing blankly beside the golden pillars, as if they were undergoing some test.
Gu Hanxing was already in this palace. Although Jiang Jinjiu and others were not there, she found traces of them. They were fine for the time being. She focused on the gray patterned stone. Wu Mu beside her sighed, "It turns out to be a natural enlightenment stone.
, I’ll give it a try.”
Pratyekabuddha also said, "Amitabha and the young monk are also here."
The natural Enlightenment Stone is born with the truth of the Great Way. It is an excellent way to realize the Great Way. Looking at the spiritual power of this Enlightenment Stone, I am afraid that it contains the principles and laws. All monks who see it will be moved.
Zhan Changfeng is no exception.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Dali from Dongwu Island stopped in front of them and shouted, "Where did the barbarians come from? Even Senior Zhenjun dares to rush forward at will!"
Xi Wu Dao smiled confusedly, hiding the needle in the cotton, "The golden steps are only nine steps, how can there be so many people standing there, other friends who want to give it a try, please wait, do you think it is right?"
The five major islands governed Li Hai together and shared the same hatred. After Gou Huo spoke, they all gathered together and blocked the golden steps. Other Li Hai monks did not dare to compete with him, either looking for other treasures or watching from the sidelines.
Itsuki said coldly as if he was used to it, "When I travel to various walks of life, I often encounter people who are aggressive and powerful, but I always end up with nothing good."
"Fellow Taoist, don't tell the truth. Our elders are still here." Yuanjue lowered his eyebrows and tried to persuade him, "Why don't we take a step back, find someone who can speak human words, and then discuss it carefully."
Zhao Dali was so angry that he did not dare to question Zen Master Nawu, so he said to his eldest disciple, "Master Sanshi, Nanwu Temple has very loose control over its disciples."
Monk Sanshi shook his head lightly, "This master is not from Nanmo Temple."
When Zhao Dali heard this, he immediately shouted, "Hey, where does this wild monk come from? He has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!"
Who is Yuan Jie? Before he participated in the fight in the vast universe, he was the bell-ringing boy of the Great Compassion Temple in the Holy Land. He sacrificed his life to help the world with his heart trained in the world of mortals. He became a Buddha with a Taoist heart and became one of the disciples of the Buddha in the universal Buddhist country. Anyone can be him.
A wild monk, he cannot be one.
Zen Master Namo could vaguely sense the Buddha nature of this strange monk. He didn't want Zhao Dali to say this to him, so he asked Pratyekabuddha, "Why fight with others in such a killing place?"
Pratyekabuddha asked, "Then why are you here?"
"It will come when it comes."
Yuanjue said, “Let’s fight when it’s time to fight.”
Zen Master Namo kept silent and said nothing.
This is the difference in attitude. Nanmo Temple belongs to the tantric sect of cause and effect and pays attention to fate. If he comes, he may not fight, it depends on his "fate".
Pratyekabuddha, on the other hand, belongs to the Heart Awakening Tantric sect. He was born in the world of mortals. After that, he paid more attention to his own liberation. Whether he should fight or not fight, it all depends on his own mind.
"You shouldn't argue about whether it comes or not. This is what you shouldn't argue about." Zhao Dali smiled with a cruel smile, "If you have such free time, you might as well go somewhere else!"
Wu Mu asked Zhan Changfeng, "Can these people be killed?"
She was quite considerate and considered that Zhan Changfeng wanted to establish a career in this industry and could not offend others at will, so she asked this question.
"It's not easy to kill if you don't have a dead knot." Zhan Changfeng said, "Respecting people who have no relatives and no connections as seniors is a form of cultivation, and not respecting them is normal. Moreover, only four of the nine gold levels are occupied, so there are still vacancies, so how can you say that they are full?
, I hope everyone in the Five Islands will step back, you can be arrogant in your own territory, why bother coming here to embarrass yourself."
Each of his words was more irritating than the last. How could Zhao Dali endure it any longer? He raised his palm and attacked. Zhan Changfeng randomly triggered a bolt of thunder and lightning, which instantly turned him into ashes.
It turned out that everyone who was full of anger was swept away by the remaining power, and they shouted, fled in horror, and left a circle. When their hearts were calm, they heard her say indifferently, "This way, you can kill me."
Zhan Changfeng looked at her coldly. No one dared to look at her, so she stood on the golden steps on her own.
There is something completely different about this golden staircase. As soon as you step on it, you feel like you have entered another space. An unattainable mountain appears in front of you. Looking up the stone staircase, it is gray and endless.
"I, the Righteous King, even though I was a lonely king in the wild, lived my whole life with few enemies. Now I am enthroned here, leaving behind my precious treasures during my lifetime for future generations, whoever is able can take them."
This passage is engraved on the first stone staircase.
Zhan Changfeng glanced at the high mountain and stepped up. Every step he took felt like he was carrying a thousand pounds. After only a hundred steps, he was already carrying a mountain on his back.
As a result, on the 101st step, a "she" suddenly appeared and came towards her without saying a word. Her strength was exactly the same as when she was in her prime!
An insurmountable illusion within an illusion?
Zhan Changfeng carried a heavy load and fought with "her" and defeated "her" with great force. Just as he took the 102nd step, two "shes" appeared at the same time.
The stone stairs stretch endlessly, and this is destined to be a tough battle.
Outside, Wumu and Yuanjue climbed up the golden steps after Zhan Changfeng. Some casual cultivators rushed up before the people on the five islands could react.
The five major islands were angry and anxious. If the people standing on the golden steps were not protected by inexplicable power, they would have to kick them down.
"This matter must not be forgotten. Ignoring the True Lord is an unforgivable crime! Killing my colleagues and my colleagues is worthy of death!" Li Shan, Zhao Dali's fellow disciple, was furious and indignant. "We must ask the True Lord for orders to avenge Fellow Daoist Zhao!"
Deep down in his heart, he felt that Zhao Dali deserved it. He had to show his loyalty here and cut off the opportunities of other monks. The other monks did not dare to say anything due to the majesty of the five islands, but there was something wrong in the end, giving people a sense of domineering.
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Fortunately, the other True Lords were all present and had great positions, so it was understandable that others could not be ranked with them. Gouhuo also took advantage of the situation and used "can't stand" to give him a step up.
But who knew that these three people were all tough and did not take the Five Islands and several True Lords seriously at all!
But even if Zhao Dali took the lead and acted unreasonably, and deserved to die, they could not just sit idly by and be accused of being "cold and heartless".
Maybe some people are really angry, maybe some people want to show their loyalty like Li Shan, the palace is noisy, "You're right, we want to ask the true king to make the decision for Brother Zhao Dao!"
"Even if Brother Zhao Dao has flaws in his actions, his crime will not lead to death!"
"There's nothing we can discuss, but someone must die."
One person even approached Zen Master Namo and said, "Master, you are all watching. Our five major islands are connected by the same energy, so you can't ignore it!"
"Yes, she is provoking our Five Islands!"
Zen Master Namo recited the Buddha's name in a low voice and shook his head, "When you think about good and bad luck, the consequences of good and evil have already been foreshadowed, so he can't escape."
After Zen Master Namo finished speaking, he quietly led his disciples away.
The people on the other four islands are thirsty. What do these monks mean? Are they here to pretend to be magicians?!
bite
A soul-stirring clear sound suddenly rang out, making people dizzy.
Everyone looked over and saw a soul-calming bell falling from a golden pillar and falling into a delicate hand.
Liu Fuyi played with the bell in his hand and had no other desires. He looked at the people on the golden steps and left the secret mansion calmly.
Suddenly Lord Xiwu vomited a mouthful of blood and fell down the golden steps, his face pale.
Gou Huo hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Master, where are you injured?"
"Nothing, just adjust your breathing a little bit." Zhenjun Xiwu calmed down and looked at the people above. Seeing that Dongwubeiwuzhongwudu was still above him, he smiled bitterly, "I guess I have no luck."
She put her confusion aside and said, "If you want to go up there and try it, then you can do it. What are you doing standing here?"
With that said, she went to explore other places in the Secret Mansion.
Gou Huo stared blankly at the dust in the air, and suddenly wondered whether he had misjudged the magnitude of the True Lords. They refused to allow others to approach the Golden Steps in the name of protecting their elders. In the eyes of the True Lord,
Is it like children playing house and not applauding their loyalty and filial piety?
After a while, Dongwu Zhenjun's body twitched, sweating like rain, and he suddenly opened his closed eyes, "It's so scary."
"What a pity!" He had already reached more than a thousand steps, not far from the top of the mountain!
I actually missed the treasure left by a powerful man like this!
Dongwu Zhenjun suffered from shortness of breath and chest tightness, and could not calm down for a while.
Li Shan hurriedly stepped forward to express his concern, observed his words, and saw that he was not in a good mood, so he did not immediately report the news of Zhao Dali's death. After saying a few words, he cautiously said, "Brother Zhao Dao is dead."
"Huh?" Zhenjun Dongwu looked around and couldn't find Zhao Dali's shadow, and his face was stained with anger, "Who did it!"
Who has the guts to kill his disciples!
Li Shan immediately pointed at Zhan Changfeng.
"Why?" Zhenjun Dongwu looked at Zhan Changfeng on the golden steps. There was still sweat on his face. He naturally knew what kind of struggle the soul had experienced in the illusion, but this man stood on the golden steps with his hands behind his back, slightly
He closed his eyes and thought he was meditating on something.
No sign of struggle at all.
Dongwu Zhenjun's expression is solemn, I'm afraid this person is not simple.
Li Shan knew that Zhao Dali was usually favored by the True Lord, so he did not directly criticize him, so he said angrily, "You and all the True Lords have a distinguished status. Besides, you have already occupied this small golden step, how can you still have someone else's?"
Brother Zhao asked the others to wait and come back later, but their sarcastic remarks angered Brother Zhao, and Brother Zhao took action in a moment of anger. Unfortunately, Brother Zhao died young."
Dongwu Zhenjun's eyes were unpredictable, he didn't speak, and he didn't leave. He just sat down and recuperated.
After three moments, all the new casual cultivators who came up rolled down, and one of them even went crazy. After another three breaths, Beiwu Zhenjun also walked down with a pale face, found a corner, and hurriedly tended to his internal injuries.
Zhenjun Dongwu looked at the golden steps again. There were Zhenjun Zhongwu and three strange monks on it. They were still insisting?!
In the illusion, countless thunderclouds fight together, and thousands of thunderbolts attack each other. Zhan Changfeng wields a heavy sword in one hand and the Ultimate Realm in the other. His eyes are as cold as snow. He does not care at all that he is the one who is killing him, nor does he care about the countless people under his feet.
A body exactly like hers.
She finally stood on the last step covered in blood, expecting that nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine of her would come out.