Queen Yan and Little Ginseng Guo stood on the crater of the volcano, looking at the large flow of lava splashed by Zhuge Buliang when he fell into it. Little Ginseng Guo said: "Can this kid return to the prehistoric fairyland after entering Kyushu? Look at him.
It means that he seems to know another way to the fairyland."
"It is naturally much better for him to be alone." Queen Yan sighed: "But I am different from the Ghost King, and we are both ghost cultivators. We want to enter the fairyland without being affected by the laws of that world.
If you are disturbed, you can only enter the path of reincarnation first to receive baptism and transform your soul power into another energy form."
The little ginseng fruit sat down on the beautiful queen's towering breasts and said with a smile: "This boy's cultivation is actually progressing very fast. I really don't know what state he will be in when we meet again next time."
The rolling magma surrounded Zhuge Buliang, who built a spiritual light curtain outside his body to block the magma. The magma here is much hotter than ordinary volcanoes. And it is just as the Yan Queen said,
Every time you go deeper, the intensity of the magma will double.
Zhuge Buliang sank slowly, seven purple stars flew out from above his head, and a Beidou light curtain fell to protect him.[
Gradually, Zhuge Buliang frowned. He didn't know how deep the bottom of the volcano was. He felt that he had been sinking for about two days and still couldn't find the bottom. Moreover, the magma here had turned dark red.
, the intensity of heat is more than ten times higher than that of the upper layer.
"Uncle, this is the bottom of the hole," Zhuge Buliang said bitterly.
After another two days, the surrounding magma has turned into deep purple, and the hot corrosiveness has greatly increased. Fortunately, Zhuge Buliang is a seven-star treasure body, guarded by seven divine caves. Ordinary cultivators would be afraid to enter here.
It was melted into juice on the spot.
I don't know how much time passed, but the surrounding magma had almost turned black. At this time, even Zhuge Buliang couldn't hold on anymore. This may be the place that the King of Ghosts did not dare to go deep into as Queen Yan said.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang felt a strange movement in his body, and a broken knife handle flew out from it, floating above Zhuge Buliang's head, humming softly.
"It?" Zhuge Buliang was stunned.
Immediately, the broken hilt suddenly burst out with a burst of green light, flying towards the depths of the black magma like a meteor. Zhuge Buliang stretched out his hand to grab the broken hilt, but the broken hilt was like
It avoided like a spiritual snake and flew straight into the depths of the magma.
Zhuge Buliang's heart moved and he quickly followed. After walking through the magma for about ten minutes, the broken handle of the knife stopped. At the same time, Zhuge Buliang also reached the bottom of the magma. Only the broken handle was seen.
The handle of the knife actually fell next to a black altar.
"Altar!" Zhuge Buliang was shocked to see an altar in such a place.
This black altar has been buried in magma for who knows how many years. It has been so long, but the altar shows no sign of melting.
And on the top of the black altar, there is a broken knife stuck diagonally. The handle of the broken knife has been cut off in seven different ways. It is stained with rust and has many broken places.
At this time, the broken hilt of the knife was flying around the altar, humming gently. And the broken knife on the altar seemed to resonate with the broken hilt, and it also hummed and trembled, driving the entire altar to follow.
Trembling.
"This broken hilt must be part of this broken knife." Zhuge Buliang's eyes were dazzling and he said: "There are no other creatures in this crater. Could it be that it is just to suppress this broken knife?"
Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but become more curious and walked to the edge of the altar. His spiritual consciousness flew out from his eyebrows and scanned the black altar. His thick eyebrows frowned slightly and said: "There are seals around the altar, but
It is already very weak, as if someone had destroyed most of it before."
Zhuge Buliang's first instinct was that it was the monkey skull, because only monkey skulls had been here before.
Looking at the broken knife stuck diagonally on the altar, and the broken handle of the knife flying around the altar, Zhuge Buliang gritted his teeth, and the brick appeared in his hand, and the dazzling golden light bloomed on the brick, and the dragon on the brick appeared
The texture seems to be alive and shining.
The brick was shaken in Zhuge Buliang's hand, transforming into a sky monument, and he slapped it hard towards the altar.
"Buzz!"
As if sensing the approaching danger, mysterious formations appeared around the altar, and a cyan light curtain was propped up, wrapping the altar.[
"Bang!"
The bricks hit the altar, and the light shield protecting the altar shook violently, and the surrounding magma also rolled. A powerful momentum rushed back, and Zhuge Buliang groaned, and his body flew upside down uncontrollably.
He walked hundreds of meters away. Even though his seven-star treasure body was powerful, the energy and blood in his body still surged.
"My uncle, no, it's just that the broken seal is so powerful." Zhuge Buliang shrank his neck angrily, clenched the brick in his hand, and struck it again.
"Bang!"
There was another muffled sound, and Zhuge Buliang flew out again. But this time, the light shield protecting the altar was much dimmed. This strengthened Zhuge Buliang's confidence.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After bombarding it for more than ten times, finally, a crack appeared on the mask, and the crack spread quickly, covering the entire mask like a spider web.
Zhuge Buliang's face was filled with joy. He calmed down the boiling blood in his body a little, and was secretly shocked at the same time. His attack just now activated Taiwu Heart Sutra and Longxuan Jin at the same time, and now he has reached the peak of Longxuan Jin.
A brick would break most of the body even if a cultivator in the Dharma Taixu realm was hit. But it took seventeen times for the seal to show signs of being broken.
And this is just a broken seal.
"boom!"
Under Zhuge Buliang's last bombardment, the mask finally couldn't hold on, and a "click" sound sounded. The mask fell like glass, withered pieces, and then was completely corroded by the surrounding black magma.
And almost at the same time, the black altar began to tremble violently, as if it was about to rise from the ground. The broken knife stuck sideways on the altar shook crazily, and there was a sound of wind and thunder. Accompanied by "clanging"
"With a sound, the broken knife flew directly from the altar. The green halo enveloped the broken knife and danced like a blue dragon.
And the broken handle of the knife quickly moved forward and fit together with the broken knife. As expected by Zhuge Buliang, the broken handle of the knife and the broken knife were one and the same.
"Buzz buzz~~"
At this moment, the broken knife has basically been restored to its original state. Except for some broken parts on the handle, it has almost returned to its original appearance. There seems to be a green dragon's head sucking on the blade, and the handle of the knife, which is more than two meters long, is covered by a
The green dragon body is wrapped around, and the whole body emits a faint green light.
"It can't be the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, right?" Zhuge Buliang smacked his lips and pondered.
At this time, a strange scene appeared in front of Zhuge Buliang. On the Qinglong Sword, beams of light were flying, condensing into a cyan figure. This figure was not very burly, but rather fat and fat, with an astonishing feeling.
A powerful momentum burst out from this cyan figure.
"Demon power!" Zhuge Buliang's eyelids immediately twitched violently. He stared at the fat cyan figure and asked in surprise: "Could this figure be the demon ancestor?"
He clearly remembered that the phantom of the Demon Ancestor he saw in the secret realm of the Kyushu Monster Clan was also in this fat posture. At this moment, the body shape of the cyan figure in front of him and the amazing demon power it exuded
, it is most likely the Demon Ancestor. Or rather, it is a remnant left by the Demon Ancestor.
"Pa!"[
The fat cyan figure grasped the Qinglong Dao, and his tyrannical momentum exploded, causing the surrounding magma to fluctuate violently.
The fat figure danced the Green Dragon Sword, opening and closing it widely, slashing vertically and horizontally, and the ferocious sword energy came in force.
Zhuge Buliang stepped back slightly and stared at the figure wielding the Green Dragon Sword. At this moment, he recalled the words of the Little Demon Fairy. If this figure was really the remnant of the Demon Ancestor, then the Green Dragon Sword was probably the demon ancestor.
The clan’s most precious treasure is the Sky Splitting Sword.
A full half-quarter of an hour passed before the figure was discovered. Then he turned around and slashed out in the direction of the altar. A sword energy thousands of feet long flew out and struck the altar solidly.
.The black altar was split into two by the sword energy, and under the altar, there was a space crack!
"Buzz buzz~~"
The Qinglong Sword buzzed softly, and the fat figure once again turned into beams of light and penetrated into the blade. The halo on the Qinglong Sword also gradually dimmed and returned to calm.
"Could this space crack lead to Kyushu?" Zhuge Buliang said excitedly, he raised his head and glanced at the Qinglong Dao in mid-air, and approached it cautiously.
"Buzz!"
The Qinglong Sword buzzed, as if it sensed an outsider approaching.
"Uh hehe, hello, you just woke up, right? I don't mean any harm," Zhuge Buliang said sarcastically, "If you don't mind, I will take you out of here. But don't worry, I won't sleep with you."
To disturb you."
As he spoke, Zhuge Buliang cautiously approached the Qinglong Sword. This time, the Qinglong Sword did not make any movement. It was not until Zhuge Buliang held the handle that the Qinglong Sword buzzed, and a flash of blue light penetrated Zhuge
Not bright inside the body.
"Okay, one person has just left and another one has come, and my body has become a guest house." Zhuge Buliang thought depressedly.
Then, Zhuge Buliang stared at the crack in space under the altar with a solemn expression. In the crack, Zhuge Buliang felt a familiar breath in a trance.
"Kyuzhou!" The sudden feeling made Zhuge Buliang energetic. This feeling was very clear and was not an illusion.
Taking a deep breath, the seven stars above Zhuge Buliang's head once again dropped a light curtain to protect him, and then Zhuge Buliang took a step forward and stepped into the crack in space.
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