This made the young monk Shenxiu guard Chu Ci and Qingfu on the edge of the valley, while Fang Xing entered the valley with a god-knock on his back. This action attracted many people to watch. This valley was already a famous strange place outside the Demon Abyss. It was not known whether it was a blessed land or a disaster. Most of the monks gathered here wanted to see if there was a fairy fate to bump into it. However, facing this strange valley, there were not many people who could really make up their minds to go in and explore, for fear of provoking some kind of existence.

When he saw Fang Xing enter, the monks secretly praised him. No wonder he was famous in the four states, and he was really brave.

From the outside, the valley was only a hundred miles wide. The fog that rose from somewhere rolled up, covering the entire valley. After entering the valley, with his strong spiritual sense, he could only see a distance of ten feet in a radius. He was a little surprised. He had practiced the Supreme Sensation Sutra. If even he could only see a range of ten feet, wouldn't the ordinary golden elixir come in like a blind man?

The fog was a bit strange, and he had a divine heart. He looked at it with the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, but it was not a result.

The Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror can almost identify all things, but it is not omniscient and omnipotent. Now that the realm has improved, I have encountered some people who cannot be distinguished. It is said that this is a magic weapon refined by the memory of a certain immortal, which makes sense. Immortals are not knowledgeable about all things...

"There are so many powerful bans..."

After entering this valley, I took a small step forward and focused my attention.

However, he found that there were many major forbidden things in this valley. Some of them had lost their effectiveness as time passed by, but some still had terrifying power. He could only avoid it carefully and walked quietly inside...

“Huh?”

Not long after walking, suddenly the mist in front of me gathered and a big tree appeared, which was simple and vigorous. However, they were all dry and full of cavities, and under the tree, there was a skeleton sitting cross-legged and meditating, carrying an indescribable Buddha agglomeration on its body.

"Bodhi tree?"

The moment he saw this big tree, Fang Xing was secretly shocked and his eyes condensed. The big tree was the Bodhi treasure tree that the Buddha had once realized. This kind of treasure tree belongs to the same realm as the legendary Fusang divine tree. Although there are still the same kind among the mundane world, the real treasure tree with that kind of divine power has disappeared. I didn't expect to meet such a tree in this valley...

But looking at this Bodhi tree, it has become decayed and has no vitality. However, there is still a green leaf on the top of the tree.

"Good, I can't see the Buddha?"

Fang Xing's eyes straightened. He tiptoed forward, trying to reach out and touch it.

But just as he approached, his figure drove the airflow. When the breeze blew, the extremely real picture was also distorted. Then, it turned into nothingness, just an illusion, with nothing in front of him. There was nothing...

"You can't become a Buddha without overcoming the great disaster!"

The last look of the picture disappeared, Fang Xing suddenly saw the skeleton opening his eyes and talking.

"It's indeed a bit weird!"

Fang Xing frowned and continued to walk inside. At some point, his feet had turned into a red ground, wet, as if it was stained with blood, and on the side of the road, there were also strange corpses, with strange appearances, broken limbs, and a miserable scene. However, these corpses had a strong curse power, which condensed but did not disperse. Even Fang Xing dared not touch them easily. He was not ordinary now and had a great sense of knowledge. This kind of curse, let alone himself, I am afraid that even a Taoist lord level figure could not resist...

When ordinary people encounter these kinds of strange phenomena, they will inevitably turn around and leave. However, Fang Xing is brave and worried that Da Jinwu, Li Hongyi and others will grit their teeth, raise their feet high, and lightly put them down, step over the monster corpse, and walk inside. Fortunately, that kind of curse is only condensed on the monster corpse, and it will not trigger a curse without touching him, which makes his high-rise heart relax a little.

"If you don't save the people, you won't become a Buddha..."

After walking out, I didn't know how many miles away, suddenly, a sharp shout came from the front.

Fang Xing was shocked and looked up and saw a huge lotus in a purple bamboo forest ahead. On the lotus, a holy and merciful woman stood above the lotus, holding a butcher knife, killing a lot. Next to the lotus, there were countless creatures that were as different as strange corpses, who were climbing quickly and rushing to the lotus, but were killed by the woman's sword...

The holy woman was covered in blood, but her eyebrows were even more merciful.

The movements of Fang Xing walking seemed to have alarmed him. He turned to look over, his eyes faintly, as if he had a little relief.

But at this moment, the scene began to shake, like water patterns, purple bamboo forest, lotus and those strange corpses began to twist and then disappeared. These were clearly real scenes. Fang Xing could even smell a strong smell of blood, but as the void swept, everything began to disappear in front of him like a mirror flower, water moon, like mist transformed into...

"This is another move?"

Fang Xing gritted his teeth, but made a bold decision.

He felt that the pictures he saw were all real, but also vain and elusive.

This unpredictable feeling made him feel very uncomfortable. He had the phantom under the Bodhi tree as his experience. This time, before the scene disappeared, he immediately made a decision. He quickly took out a small tripod from behind him. He waved in the air and turned into the size of a mountain. Then he held the Fengshan tripod inverted, like a bowl, and quickly rode it to the ground...

At this time, the picture had not disappeared. There were countless monster corpses with terrifying curses on the ground. He took at least three or four of them into the Fengshan tripod. Although the monster corpses had terrifying curses, he did not have direct contact, but he could not hurt him for a moment. Even if it was slightly overflowing, it was suppressed by the powerful force on the Fengshan tripod and could not disperse.

His action shocked the holy women and the strange creatures in the purple bamboo forest. He seemed to have never expected him to be so bold, but this also alarmed them. The strange creatures roared silently and were about to rush towards him...

Fang Xing was so scared that he took a step back. When he looked again, he saw that the strange creatures had disappeared before they rushed over.

He hurriedly opened it into the cauldron and found that the three monster corpses in the cauldron were still there, so he felt a little relieved.

"Let's go back and find Shenxiu to study it!"

Fang Xing pasted countless talismans on the mouth of the tripod to ensure that the breath inside would not be leaked out casually. Then he turned the Fengshan tripod into a pocket and continued to move forward. However, he also muttered more and more. After entering the valley, the pictures he saw were more and more real, and strange. At first, he thought that this was an image left by a powerful man, but after using the Fengshan tripod to leave three strange corpses, he no longer thought so. If it were a phantom, the Fengshan tripod would not be able to keep anything...

Now the strange corpse in the cauldron is proof that these pictures are all true!

"The immortal touched my head, and gave me the immortality..."

"Guaguaguagua. I'll go to your uncle's sword of immortality. Do you want to make trouble? Master Jin, I'll fight with you..."

Just as Fang Xingzheng was concentrating on his mind, a sudden scolding came from the front. One of them was the voice of the Big Golden Crow. This surprised him very much and rushed forward. Soon, he passed through the thick fog and saw a big battle ahead. The Big Golden Crow was fighting fiercely with three monks wearing white robes, holding white jade swords, and wearing a ghost-faced mask. The three of them were extremely powerful, and the three sword lights were almost like dragons. They were almost storming, slandering the Big Golden Crow and cursing.

"Don't panic, the prince will help you..."

Suddenly, another loud roar sounded, and Li Ying and others rushed over and shouted for help.

But the fog around him also gathered and scattered, and a group of white robes, white swords, and ghost-faced monks jumped out of the void. The swordsman was ruthless and violent, scattering Li Ying and others. The group of white robes had extremely strange actions, and seemed to be born for killing people. It was very similar to Fang Xing's method of pinching and covering his eyes. It also seemed to be integrated into the Five Elements Escape Technique, which could hide in the surrounding rocks, trees, water flow, wind and fire, and suddenly appeared and suddenly hidden. Under the rushing, it was extremely difficult to resist. Jinwu and others were seriously injured.

"laugh!"

Wang Qiong, in the fierce battle, and the two wheels of Fenghuo cut a monk who had escaped from the fog into three pieces, but before he could recover the two wheels, a long sword suddenly poked out in the void behind her, directly piercing her back and forth, and lifting her into the air. Then, three or four white iron chains poked over, tied her tightly and pulled her straight into the thick fog.

The monk who stabbed her with a sword held the long sword and floated over to Jinwu and others. His voice was clear: "If you don't worship the longevity, your life will be short, and your boundless killing will be supernatural powers! Fellow Taoists, some people have spent a lot of money to buy your longevity talismans and cut under the four formations. How can you have a way of life based on your cultivation? It's better to go on the road as soon as possible to resolve the cause and effect of this life and escape into the cycle of reincarnation!"

He also joined the battle group, including the Great Golden Crow and others, and was immediately extremely dangerous and could no longer resist it.

This group of men in white have no idea of ​​their identity and origin, but their cultivation is not necessarily high, but they act ruthlessly, as if they are dedicated to practicing the way of killing. There are many people, no less than dozens of them. In conjunction with their formation and the elusive escape technique, the Big Golden Crow, Li Hongyi, Han Ying, Li Ying and others, they have been divided. Even if they fight fiercely, they have been injured and unable to support them...

"Ommomi is coaxing..."

At this moment of despair, at the end of the valley, the fog suddenly dissipated, and an ancient temple suddenly appeared. It was a group of temples that occupied countless peaks. The spirit cranes were flying, the green pines and cypresses were lingering, and the sounds of the Sanskrit were roaming. As the ancient temple appeared, only the bells in the temple were heard. The temple gate suddenly opened, as if a road was opened in front of Da Jinwu and others.

"Go into the temple first..."

When Da Jinwu and others suddenly saw this place, they had no choice but to rush into the temple without hesitation.

"Who can escape from the immortal talisman?"

Behind them, the group of white-robed men were surprised, shouted loudly, and rushed to chase them.

"Damn, who dares to chase my brother?"

Fang Xing was at this time and was almost approaching. It was strange that when he was very far away, he had already seen this scene. It seemed to be a few feet away. However, after chasing him so hard, he ran a cup of tea before he came to them. Seeing that Jinwu and others were in crisis, he could not care about anything else. Luo Shengong rolled up a talisman and rushed into the air.

boom!

The void exploded, the air flow rolled, and all the scenes dissipated at the same time, leaving only thick fog, which was unstable.

All of them disappeared at this time.

"As before, is it an hallucination?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment and rushed forward. In front of him, he saw a wild grass, withered and silent. There were neither Da Jinwu and others fighting, nor the white-robed swordsmen who were chasing them, nor the ancient temple that appeared in a critical moment and took them away. Everything was like the things he had just seen, all of which were illusions condensed by fog, not real.

But in shock, he suddenly glanced at him, but at the bottom of the valley, he found a bloody golden feather. (To be continued.)
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