It's raining.

With a few breaths, the world was unable to separate, and my eyes were filled with dim rain and the bright and dazzling, burning tree.

The emperor's body was stiff and he did not see his superiors coming.

Only the spirits in the turbulent rain were sneering.

A certain force pressed on them and drove the two emperors from a high altitude into the ground. Because the heavy rain suddenly came, the land was covered with mud. The emperor knelt in the mud, his face that was high above was tightly pressed against the mud.

The mountains seemed to wake up from heavy rain, and the rain that blurred the world and blocked the crack. The supreme will in the crack could not be successfully descended onto the three-inch statue. The two emperors' bodies kneeling in the muddy land were no longer stiff and trembling.

When the world dim, only trees always burn.

The golden flames of the tree lit up the entrenched dragon figure. He soothed, his scales clasped, enjoying the heavy rain, playing a beat that symbolizes death.

Dozens of arms connecting to the sky lifted up the ancient tree. The trees were burning, and dragon-shaped creatures entrenched with their heads. Human figures standing on the boat in the cracks under the rain curtain and stared at each other. Both were silent, with only the gathering of storms.

This scene is like an oil painting.

The ancient demons crawled on the ground, and their heads slammed heavily on the ground.

They originally watched the fight between the dragon and the Rakshasa with the idea of ​​gaining profits, but this was not a fight, but a one-sided slaughter! When they realized that they could not continue to let the dragon go, the pale and ferocious tiger held the emperor's sword and killed them to pieces. The most powerful and supreme aura in the world is a poisonous thing that will die when touched by ghosts and monsters.

Even the ancient demons would not feel uncomfortable carrying this kind of aura.

The pale and ferocious tigers suppressed them until the evil tree was uprooted, and under the golden flames, they announced the return of the Taihang God!

The breath of mountains stretches out like waking up from a dream.

The demons were broken by some incredible force, lowered their heads, and knelt down at the tree with the fierce tiger holding a sword. She stood on a hill and bowed to the red dragon with its head held high and arrow-shaped arrows.

Under the rain, the figure on the boat finally spoke.

The tone was very peaceful, as if he was not here to fight but to meet his old friend.

"Yuchai Shunde."

"I have never seen this jade hand of fortune for thousands of years. How is she doing?" The figure seemed to be unquestionable why the creatures in this world possessed the magical powers of the ancestors of Jiuzhou. He just asked simply, naturally, as if he was asking you if you had dinner.

"Not very good." Chi Jiao replied.

"The Dharma body was broken, and there was one missing from the True Yi Bone Image."

Their conversation was unblocked, and the creatures nearby could hear it clearly.

Some creatures have only a slight understanding of what they are talking about, but some creatures are so shocked that their breathing is approaching stagnation, and the blood in their bodies is warm.

The demons and the two emperors, after this, their brains crashed in an instant, and countless messy thoughts were in chaos and wanton in their minds.

What does it mean to break the Dharma body? There is still one true bone statue missing?

Yuchai Shunde, an unshakable person among the ancestors. Only those same monsters in the same realm can match it. That is the ancestor of the Nine Souls! Listening to the tone of the dragon, it is as if he forced Master Yuchai Shunde to such a state. But when he was in Jiuzhou, Yuchai Shunde could even compete with the saints. How could he be broken by a red dragon in the Yangshen realm?

"It's so impulsive." The figure standing in the boat shook his head.

"But since Yuchai Shunde has broken his Dharma body and wants to kill you, there is naturally her reason, which proves that you have this value. You are still entrenched in the blood I planted to look at me, aren't you afraid that I will give you another chance?" The figure chuckled.

"I might be able to do it more carefully than what she did, so that you will never have a way to survive under the Dharma body."

"Do you dare to bet?" asked the dragon entrenched in ancient trees.

"Betting that I will die, it's better if you are crushed to death by Taihang first."

If a creature in the true first realm wants to cross the boundary at this time, losing his Dharma body is the lowest price.

Just like Yuchai Shunde on the Yellow River, he used his Dharma body to break down with just one blow, and he could only be recast, without any possibility of repair. But this is Taihang Mountain, his hometown. If creatures in the True Realm want to cross the border here, they may not have time to make that attack, and will be wiped out by the rules of the present world first.

"It's quite interesting." said the figure, "But you can't imprison this consciousness for how long, after all, it's just a few rays of souls that have descended to the bone image."

"The bone statue worship has been in this world for some time, which is enough to reveal some of my methods."

"It seems that it is not unacceptable to me that you will die if you lose a bone statue and a few strands of souls. Don't you think that the bone statue of Zhenyi, who has broken the Dharma body, can be compared with a complete ancestor, right?"

After the figure said that, the heavy rain fell.

The heavy rain covered the cracks, and boats and illusory rivers were no longer visible in the sky.

Through the barrier of the world, the figure lies back into the boat. The river flow has already stopped. He is waiting for the day when the imprisonment is over, which is when he arrives. Suddenly, he remembers that he seems to have forgotten something, and thinks for a moment, oh, probably forgot those trembling disciples.

Forget it, the disciples who can't do this well should give sacrifices.

Let the dragon beat the teeth and sacrifice not give him the care and encouragement as a senior.

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The figure disappeared, and the two emperors and the demons crawling among the mountains trembled.

No matter what happened later, they are now dead.

No matter what means it is used, it is enough to compete with Master Yuchai Shunde that can leave an indelible shadow in the hearts of these ancient monks.

The ancient wood that burned red copper bones hangs down from the surface, and he has not burned the evil spirits of Rakshasa.

This is a long process.

The unknown ancestor was a creature with the same level as Yuchai Shunde. Even if the Taihang Mountain blocked the road of its arrival, he still swore to return. Li Xi'an's heart was not heavy. He returned to Taihang like a dragon entering the river and sea. On this land, he was not afraid of any creature, especially the ancient monks who came across the border.

But first, Li Xi'an needs to clean up the nest that he hadn't seen for a long time.

I can't stand it in my eyes.

The red dragon shadow swam away from the ancient trees. The rhythm of ancient nature floated on its winding and majestic body, piercing through the thick clouds and coming to the sky.

The depressed atmosphere disappeared. Heavy rain, demons, and the dark sky were invisible because the sea of ​​clouds was under him.

The sunlight illuminates the boy's face.

The red maple leaves scattered, and the human figure dressed in a golden black robes sat casually on the fingertips of a white jade palm. The golden pupils overlooked the two emperors kneeling on the ground, and countless demons in the mountains.

So many killed that day and so many...

Tsk.

It’s not a problem, but the disgust of these ghosts and monsters has deepened.

He closed his eyes, and his breathing rhythm was united with the mountains.

The clouds spread until they enveloped the entire Taihang Mountains!

This is the recovery of Taihang, not the past!

Li Xi'an's spirit passed by rapidly, and the endless replenishment of the mountains later formed a sea of ​​spiritual energy directly on the clouds.

This mountain needs rain.
Chapter completed!