"Weakness is the original sin."
He Rulong looked at the ghosts who were howling in the seven-colored flames, and said with emotion.
It should be a dead corpse, constantly distorted and dissipated into a wisp of green smoke.
One by one, they were burned by He Rulong's bloodline fire to become nutrients for the Great Dao Yuan God to absorb.
Of course, the huge number of ghosts did not make any qualitative changes in the primordial spirit, and they didn't even feel enhanced.
These weird levels are too low, if they are ghosts of the level of the Sage, they can't even make He Rulong excited and strengthen his Yuan Shen.
The unjust spirits in the ghost mine are very unfortunate, and today they met a powerful monk.
This guy is not only powerful, but also very shamelessly wears a stone skin peeled off by the divine source.
As a result, they can't make all kinds of attacks, and they are burned to death.
It turns out that if you have the strength, you can do whatever you want.
Even if it's an abandoned magic mine that everyone avoids, it can still take off in it.
These strange things that ordinary people can't avoid, and even monks have to fear three points, are so vulnerable in front of him.
If He Rulong's fist was not big enough, it would probably fall over.
But who is the Great Monk?
If that's the case, I'm afraid he won't run into the mine if he is killed.
After all, no matter how precious the secret of the fighting word is, the "Book of Yuantian" is no longer available, and it is not as important as one's own life.
A relatively shameless person never thinks that it is a shame to slip away if he can't fight, and he doesn't think that a thrilling mouth cannon before fighting is a fear.
Fighting and retreating is a tactic, and disturbing the mind is called a strategy.
These are all cherished experiences that he has summed up over the years.
A large area of dry bones and hidden ghosts in front of them were all burned.
The ground, which had been paved with a layer of pale white, became even paler at this moment.
When ordinary people saw it, they probably preferred to take a detour rather than take a step forward.
He Rulong continued to move forward, a few miles later.
A wave of aura rushed to his face, even a little thicker than the Shaking Light Holy Land.
In the distance, there are dragons, fires and phoenixes frolicking, and there are deer and cranes dancing together.
"Pure source qi, it's a pity that the divine source can be seen and not touched."
He Rulong Sometimes, the forced tree in his heart is still very lush.
Purple Mountain can be touched, but definitely not now.
Now he is alone, and once he pokes out the big basket, he has to carry it alone.
If you can attract a group of strong people, there will be countless people who will take risks for you.
The legacy of the Emperor of the Beginningless, he was not worried.
Something so precious that no one can take it away.
It would be nice for an ordinary person to harvest some corners, but he doesn't look down on garbage.
As for the major Holy Land families snatching food from his mouth and wanting to take a piece of meat from his mouth, it depends on whether his fist agrees.
What's more, people have no beginning and are not dead!
In any case, he is the most powerful emperor in the history of the human race.
Now, I guess I'm fighting the landlord with others, right?
When he came to the place where the source qi leaked, He Rulong saw the two black holes in front of him that were like yin and yang fish blending with each other.
The two holes are bottomless, as if they had just entered the world of covering the sky and met the demon emperor's yin tomb.
One of them had a surging aura, and there was a constant flow of active qi.
The other is a surging aura, more terrifying than the sharpest sword in the world, which makes people tremble.
The two continued to draw circles, and the source qi and evil qi were intertwined into millions of sword rays, swallowing and spitting out, and cutting the void alive.
This is the miraculous power of nature, and under the action of the power of the Great Dao, it produces unparalleled lethality.
Below the Sendai realm, whoever comes will die!
He Rulong is not afraid of this, on the one hand, he is wearing Zhang Wuye's family heirloom suit.
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On the other hand, he is extremely physically strong, even under the magic of nature. made the two pitch-black holes undergo earth-shaking transformations, but he couldn't help it.
If he is at full firepower, all kinds of defenses will stack up to the limit.
Not to mention king-level figures, it is not impossible to be tough and half-saints.
Without the slightest hesitation, He Rulong took a step forward and drilled directly into the bottomless hole.
At the same time, a layer of heavy yellow armor, armed on its body.
The great monk was afraid that the stone skin suit on his body would be torn apart by the sword qi, so he put on another layer of armor forged by the essence of Xuanhuang.
The original is the original, what if it is accidentally destroyed?
Zhang Wuye must not die of distress!
Everything in the world is one thing descending from one thing.
Although the sword qi is violent, it is not enough to see it in front of the Xuanhuang Essence, which is known as the mother of all things.
He Rulong seemed to have passed through a layer of mist and came to a new world.
In front of him, there were patches of purple rocks.
Finally, we arrived at the Purple Mountain.
The right fist was clenched, and the phantom image of a statue of the god of heaven appeared behind him.
It lifted its massive head and flicked its fierce trunk.
"Boom!!"
A violent explosion resounded through the ghost mine.
If someone is outside, they will see that the mountains are trembling, and it seems that they are in danger of collapsing at any moment.
Shizhai also felt a violent tremor, and many people were caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Huge cracks spread outward from the mountains.
When I looked closely, I saw that the bare peaks looked like a delicate piece of porcelain, full of cracks.
Sweeping thousands of armies and elephants drawing fists + gods and demons immortal seals + all word secrets, the power that erupted can only be described as a brute.
The impregnable Purple Mountain, a huge passage appeared.
There was no gravel in between, because all of them were turned into powder under He Rulong's punch.
He strode towards the inside, the purple mountain had a strange property that would repair the damage over time.
If you slow down, you'll be going to punch again.
After a while, He Rulong saw the staircase cast by green jade, and at the end of the jade ladder was a portal made of white jade.
Climb the stairs and push open the jade door.
What catches your eye is a cluster of magnificent buildings, but none of them are lifeless.
It's like the Guanghan Palace on the moon in myths and legends.
The cold is biting, and the silence is terrible.
It gives people a creepy feeling.
The pavilions here are all made of jade.
Put it on the earth, a proper act of God.
Passing through the layers of Qionglou Yuyu, He Rulong came to the blood-colored stone steps.
Step by step, his head looking at the purple stone walls on both sides from time to time.
After a few moments, he found his purpose.
"God King Jiang Taixu strayed into the Demon Mountain and decided to take a look!"
There are only fifteen words, and each stroke is full of majesty, containing the Tao realm.
At first glance, it seemed as if there was a god's aura circulating, as if a god-king was standing and looking down on his subjects.
He Rulong smiled slightly and strode forward.
Time passed, and when a jade-colored corpse came into view, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Finally, it's too void to meet the legendary god king Jiang Taixu!
"Is anyone there?"
It's just that what makes people speechless is that He Rulong actually asked.
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But anyone who is a normal person probably doesn't think that there will be human beings in this strange purple mountain.
It's a pity that the great monk who has read the original book is a bug everywhere he goes.
He had simulated countless times how he should face Jiang Taixu, or how he would find him.
After thinking about it, the final decision was to get straight to the point.
Anyway, Jiang Taixu wouldn't be bored to ask him, why did he ask out loud.
A certain god king trapped in the stone wall woke up slowly.
He had thought countless times that he would die in despair in the magic mountain.
But today, what did he hear?
Human voices!
Although this person is more strange, he actually asked if there was anyone in the magic mountain.
"Shhhh Someone ......"
Jiang Taixu's eyelids twitched, and after thinking about it, he decided to reply with a word.
Don't be alarmed by the horrors and weirdness in the depths of the Magic Mountain.
I still want to pass on the nine-character secret, so that I won't cut it off in my own hands.
Of course, this partially reflective object looks quite unreliable, not like a normal person.
But does he still have a choice?
It took more than 4,000 years to come in such a living thing.
If you want to meet a reliable person, the probability of getting out of trouble is not higher than that of him.
"Huh!
There really are people. ” “......”
Jiang Tai heard the words and fell silent instantly.
It's been a long time, do you have anyone, it's just talking and playing.
"Who are you?"
"You......
Come here......
"The voice of the old man of the God King was very empty, like a big sword for several months, and it was so empty that it made the scalp tingle.
Come to think of it, no matter who has been trapped for more than 4,000 years, they will be empty!
"If you tell me to come over, I'll go over, that poor monk has no face."
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move, Jiang Taixu would have the mind to kill He Rulong.
The person who came in, what the hell is it, it can't be that God sent him in to get him.
I want to remind He Rulong that he is serious.
Just looked at He Rulong, who said no, but his body was very honest and ran over, he just rolled his eyes in the end, and did not waste the only remaining strength in his body.
"May I ask what the senior's name is, where does the family live, what kind of secret art does it have, and what are your orders?"
The attitude of the great monk was very friendly, and he called a senior.
He doesn't suffer a loss, Jiang Taixu is at least more than 4,000 years old.
He survived his twenties, of course, he can't count the time he spent in the mission world, otherwise he would definitely have to turn it over.
"Jiang Taixu ......"
"Sounds pretty empty."
He Rulong choked back all the next words that the God King wanted to say.
Your sister!
Taixu refers to the Tao, which means that the Tao is large and quiet, and it also refers to the Great Dao.
How did it get into your mouth, just to describe my body as relatively weak?!
"Don't talk nonsense......
I don't have much strength left. ......
What a state you ......?"
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"It should be considered a half-step power."
He Rulong thought about it and said truthfully.
"Weak......
It's too small to help me get out of trouble......"
The great monk is not happy to listen to this, give the poor monk 4,000 years of time, do you believe that I can blind your eyes?
"Although the poor monk is only a half-step power, it is not a problem to kill a king with one punch.
If it breaks out a little, it is not impossible to have a half-saint on the front.
If you are desperate and fight for serious injuries, even if you are a saint, you will have some certainty to resist for a while. ” “......”
After Jiang Taixu listened, his head fell into a crash.
Four thousand years have passed, are the monks of the Eastern Wilderness already so awesome?
A half-step power, a punch is a king, you are a child when you are the third order of Sendai!
You can't blame Jiang Taixu for thinking so, after all, before he strayed into the Demon Mountain, he was also a king.
As for the outburst, he can roll up his sleeves and do the demi-saint, and he can fight against the saint head-on with serious injuries.
No matter how it sounds, it looks like He Rulong, putting gold on his face.
In fact, he hasn't fully confessed yet, and spending 10,000 merit golden light ruthlessly will become even more terrifying.
Think about the strength of the abbot, the leader of the thousand-year-old temple, plus the immortal seal of the gods and demons, all the words are secret, and one step is amazing.
He Rulong at that time, how devastating the world should be.
"Too vain senior, speak.
Is it to pass on some earth-shattering secret method to the poor monks?
The poor monk was disrespectful again!
” “......”
No matter how the God King listened, the word "too empty" always revealed the deep contempt from the great monk.
He is good-tempered, and he doesn't know what's going on, and he wants to break through the wall and strangle the bald head full of ridicule in his tone.
"Tell me a secret method, and you can leave."
Jiang Taixu continued to transmit the sound, and he couldn't get out anyway.
As long as the nine-character secret is passed on to the monk in front of him who looks out of tune, even if he dies, he has no regrets.
When He Rulong heard this, he immediately became serious.
The secret of the fight is coming!
Jiang Taixu looked at He Rulong, who suddenly had a correct attitude, and the whole person instantly became very bad.
If you are profitable, you are a gentleman?
The great monk stood in place, quietly waiting.
Two hours later, a dry figure appeared on a purple rock wall.
The outline of the shadow is clear, at least not much worse than the film made by the Earth Hospital.
Among them, the bones are visible, and they are no different from skeletons.
If there is anything that can prove that Jiang Taixu is not a skeleton, it should be the long hair behind him.
A head of long hair longer than his body dragged behind his back.
It's a pity that he himself is trapped in the stone wall, otherwise he would have long hair fluttering.
Of course, a skeleton with long hair fluttering is not easy to see.
He Rulong really admired Jiang Taixu, who was immortal for four thousand years, he could only stand in place and shout a big guy six-six-six.
This kind of vitality can only be said to be worthy of the god king?
If it is said that every generation of emperors before the ancient times was the protagonist of covering the sky.
Then in Jiang Taixu's era, he is the legendary son of luck.
A Dao realm appeared, and a short but obscure mantra came into my ears.
He Rulong retracted his divergent thoughts, and the power of the Great Dao Yuan Shen poured into the hanging bead and began to analyze the mystery.
The complete mantra can naturally speed up the speed of hanging beads, allowing the great monk to comprehend at a jaw-dropping speed.
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"How?"
Jiang Taixu's voice came into He Rulong's ears, and if he replied that he hadn't learned it, then the God King would ask him to find a talented and intelligent person to pass on the secret method.
Why not the Jiang family?
It's not that the god king doesn't care about the family, as a member of the Jiang family.
He knows the style of the ancient family very well!
If He Rulong really goes, I am afraid that there will be a miserable end with no return.
No one will let the nine-character secret be passed into the hands of other sects or people.
And when the family heard the news that he was still alive, they would definitely send someone to come to the rescue, so that their strength suffered huge damage.
Nor was that what he wanted to see.
I have to say that the god king Jiang is too empty, not only can he see clearly, but he also thinks farther.