The heavens start from the bottle mountain

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An hour of fierce fighting quickly passed, and the two sides not only did not feel weak at all, but became more and more intense.

All the people in Xuanyin Mountain's Wuya Prison showed shock on their faces.

In their hearts, Dharma King Xuanyin has always been an invincible existence that is both startling and frightening.

A Xuanyin Heavenly Saber sweeps across the world, and nothing comparable to it in the entire cultivation world is the Double Ten.

But such a strong man was blocked by a person in the early stage of Yuanshen.

"Brother, should we help the teacher?"

The middle-aged man with a short stature and a shrewd look in his eyes suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention was instantly attracted.

"Impossible. Daddy has not revealed his image. If we make a move, wouldn't it be a case of bullying the few? If we spread the word, where will Daddy's reputation be?"

Yin Yushuang, the eldest princess of Xuanyin Mountain Wuya Prison, immediately stopped her.

"Eldest Princess' words are wrong. As a disciple of Xuanyin Mountain, the Dharma King's safety should be the most important thing in everything. As for some false fame, even if it is gone, it will not hurt."

The chunky man laughed.

"Dayou Wei, you have repeatedly tried to slander my reputation at Xuanyin Mountain and corrupt my father's reputation. What do you intend to do?"

During the speech, the whole body was full of momentum, the majestic magic power filled the whole body for three feet, the phoenix eyes were powerful, and the eyes were piercing, which made Wei Dayou, a short and fat man, feel a bulge in his heart, and subconsciously took half a step back.

He is only a registered disciple of the Xuanyin Dharma King. Although he looks at Breakthrough Primordial Spirit, he is at the bottom among the core high-level people of Xuanyin Mountain.

But Yin Yushuang, the eldest princess of Xuanyin Mountain Wuya Prison, is a strong man in the middle stage of Yuanshen.

"Junior Sister, why bother to make such a fuss, Junior Brother Wei is also thinking about Master's safety."

The thin man who had been standing in front of the crowd spoke slowly.

"Does senior brother also think that my father can't beat that loose cultivator?" Yin Yushuang said bluntly.

"Junior sister misunderstood. The teacher is pedantic about heaven and man. Although the loose cultivator relied on the power of the magic weapon to draw with the master, but if the war continues, the master will definitely win in the end."

Before Yin Yushuang could heave a sigh of relief, the elder brother of Xuanyin Mountain changed the subject.

"However, after the teacher took action, there was too much movement, and after a long time, it will inevitably attract countless onlookers. With the master's cultivation base, there will definitely be a lot of gossip, and there will be a lot of daring people to slander the master. reputation."

"So, in my opinion. This fight won't last long."

"Eldest brother is wise." Wei Dayou said hastily.

"you…."

Yin Yushuang's expression changed.

As the eldest disciple of Xuanyin Mountain's Wuya Prison Gate, 'Heisha True Monarch' Yin Po, his cultivation has already reached the middle stage of Yuanshen for 300 years, and now his cultivation is only one step away from the late stage of Yuanshen.

It is the most powerful existence under the command of Xuanyin Dharma King.

It has a very high prestige among the high-level officials of Xuanyin Mountain.

"Brother...?"

Yin Yuhuan looked at the tall and strong figure in front of him.

Yin Zhanyun, the young master of Xuanyin Mountain's Wuya Prison, is also in the middle stage of Yuanshen, only a little worse than Yin Po.However, with his identity and his cultivation base, the right to speak in Xuanyin Mountain is not inferior to that of Yin Po.

And the two also represent two forces.

Yin Zhanyun, the seventh princess of the Yin family who is a compatriot, and some Yin children belong to the same faction.

Yin Po represents the disciples with other surnames who have worshiped under Xuanyin Dharma King.

On weekdays, the two sides compete for power and profit, and they don't like each other.However, there was Xuanyin Dharma King pressing down on it, so there was no major disturbance.

After Yin Zhanyun signaled his sister not to talk too much, he turned to look at Yin Po.

Although the latter's surname is Yin, he has no blood relationship with their Yin family.

"Brother thinks we should help my father?"

"That's right. Compared with my mentor's reputation, personal gains and losses are just minor details. If someone finds out in the future, I will also say that I did not resent this person for hurting my ghosts in Xuanyin Mountain. I did it angrily. It was not my mentor's instruction. If so, I will not It's a mouthful." Yin Po said calmly.

"Eldest brother's words are very true, but I'm sorry to disagree. But if the elder brother insists on making a move, I won't stop him."

"Thank you, young master."

Yin Po said calmly.

Yin Zhanyun smiled, he understood his father's character.

The strength is amazing, but the heart is lonely.

At this time, even if he fought off the casual cultivator, it would only make him feel that he had lost face, and then he would lose his temper.

Yin Po wanted to hit the muzzle of the gun, so he let him do it.

"Without my father's favor, let's see how you will fight with me in the future." Yin Zhanyun thought.

Yin Po looked calmly at the fierce fighting in the distance, his deep eyes slowly moved back, and fell on the white-robed monk holding the spiritual lamp in his palm.

It is different from Yin Zhanyun, Yin Yushuang and others.

What they think is to fight for power and profit, but what they think about is to strengthen their own strength.

The power struggle is incidental.

The way to strengthen yourself is also very simple.

Greedy eyes swept over the big blue bell that looked like a hill and enveloped the sky.

Zifu heavy treasure.

Looking at the entire practice world, there are no more than two palms.

If you can succeed, with your own magic power, you can go as far as possible in the world.

As for the possible encroachment of King Xuanyin.

Hehehe, in front of Chongbao, the teacher is nothing.

"With this Zifu treasure, I don't need to be afraid of you anymore."

Glancing secretly at Dharma King Xuanyin, who was wielding a knife like lightning, Yin Po stepped forward and left the ghosts with a cloud of light.

After avoiding their sight, he took out a wooden box with dozens of seals from the dharma bag.

Open the lid.

A compelling evil spirit permeated the air.

In the small box, there is a little man made of mud.

This villain looks rough, but the evil spirit in his body is surprisingly strong.

Seeing him, Yin Po's eyes became fiery.

This treasure was obtained by accident, and the number of copies is a top-notch magic weapon.

As long as you get even a trace of the opponent's mana breath, you can curse and kill the opponent.

But the premise is that the cultivation base of the cursed target cannot exceed the level of the magic weapon.

Therefore, there is basically no effect against the Xuanyin Dharma King.

"But although that guy has a lot of treasures, he is only a monk in the early stage of Yuanshen. It is easy to curse and kill him."

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Open your palms.

Wisps of fiery red aura emerged.

This was the residual mana of the man in white robe that he had secretly collected when he was watching the battle just now.

Primordial spirit monks have achieved the legendary Fayouyuanling.

So every ounce of their mana has their own will.

And these wills are the medium for casting spells.

With a heartbeat, mana was thrown into the black clay figurine.

A faint black mysterious light appeared.

An astonishing evil spirit awoke from the clay figurine.

Yin Po didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly poured Xu Rui's mana into it.

At this moment, Xu Rui, who was concentrating on fighting with Xuanyin Dharma King, suddenly felt a crisis.

But he felt no mortal danger.

"It seems that the disciples of Xuanyin Mountain made a move?"

With a sweep of consciousness, he soon saw the tall and thin monk who was alone from the crowd, and this man was also staring at him with fierce eyes.

"It seems to be him. Do you know what method this person used to disturb my spiritual sense?"

After thinking about it, he didn't move the Erlong Bell, but buckled the earth spirit bead that he had just obtained.

This low-rank Zifu heavy treasure of the sixth rank contains boundless divine power of Wuearth. It is as heavy as a mountain, extremely overbearing, and its lethality is first-class.

Just now.

There was a sudden change in the field where the fierce fighting was going on.

A powerful black aura flashed away, and before Xu Rui could recover, a three-foot-long black arrow appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness following some hidden connection.

And shot straight at his soul.

At this moment, he understood instantly.

"It's a curse!"

After being shot by the long black arrow, an astonishing evil spirit erupted, and his soul projection was quickly polluted.

But before the soul projection decayed, a powerful, irresistible force erupted instantly.

This milky white power not only wiped away the evil spirit, but also turned it into a powerful and pure inspiration.

This milky white power is the golden finger that he still doesn't know its origin.

"No wonder I feel less threatened, that's why."

Xu Rui breathed a sigh of relief.

All this sounds long, but in fact it takes only half a breath from the beginning to the end.

Yin Po, who was extremely confident in his own means, pushed his escaping method to the extreme after activating the curse, with fiery eyes and greedy expression, he rushed towards the double dragon's ear-piercing giant bell in mid-air like lightning.

This is the guarantee of his freedom, the guarantee that he will completely break away from Xuanyin Mountain, establish his own family, and call himself the ancestor.

"Mine, it will be mine soon."

He was so focused on winning treasures that he didn't realize that the eight fierce black fire formations next to him hadn't weakened in the slightest.

"Elder Brother, be careful."

An anxious voice came from behind.

Although Yin Po, who was only a short distance away from the giant clock, hesitated, his speed did not drop at all.

at this time.

The light bloomed on the giant clock.

Boom!
Huang Zhong Dalu's voice shook the sky.

The tyrannical soul shaking sound rushed straight to Yin Po.

In front of the sixth-rank inferior Zifu heavy treasure, there is no heavy treasure protection of the same realm. At such a close distance, the Yuanshen monk is simply meat on the chopping board.

Yin Po's soul was knocked down instantly.

"This guy is really greedy."

Stretching out a finger, the soul lock flew over like lightning, and captured Yin Po's primordial spirit.

"Bold madman, dare to kill my disciple!"

Dharma King Xuanyin roared angrily.

A powerful brilliance in his body was as swift as a shooting star, and with just one face-to-face, he destroyed Xu Rui's Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.

Then hit him.

Seeing it in his eyes, Xu Rui, who had been holding it in his palm, shook his hand and knocked out the earth spirit bead.

this moment.

A khaki aura soared into the sky.

Accompanied by the tyrannical earth-moving rhyme, a khaki bead the size of a sea bowl greeted it like lightning.

The two sides touched.

The yellow aura, the cyan radiance, are extremely radiant.

The powerful spiritual energy, like a storm passing through, ran over thousands of miles around.

The roar, which was stronger than thunder, made everyone's ears numb, and their faces showed pain.

The huge sea below, separated by thousands of feet, was washed by the powerful aftermath with waves thousands of feet high, turning the sky upside down.

The movement is so big that it shocks the world!