Cover the sky

An old monk spoke, with a pair of yellow eyebrows, a bright head, and a shabby cassock.He comes from the ancient star field of Amitabha. He is a supreme sage with boundless Dharma. He has traveled the starry sky, and now he has become the protector of the ancient road of the human race.

"That's very good." Others nodded. In this world, when it comes to the blessing of mindfulness, there is almost no one in ancient times who can compare with Amitabha Buddha.

Many people were startled, they never thought that this old monk had a secret weapon blessed by the ancient emperor.

A purple gold bridge appeared in the palm of the old monk. He shook his hand and threw it. The bridge quickly enlarged, crossing the Yellow Spring, and directly leading to the land inside the gate, flowing with golden luster.

And during this process, he kept chanting his sins and worshiping in the tomb without any attack.

"It's really a fetish!" Daoist Priest Baijie's eyes were flooded, as if he wanted to grab it in his hands.

Everyone else can see that this is a magic weapon blessed by the ancient emperor. Although it doesn't have any powerful attack power, the Buddha's light is too strong.

This is the leftover material of Amitabha Buddha's sacrificial refining of the emperor's soldiers to subdue the magic pestle. Although it is not as big as a fist, it still has the power of heaven and earth after being made into a purple gold bridge by the holy monks of later generations.

It does not focus on attacking, but saves all living beings, and can condense the faith of Buddhists. It is a rare ancient treasure.

Soldiers and horses from various camps and different races, one team after another, covered the sky and covered the sky, boarded the Zijin Buddha Bridge, and passed the stone gate while saluting the tomb.

This kind of scene is a bit scary, there are countless troops, all of them entered a tomb, and the yellow mist flows, like many heavenly soldiers entering Jiuyou.

This time apart from the human race, many strong men from other races also came, the number is endless, but the Zijin Buddha Bridge accommodated and carried everyone.

"When I protect myself, I can't let accidents happen to the parts of the chanting. I must protect it." A human protector said.

"This is natural." The Bull Demon King was very proud, sacrificed the Vajra cut, hung it high in the sky, and let down a silver ripple, not only protecting the Bull Demon Clan, but also protecting the others below.

Clang!

The stone man opened his mouth and spat out, and the green measuring ruler flew up into the sky, and the chaotic air fell down, and there were endless fairy tears, and the light of the gods shrouded the place.

Even if there is a grievance, it is temporarily abandoned. There is nothing more important than meeting the ancient emperor. For the great sage who has been cultivating for thousands of years and can no longer make progress, this is a fairy fate.

This is a secret realm. Inside the ancient wood wolf forest, there is no shortage of essence, accompanied by death.

Everyone entered and boarded the shore. The great mountain in front of them was majestic and continuous, surrounded by bursts of pure white fairy mist, making people suspicious of being in a dream.

Is this really a big tomb, how does it seem to have entered the fairyland?

"It's so shocking. There are hidden Dao marks. If I can comprehend, maybe I can break through." On the spot, a great saint sat down, facing the countless fairy mountains, with a solemn expression on his face. Enlightened here.

People move forward cautiously, away from the underworld, into the fairy mountains, surrounded by mist, full of sacred and peaceful atmosphere.

Ahead, there was the sound of water, a silver divine river flowing, and there was a huge monument beside the river bank, with several big characters engraved in ancient divine script: Emperor Bingshan.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they didn't expect that not long after they came in, they came to the place where the ancient emperor buried the emperor's soldiers!

At this time, people can't be calm anymore, and their hearts are surging. There are treasures here. If there is no accident, the emperor will be born.

"What is that?" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

In the upper reaches of the silver Kami River, there lies a huge creature, watching them indifferently, with a kind of supreme majesty.

"It's a horse with the characteristics of a dragon!" The people were shocked, and they were all stunned. They didn't expect that there were living creatures here.

It was a scarlet red horse, with a leading head and a body, with thick limbs, and now it jumped up suddenly, like a mountain peak, extremely huge, with red clouds flying.

Ye Fan was taken aback, and looked at the dragon and horse in human form. Their real bodies were so similar that they were almost the same.

With a roar of a dragon, the dragon horse turned into a Chixia immortal energy, disappeared on the spot, re-formed into a red dragon in the sky, shook its head and waved its tail, and rushed into the depths of the immortal mountain.

"My God, is this true, the ancient emperor's exclusive mount, it actually lived to this life?!"

"How is this possible, the emperor is sitting, and his mount is still alive?!"

Everyone was stunned, looking at the direction where the red dragon disappeared, dumbfounded, like clay sculptures and wood carvings.

Chapter 1376

Compared with the giant beast, they are similar in appearance, but it is like a pocket version of a doll. It is a giant mythical beast that turned into a real dragon, and disappeared into the depths of the fairy mountain with a flick of its tail.

The gleaming dragon claws of Chixia are enough to cover a group of mountain peaks.

Taoist Baijie shot two brilliant beams of light from his eyes, and said: "I have met my ancestor, my nephew, hurry up and catch up. This is our good fortune, and it depends on you whether the poor Taoist will succeed in the future."

"It's your donkey, he's a dragon, what does it have to do with you?!" Everyone slandered, but they dared not correct them.

White smoke is coming out of Longma's nose, and he has been the nephew of a donkey recently. He is quite angry, but he can't be beaten, and he can't escape. There is really no way.

A group of people chased forward, led by the great saints, and entered the depths of Dibing Mountain, all wanting to find out whether the mount of the ancient emperor survived.

The haze filled the air, the fairy mist was transpiring, and it turned into a light rain, which was full of brilliance. The ancient trees and rocks in this primitive mountain forest were dyed with mysterious colors, which made people intoxicated.

Where is this big tomb, it is clearly a small world of fairyland, with abundant vegetation, silver waterfalls, and spectacular mountain views, which are very suitable for cultivating Taoism.

In the depths of Dibing Mountain, there is not a trace of death energy, and some are just faint traces of immortal Taoism, which are stained with the ancient emperor's aura.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a blazing light flew over and became the only one for eternity. Everything in the world lost its luster, extremely splendid and incomparably brilliant.

It was too fast, surpassing the limit that people could understand.

"puff!"

Accompanied by a muffled groan, a heavenly king from the ancient clan fell down, and the blood of the evil god sprinkled all over the sky, pouring down the mountain below and withering all trees.

This is a kind of desolate scene, blood is splashed everywhere, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was extremely weak, his lips moved, his eyes were scattered, and then he completely fell into the dust.

"Boom!"

This person became Dao, and the body dissipated, becoming a rain of light, not even a single crystal bone was left, and all became ashes.

what is that?To kill a heavenly king of the ancient clan who was only half a step away from becoming a great sage in one blow, and to fall on the spot is really shocking.

The existence that has reached the peak of the Holy King will become a great saint in the future and turn into an evil god, but he can't even cry out, and just withers away.

No one could see clearly, the immortal light rushed past, making everyone stunned, and finally there was a crisis when entering the imperial mausoleum.

The human guardian frowned, stepped forward to observe, and then quickly backed up like a snake and scorpion. The place was light and rainy, and the power of transforming Tao was so strong that it almost burned him.

"Have you seen it, is it a creature, or some kind of artifact, why is it so heaven-defying?" asked the leader of the Bull Demon Clan, as a great sage, he didn't even see it clearly.I saw a startled rainbow flashing across, and then a strong man from the ancient clan died.

Could it be the dragon horse from just now? Some people have doubts. It is the mount of the ancient emperor. If it really wants to show its power, it is estimated that everyone will be unlucky.

However, the great sage shook his head, the aura was not very similar, the huge red dragon was like a mountain, majestic and majestic, but the fairy light just now was very small and passed through it.

"Everyone, this place is called Dibing Mountain. It is the place where the ancient emperors buried weapons. Be careful. I think the light just now is a little..." The Taoist Baijie opened his mouth, but his words were suddenly interrupted.