Aya Qingzhu of the wind rises Douluo

With the death of Mr. Ren, although Mr. Ren was sad, he was still grateful. Ren Tingting and Ah Wei also had to believe that these things really existed.

Compared to others, Ling Qingzhu discovered one thing at this time, that is, the boundary stone actually sucked away the corpse stone left by Mr. Ren, which was the Yin stone bred by the zombies.

That pure energy was converted from the boundary stone, and the meridians in the body were directly restored to one-tenth, leaving only eight-tenths to heal.

At this time, a trace of fire flashed in Ling Qingzhu's eyes. It turns out that the boundary stone can still be used in this way. Now she is even more looking forward to the battle between humans, demons and ghosts. Will the remaining souls and abilities that filled the sky at that time allow her to heal directly?

Maybe we can successfully break through to the Tianyuan realm...

"Hahaha, what a trick. I didn't expect that many people came to protect the flesh of the three monks." At this time, a voice suddenly came out.

I saw a fox spitting words on the wall of Master Ren's house. Before he could say anything, Awei shot him past.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ouch!" I saw the fox transformed into a human form, white demonic energy flashed past, and three bullets were thrown out of his small hand. He said with cold eyes: "If it weren't for Xuan Yu's presence, maybe this fat man would be here now Already went to hell to repent.”

Ah Wei was even more frightened and hid behind Uncle Jiu, not daring to say anything.

"I wonder if the Thousand-Faced Fox King is not here to die!" Xuan Yu said lightly.

"Hahaha, that's natural!" Thousand-faced Fox glanced at Ling Qingzhu and the others and said, "In three days, Wanyou Valley will be waiting for you. There are 33 boys and girls there waiting for you to save!"

After saying that, the Thousand-Faced Fox disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Uncle Jiu, I wonder where this Wanyou Valley is?" Ling Qingzhu asked curiously.

Where is this Wanyou Valley?

She had never heard of it at all, and the plot of the story had gone beyond the original work.

Uncle Jiu sighed and said, "The Wanyou Valley is the place where humans, demons, and ghosts fought for the first time, and the ten thousand-year-old Black Mountain demon is sealed there."

Xuan Yu made a Buddha seal from the side and said: "It seems that they are forcing us to go, or in other words, they are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

"Indeed, no matter what, the ultimate goal is the three Taoists." Ling Qingzhu said solemnly, looking at the three of them from the side.

Aya Qingzhu looked at the two people beside her. She had a reason to go. That was her best chance to recover. She also believed that evil could not defeat good.

Master Ren and the three of them stood silently. This kind of thing was not something ordinary people like them could participate in. The battle just now would have damaged the entire room, let alone a big battle.

"Then let's rush there. As long as you can hold on, I can return to my peak." Ling Qingzhu said solemnly from the side.

This is an opportunity. If you choose to escape, not only will the 66 children be safe, but this may be a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

"With Rongrong and me here, there will be no problem!" The little medical fairy said firmly, waving her pink fist from the side.

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Hundreds of years ago, after Liu Bowen cut off the dragon vein, the concentration of spiritual energy became lower and lower, and many righteous monks fell into evil practices, but they didn't expect that the war had just begun at that time.

After a civil war, the number of human monks dropped significantly, and it was listed in the annals of the spiritual world as the "Luanchuan War!"

Later, there was a war between humans, demons, and ghosts. The only remaining great monk in mankind sealed the leader, the ten-thousand-year-old Black Mountain demon, at his own expense.

The place was badly damaged due to a great war, and the whole place was surrounded by perpetual darkness and fog.

Three days later, Ling Qingzhu and others arrived outside Wanyou Valley, when a group of people appeared in front.

Uncle Jiu, Si Mu and Xuan Yu stepped forward and bowed one by one, and then introduced them.

The fat old Taoist priest in front of him is the current head of Maoshan, Master Yuan Yi, who is in the middle stage of Jindan.Another old man who looks very thin is the current headmaster of the Wudang Sect "Liu Sanlang", who is in the late stage of Jindan.

There is also an old Taoist priest wearing a yellow Tai Chi suit. He is the old master of Longhu Mountain. He has a terrifying cultivation level at the peak of the golden elixir. If it were not for this disaster, I believe he would have been sealed off from the mountain.

The dozens of Taoist priests around are all elites among the elites, each of them has foundation-building skills, and there is even the familiar villain Shi Jian.

The only difference is that the disciples of the Wudang Sect are carrying a coffin. According to Uncle Jiu, it is Zhang Sanfeng, nicknamed Junbao, the founder of the Wudang Sect. Hundreds of years ago, he failed to attack the god and had no choice but to seal himself in order to have sufficient spiritual energy. Come out and break through.

The Nascent Soul at that time could live for a thousand years, so Zhang Junbao still has a lot of life left now. He was recovering from his injuries in the first war, otherwise the world would not have become what it is today.

The two great masters at that time were Zhang Junbao, who was at the peak of Yuanying Taoism. He entered Taoism through martial arts and was a former Shaolin disciple.

There is another person, Guo Xiang, who was worshiped by the Immortal Sect due to the resources left by his parents. He is also at the peak of Yuanying. Later, he founded the Emei Sect. However, he was jealous of talents. Hundreds of years ago, Guo Xiang sealed it with himself and the entire sect. The old monster from Montenegro.

Listening to Uncle Jiu's explanation, Ling Qingzhu didn't know what to say and felt a little confused. Why does this world feel like a world composed of several novels?

It feels like except for the plot of Master Zombie, it doesn't feel like the normal original work at all. Could it be that I have entered a certain fandom?

At this time, Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but doubt the world. Thinking of everything in the past, the only strange thing was that he was a bit cold and literary, and there seemed to be nothing else.

Could it be that the original protagonist was a literary talent?

While Ling Qingzhu was still thinking, the coffin suddenly trembled, and a figure with an immortal spirit suddenly emerged from it, and the powerful air wave even stirred up a gust of wind and sand.

"What a powerful aura!" Uncle Jiu couldn't help but muttered as he felt the aura from the side.

"As expected of the powerful Nascent Soul from hundreds of years ago, he is so powerful!" Xuan Yu was surprised from the side.

The ascetics of hundreds of years ago were stronger than the ascetics of today by several factors.

Although the spiritual energy was withering at the beginning, it was not too thin. The cultivation method was still the ancient cultivation path, and the combat power was as strong as ever.

Today's practitioners basically belong to the pseudo-realm, having the corresponding realm but not the corresponding strength.

"I'm so far apart that the world is a prison!" Zhang Junbao said this as soon as he came out.

"Meet the ancestors!"

"Meet the seniors!"

"Meet the seniors!"

Zhang Junbao nodded, raised his palm slightly, and everyone was lifted up by spiritual power.

"It seems that you are the ones sent from heaven?" Zhang Junbao looked at Ling Qingzhu and the others, a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.