The ghostly figure, before it could approach, a bone-broken breath came around the ground, and even the ground condensed with a thick layer of black ice.:.../

“Bold!”

Murong Xianxian shouted, and Buddha light burst out all over his body. He waved his right hand, and with a dragon roar, a dragon claw suddenly came out of nowhere and slapped hard on the influence of the body... The appearance of Buddha light obviously played a role in the black shadow. Its body stagnated and was slapped directly by the "true dragon claw" used by Murong Xianxian. Its body flew out like a cannonball, smashing through more than ten broken walls, and its body slid on the ground for dozens of meters before it could barely stop.

"What a fast speed!" Ao Xiaolong said in surprise.

This black shadow had reached its extreme speed during movement, and he could not see clearly his appearance. If it weren't for the restraint of the Buddha's light, I'm afraid that Murong Xianxian's attack could hit it just now, it's still unknown.

"roar!"

Something even more surprising happened. After the figure was knocked down, he didn't even pause. He turned over and jumped up, and a roar of anger came out of his mouth. He wanted to rush up, but he seemed to be afraid of the sandalwood Buddha light on Murong Xianxian's body. Everyone also saw the face of the figure clearly.

This is an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe. He has a tall and burly figure and originally kind face. At this time, he is already a ferocious person, surrounded by demonic energy, and his eyes are bright green. His hands are covered with dense tiny scales.

"I am another demonized monk, but how could these guys survive until now in such a place without demonic energy?" Ao Xiaolong was a little puzzled.

"This is likely to be revived by the stimulation of the life aura emitted from us. After being demonized, they are actually dead, but after being exposed to the scent of the life aura, they quickly recover. Have you noticed that these monsters appear? The places where these monsters appear are ruins suitable for them to hide."

Murong Xianxian sighed softly, and the mirror of great compassion suddenly flew out, and the six-colored rain of light sprinkled out, covering the old monk.

"roar!"

The old monk roared, his arms flapped, and black mist surged from his body, as if he wanted to push away the light rain. However, as soon as the magic fog gushed out, six golden characters suddenly flew out of the mirror, forming a circle around the old monk and suddenly covered it downwards... as if a hoop was added out of thin air, the surging magic fog was suddenly tightened and began to dissipate.

"Hey!"

Murong Xianxian sighed softly, raised her right hand, and gently bounced her fingers out like a flower. A golden lotus the size of a fingernail suddenly flew out from her fingertips and shot lightly at the old monk.

"Ao~"

The old monk roared to the sky, trying to escape, but he did not escape the constraints of the Six-Syllable Mantra... The lotus seemed to be slow and fast, and suddenly it had already disappeared into the rain of light.

The next moment, the lotus suddenly imprinted on the old monk's forehead, flashing and leaving a golden lotus mark on its forehead... The old monk who was still roaring and struggling just now suddenly became quiet. To be precise, it was real death. The demonic energy around him disappeared in an instant, annihilated by the six-colored light rain, and his face regained a kindness and even a look of relief.

"Master's magical power of the flower-picking finger is getting stronger and stronger!" Ao Xiaolong has been good at flattering skills recently, and he has become a little exposed. Murong Xianxian glared at him and the group continued to move forward.

Many places in this space filled with spiritual energy were actually destroyed. There are demonized practitioners hidden in it. Most of these people are dead, but they act like wind like a living person. Some even have their cultivation and magical powers during their lifetime, which is very difficult to deal with. However, on this ancient road, there are many spiritual medicines, spiritual fruits and a large number of rare materials along the way. In several ruins, a large number of spiritual pills were obtained. These elixirs were sealed and preserved under the formation prohibition. Although they had been intact for a long time, they were still intact and the medicinal power was not lost.

Three days later, they came to the end of the road. The light of the spirit was like a wall in the distance, and everything seemed hazy. At the end of the road, there was an altar. Murong Xianxian could feel a strange aura emitted from it. She walked up without hesitation... The altar didn't look big from the surface, but after dozens of people stepped on it, it did not appear crowded.

"Master, this is not a self-sacrifice?" Ao Xiaolong muttered.

"If you really need to sacrifice flesh and blood, I think you are the most suitable!" Murong Xianxian grinded his teeth at him, which scared Ao Xiaolong to shrink his neck.

Of course, this place is not an altar that requires flesh and blood sacrifice. When Murong Xianxian accepted it, she felt that there seemed to be a force summoning her in the dark, so she walked up without hesitation.

At this time, her eyes flashed across everyone's faces and said slowly: "I will activate the power of this altar soon. After a while, we may have a good time. Remember not to panic when encountering things, and don't disperse our power!"

Her words were mainly said to the marquis, Hu Xinmei and others. Their cultivation level was relatively low. If they were not together, there would be danger... At this moment, she did not know that other monks had taken advantage of this opportunity to enter here, but she instinctively realized that there would be danger. But she could not stop it, because this was also their opportunity.

Seeing everyone nodding, Murong Xianxian stopped talking and poured true energy from under her feet into the altar.

Boom~

The altar shook slightly, and countless runes flashed on the surface. A blue light burst out in a flash, covering everyone's figures... In a moment, the blue light dissipated, and there was no one on the altar. Then there was a "slam" sound, and the altar of the mansion was actually shattered.

When the blue light around dissipated, Murong Xianxian found that she was no longer on the altar, and there was no one around. There was a white ground as white as jade, and the surroundings and above were as blue as water. You could even see various fish and water plants. And directly in front of her was a huge palace, also made of white jade-like stone.

Murong Xianxian came to the bottom of the steps in front of the palace, observed it for a while, and then climbed up the steps and walked to the end, with a pair of huge stone doors blocking the front.

What surprised her was that with a light push of the Giant Gate, the ancient palace was wide open. There was no restriction here, so you could easily step in. Murong Xianxian thought she would have to waste some effort, but she didn't expect it to be so easy. The fog inside was hazy, like a fairyland, very grand, and could not see the end at a glance.

What kind of huge palace is this? It has a faint momentum of its own world, with fog swirling and azure blue glow flashing. Murong Xianxian walked forward. Every 100 meters, there was a huge pillar that went straight to the top. From time to time, you can see huge statues between the pillars, either kind-eyed, glaring, drowsy, or calm and composed... all kinds of images are vivid.

While walking, a faint sound came from endless places. When Murong Xianxian gathered his ears, he found that someone was reciting scriptures. Although there was intermittent at the beginning, he spoke like beads, and each word could be heard clearly. Moreover, the sound of chanting scriptures became louder and louder. Later, it was like thunder shaking. If his cultivation or mood was worse, the sound of chanting scriptures could not bear it. What shocked Murong Xianxian even more was that this scripture was not an ordinary scripture, but a supreme treasure sutra.

The sound of the Buddhist scriptures was melodious, as if coming from beyond the sky. Later, I felt that there were countless thunders roaring around me. With the sound of the Buddhist scriptures, the mysteries of the heavens were revealed one by one. Murong Xianxian had forgotten this empty hall and even forgot about herself. Those thunderous visions could not shake her mind at all.

Finally, she walked to a place, with a tall Taoist platform in front of her, made of white jade-like rocks, with a roll of ancient Baye Leaf scriptures on it, exuding the quaint aura of the great Tao.

"This is……"

Even though Murong Xianxian was in a state of mind, she couldn't help but feel excited... This is an ancient scripture that records the supreme Taoism. Even immortals may not be able to refuse this temptation, right?

Originally, she expected a great encounter, but she did not expect it to be so direct. Thunder and lightning flashed around the platform, and the surface of the ancient Baye Leaf Sutra was filled with a lush green light, and the sound of the Sanskrit sound was clear and sounded in her ears.

However, just as Murong Xianxian was about to go forward to read the ancient Baye Leaf scripture, a gentle force bounced her away, preventing her from approaching.

"Is it..."

Murong Xianxian's heart was enlightened and no longer tried to get this treasure scripture, but sat upright in front of the Taoist platform, slightly closed his eyes, and listened carefully... This is a supreme treasure scripture, and it is clearly related to the tide-viewing technique she practiced. Murong Xianxian has already guessed its origin, but now is not the time to think about it. Every time I delay a little time, it is a waste for her... As Murong Xianxian began to listen to the scriptures, the true energy in her body had begun to automatically run, directly communicating with the scriptures.

Her skin...even every hair began to shine, and was in harmony with the sound of Sanskrit. On the surface of her body, runes filled with peace and breath appeared, releasing a powerful and mysterious aura.

Three days later, Murong Xianxian suddenly opened her eyes. Although she had been sitting for three days, her spirit became more and more full. Her realm had reached the Pure Yang Great Perfection, and she could break through to the Mahayana realm at any time.

"It is indeed the supreme treasure sutra. The effect of listening to the sutra alone is equivalent to the effect of a hundred years of hard practice!" Murong Xianxian sighed deeply.

However, the inheritance has not ended, the sound of the Sanskrit continues, and some strange phenomena begin to appear on the Taoist platform... On the Taoist platform, a figure as imaginary as illusion appears, and there are various runes next to this figure, reminding practitioners to practice according to the method.

This is a magical power!

Each one is an extremely powerful magical power.

Murong Xianxian used his spiritual sense to observe carefully, hoping to choose the most powerful magical power.

boom!

Just when Murong Xianxian chose one of the magical powers, as a cultivation method entered his mind, a loud noise suddenly rang out, and a strange-shaped Buddha statue condensed in the air.
Chapter completed!