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The strong evil spirit on a large lake formed a large cloud of lead in the sky, and the birds were extinct, and there were no fish.

There are three big characters on the gate of the entrance of Jian Tomb: Fu Xie Tie.

Bai Zimo came here secretly last night, and did some hard work when he went back, inquiring about the history behind Jian Tomb.

In the early ancient times, there was a god-man in the Western world, named Dayue Yaochang, the grandson of Dayu.

He only survived for 700 years in the world. In the first 100 years, he killed many monsters and dragons in the black waters of the south. In the next two hundred years, he slayed many scorching and drought sprites under the Chishui of the Western Wilderness. The land killed countless frost monsters and snow spirits, and in another 100 years, he went to the eastern sea and sky to subdue thousands of spirits, ghosts and immortals. In the last two hundred years, the world has settled down, and he sat under the Kunlun Mountains and waited to evolve.

He left his corpse after eclosion, the world's demons and ghosts did not dare to damage a bit, the bones were eroded and weathered by the years, condensed, and turned into a stone for suppressing evil spirits.

When everyone walked into the sword grave, the big lake was suddenly separated by a strong sword energy, exposing the mud at the bottom of the lake, and then it was blown hard by the sword wind.

Countless pivotal minions are floating in the water. They are different from those in the other sword tombs. They are not made by the fall of human beings. They are mostly demons, spirits, spirits, and ghosts. The shape is terrible. After twisting the devil, one by one It is already extremely weird. There are nine ghost-faced floods, human-headed trees, Buddha-faced evil spiders, and other terrible bodies that are beyond the endurance of the ordinary, and ordinary people will fall into madness when they see it.

Fortunately, the sword qi in the middle of the lake repelled all these evil things on the water wall, leaving a large, spacious and dry passage.

Taiwuxixi was already ready to fight hard, and was surprised to see this abnormality.

The master of the sword mound here, disdainful of the foreign minions as his vassal, directly called everyone to face him.

So arrogant, so fortitude!

Lu Zhengkang took the lead and walked towards the middle of the lake.

The turbid black lake water on both sides was held back by sword energy, and the side walls were smooth, facing the bleak sunlight leaking from the lead cloud, shining like crystals.Those greedy and coveted monsters are like the evil enemies in the murals, wild and hideous.

Bai Zimo was agitated by the sword qi, and his fighting spirit was raging, like a Populus euphratica towering in a dust storm, resolutely not falling.

Wang Ping'an carefully looked at Taiwu's stubborn face. She was struggling to resist the sword intent that filled the world, and the Taoist smiled lightly.If you are aware of your own weakness, let the path of the strong open a hole, even if the price is something you and I don't want to accept.

The middle of the lake.

A humble grave.

Tai Wu Xixi used his sword hilt to unlock the tomb door.

A ten-foot-tall white-haired burly man walked out, covered with scars, not looking like a complete human body, but like a polymer of scars.

The gray clothes were simple and plain, stained with dots of black stains, but it was the blood of the demon. The evil spirits evaporated and transformed into a gloomy mist. The strong man held a broad sword and shouted from the hazy smoke.

"The blue sky and the thick earth, the land and the universe, why are there so many evil things that can't be killed and eliminated?" He pointed at Lu Zhengkang with a sword, "Which monster are you? I'm afraid it's not a deer monster! Yes, no matter what. You are a Buddha or a demon, neither are humane things, you should be cut!"

Tai Wu Xixi was not targeted at Jian Tomb for the first time. It turned out that Da Yue Yao often had more obsession with demons than his mission of interlocking. The little girl saw this white-haired Tie Hanhan directly provoke the Buddha. Suddenly laughed out loud.

The remaining two Taoists and even the five little strangers also laughed.

Xiao Mo Nu couldn't even grasp the flowers, she covered her lips with her hands, and said softly, "This rash man should suffer."

Dayueyao's heart is always as strong as iron, and the magic sword in her hand turns into a long rod, and she dances wildly, but it is the Shaolin God's first-order martial arts-Dharma rod technique!

Lu Zhengkang showed a bit of nostalgia, and he thought of the abbot of the child.

Shaolin is no longer that treasure temple now. Instead, it has become a secular school. Buddhism and Taoism lay people married normally and exchanged martial arts and Buddhist studies.

Yigu Bieyuan is now a very lively attraction. After all, it is the place where the Buddha lived...

He was distracted, Dayueyao often wouldn't show mercy to a deer demon's subordinates, and struck her eyebrows with her stick.His ten thousand years of martial arts will be the most refined and pure, condensed spirit, holding a divine sword, sitting high for nine days, stepping on the black cloud, what a peerless general who suppresses prisons and evils!

No existence can leave the circle of war, and can only withstand the violent offensive of the swordsman. This is Fu Xie Tie's magical power.

The sword-shaped iron rod suddenly encountered huge resistance three feet in front of Lu Zhengkang. Dayueyao often roared, and the 48-style Dharma rod technique was surging.

Lu Zhengkang was not in a hurry to beat him to death, but he held up his hand to attack him.

The white-haired man praised: "What a powerful monster! I can't even fight against me. It seems that the day of sacrifice for righteousness is at this time!"

A group of onlookers chubby Du Weiqi heard that he gave up his life for justice, and he was stunned. The image of Dayue Yaochang suddenly rose in his eyes. Xiao Weiqi nodded seriously, "Mianzhi! Mianzhi!"

Taiwu gave a weird cry, and rushed over to grab Wei Qi's round face, "What's the matter, you white-eyed wolf! How can you grow up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

Fatton raised his face with a straight face, and was rubbed by the younger sister, but he still tried to say the truth: "I think the big brother said it well!"

"Your lunch is gone."

"I'm wrong."

Lu Zhengkang was amused by the two live treasures behind him, and then looked at Dayue Yaochang seriously, and sighed: "You can make a move. I'll decide to give you a dignified death."

The long stick in Dayueyao often transforms again, but it turns into a pair of iron rods.

He leaned over, put on an air, his face was indifferent, and his spirit had turned into substance on his body. It was the remnant souls of countless evil things he had killed, twisted and twisted, and let out a terrifying roar.

In the world, the Vajra method is the best, and the ultimate Vajra method is not second-order.

Dayueyao often emerges in Kunlun Mountains, and it is indeed related to King Kong Sect.

Now he wants to use his most proud trick.

Naturally, he was much more advanced than the second-tier Fudo Mingwangchu.

The history of Taiwu's world is complicated, and how many magical works are lost in the years.

This trick has never been handed down.

The super god is the first order, and the god and the world club.

Lu Zhengkang also held the palm.

Super god first order, Buddha clumsy hand.

The Taoist's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Quickly enter the Pure Land!"

Taiwuxixi and Bai Zimo didn't dare to keep watching the battle, and took a few eager little strangers to flee back to the pure land.

At the moment of the moment, the evening mirror suddenly closed, and a wave of air that hit the sky slowly spread.

The separated lake water touched the air ring and silently dispersed into mist.

The monster in the lake turned into powder in fear.

The huge lake and the hills in the distance are all flattened.

The huge amount of lake water rose to mid-air and turned into heavy rain.

Lu Zhengkang stood in the rain curtain with his hands behind him.

Dayueyao often dropped her head and asked, "How many demons are there in the world?"