On February 2nd, the dragon raises its head.

The rays of rays in the distant sky are like waterfalls, turning into rivers of light, reflecting the mist and gray fog like smoke, as if they are like a fairyland on earth.

The mountains are added and the mountains are extended back into a song, and the towering mountains are like large independent islands floating in the vastness.

However, this beautiful appearance was so beautiful that I could hear the whispers of fox ghosts in the distant mountains and the murmurs of the little demons on the ridge.

The carriages and horses are like long dragons, and the monsters on the road are all heroes.

The vast demon soldiers gathered together to open the way in front of the gate, and saw traces of demons and monsters on the winding road.

At the foot of the Great Black Mountain, the monk took a shower and changed his clothes and returned to the four-carriage carriage.

The servant driving on the road raised the whip in the book and threw it in the air.

With a bang, a sound explosion sounded.

Eight flaming ghost horses neighed and lit their hooves.

If the North Hiking Mountain City looks like a bad doghouse, without any beauty, and is more reserved as if it is pieced together many things.

The Great Heishan City undoubtedly conforms to the ordinary people's yearning for fairy mountains.

Of course, it is still incomparable to Yangcheng. Yangcheng is based on mountains and rivers. The overall appearance is no longer visible, with more like cities than like mountains.

Although it is a city, it is far taller than a mountain.

No matter how vast Daheishan is, it is like a mountain than a city.

The closer you get to Daheishan City, the smoother the road becomes.

Eight carriages were speeding on the official road. The demons and monsters on both sides dared to come forward to disturb them. They were even hit by splashing gravel and soil. They glared over and saw that it was such a carriage, and they also withdrew their gaze and swallowed the scolding that stuck to their throats.

There are indeed many monsters on the road, with birds circling in the sky and monsters on the ground walking.

The demon soldiers were in large groups, holding halberds and armor, holding iron flags, and riding a tall horse with a high-headed horse like a general.

It was like a real army advancing on the official road.

...

"What is the Taoist priest laughing at?"

"That bear is riding a demon horse, it's really interesting."

Looking at the flag again, the big "bear" hanging, and the iron flag nearly two feet fell into the hands of the general who held the flag.

The general who was holding the flag had a furry face and a serious look. His four legs were surrounded by little demons around him.

Nie Quanjiu lifted up the curtain of the frame and smiled and said, "Oh, it's the black blind man from Kumaguchi."

Ma Lu also saw the marching monsters beside him. Although they looked different, they were still quite powerful in this arrangement. He couldn't help but look at Nie Quanjiu and asked: "Everyone is leading troops, why are you alone?"

"This time, I was just to fight for my life. No one practiced such war magic weapons, and the troops I carried were just earth, stones, rubble." Nie Quanjiu looked at it very calmly, because his life span was not much left.

Tu Shanjun smiled faintly. Nie Quanjiu's reason for deceiving the fledgling monk was still successful, and it was a bit false to tell him.

The Ghost King of Daheishan may be the mountain in the monk's heart, so he wanted to move the mountain, but he didn't have that much to do with Nie Quanjiu.

Even Ma Lu can live so relaxedly and even leave at any time. Tushanjun doesn't believe that Nie Quanjiu cannot leave. People often say that the more risks, the greater the benefits.

He was planning and then acting.

After controlling one of the five ghosts, I wanted to use the monk's hand to get rid of the ghost king of Daheishan.

But can it work?

Even if the monk can enter the Golden Pill Tribulation with just one thought, he may not succeed without the elixir spirit objects and the support of resources.

The Golden Pill Realm is no more than foundation building. No matter how beautiful you are, you have to face the pitiful chance of forming elixirs.

A single attribute of the Tianling root does not require elixirs to form elixirs to form elixirs based on their ability, but they still have to face the golden elixir disaster. If there is a slight mistake, they will fall to the realm.

Even Ding Xie used the Ninja Death Technique to gather the golden elixir into the soul banner before he happily shook the magic weapon, the soul banner, and suppressed the three monsters underground in their house.

This is still a golden elixir demon who has been suppressed for many years and has declined in magic.

This time they faced a real monster who was the King of Golden Pills, who was commanding thousands of miles of territory and gathering all living beings for incense and power.

Although there was something wrong with his body, the incense willpower was enough to make up for it, and even made him stronger.

Han An was like this. His cultivation was not high, but he relied on the incense to activate the Soul Banner.

The only chance of winning in the first line is Tushanjun's true master, which is already his trump card.

Tu Shanjun was thinking in his mind how much mana should be needed to support his deity to take action, and looked at the monk who was sitting with his eyes closed and resting on his mind.

I opened my eyes at the right time and nodded slightly.

"Come on your mother's big headed ghost." Tu Shanjun did not say what he thought.

Although his qi cultivation skills are not high, he is still a little successful.

It’s just that the rules were decided at that time. He didn’t ask, but the monk didn’t really say it, so he still lacked confidence when he arrived at the gate of Daheishan.

...

Xiong Yao looked at the frame that was speeding past and looked at the awesome flag on the frame: "Old man Nie came this time fast, and he wouldn't arrive until the last day."

The short-legged demon, who looked a little vulgar, approached the bear demon and lowered his voice: "Master, Nie Fujun is coming quickly, and the other big monsters are coming slowly. The younger ones have heard that several people have entered the city before us."

"So urgent?"

"That's right? I heard that a monk came and he had already cut down many portals. The king had sent monsters to chase and kill them. There is no news yet. It should be related to this." The short-legged demon told the bear demon what happened recently.

It has been a long time since the monk and Taoist appeared, and the Ghost King of Daheishan could not sit idly by and watch them stir up trouble, but this matter has not been resolved so far.

The bear demon rubbed his palms and only listened.

This time, the king came to them. Maybe there was something to do with this matter, but things would definitely not be that simple.

It's so grand and grand, it doesn't seem like a trivial matter.

In fact, it is not a big deal for them to die a monster or a ghost. There are many monks who go to the underworld to hunt treasures, and many of them are simply holding the purpose of killing demons and eliminating demons, so you can hear news about monks every once in a while.

The summoning of the Ghost King of the Great Heishan Mountain has not appeared for a long time.

...

At the city gate, the demon general guarding the gate stopped the galloping carriage and horse.

The servant who drove the car looked cold and said coldly: "Can't you see which flag this is?"

The white-faced demon general immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "I don't know which monster is famous for the Duke, but the young one is also the responsibility. Only then can I feel at ease when I meet the Duke."

This side stopped eight cars and horses, and the other side was also inspecting the monsters entering the city.

The monsters and evil spirits were quiet, and they lined up like long queues, which was very lively.

Nie Quanjiu pulled open the curtain and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, General Bai."

Seeing that Nie Quanjiu's posture became lower and lower, the white-faced demon quickly bowed and bowed: "It is a sin to disturb the elegant delight of the mansion."

"The Fujun came early this time, so the young people were a little surprised. Otherwise, if the young people could see the Fujun's carriage from afar, the young people would have already let it go, so how dare they stop it at will."

"How can our government blame General Bai for his responsibilities?"

The white-faced demon urged the little demon who set up the roadblock gate: "What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you let it go quickly?"

Nie Quanjiu no longer spoke much and put down the curtain.

The chauffeur raised his whip and eight carriages slowly drove into Daheishan City.

The city of Daheishan looks to be located halfway up the mountain, but in fact it has transformed the top of the main peak into a city, with the distant mountains full of palaces.

As soon as I entered the city, the originally faint incense power suddenly filled with energy.

If it weren't for the divine magic weapon being in the sea of ​​consciousness of the deity and the body of the deity is inside the soul banner, maybe they would have had a great chaos because of the divine magic weapon as soon as they entered the city.

The red-haired Taoist took out the wine gourd, took a sip, and looked at the scene outside the slow-moving carriage.

This place is not much different from the secular city, and compared with the secular city, there are more living people here, even more living people than Gaoping Mansion.

Even Tushanjun saw many people practicing in it.

Most of them are left-handed sects, there are also monks of the Demon Sect, and even monks disguised by the righteous sect walk in the market of Daheishan City.

Monks rarely enter the mundane world, and even here is no exception. They are only in the circle of monks.

It's ridiculous to say that the mortals living here seem to be better than those who escape famine and military disasters outside, although it's just a good idea.

If it weren't for the fact that there were demons walking on the road, I would have thought it was a peaceful city.

Such scenes of people and demons living together are rare.

However, there was no thriving appearance. Instead, it looked like a terminally ill person, who used powder to color his blood-free face to cover up his decay smell.

The frame was left with monks and Taoists and Nie Fujun. After entering the city, Ma Lu got off the frame, as if he was looking for his good looks.

Tushanjun had to sigh: "It's really amazing that Hehuan Sect can expand its business here."

"Is Taoist priest strange?"

"I thought there would not be too many people in the city, and there seemed to be many living people in your Gaoping Mansion." Tu Shanjun withdrew his gaze and said calmly, but there was inevitably a little more coldness in his words.
To be continued...