The white mist was everywhere, and the sight could not be far away. Only people could vaguely see someone walking back and forth.

Suddenly, Duan Rui seemed to have returned to Jiangdong. In the late autumn of last year, Changchuan was often covered with such heavy fog, breathing and gurgling rivers, with a unique flavor.

A figure came over the mist, wearing a crimson dress and a dark cloak, quiet and beautiful, with the gentle and elegant spirit of Jiangdong, as if he had just landed in a black-sailed boat, or had just picked lotus seeds and returned home. There was endless beauty.

"Sister Yuan Jing!" Duan Rui was both surprised and happy.

I and Feng Yuanjing were originally making an appointment to visit the lake today, but when I saw the fog was so strong that I was worried that she would not come, but I still didn't break my promise!

He took a step forward and wanted to meet him, but suddenly his shoulders tightened, but he was pulled.

Duan Rui turned around angrily, his pupils were pitch black, and he looked cruel and fierce, but what he saw was Wang Siyuan's beautiful face, and he looked at him without a trace, pointing around: "Look at them."

At this time, Duan Rui was confused and did not know where he was. He subconsciously looked around and saw figures. They were men, women, monks and Taoists. His eyes were confused, as if they were dull, walking back and forth like sleepwalking. The exposed skin had rotted a lot, and the bones were visible. The breath carried the vicissitudes of time, and it seemed that he would continue like this until it completely turned into gray.

This horrifying scene woke Duan Rui up. He was not in Changchuan, Jiangdong, and was clearly in the "demonic land"!

Looking at the white mist in front of me, where was Feng Yuanjing's figure?

Wang Siyuan's head rotates with the "turtle book" and the black and white dots are highlighted, interpreting the number of Dayan, and transforming into a one that escapes.

The invisible and colorless light shone down, covering Wang Siyuan, the white-haired and pupilless old man, a middle-aged man with wide robe and big sleeves, and moved as they moved forward.

Duan Rui did not lose his "purity". Seeing the illusion, they walked for a while and walked out of the white fog. They only saw a string of Buddhist beads floating in the edges and deep places, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, colorful, without the slightest purity.

"Buddha Treasure!" Duan Rui's eyes were full of darkness and his heart was full of greed.

Wang Siyuan coughed violently a few times, as if he could not bear it: "We are using the power of Luoshu to hide the world and not move the objects of the array eye, otherwise it will cause a series of changes, which is very unfavorable."

The hexagram is not complete, and things are not done at all!

Duan Rui took a deep breath and turned around and followed with a little regret and reluctance.

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After climbing the first floor of the mountain, Meng Qi took a short rest and prepared to stop returning at any time. He climbed the second floor along the mountain road.

There should have been a red mist here, but it dissipated at this time, with only a little left in the unventilated places surrounded by rocks and other places.

Wearing fast boots with "Qingyuan Taoist Robe" on her feet, Meng Qi is not anxious or slow to move forward.

He seemed to see a rock with the words "So that's it", so he suddenly realized that he had mastered "cause and effect". After returning to his own world, he killed Thunder God with one knife. With the help of Yunhe and the immortal traces, he obtained the general outline of the Tathagata's magic palm. After years of enlightenment, he finally mastered a peerless palm technique that no one has mastered since the Middle Ages.

Cover the world with one palm, and I am the only one in the world!

The feeling of pleasure filled my heart, but Meng Qi frowned. This was extremely similar to the hallucinations he had when he realized "falling into the world". Will there be Xiao Zi who threw herself into her arms and gave her a message, and Xiao Sang Qu's meaning flattery?

The subsequent guesses did not appear. This made Meng Qi feel a sense of alienation and could not "get into the show", let alone sinking into the world. It was worse than the last illusion. How could he deal with himself who had already become an "immortal and original appearance"?

Before I knew it, Meng Qi climbed the second level of the mountain and saw a broken glass lamp.

"The object of the array eye is broken again?" Meng Qilu was surprised.

However, this strange place has existed for many years, and it is not too strange that the array eye items are damaged.

He stopped, recalled the experiences of the first and second mountain peaks, and thoughtfully said: "The second layer of formation is obviously 'fallen red dust'. From this point of view, isn't the first layer a purity?"

"My biggest obsession is that Ananda's soul will not dissipate, and then he involves many ancient powerful people, using poison to fight poison..."

Thinking of this, Meng Qi subconsciously looked at the fifth floor and saw that there was darkness and sometimes bright stars passing by:

"Is it because it is a formation arranged with the meaning of 'sticking cause and effect'? My opportunity?"

He withdrew his gaze, calmed his mind, and did not be too ambitious, so he turned to the third floor.

The black air was lingering in front of me, and the clouds were deep and I didn't know where they were. On the fourth floor, there was a red lotus condensed by flames blooming.

"The formation of external demons? The formation of karma accumulation?" Meng Qi frowned slightly and savored something. "If he had not controlled the evil demons in his heart before and let him have a little "'', then the first and second levels of "clearness" and "falling into the world" can give him the 'nutrient' to develop and grow."

"Then, the 'outer demon' led to the 'outer demon' cannot be said to be the real 'self'. It is evenly matched and difficult to defeat. But the more you fight, the more you are divided, you will undoubtedly be 'dead'!"

"Perhaps because of this, the fourth style 'inducing external demons' is arranged before the third style 'accumulating karma'."

After mixing well, breathing and adapting to this place, Meng Qi took the left sword and right sword, and walked into the lingering black air.

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Duan Rui glanced at the glass that was burning with the green flames like the lights of thousands of families, and turned his head hard, and his anger became more and more intense.

Suddenly, he found that the tortoise shell had stopped rotating and the colorless and invisible light disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Duan Rui blurted out. Whether it was the original Duan Rui or the evil demon Duan Rui, they were still young and energetic and immature enough, which was in sharp contrast to the silence of the middle-aged man without pupils beside him and the pupil-free middle-aged man.

Wang Siyuan kept eating with his thumb, pinching his nameless three-finger knuckles, and said calmly: "The 'evil' in front can be passed by without hiding it."

"Evil Demon, are there real evil demons here?" Duan Rui said in surprise.

Wang Siyuan smiled out of reach: "Bodhidharma attained the Bodhisattva Fruit and touched the future Buddha Fruit. He is the first person since the Middle Ages, but in his later years, a great demon suddenly popped up and fought him to break the Pure Land. It was finally wiped out. You think, where did this great demon come from?"

Duan Rui couldn't speak at all, and felt that the black air in front of him was filled with extreme danger!

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The black air soaked in the body, Meng Qiyin felt a little bit like being in the Nine Netherworlds.

He had just taken seven steps, and the darkness was separated in front of him, and he slowly stepped out, wearing a gray patchwork robe, with his hands folded. There was no hair on his head, no beard on his face, and his face was ancient.

The monk had no intention of rotting, but his expression was distorted and his eyes were pitch black. He looked at Meng Qi with one palm!

This palm is slow, with a blasting sound following it, as if the mountain peaks in front of the palm collapsed, the river flowed backwards, and even the void was vaguely twisted. Circle Meng Qi in it!

There is nothing else magic except power and glistening dark gold!

"Valley King Kong Palm!" Meng Qi was surprised, but he didn't feel like it.

If it is a true powerful Vajra Palm, with the power shown by this external demon monk, there should be the appearance of Vajra floating behind it and the light of Buddha shines!

Meng Qi did not dare to be negligent, so he directly slashed with one sword, which was simple and bright, and purple electric condensed at the tip of the knife.

boom!

A thunder sounded. When spring came, purple lightning exploded, shining brilliantly in the sky, blending with the explosion of the long sword itself. It split the black fog and shattered the ground, and its destructive power was extremely amazing.

Accompanied by the thunder, the purple lightning sword slashed with golden flesh palms.

Bang!

Shock waves visible to the naked eye gushed from the junction toward all directions.

Meng Qi's right hand trembled slightly, while the external demon monk took a step back, and dark gold lit up all over his body.

He is not forgiving others to gain power. Meng Qi's swords are constantly firing, sometimes in the thunder hell, sometimes in the sun shining everywhere, sometimes in the winter thunder and thunder, sometimes in the void birthday, without any breath, one move is as fast as one move, one move is stronger than another, and the rumbling sound continues.

Within the radius, purple thunder scattered all over the sky, with its teeth and claws spreading, the dazzling sun almost formed, and the rays of light were rays of light!

The outer demon monk's body was dark and shiny, his acupoints were opened, and his palms were slapped continuously. Each palm had a thunderous sound, crackling, but he failed to catch the strange phenomenon outside his body. Every time he received a knife or a sword, the gold color became a little dim.

When the battle was in full swing, the monk from the outer demon had been forced to the edge of a cliff. Meng Qi shouted loudly, and the eight-slash of the virtual swords were cut, and the purple thunder dragon was formed, connecting to the last sword, falling like a wheel.

狂雷震九霄!

Boom!

Amid the sound, purple lightning was shining, and the monk from the outer demon was stunned.

Then, he divided into two pieces, and purple thunder burst out from the wound, and his whole body collapsed, turned into black gas, and merged into nearby areas.

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The black gas was emptied, condensed into clouds and surrounded them, and under their spinning core was a monk standing.

His face had a bit of the Southern Wilderness. He wore a string of dark big Buddhist beads on his neck, a gray robe, a slim shoe, his eyes were closed, his expression was hideous, and his shape was extremely distorted.

When Duan Rui saw that Wang Siyuan, Wang Dezhong and Wang Bingning were facing a great enemy, he immediately became interested in the foreign devil monk with black air.

He looked carefully and suddenly found that the monk's appearance looked familiar, which was particularly similar to the arhat he worshipped at that time.

“达摩!”他失声而出.

After looking at the other party's hideous expression, his voice became low:

“邪达摩!”

The monk in the gray robe showed an evil smile, picked up the flower in his right hand and gently brushed it out.

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After Meng Qi split the magic phantom, he was ready to speed up his pace and leave here. If it weren't for the ban on flying high near the mountain, he would have wanted to fly directly to the fifth floor.

At this moment, his steps stopped, his pupils contracted, and a figure shone!

This is an elegant middle-aged man with black hair and no whiteness, handsome facial features, and a kind of weird charm like a god and demon.

He was wearing a wide robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, standing with his hands behind his back, with a chic posture, revealing endless leisure, looking up at the sky, as if thinking about the ultimate meaning of life and seeking the roots of the great way.

What shocked Meng Qi was not the appearance of this figure. It was not surprising that any "external demon" appeared here, but that this charming man was stepping on a glass lamp with his right foot, and then he used a little force, and the lamp was broken.

This is exactly the same as the current situation of the second layer of array eye objects!

"Is he who broke the two formations of "Lost Hongchen" and "Breaking Qingjing"? The breath and scenes were recorded by the "Sticking External Demon" formation, and he became the "External Demon"?"

"But since someone came in, why was the true meaning outside the door not lost?"

Meng Qi held the handle of the sword tightly, suppressing the thoughts in his mind, and did not dare to neglect any! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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