Chapter 139

Epiphyllum method seal quietly disappear.

Lu Zhengkang landed and stood in front of Mo Yun.

The young swordsman was at a loss when he saw the terrible power beyond the secular imagination.

"Well, can you bear it?"

Mo Yun's face was unnatural, but his mouth was hard, "of course!"

Lu Zhengkang looked at him and shook his head. It's time for him to have a nightmare when he goes to bed!

"It's good for you to have a look at such a battle. At least you should know the way to go. If you want to make up your heart sword classic, you have to gain the advantages of a hundred schools. In the future, you will have more opportunities to fight with the successors of various factions in the Jianghu."

"Yes, I see."

"Come on, let's go and see where the magic pivot was killed."

Lu Zhengkang strides forward. The mountain in front of him has turned into a cloud of history. Now it is a flat field.

The beautiful sky shines on the earth, the breeze blows, and it makes people feel happy.

The pilgrims wake up with happy smiles and follow the pilgrims one after another.

Looking at the world through the eye of heaven, there is a deep pit deep in the continuous mountains of Kunlun mountain. There are black traces like dirty blood in it. The forces of the same pivot are similar but different, but it needs to be contacted personally.

Continue to trudge for ten days, calculate the time, it is already April day.

Many followers have been in a coma one after another, and some choose to stay to take care of them and move on after recovery.

Lu Zhengkang is still energetic. When he was an insect, he could use soul energy to supplement his consumption. Now he has an inexhaustible upper edge, and he can go all the way to the end of time.

The swordsman at his side has been following him closely. No matter his body, internal Qi or will, he has reached the limit. Fortunately, he has been stimulated in the previous war, and his sword spirit is booming, and his skill is more refined. Only in this way can he constantly sharpen himself.

Stepping on the ice covered ridge, you will be at the top of the mountain. You can't help sighing and howling.

If you look around, you can see that the sky is blue and open, and the sun shines on the sky lake surrounded by the mountains in front of you. The lake water is bright and clear, as if it were an air filled with deep feelings. The wind blows, and the ripples open. The waves reflect the mountains, the clouds, the snow and the sky.

The lake is so big that it can't see the bottom. In the shallow part, you can see the sediment at the bottom. In the middle, you can't even see through the light. The whole lake looks like a glass landscape with black gems embedded on one side.

There is no living creature in such a good water, which makes people feel that nature is magical, but also gives birth to some doubt. It's just a pity that there is no fish in the water. There is no shrimp. It's really a dead place. The world always pursues lively scenery. If it's dead, it's the same as the rocks on the roadside.

Mo Yun jumps down, slides close to the cliff to the edge of the water, and looks at the water carefully. Then he frowns and pours the water. He comes back to Lu Zhengkang and says, "Master Lu Yuan, the water is quite strange. I study it carefully, but I don't feel any vitality in the heart of the sword. Normally, I see that even if those mountain springs are clean, there are insects. Just as the saying goes, there are 48000 insects in a bowl of water. Zen master, go and have a look. I can't do it, or the water is really weird. "

Lu Zhengkang narrowed his eyes. The water in these lakes is the melting water of ice and snow and the collection of precipitation in the sky. It is lack of minerals, but it is more than enough to grow some bacteria and algae. However, these tiny living creatures are killed by the black blood at the bottom of the Lake and cannot reproduce.

Not surprisingly, this is the place where Xuefeng said that the strange man killed the devil.

It is indeed a powerful existence. The residual breath after the ages can suppress the vitality of a region.

In the middle of the lake, there is a terrible place like an abyss. The black blood goes deep into the upper edge like a fibrous root, and the root is nodulated, like a huge evil fetal chamber. Now there is a big vacancy in the core, and something seems to have broken out of the cocoon.

What happened at the beginning can only be known by fate. Since Lu Zhengkang has decided to find out, he will not shrink back, but he is worried that accidents will inevitably occur.

Today, although Lu Zhengkang is strong, he dominates in the shallow pond. The world is so vast and the history is so profound. There are strong people in different dynasties. He is not so arrogant and careless.

So Lu Zhengkang said to Mo Yun, "I'll go to the bottom of the lake later and use my magic power to trace back to time and space to see what happened at the beginning. It's hard to guarantee that there will be no change. Go and tell my followers. Don't force them to leave when the time is right."

Mo Yun receives the order. Lu Zhengkang ponders a little, and then separates the pure land bead from his upper bead. In this way, whatever happens to him, the pure land can exist in the world.

He never takes risks, but he always arranges his own affairs and tries not to let his own affairs affect other people's lives. This is Lu Zhengkang's greatest tenderness to the world.

After preparation, he took a step and appeared at the bottom of the lake.

It's thirteen Li deep into the water. Under such heavy pressure, ordinary martial arts experts will even crush their body protection Qi, while Lu Zhengkang is still walking in the court.It doesn't mean how strong his true Qi is, but that his incarnation is like a bubble. There is no real body, so it's the same no matter where he is.

There is no light at the bottom of the lake. Lu Zhengkang's Qi is mixed with the water body, and his perception is diffused out. Although his eyes can't see, the surrounding scene is still clear.

There is no sediment.

At the foot of the stone, very smooth.

There are stone pillars everywhere, which have been weathered to extremely fuzzy lines.

Walking forward for a distance, there are several high platforms. After walking around, Lu Zhengkang can confirm that there are 14 high platforms.

The platform is 100 feet high, 100 feet long and 100 feet wide. It is covered with black blood stains, which can be seen clearly in the bright upper edge.

The distance and orientation of these high platforms are roughly humanoid.

There is a high platform in the north, one in the middle, five in the East and five in the west, and two in the south.

It is not difficult to see that the magic pivot seems to have been dismembered.

Head, trunk, feet, ten arms.

These parts were once placed on a high platform.

But now it's just blood.

Is this the seal? Like Chiyou?

So the seal is obviously broken, and now these bodies are missing.

Lu Zhengkang and these high platform edge knot, tianyantong began to trace back to the upper reaches of time.

……

Kunlun Mountains used to be a slightly undulating plain.

There are only a few mounds.

The demon God's body was lying on his back.

The gray, black and smooth skin is covered with a layer of red light, and is also covered with scarlet ghost face runes. The head has three sides, all with tusks, seven eyes, three pairs on both cheeks, one standing in the middle of the eyebrow. There are ten arms on the side of the body, each holding a weapon. The ancient and beautiful patterns are naturally generated.

It's hard to measure the size of the pivot. A single arm is longer than the mound beside it.

A mysterious robed man with a broad sword stood on the pivot like a mosquito in the mountain.

He waved his knife gently.

The next moment.

Magic pivot, body and head separation.

Hot as magma like blood, splashed, splashed to the sky clouds, landing like a downpour.