Chapter 232

He thought carefully that it was impossible that no one would choose this treasure land. It was a pity that they didn't know that it had long been reserved by Nanmen maple.

The array arranged by Nanmen maple in those years can cover up the appearance of this treasure land. Unfortunately, there are outstanding talents in the world. Coupled with the gathering of hundreds of dragon veins under the treasure land, it is impossible to leak out any defects. It is not uncommon for later people to find it here.

However, after they knew that someone had arranged the array here, they still buried themselves, which was a little disrespectful to Nanmen Feng.

In the netherworld Road, there are invisible rules. Everyone who knows that his time is coming is unwilling to die, does not have the ability to reincarnate, or reincarnate. Finally, he will basically choose here, and then come in, book a place in advance, arrange the array, and bury it when he is on the verge of death.

This rule is basically known to those who come in, and it is even more impossible for those who can go deep into this place not to know.

When he saw that Nanmen Maple had arranged the array in advance, he still forcibly buried it, which already belonged to provoking Nanmen maple.

If nanmenfeng is also an old man whose time is coming, he will definitely fight with this man because of this treasure land.

For those who bury themselves in Youming road when the time comes, a treasure land is more important than fairy tools. No one will give up.

Looking at the Fairy Spirit lingering in front and the treasure land with undulating mountains, Nanmen Maple's face gradually became gloomy.

He took a step forward and said in a cold voice, "there is a lord in the treasure land. If you enter it without permission, heaven should punish you."

This cold drink suddenly made everyone jump, looked at Nanmen Maple one after another, and then looked at the treasure land.

"Who is Nanmen Feng talking to?"

"I don't know. Is there anyone in this treasure land?"

"Someone, isn't that a dead man?"

"Maybe it's an extremely terrible dead man, a frightening dead man."

"Is Nanmen Maple sure?"

The people behind him whispered, did not enjoy the beautiful scenery, and looked worried.

Even the three Nirvana realms of God toad, Mrs. Mu and Zhang Yiyuan looked at them with fear. No one thought of Nanmen Feng.

He drank directly to the big energy buried here.

Click, click!

A terrible voice came from the distant mountain, echoing in everyone's ears, like a chain being dragged, and like a white bone standing up. It was clearly far away, but now it seemed to be in everyone's ears.

Boom!

Superimposed with the sound of chain dragging, it was a strong momentum of decay, but mixed with a trace of anger. It spread all over the world and pressed everyone out of breath at once.

Even God toad, Mrs. Mu and Zhang Yiyuan could not escape the suffering, and their faces turned red to resist.

"This momentum is so terrible that I have no resistance." the God toad clenched his teeth and said.

"Absolutely surpassing nirvana, reaching the realm of flying, even more terrible than the realm of flying." Mrs. Mu's teeth trembled, and there was a panic in her amber eyes.

How terrible would it be for this man to stand in front of them?

It was difficult to resist the nirvana realm, not to mention the rest, all of them were pressed on the ground, their faces turned red and could not speak.

"Hum, how dare the human beings from there run wild on my territory?" a cold hum, accompanied by the roaring momentum, seemed to crush Nanmen Maple into meat mud.

"I don't think of myself as a person, but I still have the face to die and live?" Nanmen Feng sneered, disdained and stood still.

Let the overwhelming momentum beat him, he was not afraid. Under his feet, a touch of divine color flowed and gathered into an ancient array. Runes gathered one after another to help Nanmen Maple resist this momentum.

This array was arranged by Nanmen maple in those years. After so many years, it gradually weakened. Now it can only help Nanmen Maple resist momentum.

"Hey, you boy, can you resist my momentum?" the dead man buried here asked suspiciously.

The sound of Kaka rang out continuously. Just in front of Nanmen maple, the earth cracked, and a golden altar rose up. There was a golden coffin on the altar, which was huge, as if it was not human, but an ancient giant beast buried inside.

Patter!

The golden coffin was opened, a white jade palm came out, and then a white young man stood up.

Boom!

The white faced young man opened his eyes and a bloody light burst out, making all the people watching him scream.

The God toad was frightened and shouted, "you are the ancestor of the Mingyue family. You didn't fly to the upper boundary. How can you be here?"

Everyone, including Nanmen maple, frowned.

This white faced young man is the ancestor of Mingyue family?

Mingyue aristocratic family was founded only a few thousand years ago. The first generation of ancestors had great strength, and trained 3000 iron floating butchers to sweep the Youming road in a wave of animals, which was world-famous.

Later, it was said that he flew to nine days and ten places. Most people believed it. No one thought that he buried himself in the netherworld road.

When Mingyue heard the God toad calling himself, he was stunned and smiled silently: "it was the little frog in those years. It hasn't been seen for thousands of years. You have also become a figure at the level of Laozu."

God Toad's eyes twinkled, looked at Nanmen maple and whispered, "this man is the ancestor of Mingyue family. At the peak of that year, he surpassed Nirvana and turned around. His strength is unfathomable. Shall we still go?"

Nanmen Feng sneered, "go?"

"It's a joke that a group of living people were forced away by a dead man." Nanmen Feng shook his head.

"Besides, do you think the dead man will let us go?" the maple in the South Gate said faintly.

"You are a smart man. If you disturb my silence, I must leave my life. Although I can't absorb your blood, moistening this blessed land can also accelerate my process of living to death." Mingyue said with a sneer.

When Mingyue said this, everyone was worried. This is an invincible master of a generation. Their momentum alone makes them out of breath.

Mrs. Mu tried her best to resist and said bitterly, "ah Feng, if you have a way, just say it and I can help. Since the dead man wants to leave us here, you don't need to be polite."

Zhang Yiyuan drank loudly in the evening, and a righteous and righteous spirit filled the air. He squeezed away the oppression of momentum, stood up seriously and said, "the skill of my sage family can restrain the spread of death and contribute."

Seeing this, the God toad laughed: "I was a demon, wild and difficult to tame. After entering the demon refining tower for thousands of years, I turned into a demon. You want to leave me and dream."

Boom!

The God toad is completely powerful and changes its body. A huge God toad, half cyan and half black, mixed with evil gas, has an amazing momentum.

The three men lifted up the momentum of Mingyue's ancestor, let the people behind them breathe a sigh of relief and stood up.

"I'm a disciple of Taoist school. Why should I be afraid?" qingchanglin roared and burst out. He asked the peak and said that he was not weak.

A momentum broke out, and everyone was unwilling to die and wanted to resist.

When Mingyue saw this, his eyes were cold. His face was white and even morbid. Unlike ordinary people, he stood in front of the golden coffin and stretched out a palm: "it's just a mob. Even if my grandfather died, he can still erase all of you."

"Talk big." Nanmen Feng, who had been observing, suddenly opened his mouth, stepped forward, stood in front of everyone, looked directly at Mingyue's ancestor, with a sneer on his face.

"To die, you boy seems to be their head. I'll kill you first." the blood in the eyes of Mingyue's ancestor flashed, and the pale palm fell, like a piece of sky crumbling and falling. The Taoist rhyme dissipated, the glory flowed, beautiful and dangerous.

But Nanmen Feng didn't care. When his palm fell, the immortal corpse jumped out of his Dantian, expressionless and punched.

Boom!

The sudden appearance of the immortal body was unexpected, and this immortal body was different from that thrown out by Nanmen maple.

Powerful, scary!

When the immortal body was punched out, the void suddenly trembled. Mingyue's palm was hit and trembled back. He was not an enemy.

"What the hell is this?" Mingyue asked with a frozen look in his eyes.

Nanmen Feng said calmly, "immortal corpse."

This immortal corpse was completely activated by Nanmen maple. It was not in the past. In order not to be destroyed, it was careful.

With the earth book in his body, Nanmen maple is not very useful for asking for the immortal's body. Just take advantage of this opportunity to exert all his strength to defeat Mingyue's ancestor.

The body of the immortal corpse, which was fully activated by Nanmen maple, has changed. Its muscles are full, its hair is flying, and its momentum is surging, which is more terrible than God toads and others.

"Come on, give a powerful blow!" Nanmen Feng ordered.

Boom!

The immortal corpse jumped up, the palm pushed slowly, and six black holes appeared behind him, rotating.

Boom!

The black hole erupted, making the immortal corpse's momentum rise again. He punched and showed a strong fist technique.

In the past, immortal corpses were going straight. Fist attack was just fist. They used their invincible body to defeat the enemy.

But now, the immortal's body shows its fist technique, which brightens the eyes of Nanmen maple.

"Six samsara boxing, this is an ancient boxing technique. It's very powerful." Nanmen Feng recognized it.

The six reincarnations have existed since ancient times, but few people have found them. In ancient times, there were strong people who went deep into reincarnation, suffered hundreds of disasters and honed them in thousands of ways. Finally, they realized this fist technique, which shocked the heavens. However, since then, this fist technique has disappeared and did not expect to exist on a corpse.

Boom!

When he punched, Mingyue's face became serious. When he reached the peak, he bullied the xuanhuang domain. Even if he was a rising man, few people were his opponents, but now he is a dead man. The peak is not there. Facing this punch, the pressure is not small.

"The bright moon lasts forever!" Mingyue Changlin played the unique skill of Mingyue aristocratic family. With one hand falling, the bright moon emerged, and the divine color was shining. It shrouded the immortal corpse and wanted to be suppressed.

But the immortal's body did not care. With one punch, it was indomitable.

He shook his body with great force, smashed the four sides, and then stepped on it with his big foot, and hit Mingyue's father's face.

Mingyue's grandfather trembled and retreated a few steps. He was very embarrassed and looked ferocious. He shook back and punched the immortal's body.

to be sonorous!

The immortal corpse did not waver. He let his fist hit him and did not shrink back. His palm fell and slapped, turning Mingyue's face more and more pale. There was death in his body.