This is the worst case!
Ning Xiaochuan frowned deeply. Since the king of Qinghe asserted that the black fog ghost had fallen into the burial mountain, it was estimated that Yu Ningsheng was probably already in the burial mountain.
"How dangerous it is to bury the sacred mountain! I must save her!" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes became more and more firm.
Tan Qian and Shang said, "Amitabha! I said to bury the holy mountain, but you didn't listen. Fortunately, we have a corner of the remnant map, and we still have a great chance to break in."
Ning Xiaochuan turned over and jumped on the back of the double headed stone beast, and ran quickly in the direction of the burial mountain.
Monk TanQian, Zen toad and situ Jing also quickly caught up and jumped on the back of the double headed stone beast.
Seven days later, the party came to the foot of the burial mountain again.
Many people have gathered in the periphery of funerary mountain, which is ten times more than that of Ning Xiaochuan when he last came. The strong forces of all major forces have rushed to form an independent camp.
The nine clan and the four Avenue view all had great figures coming, which broke out an extremely strong atmosphere, making all the monks present feel great pressure.
Several Xuan beast masters in the wilderness also came, and they gathered together, as if they were talking about something?
When the double headed stone beast ran to the foot of the buried god mountain, it was immediately discovered by the strong warrior of the Lei family.
"Ning Xiaochuan, let's fight again. Either you or I will die." Lei Yi jumped down from a metal flying boat and ran to Ning Xiaochuan with a purple dragon spear in his hand. The spear pointed to Ning Xiaochuan's heart.
He was wrapped in lightning, and his momentum kept climbing.
Compared with the last battle, his martial arts cultivation seems to be much stronger.
After the battle of Picchu temple, the Lei clan suffered heavy losses. They investigated in all directions in Tianshi city and finally found out the taboo of Ning Xiaochuan.
Moreover, they found that the death of another favored son of the Lei family, "Lei Jiu", was also related to Ning Xiaochuan.
For Lei clan, a top clan, even if Ning Xiaochuan changes his appearance, he will certainly leave clues. As long as they are given time, they can find out all the old stories of Ning Xiaochuan.
Yan Mingzhu also came out of the crowd, dressed in white, with green silk and jade ribbons around her waist. Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were like a secluded pool, and her shell teeth were neat and crystal, giving people an elegant temperament like a lotus out of water.
Her eyes were especially bright. She glanced at situ Jing and Ning Xiaochuan and walked to Lei Yi's side.
Situ Jing stood beside Ning Xiaochuan and said, "Lei Yi, you are already the defeated general of brother Ning, and you dare to come up and fight. Was your last defeat not bad enough?"
Lei Yi was not angry and said, "thanks to him. After the disastrous defeat last time, I broke through to the Ninth level of dizun territory. In addition, I have been comprehending thunder nerve all the time, and I can only have the opportunity to reach the level of the first step of the ladder of heaven in half a year. At that time, the younger generation of Jiuyue Xinjiang, who can compete with me?"
Ning Xiaochuan couldn't help looking at Lei for a few more eyes and found that he was indeed a little less impetuous, a little more wise and calm.
It is obvious that Lei Yi has really gone beyond the scope of Di Zun realm and stepped into a new realm.
If others suffer a disastrous defeat, they are likely to sink and never recover.
However, Lei Yi is worthy of being the top hero in Jiuyue Xinjiang. He was reborn in adversity, became stronger in humiliation, and broke through to a higher level.
To break through the realm, it is natural to be ashamed before the snow.
Ningxiaochuan said, "if you want to be ashamed of yourself, I can give you that chance, but if you lose again, you must give me the local Xuanshi you photographed, otherwise I won't fight with you and waste my strength."
Lei Yi was extremely angry when he mentioned the ground grade basalt.
If it weren't for his breakthrough, the elders of the clan would surely put him to death for this matter. Even if he now reached the Ninth level of the land Zun realm, he still faced severe punishment when he returned to the clan.
Lei Yi was about to promise Ning Xiaochuan. Among the Lei clan, an old man came out and stood in front of Lei Yi, completely blocking what he wanted to say.
The old man was quite tall and thin, with bright eyes. Wearing a wide gray robe, he stood so casually that he not only blocked Lei Yi's words back to his throat, but also suppressed Ning Xiaochuan's martial momentum.
Ning Xiaochuan's heart was a little nervous. The old man in gray robes had a strong breath, giving people a feeling that he was looking up at a high mountain, and he couldn't see the top of the mountain at all.
Although Lei Yi was also very strong and began to understand the martial arts Sutra, his martial arts was too shallow compared with the old man. The former is a drop of water, and the latter is a vast ocean.
Ning Xiaochuan wanted to try to see the real face of the old man in grey robe, but he could only see an outline all the time, and could not see his five senses clearly. There seemed to be a water curtain between them.
"He is a mental body!"
"Grey running old man" is not the real body of flesh and blood, but the mental body of a powerful warrior.
"Not bad! No wonder it's extraordinary to defeat Lei Yi." The old man in grey robe stared at Ning Xiaochuan for a long time and nodded gently.
Lei always bows to the old man in gray robes, and his eyes are in awe. He says, "ancestor, I want to fight with Ning Xiaochuan again. I will lose my former shame and recapture the glory of the Lei family."
"This is the gratitude and resentment between you young people, and you can solve it yourself. However, the supremacy of our families will immediately start the Jiupin Xuanqi, and work together to break the dead spirit of the burial mountain. Only the monks under the control of the nine families, the four Avenue temple, and the three mysterious beasts have the opportunity to enter the burial mountain to find God's treasure. I don't know Ning Xiaoyou, would you like to enter the burial mountain with our Lei family?" The ancestors of the Lei clan seemed very sincere, and there was no anger on them.
Ning Xiaochuan said, "no! I don't mean to enter the burial mountain."
"That's a pity. Ning Xiaoyou is a genius with great luck. If you don't enter the burial mountain, I'm afraid you will miss many opportunities." Lei's ancestors were not reluctant, and their figures gradually dispersed into a breeze.
Lei Yi stared at Ning Xiaochuan coldly and said, "our own gratitude and resentment are not over yet. We will fight again after coming out of the burial mountain. Then, I will let you die!"
With these words, he turned and left, returning to the camp of Lei clan.
Zen toad was very curious and said, "the old man sincerely invited you to take you into the burial mountain, but why didn't you agree?"
Ning Xiaochuan said, "promise him, then we will all die in the burial mountain."
Situ Jing nodded and said, "that's right. The Lei clan suffered such a big loss, how can they give up? They invited brother Ning, which must be for the Jiupin Xuanqi in brother Ning's hand. Now all forces are staying outside the burial mountain, and the ancestors of the Lei clan are not easy to start, but it's hard to say if they enter the burial mountain."
"We can't enter the burial mountain with them, but retreat into the wilderness first." Ning Xiaochuan is still not at ease with the Lei clan, and plans to wait until the strong of the major forces enter the burial mountain, and then enter it no later.
The party retreated into the wilderness again, 800 miles away from the burial mountain.
Ning Xiaochuan took out the remnant of the burial mountain at that corner, spread it on the ground, and studied the remnant with situ Jing, intending to find a way to enter the burial mountain.
"We have never entered the burial mountain, and we don't know the geographical structure inside. Moreover, this is only one ninth of the remnant map, and we don't know what area it depicts?" Situ Jing had some distressed words.
Ning Xiaochuan has also studied this picture for many times, and can almost recite the above annotations completely. However, he has no clue at all, and he doesn't know which area is recorded above?
"Let me have a look." Monk Tan Qian grabbed the remnant map and stared at it for a long time. His fingers kept touching the remnant map, and his mouth made a muttering sound. Suddenly, he laughed: "this is the map of the central area of the burial mountain. See that dot? This is the source of the ghost river. It is said that it is an ancient medicine field, in which there are miraculous drugs."
Zen toad interjected and said, "monk, you are talking nonsense! The ghost river is the water of hell. How can it breed miraculous drugs?"
Monk Tan Qian slapped on the head of Zen toad and said, "what do you know? The extreme of death is life. That's what it means to say, when the worst comes, happiness begets sorrow. The source of the ghost river is actually a bay of water of life, which can not only breed miraculous drugs, but also possibly breed other creatures."
Monk Tan Qian said again, "eh! Haha! It actually records a way of life, which can lead to the source of the ghost river. If you can catch several mature psychic miraculous drugs, you will be rich."
Zen toad said, "monks are not indifferent to fame and wealth, despise money..."
"Pa!"
Monk TanQian slapped again and said painstakingly, "the Buddha's golden body has fallen off paint and the temple has been damaged. Don't you spend money to repair it? Why are you so ignorant?"
Monk TanQian caught the Zen toad and constantly explained the true meaning of Buddhism to it. If the Zen toad contradicted slightly, the monk would recite the "mantra of the mora Heart Sutra" and torture the Zen toad to death.
"Boom!"
A thunder roared out of the sky, shaking the mountains and fields!
Ningxiaochuan immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the burial mountain.
Originally, the clear sky was covered by lead black clouds, and hundreds of miles of thunder and lightning trembled in the clouds, like dragons and stingers.
A hammer surrounded by divine patterns rose into the sky and attracted thunder and lightning on the sky. It was like a "Thunderbolt hammer", which had the power to shake the sky and the earth.
"Boom!"
When the hammer was waved, thousands of lightning bolts followed, tearing apart the dead spirit of the buried mountain.
This is to dig the holy mountain with brute force, cut off the ghosts, extinguish the evil spirit, and forcibly make a way for survival.
"Lei Zu hammer, the ninth mysterious weapon of Lei clan!" Situ Jing stared at the huge hammer above the sky and felt huge pressure.