Chapter 215

At the moment when the door blockade was lifted, Dan Tai Qingrun's eyebrows, who found that something was wrong, quickly pointed to the flying sword. The two swords of Qiu Hong Lingyin immediately flashed a brilliant light and roared to cut at another underground monk.

Wheeze! Wheeze!

The two flying swords poured out as fast as lightning and bombarded the underground friars holding Trident magic tools, forming a sword rain.

At first, the hell friars could barely Parry by waving Trident magic tools, but this passive defense was extremely energy consuming.

But for a moment, he was an instant. Qiu Hong's sword always came out of his chest. Under the pain of eating, his hand was deformed and his spiritual power was stagnant. Then he was seized by Dan Tai Qingrun, who was good at fighting, and stabbed into a sieve.

Lu Qingshan didn't find any chance to mend the knife.

But his mind was not on a head at this time, and he paid more attention to the opened demon tomb.

... although the time was a month earlier, the demon tomb was finally opened by the underground government.

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

The interval of the sound of running thunder from the hall door became shorter and shorter, and the transmission range became wider and wider. The sound wave spread in all directions of the demon mountain like a wave.

The glow from the hall door also turned into a mysterious force, which was very strange and spread outward like ripples.

Then, one after another, the fiery colorful glow rose into the sky, some red as blood, some dark as ink, and some silver.

Among the demon mountains, the mountains are vast and magnificent, with towering mountains all over.

On a cliff somewhere, at this time, there was a Sanpin demon bird with black scales all over its body. It was closing its eyes, but at this time, its eyes suddenly opened.

It heard a very strange noise!

Looking in the direction of the sound source, it saw the rising glow.

The demon bird's eyes lit up, because there was a treasure light in those rays!

At the next moment, the demon bird roared up to the sky, and its wings burst into blue light. Its body rose into the sky and turned into a residual shadow to fly to the place where the glow bloomed.

"Moo!"

A bull roared, and the sound was mixed with the rumbling thunder, which was difficult to distinguish.

This is a giant cow with a red appearance, as high as more than ten meters, rampaging in the dense forest of ancient trees and heading towards the sunset.

It is also attracted by the rising glow.

The skyrocketing glow and the huge sound hard to hide attracted the attention of countless monsters.

In the primitive ancient forest of the demon mountain range, at this time, it is full of monsters roaring, fierce birds hitting the sky, and the movement is earth shaking.

Such a big movement in the demon mountain also made some zongmen and Xiuzhen families close to the demon mountain feel the strange situation in the demon mountain, and sent people close to the demon mountain to carefully investigate the situation.

Moreover, because the spirit mountain is located at the junction of the three houses, not only the spirit market house, but also the attention of the friars of the other two houses was also attracted.

For a moment, the demon mountain became the gathering place of the wind and cloud.

However, when they find out the situation and react, it will take them five or six days to send people, large and small.

.......

In the valley.

It was a mess. The leopard Ming demon king was paralyzed on the ground, and his chest was still splashing blood. This time it was really dying, not pretending to be dead.

"Why? Why?" the leopard Ming demon king Shuo's big leopard eyes were full of resentment and anger. He kept muttering, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

He still couldn't accept the fact that Li Zun could enter unharmed, but it was intercepted outside.

The tragedy of the leopard Ming demon king also delayed the actions of other monsters who were ready to move. When they looked at the hall door, they took a trace of vigilance and fear. For a moment, they didn't know whether to enter or retreat.

Only the underground friars, at this time, did not hesitate to flash towards the hall door.

Seeing this, Beiming zhenzun's face was as gloomy as water.

Because of his carelessness, Li Zun fled from his hands. He already felt that his face could not fall down. Seeing these underground friars act like this, he finally broke out his anger for the first time.

Let another hell friar escape from his hands, and he will be a false friar!

Hiss!

The whole body of Beiming zhenzun was covered with purple thunder, and the whole person was incarnated as an ancient Thunder God at this moment.

His right hand pointed down and drank softly: "Chi!"

Boom, boom!

It was a bolt from the blue. Dozens of thunder suddenly fell in the sky. These thunder turned into smart thunder snakes. In an instant, they rushed to bite and entangle dozens of underground friars. The speed was so fast that these underground friars could not hide.

Zizizi!

At the moment when the thunder was entangled, these underground friars were as fragile as a piece of paper. They all fell from the air. They were split by the thunder and screamed bitterly. They kept twisting and twitching their bodies, looking very painful.

One wave is not flat, another wave rises.

In the sky, there are dozens of thunder snakes.

Seeing the monster in such a situation, he finally put out his mind to struggle again. Even the Jackal fierce demon king and the wolf palace demon king no longer resist.

If you are honest, you may have a chance to live. If you resist again, you will die.

The only chance to escape was when Beiming zhenzun didn't react.

Only two people seized this opportunity, one was Li Zun himself, and the other was the most cunning leopard Ming demon king.

But in the end, only Li Zun escaped in, and the leopard Ming demon king directly lost half his life.

With the mysterious thunder method, Beiming zhenzun controlled the scene. He just looked at the growing momentum from the hall door and frowned.

It's too much noise.

Such a big noise, I'm afraid it will be lively here soon.

At that time, even if he was an empty friar, he would fight one against ten and one against a hundred at most. It was impossible to block this place.

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Creak!

The door of the hall was finally opened, and the tomb of King Geng Jinhu completely reappeared in the world.

But the glow emitted from the temple door showed no sign of stopping, and the sound was still continuous.

As if it was deliberately done, the whole hall door was glittering and covered up all the scenes. A breath of breathtaking grandeur was released from it, which was very extraordinary.

Beiming zhenzun waved his big hand and dozens of thunder snakes swam out, binding all the monsters.

Then his body moved and moved to the door of the temple.

But at the moment when he was close to the gate, the scene was a hundred times more terrible than the previous leopard demon king's approach to the gate.

Dozens of golden rays turned into blades and shot at him!

Beiming zhenzun's face turned again, his fingers were light, and a mysterious Taoist Rune appeared out of thin air. It changed in the air to meet these blades with gray thunder.

"No!" at the moment when the thunder touched the Xiaguang blade, Beiming zhenzun's heart jumped again.

On those Xiaguang blades, there is a strong artistic conception of killing.

Under the blessing of the killing mood, the gray lightning will disappear and melt in an instant.

Fortunately, Beiming zhenzun reacted quickly enough to offer a purple talisman in a moment.

A huge silver moon was inspired on the treasure amulet, and the silver glow transpiration from the moon plate, like a bright god ring, enveloping the true respect of the North hell.

Keng Keng!

These Xia Guang blades cut on the silver glow, sent out a violent collision, and then disintegrated into a brilliant Xia Guang rain.

With the help of the treasure talisman, Beiming zhenzun, who blocked the fierce attack, stepped back dozens of steps and looked warily at the shining hall door.

What a killing mood!

Why did Li Zun get into it unharmed? When I was close to the leopard demon king, I would be attacked?

Beiming zhenzun was also confused for a moment.

"This is the lingering power of the killing artistic conception left after the fall of the Geng golden tiger king." a voice came out, seemed to see the doubt of Beiming zhenzun, and took the initiative to explain the doubt: "any monk who is too powerful will be regarded as an enemy by this killing artistic conception and be attacked by the instinct of killing artistic conception."

"And this boundary should be that friars above the golden elixir period are forbidden to enter the demon tomb."

The speaker followed her into Lu Qingshan in the valley after dantai Qingrun killed the hell at a high speed.