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Bimon, a very old clan, has been relocated, destroyed many times in the past years. Therefore, even they can not tell their real origin.

Some people say that they were born in chaos and Hongmeng.

Some people think that they are the spirits of heaven and earth.

A close to the truth is that the bimouns are just small creatures, and they only followed an invincible one in ancient times. The first generation of bimon drank a mouthful of emperor's blood and multiplied from then on.

There are many different opinions.

Li Yi was lost in thought.

He is more inclined to the last one than to the first two.

However, this Jiuli mountain is different from Penglai Xianshan mountain. There is no genius treasure, and no strong one is sealed here.

The bimonts found this place, of course. What is the holy land for?

There's no Blue Phoenix here.

Suddenly, he opened a corner again. He scanned the peak and found nothing. After a few breaths, his sight stayed at the foot of the peak, a crack.

The crack was very big, seven or eight meters wide, and filled with a dense black air.

Look carefully, among them unexpectedly float sink a lacquer black coffin.

Li Yi was awe inspiring. He closed his samsara eyes again, and his heart jumped up. He always felt that Jiuli mountain was very strange, which could also be regarded as magic.

On the surface, it is no different from the ordinary mountains. But if you open the eyes of samsara, maybe it is the true face of Jiuli mountain.

The coffin.

Subconsciously, he looked at the strongmen of the holy land.

For a long time, he asked, "has anyone ever been in?"

The man picked his eyebrows and replied, "yes, I failed."

Li Yi nodded: "can I have a try?" He wanted to know if the saint was still alive, and what happened to the coffin?

The man didn't answer immediately.

At this time, not far away from a stronger than Meng came over, is an old man, the body is not tall, kind-hearted, smile way: "you are very good."

Li Yi blinked, inexplicably.

The old man said, "young man, how about we make a deal?"

He wondered, "please tell me clearly."

The old man laughed and waved his big hand. A brand appeared. He squinted his eyes and said, "what do you see?"

Li Yi opened his eyes wide: "a bamboo roll."

The old man said, "Jiuli mountain is the holy mountain of our bimont people. But except for the king of bimont, the rest of the blood is almost difficult to enter. If you want to get close to that peak, you need to meet two conditions: physical cultivation and outsiders."

It's ironic that outsiders can step into it at will, but they are not like the mon people.

As a matter of fact, people do not know that Jiuli mountain seen by outsiders is not the same as that seen by bimont people, just like what Li Yi saw when he opened his eyes of samsara.

Li Yi seems to understand: "the elder means to let the younger generation bring out this bamboo roll?"

The old man nodded: "yes, if you bring out the bamboo roll, I will give you a big chance than the Mongolian people."

It's tempting.

Li Yi is a little short of breath. He is eager to be promoted now. Even if he can't become the king in a short time, he should at least reach the peak state.

But here comes the question.

Physical training, outsiders, there are so many strong people there, their physical body must be no less than him, and the God King of Tianxuan was hidden.

And what's going to happen when you step into it? It's hard to say.

Li Yi sighed: "master, you are a little embarrassed."

The old man laughed: "a complete nine turn Tian Dan, I know you need it."

Li Yi's eyes were wide open and her heart was beating.

The old man said, "in addition, the opportunity I mentioned is also the same. At least it can make you break through to the peak and refine your body to a deeper level. How about it?"

It's so tempting.

He swallowed a mouthful of regular foam, and his eyes glowed: "is it true?" Don't say anything about the peak situation. He must agree to the nine turn heaven pill.

Besides, he also wanted to go in and find out.

The old man looked at him: "you and the little Lord are friends. As the elder of the little Lord, I will not cheat you."

Li Yi calmed down and thought about it carefully. There was no reason for the other party to cheat him. Moreover, as he said, he had something to do with the little Lord.

Nodding, he said, "OK, it's settled."

Seeing him nodding, the old man's smile also coagulated a lot, and said in a solemn way: "you need to look for the location of bamboo roll, we don't know, and you should pay attention to the coffin in the area. If you see it, don't disturb. In addition, there are Archean ferocious beasts sleeping here. In a word, don't move the things inside, even if it's a miraculous medicine."

He said it as if there was a ghost in it. To tell the truth, he is a little flustered now.The old man took a deep breath: "please."

Although I don't know what is depicted in the bamboo scroll, it should be a very important thing for the bimong people, perhaps it is inheritance, it may also be the skill.

He didn't ask much. It wasn't his character.

Looking at the group of strong men, he walked past, hovered in the edge for a long time, carefully aware of the power fluctuations inside.

It was nihility, but he still felt a kind of profundity and a kind of oppressive force, like the great majesty of a God's residence.

Pen!

Ten minutes later, he stepped into the middle with one foot, which made his whole body almost twisted and his heart stopped.

It's not a taboo force at all, but a mountain of pressure, too heavy.

Li Yi's face is pale and his scalp is numb.

"Find your own way."

"Ha ha..."

"I hate black swordsmen more and more."

Many of the strong men were calm and cold, all of them gathered in Li Yi's body. They hoped that the majestic power would directly crush Li Yi to death, but they thought it was impossible.

The black swordsman's body is too strong, as long as you give him time, you can carry that strength.

At this time, the man can't help but open his mouth: "elder, can he do it?"

The old man's eyes were deep: "the black swordsman's body is very strong, and even if he can't get into the depths, he can't die."

The man was shocked: "why?"

The old man said, "how could a black swordsman die so easily?"

Looking back on these years of pursuit, from zhanzhou in the south to here, I don't know how many strong men attacked him, but what was the result?

Either he killed him, or he beat him away.

Speaking of his state of affairs, the weak is in a mess, but he can't die.

Thinking of this, the man did not speak, but he always felt that the old man was somewhat abnormal, there was something wrong.

At this time, the God King of Tianxuan also spoke, with a cold look, and said to a young practitioner, "you are also physical cultivation, and you have a pulse melting hand and many powerful martial arts skills. If you can kill the black swordsman, I promise you to practice in the spirit pool for three years." Spirit pool.

Hearing these two words, the man's eyes suddenly became hot, and his breath was a little short.

At this moment, not only Tianxuan holy land, but also many powerful family members hiding in the dark or appearing in the scene also spoke.

"Follow him."

"Don't act rashly. Look at the situation first."

"Find a chance to kill the black swordsman."