Chapter 633

"You're fierce." Long Ritian gritted his teeth and said.

Now he can't do these tasks, so he can only put it aside for a while, because there is still one task he hasn't done yet.

Buzhou Mountain mission, he went to the former Buzhou Mountain site to find Yinjian.

Then he flew towards Buzhou Mountain.

The site of Qianbuzhou Mountain is in the center of the Honghuang Continent. It was the former pillar of the sky and the only road that leads directly to the heaven.

Later, it was broken by the Water God Gonggong. Later, several great saints chopped off the limbs of the mysterious turtle and refined it into four pillars supporting the sky, so that the sky would not sink, so as to avoid the death of all living beings.

And if he wants to go to the middle of the flood, he has to move in space to get there quickly.

Then the Withered Thunder Sword merged into the body, and Long Ritian broke through the void and rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

…

Buzhou Buzhou, only half of the Buzhou Mountain is incomparably tall in the flood and wild, straight into the sky.

Buzhou Mountain, which exuded terrifying coercion in the past, is now a giant peak with only scenery left. Although it is large, there are few powerful creatures practicing here.

A year later, a ripple appeared in the space at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and a figure came out.

"This... is Buzhou Mountain?"

Looking at this giant peak, Long Ritian couldn't help but feel a little bit of insignificance in his heart.

He has seen countless mountain peaks, but none of them can compare with Buzhou Mountain.

Although Buzhou is already an ordinary peak at this time, the traces of time on it can still be seen, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

"Buzhou Mountain, breastfeeding Nuwa Fuxi, but also propped up the Heavenly Court, Xinghai, countless strong people used to climb Buzhou Mountain to hone their will. Although Buzhou is no longer, but I still want to climb Buzhou Mountain, Walk the way of the saints."

Long Ritian said indifferently, at this time, he seemed to have fallen into an epiphany, and the breath on his body was mysterious.

"Snapped…"

A sound of bubbles bursting came from him, and the primordial spirit in Long Ritian's soul sea suddenly grew half a meter taller.

"Oh, what a pity."

After a while, Long Ritian came back to his senses and sighed.

In this way, he has not been able to break through, it is still a little bit, and now it is only half a step.

Then he walked towards Buzhou Mountain.

This time, he didn't use divine power, and he didn't fly. He simply walked and walked up step by step.

Winter is coming to spring. I don't know how many autumns and winters have passed. Long Ritian's body has been covered with a lot of dust, a thick layer, and the breath on his body is getting weaker and weaker, and it slowly disappears.

But his eyes became brighter and brighter, like a star above the sky.

His will is getting stronger and stronger, and the surrounding space is affected by his will, manifesting hazy jade wheels, jade wheels that have never been seen before.

After another spring and autumn, Long Ritian finally reached the top of Buzhou Mountain.

A breeze blew past, all the dust on his body blew off, and a quaint aura came from him.

"Om..."

I saw a burst of energy from his body, and the space shook.

"This... this is the road the saint has traveled." A desolate voice came from his mouth, resounding on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

At this time, a huge beam of light rose from the center of the mountain, accompanied by a terrifying aura that made the space rippling.

Long Ritian felt a familiar feeling coming from this light.

He turned to look at the light and flashed towards it at the same time.

As the beam of light dissipated, a ten-inch high golden lotus platform was revealed, with a one-foot-long dagger on it.

There are mysterious lines on the short sword, the whole body is gray, very simple, and it does not look like it can hurt people.