God of War God

Chapter 688: Bingshan Empty Temple
Ling Tian and Liehu represent the human race and the demon race respectively. When they met, they were definitely more than peaceful on the surface. The demon race and the human race have been fighting endlessly in this world for hundreds of millions of years. Although the top few people will not take action in the battle, in fact The people who died on both sides were commanded by the leaders of the two races, theoretically speaking, they were the biggest enemies.

Under the seemingly peaceful exchanges, countless years of racial hatred were hidden. At this time, the people on both sides were indifferent and directed their own people to fly to the 180-mile-high Jitian Peak.

Chen Yunfeng and his party were considered the most comfortable group of people with the God Condor. Under the eyes of countless envious and jealous eyes, the vertically ascending team gradually fell to the top of the mountain.

The height of Jitian Peak does not sound high, but with the reduction of the high air pressure in the demon world, the temperature here is already comparable to the mysterious ice that Chen Yunfeng had outside the seal of Kuishan;

It doesn't mean that if you fly fast, you can fly high, and if you fly high, you can withstand such a low temperature. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Nakuishan seal in the cultivation world to protect the periphery of the seal with black ice.

More than 8000 demon cultivators and human races gathered at the top of the mountain. Some of the demon cultivators and human races who lacked skills could not withstand the severe cold on the top of the mountain, and turned around and flew down the mountain trembling;
Among the people left behind, except for a small number of masters who did not respond to the severe cold, even Xiang Xiaoxiao who was hiding in Chen Yunfeng's arms, as a peak human immortal, no longer showed his head in Chen Yunfeng's lapel.

The divine eagle is a golden-winged roc eagle. Although it has not reached the ability to soar up to [-] miles and spread its wings to [-] miles, it completely ignores this temperature. It turns its head and looks at the crowd walking towards the depths of the ice peak. wind said:

"Boss, what are they doing? They are so cold that they can't stand it, but they still try their best to walk inside. The top of the mountain gets colder as it gets to the middle, so it's fun if they don't all freeze into lumps."

"The Demon Transformation Pot is a heaven-defying artifact for them. No matter who gets it, it will take nine levels of confidence to reach the Golden Immortal's ascension and leave the demon world, so they are desperate to get it, even if it is only a few hundred million points. I will never let go of any chance." Chen Yunfeng said in a low voice as he followed the brigade forward.

On the iceberg along the way, demon cultivators and human races with slightly weaker skills continued to retreat from the top of the mountain shivering from the severe cold, but Chen Yunfeng and his party walked forward as if they hadn't reacted at all.

The gossip Taoist robe on Fang Xing's body exuded a faint white light to push away the surrounding cold air, and the monk's robe of Master Duyue also flashed red light, making the cold air inaccessible;
Chen Yunfeng himself has the power of infinite wind and cloud, and the cold air released is far stronger than the cold current of the iceberg. He didn't even run the immortal yuan to resist it. The same is true for Wansha who is not far away from him. She followed the team quickly without releasing any energy on her body .

Daoist Fang Xing and Mrs. Duyue seemed indifferent to Wansha's sudden appearance. This was the last moment. As long as they asked the truth, it would be an end to their wishes and the possibility of breeding demons.

A journey of thousands of miles is nothing to a master, who can distinguish their own strengths and weaknesses from their actions in this extremely cold place. Countless masters have used magic weapons to keep out the cold, but in the end they can only withdraw halfway. When they are about to reach the center of the iceberg, what is left There are less than a thousand people.

After passing through a glacier canyon, everyone finally arrived at the center of the glacier. Master Fang Xing looked at a huge rock that had been frozen with thick ice, and waved a hot force to melt the ice to reveal the three large characters on the rock , he stared at the three big characters and frowned and said:
"Leiyin Temple and the others actually moved the temple here, but why is there such a silence around, and what happened here?"

Entering along the stone wall is a house covered with snow and ice. Inside an open door, a statue of Sakyamuni also has layers of frost on its surface.

The deserted and deserted Leiyin Temple made the thousands of people look at each other in blank dismay. Lie Hu and Ling Tian, ​​who led the team, looked at each other. After rushing out of the hundreds of feet of purple sky fire, with the roar of a tiger, countless balls of fire appeared on the extremely cold peak and rushed towards the temple houses.

"Amitabha, why do you need to be so hard to force each other?"

A sound of Buddha's horn came out from the silent temple, and a light golden mask instantly appeared over the temple, and all the fireballs of the fire magic that Liehu, who had already been at the peak of the heavenly immortal, had cast with all his strength were all bounced off by the mask.

Hearing the Buddha's chant and the bounced fireball, Liehu shouted in a deep voice with red eyes shining:

"Zen Master Mingkong, hand over the demon pot, and I will spare you from death."

"Ha ha."

Amidst a burst of long laughter, a monk dressed in plain white monk robes and holding a tin staff flashed to the temple gate. He looked at Liehu with a bitter face and desolate eyes and said:
"Hand over the pot of demon transformation, King Liehu can spare my life, so would these thousands of friends Yaoxiu be willing to let me go down the mountain?"

Liehu was originally talking nonsense, and it didn't matter if he let Ming Kong go, but the human race has been investigating the conspiracy of the year for hundreds of years, and the human race will never stop without asking.

"Explain who instigated the conspiracy back then, and the human race can keep you safe." Daoist Ling Tian also stepped forward and said.

Daoist Fang Xing and Master Duyue rushed forward at the same time, looking at their former teammates, Daoist Fang Xing shouted in a deep voice:

"Ming Kong, back then you and I entered the valley together, but the demon pot disappeared in the end. No one knew the whereabouts of the three of us, and no one was so bold as to plot us. Tell me, what happened that year? ?”

Mingkong looked at the two together and said:

"Amitabha, Daoist Brother Fang Xing and Junior Sister Duyue are here too. Does Junior Sister Duyue remember what my master said back then?"

"A monster is a monster, and practicing Buddhism is also a monster, and the Buddha is still a demon, so what if you do good? The world suffers from catastrophe, good and evil come into being, and there is no way to save Buddhism. I haven't figured out what it means until now." Master Duyue looked too Ming Kong said in a deep voice with a bitter face.

"Amitabha."

Mingkong recited the Buddha's name with grief, and a square mouth bottle appeared in his hand with a shake of his hand. The outside of the bottle was engraved with a holy beast pattern, and a cold breath came out from the bottle mouth, making all the demon cultivators present couldn't bear it. Can't help but back out all the way.

The demon-transforming pot, needless to say, is the only artifact in the demon world that can exude fear. A string of tears dripped from the corner of Ming Kong's eyes. He raised the demon-transforming pot and hissed:

"The Demon Transformation Pot is only a mere artifact. Why did Leiyin Temple, one of the great sects in the demon world, escape to Jitian Peak, leaving me alone in the end?"

An artifact is out of reach for ordinary cultivators in the demon world, but high-level people know that if necessary, even ten artifacts from a large sect like Leiyin Temple can be sent by the backstage. Even the Zongmen don't want this artifact.

　Thank you: the monthly ticket for being called the God of Calligraphy, thank you: YY Xiaodou for the reward, the pineapple is in the code, and I will ask for a ticket at the end of the month.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)