Chapter 496 Awakening to Luotian! Promoted to King Yuan (Four K)

Safety! Safety!

There is a spiritual tomb at the foot of Longhu Mountain, and the bluestone road is safe!

Zhou Dao has never had such a strong feeling. There seems to be something hidden in the vast mist, which resonates with his life, attracting each other, and responding to everything.

"What's in there?" Zhou Dao murmured softly and lost his voice.

Ming Donglou glanced at him and said calmly: "In the Ping'an Ruins are buried the great masters of the Longhu Mountain. The heroic spirits are above, and no one without the Dragon and Tiger Spirit can set foot there."

The long white mist is like a huge tent in the sky, and no ordinary people can enter it.

Thinking of this, Ming Donglou looked at Xiao Shisan.

This little guy's luck is unimaginable. At such a young age, he actually has the opportunity to enter the sacred tomb. This is a destiny that many Longhu Mountain disciples cannot ask for.

Once you enter the sacred tomb, you will have a chance and may be able to sense your ancestors.

It's just that this kind of immortal relationship does not fall into the mortal world.

Among the disciples of Longhushan's generation, only Wang Tong has entered Ping'an Ruins.

"Wang Tong..."

Zhou Dao muttered this name. This was not the first time he heard this name.

"Other than him, who can enter the tomb of the gods?" Ming Donglou sighed.

Not long ago, there was a little thief who, through some unknown method, stole the secrets of heaven and earth, and actually got in touch with the inside of Ping'an Ruins and took away the great reversal of life and death secret left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng.

Since Immortal Master Zhuofeng, no one in Longhu Mountain has mastered this magical power.

This matter was so important that even Wang Tong was alarmed. He glared at the little thief from thousands of miles away and seriously injured him.

"Um?"

Zhou Dao's face became a little unnatural as he listened.

Next to him, the corner of Wang Xiaoyi's mouth twitched.

"Brother Zhou, you can let Prince Qin's heir in." Ming Donglou said.

Buzz…

At this moment, Zhou Dao looked at the vast mist, felt the strong call, and took a step out of nowhere.

"Brother Zhou, no!"

Ming Donglou's expression suddenly changed, and he screamed suddenly, but it was already too late.

The moment Zhou Dao stepped on the ancient bluestone road and jumped over the Ping An inscription, the white mist seemed to be boiling, rolling violently.

Dangdangdang...

The bells rang loudly, shaking heaven and earth.

Zhenlu Mountain was boiling, and fierce auras rose into the sky from the caves.

"Spirit Bell Warning, who is so bold as to dare to set foot in Ping'an Ruins?"

"Wang Xiaoyi? That little thief is back again?"

"No, it's definitely not that trash. Although that trash is despicable, it still has a brain. It only knows how to take advantage of others and would never dare to seek death like this."

One after another, spiritual thoughts intertwined, and streams of light came out from Zhenlu Mountain and flew towards Ping'an Ruins.

"Miss, how dare someone do this these days?"

"In the past three hundred years, except for the current headmaster, no one has ever set foot in Ping'an Ruins without permission."

Chi Beilan frowned slightly, looking in the direction of Ping'an Ruins with doubts.

A hundred years ago, the current leader of Longhu Mountain, Mijueluo, once entered the tomb of the gods alone.

At that time, he had not yet developed his magical powers and was being hunted by Longhu Mountain all over the world. As a result, he had no choice but to break into Ping'an Ruins.

At that time, everyone thought he would die.

If you don't get the command talisman, you will die in the tomb.

This is an irreversible rule.

Who would have thought that three years later, Mijueluo would walk out of Ping'an Ruins with great supernatural powers and start a legendary life.

In the past hundred years, except for Mijueluo, everyone who broke into Ping An Rui without authorization died.

"Who is so bold?"

Chi Beilan thought for a moment and turned into a stream of light, breaking through the clouds and flying towards Ping'an Ruins.

…

Rumble…

In the True Furnace Mountain, a sea of ​​thunder rose, and from the endless electricity, a yellow-skinned mouse sprang out. It opened its mouth and swallowed the endless thunder into its belly. Its tail swayed, showing an expression of unfinished content.

At the same time, a man appeared in front of him, like the incarnation of lightning, and his true form appeared in an instant. He was wearing a purple robe and his eyes seemed to be flashing with lightning.

"Someone also broke into the tomb in Longhu Mountain. They really had the heart of a cat and the courage of a wild dog."

The yellow-skinned mouse nestled on the man's shoulder, looking in the direction of Ping'an Ruins.

"The ninth day of September is the day when Senior Brother Wang Tong will have a fight with that man. I didn't expect there would be fun before then."

Xu Weiyi's eyes were confused and he stared in the direction of the tomb, and he suddenly became interested.

Originally, he was in seclusion at Zhenlu Mountain just to wait for the most anticipated battle on the ninth day of September.

For that scheduled battle, Senior Brother Wang Tong bathed and fasted for seven days and closed the door to death, which showed how much he valued his opponent.

In today's world, he is probably the only person who can make Senior Brother Wang Tong take him so seriously.

Xu Weiyi had been looking forward to this battle for a long time. In order to show his sincerity, he came to Zhenlu Mountain and sat in bitter meditation.

Chatting in the mountains, I never imagined that there would be such fun.

"Come on, let's go see He Fang Xiaoxiao. He doesn't know whether he's alive or dead."

Xu Weiyi rose into the sky and turned into a bolt of lightning, running towards the direction of Ping'an Ruins.

…

In front of the mountain gate, the rusty spear suddenly moved, turning into a giant python and crawling into the mountain.

Suddenly, the door of the mansion opened and Ling Yexu walked out.

"Didn't you say that you would never leave seclusion until you defeat the master of that peak?"

A hoarse voice came from the cave behind him.

Ling Yexu looked at the highest mountain. The cave was still closed, and no one came out.

"His character is really terrible. He is indifferent to such a big movement."

Ling Yexu's eyes narrowed, revealing deep hostility.

"Once you think of it in your heart, millions of obstacles will open. Therefore, he is very strong, like a mountain, insurmountable."

The hoarse voice came again from the cave behind him.

"You're distracted."

"That's the Ping'an Ruins." Ling Yexu sighed softly, turning into a three-foot sharp edge that cut through the sky.

Powerful auras flew in the same direction in unison.

Zhenlu Mountain has not been this lively for a long time.

…

Bang bang bang...

A loud noise suddenly sounded, as if it was about to hit the beach, and landed in front of the "Peace Monument".

Powerful auras were overwhelming, and Xiao Shisan was so startled that he hid behind Wang Xiaoyi.

Ming Donglou didn't even look at it, his expression was solemn, and he stared at the boiling white mist.

He knew that such movement would definitely print out these monsters.

"Wang Xiaoyi, how dare you come back?"

Suddenly, a scream resounded from the crowd.

In an instant, sharp eyes converged on Wang Xiaoyi like flickering candles.

This name is not unfamiliar to the monks who often stay here.

A few days ago, this little thief used some unknown method to steal Immortal Master Zhuofeng's magical power, and he is still being hunted by the Taoist law enforcement team.

How long had it passed before he came back?

Buzz…

Before anyone could react, a sword light flew out, transformed into a fierce tiger, and pounced on Wang Xiaoyi.

"Look for a trainer." Wang Xiaoyi said coldly.

Now that he has been reborn, how can he be afraid?

A master from Longhu Mountain?

He was holding a lot of anger in his stomach. When he came back this time, he had to settle old and new grudges together.

Bang bang bang...

At this moment, Ming Donglou flicked his finger and used his sword energy to tear the tiger into pieces.

"Ming Donglou, what are you going to do?"

Someone asked sharply, but they didn't dare to step forward.

"He is escorting the Qin Prince's heirs. Do you dare to take action?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent and looked surprised, but no one shouted to fight or kill.

This time Longhu Mountain was able to make an exception and allow Prince Qin's heir to enter Ping'an Ruins because they were wrong and even Lu Fan's heart was tied to the capital.

If something unexpected happens to the special envoy escorting the emperor's heir as soon as they arrive, the Imperial Court of Qin may be in trouble again.

"Wang Xiaoyi, do you think you can be unscrupulous with the protection of the Imperial Court of Qin?"

A cold light flashed in Xu Weiyi's eyes, thunder bursts around him, and a look of ridicule on his face.

Even the yellow-skinned mouse on his shoulder swept back and forth over the bodies of Ha Shiqi and Xiao Heihei with a look that looked at the dead.

"Once you come here, you can't leave."

Xu Weiyi sneered. His strength was even higher than that of Mingdong Tower. He had been taught by Wang Tong and was among the top ten masters in Zhenlu Mountain.

No one he targets can escape.

If you talk about death, your body will die.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this. Now that Xu Weiyi has put down his words, this little thief will inevitably die.

Rumble…

The white mist surged, suddenly like the waves of an angry sea, and drowned Zhou Dao's figure in a matter of seconds.

"How could it be?" Wang Xiaoyi suddenly changed his face.

"Stupid, what kind of place does he think this is? Even if it is true, it is just an ant. If it is mundane and blasphemous, it will be punished by God."

Ling Yexu looked coldly and ruthlessly.

How can it be so easy to see the resting place of great masters of all ages in Longhu Mountain?

Not to mention the Little True Realm, it would be extremely dangerous even for a master like the Nine Divine Pillars to set foot there.

"The world is turbulent, how many heroes are there? Who dares to cross the thunder pond even half a step?"

Chi Beilan also said lightly.

Everyone knew very well that this ignorant person who broke into Ping'an Ruins was doomed.

Buzz…

The vast mist is like a vast tent, isolating the world in all directions, and being in it is like falling into the womb. It has reversed life and death, reversed yin and yang, and finally turned into its origin, dissipating the heaven and earth. Just like this vast mist, it has nowhere to turn to, leaving nothing behind. Here.

"Zeguo of the Dead!?"

Zhou Dao lost his voice and whispered. He thought of a story recorded in the "Monster Control Division Work Manual".

There was a butcher in Beihuang City, killing pigs and sheep for half his life.

One day, in the middle of the night, he got up to go to the toilet, and when he opened the door, there was a mist.

He was surprised and confused. He walked all the way but could not find the end. When he turned back, he found an old man sharpening a knife by the roadside.

The butcher stepped forward and asked the old man where he was.

The old man replied, this is the land of the dead.

The butcher was puzzled and asked the old man how he could go back.

The old man replied, look back.

The butcher was surprised and turned around suddenly. The fog dissipated. He opened his eyes and found that he was in a pig pen, nestled in the arms of mother pig, and his brother was competing with him for the right to drink milk.

"I am dead?"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened. When he looked back, he saw that the mist was still surging, not like that of the butcher. Looking back was another life.

“That strong calling is still there.”

Zhou Dao looked at the direction and walked over.

However, this road is endless and has no end at all. Even at his speed, he cannot get out.

"After all, this is the ancestral tomb in Longhu Mountain. Are we going to die trapped here?" Zhou Dao frowned.

Suddenly, a line of footprints appeared on the road ahead, as deep as a brand and indelible.

"If you listen to the Patriarch's teachings in the world, you will not suffer disasters or tribulations... Hahaha, you will suffer the tribulations of your mother..."

A burst of wild laughter suddenly broke out, echoing in the vast mist.

The voice was muddled, arrogant and unruly, like a boat that was not tied to the river and the sea, drifting with the waves but not falling into the trend.

"Is there someone!?"

Zhou Dao was startled and suspicious. He followed the sound and saw a figure in the vast white mist. Facing the mighty thunder tribulation and the burning fire of the sky, he swung his fists and fought towards the depths of the white mist.

"Mijueluo, the unfilial and rebellious disciple, is here to greet our ancestors."

"Greetings to all your family."

The arrogant figure killed with a smile, braved the fate, entered the vast mist, left a trail of footprints, and finally disappeared.

"what is that?"

Zhou Dao was in a trance, looking at his figure it seemed like it was just a shadow.

Is that a projection that happened before, or is it my own hallucination?

Mijueluo...who is that person? Are you so mad, or are you still in the ancestral tomb of Longhu Mountain?

Is this horse riding here to demolish graves?

Rumble…

Suddenly, the sight on the ground disappeared, as if it had been wiped out.

Thunder resounded in the mist, just like the scene we just saw. Purple thunder and lightning descended from the nine heavens, like a dragon roaring, covering Zhou Dao.

"This is real."

Zhou Dao's eyes widened and he started to use Nielong Qi.

The black dragon ascended to the sky and collided with the terrifying thunder. The fluctuations were sudden and the strong wind was raging, but it could not blow away the mist of mixed light.

Bang bang bang...

Thunder and lightning kept falling, as if there was no end.

In a trance, there was a portal at a very high place, which opened wide to meet the face. Rolling thunder rushed out from it and splashed into the world.

One way, two ways, three ways...

The thunder continued to bombard, a hundred times.

Zhou Dao relied on Nielong Qi to resist.

"This is to destroy me!"

Buzz…

As soon as this thought popped up, the fire of karma was born in the void, entered the five internal organs, returned to the acupuncture points, and burned forever, it was about to refine Zhou Dao.

The sky will catastrophize thunder, and the earth will burst into karmic fire. This is an eternal calamity.

"King Yuan Dharmakaya!"

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth, and Yuan Wang Qi dispersed into the limbs and bones, blending into the flesh and blood. Secret lines emerged on the chest, like ancient seals, spreading continuously and spreading throughout the body.

At first glance, it looks like an ancient totem resurrected on the surface of Zhou Dao's body.

The sunset on Cangshan Mountain, the evil dragon Yuan Wang.

These two mysterious forces were born and died in Zhou Dao's palm. He punched out, shattering the thunder, and dropped his big hand to capture the karma fire.

The war between heaven and man has been going on since ancient times. If man cannot defeat heaven, heaven will punish him.

"I don't believe you can't be killed."

Zhou Dao roared wildly, and he was gradually exhausted, but the evil dragon Qi was still fierce.

Yuan Wangqi continuously flows under the pressure of the physical body, exuding a color like glass.

"This lineage will never end, I'll wait for you."

At this moment, that strong inspiration came again, making Zhou Dao tremble instinctively

It was a desire originating from life, unprecedented, deep in the Ping'an Ruins.

Rumble…

Suddenly, thunder and sky turned into runes, karma and fire turned into spells, heaven and earth merged, and blasted into Zhou Dao's body.

King Yuan's dharma body shook violently, and the ancient King Yuan Qi began to transform. The colored glaze became brighter and brighter, and became more viscous.

Bang bang bang...

Finally, the endless billowing Yuan Wang Qi was fully sublimated and returned to the Yuan liquid.

Zhou Dao's dantian roared incessantly, and the two masses of true energy bloomed with divine light, like the changes of yin and yang, mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.

At this time, Yuan Wang Qi finally broke through that level

"Nie Long, Yuan Wang...all step into Guiyuan."

Zhou Dao's strength surged again.

Rumble…

The mixed mist returned to calmness and gradually dispersed, shrouding the end of the ancient bluestone road as before.

In front of the ancient monument of Ping An, everyone saw this and slowly withdrew their gaze.

When the white mist returns to its original state, it means that the heresy that broke into it has been eradicated.

"He's dead. Let's go. We already know the outcome. There's nothing to see. "

"Is the resting place of all the immortal masters so easy to break into?"

"The ignorant are fearless. There are always such people in this world."

Everyone whispered, sneered and left.

"Brother Dao..." Wang Xiaoyi was stunned and couldn't believe it at all.

Zhou Dao, that was Zhou Dao, just gone?

"Let's go." Chi Beilan glanced lightly, showing no interest at all.

In fact, this outcome has already been determined.

"Sorry, it was too foggy and I got lost."

At this moment, a scornful voice came out from the vast white mist.

This sound was like thunder on the ground, everyone's color changed instantly, and they looked at each other in shock! !