Poverty

Chapter 180
Li Yanchu looked intently, only to see the thunder calamity surging in the sea of ​​clouds, like a thunder pool descending.

Thunder fell in panic!

It smashed towards a certain place in the blessed land of Jinting Mountain.

As the saying goes, thunder strikes from the sky!
Thunder law is the yang between heaven and earth. When a certain place has too much yin and evil energy, it will attract thunder from the sky!

"Could it be that some demon broke free?"

Li Yanchu looked at the white-stained sky in the distance and thought in his heart.

This scene is too shocking!

The power of the thunder is simply frightening!

Rumbling--

There seems to be a heavenly king glaring in the sea of ​​clouds!

Fight monsters with a thunderbolt!
The earth is shaking!

What's weird is that Li Yanchu only saw the thunder strike from the sky and the faint figure of the king of heaven in the sea of ​​clouds.

But there was no movement of the demon at all.

Not even a roar.

Rumbling--

The thunder tribulation lasted for a quarter of an hour before gradually dissipating.

The earth no longer vibrated, as if everything had returned to calm!
Li Yanchu stayed quietly in the ruins of the Taoist palace, and did not cross the thunder pond.

Seeing how big the momentum is tonight, if there is a big demon born, it is probably that kind of terrifying thousand-year-old evil thing.

Plus the towering thunder.

It even gives people a feeling of fighting with gods. If you go out to watch the excitement, it is very likely that you will hurt the fish in the pond.

worst.

What if when I come back, I will bring back the evil monster in the darkness.

Although Li Yanchu is a brave man, he is unwilling to touch this bad luck.

Fortunately, the thunder calamity only lasted for a short time and did not trigger any chain reaction.

After nightfall, it was dark outside the Taoist palace and shrine, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Just now with the help of a little glimmer of light from the thunder calamity in the distance.

Li Yanchu seemed to see clearly the figures hidden in the darkness.

They are all in human form.

It's just that he still couldn't see clearly, and he wasn't quite sure.

But Li Yanchu was certain of one thing.

This is the blessed land of Jinting Mountain.

Haunted!
Ordinary lonely ghosts couldn't even get close to Li Yanchu's body, so they were burned to death by his oven-like energy and blood.

Furthermore, there are many treasures on his body, all of which are treasures for exorcising evil spirits.

It's just that if there is a ghost in this blessed land of the fairy dojo!

That's no joke!

Li Yanchu's brows were a little dignified. Apart from the Taoist palaces and temples in this blessed land of Jinting Mountain, there was an air of uprightness.

After nightfall, it turned out to be terrifying, like a hell on earth.

It's really confusing.

Li Yanchu burned the two corpses to ashes.

Only then can I rest at ease.

The ghost knows what will happen to the corpses of the two people who practiced Gu.

What if you come alive in the middle of the night!
After meditating all night, Li Yanchu felt refreshed.

The whole life is alive and well.

There is no feeling of hunger or thirst, and the state of the whole person is very comfortable.

"As expected of the Bigu Taoism, it can really eat the wind and drink the dew, without eating the fireworks of the world."

Li Yanchu thought in his heart.

He continued to rush towards the huge sacred mountain, really feeling like he was running to death.

This gigantic Jinting Mountain towered into the clouds from a distance, and Li Yanchu still looked like that after driving for two days.

Nothing has changed at all.

Li Yanchu even wondered if this thing was a mirage!

People who see him, if they become greedy, they will keep running and running.

Till I die of exhaustion!

It's just that on the other side of the huge and incomparably sacred mountain, not only is the heaven and earth full of aura, but it is also surrounded by a faint mist.

This mist is not ordinary mist, or miasma, but spiritual mist.

Contains abundant aura.

It's just that this spiritual fog is an extremely rare thing, and it is almost impossible to see any spiritual fog in the outside world.

After two days of running around in the ruins, Li Yanchu finally understood a problem.

It's just that the teleportation into Dongtian Paradise this time is probably random!
I don't know if the place he entered is the outermost periphery, but it is definitely not the inner periphery.

Along the way he saw only one living person.

It was a mortician, carrying a white coffin, but his skills were still extremely vigorous.

The profession of corpse-carrying is a kind of strange person in the world. Most of them are active among the people. Many dead bodies are easy to get angry, and ordinary people dare not carry them.

At this time, it is necessary to find a mortician to remove the corpse and bury it, so as to calm the resentment and ghosts.

Song Sanlang in Weicheng was a mortician, and he kept a two-part corpse in his body, but he was killed by Li Yanchu before he could practice well!
Therefore, Li Yanchu is no stranger to corpse-carrying craftsmen.

He was a little curious about the color of the coffin behind the other party.

White coffins are usually used to bury unmarried women or unmarried men.

It is not a coffin for ordinary people.

Carriers of corpses deal with corpses all day long, and sometimes the minds of some craftsmen of corpses will gradually become distorted.

Because they have not been able to marry a wife for a long time, many people have even developed an indescribable interest in corpses.

Usually, corpse-carriers are the kind of rude men with great strength and tough characters.

The coffins on their backs are their means.

Some are similar to the method of raising corpses and driving them away. Cultivating a good corpse is also a way of practice for them.

Li Yanchu and the corpse-bearer only met face to face from afar.

The two sides nodded and did not stop to communicate.

Instead, they left.

Finding Xianyuan is a big deal!

Li Yanchu continued to rush towards the huge sacred mountain that sits in the center of Dongtian Paradise.

Did not meet any living creatures along the way.

Birds and beasts, exotic plants.

Nothing at all.

This is a wild ruin.

The sight is full of desolation, and there is nothing of value even in the ruins.

clean.

Even if there are a few things that look like magic tools occasionally, they have already decayed into disrepair, and their divinity has disappeared, so there is no need to take them away.

Li Yanchu flitted around in the huge ruins, and finally came to a Taoist palace and shrine again.

This Taoist palace is obviously larger than the ones encountered before. From a distance, it is simply a palace of a jade palace, an imperial palace.

It's just that in the eyes of damage now, the masonry is also full of the heavy feeling of time.

It seems that the next moment will be completely annihilated in the dust of history.

This time, Li Yanchu suddenly saw a person standing at the entrance of the main hall.

It was a tall monk with a ferocious appearance, with majestic aura and disdainful eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

The vicious monk stopped Li Yanchu.

The burly body stopped in front of the main hall of the Dao Palace.

"What's your business?"

Li Yanchu asked calmly.

"The Sa family is recruiting masters in this blessed land for my young master, and only you can enter the temple."

The vicious monk said in a deep voice.

Li Yanchu raised his eyebrows, which faction's son this is.

Acting so overbearing!

He even directly blocked the door of the Dao Palace Hall.

You must know that after the sky fell into darkness, this palace hall was like a shelter.

Judging by the other party's appearance, I'm afraid that if you don't join, you won't let it go!

(End of this chapter)