"No, it should be because of the spiritual technique of the martial arts."

The aura between Mu Ming's eyebrows quickly dissipated, but there was a golden thread there, which was very blurry.

It is not difficult to understand the scriptures. Even if they have never been exposed to Buddhism, these scriptures seem to tell extremely simple truths and are not too difficult for them.

The few people didn't have a long time to understand it, and it was a bit obscure, but when they understood it, they felt that their minds were much clearer.

But in just a moment, everyone felt exhausted, and most of their thoughts and minds were consumed.

"This Buddhist Dharma is so good."

Jin Yue wiped off the sweat from her forehead and slowly regained her cultivation, but her face turned a lot pale, but it was not that she consumed excessively the qi and blood but that she was exhausted from the mind.

However, there was a faint silvery look on the edges.

When the little monk saw the changes of the three people, he looked at the changes between their eyebrows. Among them, the golden thread between the wooden eyebrows was the most obvious, while the golden moon was a little blurred, but you could vaguely see that it was a crescent moon, while Di Long's eyebrows were a blurred blood color.

"Is this because of my own differences?"

The little monk muttered that even the same scriptures would be expressed differently depending on the person.

"I feel that my own thoughts have become much more solid."

Wood name feels its own changes and only feels that although its own thoughts have consumed a lot, the thoughts at this time have become average in quality in Buddhism and are no longer as ethereal as before.

"Almost go, I don't know what it is like above."

When the little monk saw that the three of them had recovered a little, he urged him to think about the Vermilion Bird, but he could not do anything about it. At this time, with the help of Mu Ming and the other three, it might be hard to say.

It can be verified that the power of this ghost is saved. At least the monk thinks that the power of this Buddhism can be as powerful as mountains and seas.

The three of them nodded without objection, and they were full of fighting spirit. They all wanted to see the magical power of this Buddhism. If they could really save the monsters, then the battle for this trip would be extremely advantageous.

As everyone understood the Shanhai scriptures, they also had great resistance to the pressure here. However, the cultivation level in Mu Ming's body had been consumed just now, and there was still no cultivation level in his body.

When the few people took a hundred steps again, as expected, there were monsters here.

However, the monsters here have been killed. After the sects came here, the monsters here have disappeared. Only some people are meditating silently to merge their essence and blood.

"The Suzaku was not dead, and he escaped, only a faint breath existed."

The little monk sniffed hard, but he did not sense the breath of the Vermilion Bird. He was most worried that the Vermilion Bird would be surrounded and suppressed, but it was unnecessary.

"I said you won't be able to make your nose as good as a dog."

Di Long joked, and saw the little monk stretching his neck and sucking around with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but say that he was in a good mood at this time and was no longer as serious as before.

"It's much better than a dog...No... Humph, what do you mean, barbarian, don't forget that I gave you a martial art just now."

The little monk was not annoyed, but just smiled embarrassedly. Mu Ming's mouth lightly rose. The little monk seemed to be extremely sensitive to these auras. At least Mu Ming could not feel any other monsters existed.

"It's almost nine thousand steps, and it's probably the real start when I get there."

After Mu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, he accelerated the operation of the Divine Spirit Art. The power of heaven and earth was immersed in his body and was constantly transformed into flesh and blood. Yes, his cultivation still did not show any of it.

"What a pity, I've been slowing down a few steps and I don't have the chance to get these marks."

Jin Yue looked at the figures sitting in meditation and said with some envy.

"The magic vine should be chasing him."

Di Long said, and the little monk was stunned by the hearing and hurriedly asked why.

Jin Yue looked at him and smiled at him, saying what the previous actions of several people were doing.

After hearing this, the little monk was stunned for a moment before saying, "In other words, the wooden name is sure to occupy the magic vine?"

Mu Ming shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work anymore. Our minds and minds are merged with him, and our connection with us is much weaker. It's a bit difficult to separate at this time. Moreover, he has a consciousness. If he estimates it wrong, he may not be weaker than the Vermillion Bird."

The little monk's eyes shone and said, "It's okay, we will definitely be able to convince him when we look back. It will be a great help when we take him out."

Mu Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly. The strength of the magic vine was definitely not something they could touch. The little monk really dared to think about it. However, Mu Ming was even speechless after seeing the eyes of Di Long and Jin Yue. When these two men heard the little monk say this, their eyes became hot.

At this time, the black magic fog was located, and circles of black magic fog kept rolling, covering the body of the magic fog. There was no trace of people here. Even if the people who came to the magic fog later were captured by the magic fog, some people had excellent eyesight. When they first entered here, they saw the scene of the magic fog, and there were disciples lying in the distance, so how dare they take another step?

The demon vine did not pursue it and let them leave.

Suddenly, all the mist was rolling back, and the huge body of the Demon Vines disappeared. The only person who appeared in the place was a figure, not tall, but the figure of a young man was as big as a boy, wearing a black dress made him look extremely mysterious, but this was not the most impressive thing, because he had three heads, but the face of the three heads was not hideous, and there were only ordinary facial features. If the three of them were here, they would probably have been as far away as they were.

Because, the three of them were the three of them, but there was a little more evil spirit.

"I felt a different kind of breath, but I can only get it by yourself."

Three different sounds came from the three heads, with different tones. After mixing them together, it felt extremely strange to hear them.

Then, the body of the magic vine moved and turned into a smoke and drifted away.

"Not good, go!"

Mu Ming and the other two said almost in unison. The three of them looked at each other and obviously felt the changes in the magic vine.

"how?"

When the little monk saw that the three of them were so weird, he asked hurriedly, but Mu Ming grabbed him and headed straight for the top.

On the 9th, the few people arrived soon, but after seeing only a few people here, the few people dared not stop.

"Let's go quickly, brothers and sisters, there's a very powerful character here."

The little monk did not forget to roar before leaving, but those people just sneered and ignored it.

"I think what kind of character is that."

Some people naturally disdain. Which disciple who can run here is not outstanding, let alone how powerful the person who is still behind him at this time is.

But they were wrong, because that book was not a human, but a genius transformed into a monster.

At the nine thousand and one hundred levels, there was a Bi Fang, with extremely high strength. Three-color flames were sprayed continuously, and dozens of people were besieging them, but these people were extremely embarrassed.

After Mu Ming and his friends arrived, they also joined the battlefield. Fortunately, Bi Fang's cultivation level was not too much and was not as outrageous as the Demon Vines. Therefore, they were finally killed by everyone and seized the mark.

However, the four of them seized not many marks, because the people here are all very strong. The little monk originally wanted to fight and snatch them, but was stopped by Mu Ming. At this time, the few people wanted to maintain their strength, so the little monk also held back.

Di Long naturally looked unwilling, but he also knew that the Magic Vine had been chasing him, so he naturally tried his best to avoid losing strength at this time. In addition, only places with a large number of people could target the Magic Vine. Even if a few people were not weak, it was still much worse than the Big Snake.

There were not many marks seized and they merged quickly.

The few people did not stop anymore and rushed up in a hurry.

"I'm so impatient. If you don't consolidate your cultivation here, don't think about the battle above."

Seeing a few people so anxious, some people sighed.

At nine thousand and two hundred levels, there was no one here, only blood marks left on the ground. The few people did not stop and hurriedly left because the aura of the magic vine was getting closer and closer.

"You are a demon, you are a demon..."

At the eight thousand seven hundred levels, the young man transformed into a magic vine took away the essence and blood of a disciple and was swallowed directly into his mouth by a head. The young man's scalp was numb and his inch was chaotic.

This person has a high cultivation level and is at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. However, with just a sucking of the magic vine, he took away most of the essence and blood from the disciple's body. There were no less than ten people around him who fell into the ground in a coma. As for the others, they ran forward regardless of everything.

At the top 300 levels in the nine stages, dozens of people fell to the ground, and the others silently recovered their cultivation. Each of them was not seriously injured, but there was no monster.

After asking, I realized that extremely powerful monsters were born here, and no one was an opponent. At this time, the monster was gone.

At 9,400 levels, a monster's body crawled on the ground, and it was a monster with pangolin-like appearance.

But when the four of them approached, they found that there was only an empty shell left in the monster, and there was no flesh and blood inside.

At the nine thousand five hundred levels, the three monsters were only retained here, but there was still no flesh and blood, and there was no disciple.

The nine thousand seven hundred levels and nine thousand eight hundred levels are all like this, with only the remains of the spirit monsters, but they saw a few disciples, but these disciples were not much better, and they were all seriously injured, but their essence and blood still existed and were not taken away.

"If it weren't for the two spirits fighting, we might not have saved our essence and blood."

"Be careful, there are a few amazing monsters appearing above."

When one of them took the pill from Mu Ming's hand and said this, Mu Ming and others were not happy at all. On the contrary, their faces were very solemn, because they learned from them that the strength of these monsters was probably similar to that of the Magic Vine.

"By the way, you are especially careful about that little Suzaku, which is the most sinister."

Another person added that when the little monk heard this, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with that bird?"

"He... forget it, you'll be careful then."

The man obviously didn't want to answer, and the little monk was a little disappointed, but seeing this man was extremely miserable, his head was scattered, his clothes were torn, and his storage bag was pierced, the little monk could guess a little bit when he saw this.

The few people did not stop anymore. After taking a deep breath, they finally appeared after half a stick of incense.
Chapter completed!