Uncle is so fierce

Jing Wenxin didn't know the allusion in it, he just asked curiously.

But fortunately, Zen Master Fafan was the only one here who couldn't let go, if it was someone else, I'm afraid Jing Wenxin would have been taken away to greet him long ago.

Now this debate on Buddhism has become a disgrace to their Mingxin Temple, and no one can easily bring it up.

Even if it is the power to cross the catastrophe, he must be careful to avoid it.

At this time, Su Fan suddenly said, "I just saw that there are quite a lot of people outside, why are they here?"

He had doubts about this matter from the very beginning, after all, he had to make full preparations now.

Lightning rods and formations are already in place, and the remaining things that can help him overcome the catastrophe must be found quickly.

"The formula of bitterness has achieved the Buddha's posture. The Buddha quietly rewarded him with a rain of lotus flowers, and the Demon God's Tomb was also suppressed."

Zen Master Fafan explained slowly.

Hearing this, Su Fan also understood that they were all coming for the Demon God's Tomb.

It was a coincidence that they ran into each other.

They usually don't come here to guard, but now that their demonic aura has subsided, they run out to reap the benefits, which is really bold.

Su Fan said softly: "They're not afraid that they won't be able to get out, even I can't make it all the way to the [-]th floor of the Demon God's Tomb."

"Amitabha, I'm afraid they are prepared." Chan Master Fafan sighed.

"Ok?"

Su Fan frowned and said, "You mean they also found the secret order yellow paper?"

The secret order yellow paper is known to be the only way to enter the second floor of the Demon God's Tomb. After all, apart from this method, the only way to enter is to absorb the demon energy, give up the idea of ​​ascension, and switch to the method of demon cultivation.

This is too unworthy for a monk. After all, he has cultivated all his life for the purpose of ascension, and he can give up if he gives up.

"Someone found Tongtian Jedi, and spent a lot of effort to buy the secret order yellow paper."

Zen Master Fafan said helplessly.

Hearing this, Su Fan also understood. Where can I find the yellow paper of the secret order in the entire Northern Wilderness.

I'm afraid it will reach the sky.

The old ghost started spending money to prepare himself.

With so many people coming, I'm afraid every faction has a piece of secret yellow paper in their hands, and the old ghost probably made a lot of good things this time.

Thinking of this, Su Fan became tempted.

Their Haotian School now has rare and rare fruits that prolong life, so it would be good to exchange them for many?

Anyway, the old ghost was not interested in those things, and he made money to exchange them with him.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, we have to go in later."

Su Fan got up and patted his butt.

Zen Master Fafan looked at Su Fan in surprise, frowned and said, "Which floor do you plan to go to?"

"At least the seventh floor. There are things I need there." Su Fan explained: "I didn't have the ability to bring them out back then, but now I have found two helpers, so I have some confidence."

Zen Master Fafan looked back at Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He has heard of Hu Jinwan, after all, the name of the Little Thief God has been heard in Beihuang, but the other one is a little strange.

It looks like he is a demon cultivator, but he does not only rely on demon energy to practice.

Pure magic?

Su Fan valued these two people because they each had their own strengths.

Su Fan introduced: "Hu Jinwan is the best candidate to break the restriction, and he can also help me find the tomb below. Jing Wenxin is also a member of my Haotian School. He has practiced the wait-and-see technique and is the best person to find the pattern of the restriction. , The two of them can be said to be my biggest help."

It turned out to be the case.

Su Fan had found the candidates for Wenwen and breaking the ban. I'm afraid that many things in the Demon God's Tomb would belong to him.

Zen Master Fafan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, the poor monk can only wish you a safe journey. Remember to be careful of those people outside. Sometimes people's hearts are worse than demons."

"Don't worry, the person who can cheat me hasn't been born yet."

Su Fan said to himself: "I won't bother you. If you go in too, remember to stop at the fifth floor. You won't be able to go in any further down."

"Thank you!" Chan Master Fafan said calmly.

Obviously, they also planned to enter the Mingxin Temple. After all, they have guarded it for so many years, so it is time to go in and replenish it.

More and more people gathered outside, and time was slowly passing by.

Some leading people gathered together, and they were constantly calculating the arrival of the exact time in their hearts.

It's hot!

The demonic aura inside the Demon God's Tomb slowly receded, and the demon mist floated out from the depths, covering the entire Demon God's Tomb with a gray veil.

"The hour has come!"

Immediately, people from all major forces gathered one after another. The people who had been chatting and laughing before now faced each other directly, staring at the endless gray fog outside Mingxin Temple.

"The disciples of the Promise Sect follow me!"

"Jianxinzong disciples follow me in!"

"Everyone from the Huan Miao Immortal Dynasty gathers and enters together with our national teacher."

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All of a sudden, everyone started to rush into the gray mist, and Mingxin Temple quickly fell silent.

The monster mist is like the mouth of an abyss, constantly devouring the monks who enter.

Su Fan watched them rush in foolishly, laughed and cursed: "A bunch of idiots, aren't they looking for death if they go in like this?"

As he spoke, he took out two ropes from the Qiankun bracelet, tied them around his waist, and handed the other two ends to Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin.

"This is a monster mist. The moment you enter it, you will be devoured by spiritual energy, and there are phantom attacks. It is easy to disperse with the people around you. You two must be tied together. There is no prehistoric monster on this first floor, at most it is Just some demon cultivators."

Su Fan told what he knew, and watched the two of them tie him up.

Jing Wenxin looked excited, touched his lips and said, "Senior, shall we go in now?"

To be honest, it was the first time he had seen so many people with advanced cultivation bases, and it was also the first time he had seen the legendary Tomb of the Demon God. It would be a lie to say that he was not excited.

As for being afraid?

Anyway, he didn't feel anything, maybe this is the mentality of an honest person.

"First, keep a Qi Gathering Pill in your mouth to prevent your lack of spiritual energy from being attacked by phantoms." Su Fan said solemnly.

Immediately, Hu Jinwan stuffed it into his mouth, and he didn't stop until he completely blocked his mouth.

Jing Wenxin listened to Su Fan, but only took one.

Seeing this, Su Fan was relieved a lot, and led the two of them slowly into the demon fog.

one step two steps three steps

The closer they got to the monster mist, the more serious the loss of aura in their bodies was, and even the three of them felt that their physical strength and aura were being drained rapidly.

The Juling Pill in Jing Wen's heart was also rapidly shrinking. At this moment, he no longer had that excitement, and instead followed Su Fan in horror.

The three of them took every step until they completely entered the monster fog, and the figures around them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"collapse--"

There was grayness in front of their eyes, and they lost their sense of direction almost the moment they entered, and Su Fan felt the rope on his body become tense in an instant.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to grab the two ropes, and yanked towards him fiercely.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two sounds of falling to the ground sounded under his feet, obviously he was dragged back.

Su Fan helped Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin up, and said in a low voice, "How is everything, are you alright?"

Hu Jinwan's mouth was full of Juling Pills, he couldn't speak for a moment, he could only nod his head frantically, while Jing Wenxin was a little weak and stood aside feebly.

Seeing that his condition was not right, Su Fan quickly stuffed a gathering spirit pill into his mouth.

After a while, Jing Wenxin recovered and looked around with fear.

"Senior, just now"

The moment Jing Wenxin entered the mist just now, he had already been tricked, and was almost eroded by the illusion.

Fortunately, Su Fan pulled him back, otherwise he really didn't know how to die.

"Don't worry, the three of us will sit here and wait."

Su Fan said: "The monster mist will thin out in an hour. Then it's our chance to rush out. Remember to follow me, and don't stop the Gathering Pill in your mouth."

The two people around him also nodded hastily, after all they are not familiar with this place.

Just the monster mist on the first layer almost made Jing Wenxin stumble. If they go further inside, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out alive.

There was a sound of fighting gradually coming from all around the crowd, some of them seemed to be right in front of their eyes, while others were in the distance.

There were constant shouts and killings in the entire monster fog, as if many people had been tricked.

The most important thing to enter the Demon God's Tomb is the elixir of gathering spirits. Once the spiritual energy is insufficient, it is easy to see illusions, and then it will be really troublesome.

An hour later, the monster mist really became thinner.

Su Fan looked around and frowned quietly.

Surrounding the three of them, there were almost corpses all over the place, and there were people who kept waving knives at the air with a ferocious face, and their eyes were red and terrifying.

"Senior, what's going on?" Jing Wen asked, swallowing his saliva.

Su Fan said coldly: "Don't talk, just follow me, and I'll explain to you after I go out!"

After that, he got up and took a look, identified the location, and then walked towards the two trees in the southeast direction.

Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin also hurriedly followed, for fear that they would be eroded by the illusion if they were too late.

But the corpses all over the place are really scary. The two have been practicing for so many years, and it is the first time they have seen so many monks dead.

Not far away, two tall trees piercing through the mist, with no height, stood in front of the three of them. There was no trace of green in the bare branches, and the gray bark almost blended with the demon fog. It was hard to spot if you didn't look carefully.

Su Fan walked up to the big tree, took out a millennium elixir from the Qiankun Ring and put it down slowly, then looked left and right at the big trees on both sides.

"You two, I don't intend to disturb you, please save face."

At this time, the two big trees shook, and then a thumb-thick tree root sprang out from the ground, pulling the elixir directly into the ground.

And between the two big trees, a transparent curtain slowly appeared, and the fog in midair also gathered at this moment.

"Go first!"

Su Fan reached out and grabbed Hu Jinwan and Jing Wenxin's shoulders, and walked directly into the transparent screen.

After they went out, the demon mist gathered again, and the sound of fighting resounded in the demon mist again.