Two hundred years later, the already dilapidated mountainside has grown again, and it is still very rich.

Along the way, Li Fengyang saw a towering tree, the crown is huge, green and green, shaped like the emperor's car cover, looks very powerful.

However, these skies are still very dark; all because of the existence of reincarnations.

The reincarnation is the transformation of the dead monk, naturally with the dead, over time, the dead is more intense.

The air was gray, and Li Fengyang walked under the dense forest, and his figure seemed very dark.

Although he still has his own scars, he has also recovered as much as 50%, so the speed is not slow, and he is God, and he quickly passes through the mountainside and approaches the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is full of cliffs, claming thousands of feet, like a knife cut into a cliff, spectacular.

Li Fengyang came all the way, but also saw a lot of scenes.

But at this time, he found that the dead air was getting stronger and the gray gas in the sky was getting more and more.

Lee’s face is heavy.

He was more careful.

Soon after, he stopped and looked at the top of the unatrested mountain, and Li Fengyan looked ugly.

For it was around the top of the mountain that stood a gray figure.

These are the reincarnations.

A reincarnation has the equivalent of the strength of the saint, and dozens of reincarnations mean that there are hundreds of thousands of saints, and it is terrible to think about it.

If it was before the injury, Li Fengyang was not afraid of these reincarnations, but now he is injured by Benyuan, he is not really the opponent of these dozens of reincarnations.

Moreover, Li Fengyang felt that there was a more terrible existence among these reincarnations.

Li Fengyang stood still, his brows were wrinkled, and his face was difficult to see the extreme.

Can't go back like that?

Lee shook his head.

Today's fairy world is in the deep fire, by the outside world demon slaves, there is no hope.

Most people have been appointed, but there are people like Lingtian, who regard Li Fengyang as the last hope, waiting for his appearance to rescue them.

But how did Li Fengyang go to save it?

He can only be strong, work hard to cultivate, and strive to break through the Great Saint at an early date and achieve the sacred realm of Tao.

But if he wants to break through the great holy realm, he must first recover his wounds, climb to the top of the mountain, and obtain the holy material of the middle quality, which is the only hope.

Besides, he was going to get the news of half a jar.

Therefore, Li Fengyang could not withdraw, but could only go forward.

Retreat, can only die; enter, although it is also death, but always return a glimmer of hope, just for this silk hope, Li Fengyang also has to move forward.

“Oh!”

There was no room for retreat, and Li Fengyang rushed up.

In the instant he rushed out, the few reincarnations standing in front of the top of the unwarranted mountain suddenly opened their eyes, revealing the gray pupil, and the evil eyes fell on Li Fengyang, and his mouth was low.

“Oh, hey!”

They rushed down.

These reincarnations have fought Li Fengyang, the strength is comparable to that of the saints, not the weak, Pu rushed out, the evil spirit swept, the entire gray sky was dark, the boulders on one side shook, an ancient tree was pulled up, and the sand was swept away.

The horror of the reincarnation is revealed.

“Oh!”

Li Fengyang held half a jar in his hand, a large hand, the emperor lamp, and then the blood coat.

The emperor's lamp flew into the sky, the golden flame burned and spread out, forming a golden sea of fire.

The human blood coat wrapped the royal lamp, the emperor lamp is like a human body, the human blood coat is like a human arm, hitting the runner who rushed, crackling loudly, rolling like a tide of runes.

Several reincarnations were caught.

Then, Li Feng took a step out and drank in his mouth:

“Study of determination!”

“The art of the years!”

“The dead mark!”

As soon as the three art came out, Li Fengyang occupied the upper hand and swept through these reincarnations.

However, when he was close to the top of the mountain, more than a dozen reincarnations on both sides collectively opened their eyes, and the gray and white pupils fell to Li Fengyang, and the evil spirit swept down.

The sound of the rumbling sound is non-stop, one by one, the reincarnation is like a ghost, the ghost is unpredictable, and the left and the right are suddenly and difficult to understand.

Li Fengyang could not do anything, only one side to resist, one side to move forward.

However, these dozens of reincarnations immediately surrounded Li Fengyang and clamped him, making it difficult for him to advance.

Those reincarnations attacked from all sides, the style was simple, the punch was simple, the punch was huge, but the power was huge, as if the Hercules King, a punch, a fist fell to the ground, and the side of the mountain directly exploded.

Li Fengyang was in a dilemma for a moment.

“Shit!”

His face was ugly, and the service made the emperor's lamp forward, but because he was restrained, even if he played at the end of the world, the speed was slow down, and the distance from the top of the mountain was only a thousand feet, as if it had become eternal.

“Hush!”

A reincarnation punched and directly defeated Li Fengyang.

At the same time, the light of evil raging, a look swept over, as if to open the whole hole of Li Fengyang.

“The thang!”

A reincarnation kicked Li Fengyang waist-to-be, and the blood splattered out.

“Shit!”

Li Fengyang's face suddenly appeared pale, plucked the dense gold body, and then half a jar to protect his half body, the service made the emperor light rushed up, hip, and successively knocked open several reincarnations.

“Shocking!”

But other reincarnations roared, stared at Li Fengyang with their eyes open, roused the light of evil, piercing through space, Li Fengyang suddenly felt the pain of his body, and there were blood holes in his body, and golden blood flowed out.

“Holy.”Li Feng Yang hated, but he could only hold back the injury and step by step to the top of the mountain.

He had seen that these reincarnations seemed to be guarding something and not letting themselves be near.

Is that mural?

Li Fengyang was curious in his heart.

The more he was, the more he wanted to look.

Perhaps he was able to find the truth of the ancient three.

“Shouting and shouting!”

Li Fengyang's behavior fell into the eyes of the reincarnation, just like being provoked, roaring, the whole body rushed up with evil spirits, silver and white light, and fought against Li Fengyang together.

Hitting on half a tile can, ringing non-stop, Li Fengyang felt that his footsteps were unstable and stumbled forward.

The reincarnation roared even more fiercely, and rushed up like crazy.

“Certainly for me!”

Li Fengyang shouted low, in the distortion of the five senses, spit out a word, the reverse force evolved to the extreme, exhibited the self-contained art, and then issued a loud drink: "Five-line mountain art, such as the god palm, the Buddha Dynasty."

All kinds of magic magic fall, coupled with the blessing of the counter-way power, will fly out one by one reincarnation.

However, some reincarnations rushed up to prevent Li Feng from ascending the mountain.

Li Fengyang did not give up, gritted his teeth and climbed up.

“Hush . . .”

At this moment, a mountain peaks around the top of the Zhou Zhou Mountain collapsed, and the reincarnation under the mountain looked up to Li Fengyang and made a loud roar.

But at this time, Li Fengyang was already standing on the top of the unatamiable mountain.

Last time, because of the appearance of the Wanluo Xian Temple, Li Fengyang could not stand here, and now he finally got his wish.

Unlike what he imagined, a valley appeared before his eyes, shaped like a gourd.

The cucurbit valley is surrounded by mountain stones, there is no grass and wood, a bare piece, and there is also a sand at the foot, but there is a wild smell, except for the ancient.

Li Fengyang stepped up and walked into the cursive valley.

First in front of a black, and then a bright front, Li Fengyang found himself standing in the valley, only to see that the valley is not large, or very small, so small that there is nothing, only some ancient statues, but also broken.

From the above, it is a long time.

Li Fengyang did not pay much attention, because he really only cared about the stone tablets.

A stone monument.

At the end of those broken statues.

It is very large, full of a hundred feet; Li Fengyang standing below, feel very small, look up, the stone above the painting a lot of things, there are mountains and rivers, there are grass and trees, there are all kinds of strange words, there is a person image.

However, whether it is grass and wood text, in the image of the characters, there is a gesture of worship, and the object of worship is not something else, just a jar.

An ordinary jar.

If it is not ordinary, it is that the jar is very large, accounting for almost one-fifth of the entire mural.

It lives in the center, and everything on the murals worships it, as if it were its gods, receiving the worship of all beings.

Li Fengyang looked at this scene, the whole person stayed, the palm turned, took out half a jar, carefully looked, found that the two jars are exactly the same, even the above marks are the same.

“How is it possible?”

Li Fengyang's face was surprised, shocked and unbelievable.

Although he did not know what the jar was, he could be worshipped by all living beings, so this jar was a very big thing, at least with a great history.

Li Fengyang wanted to see what to see, carefully observe the murals; soon, he really saw some scenes, that is, the image of the characters on the murals is the ancestors of the ancient three clans, in addition, there are the ancestors of the Xian Dynasty, even the crocodile ancestors are in it, but in a very marginal position, it is insignificant.

Lee was shocked.

What is this jar?

He thought for a long time, or didn’t understand.

Half-shuddered, Li Fengyang called Wang Ruolan and others out of the jar.

“Brother Li (Master).”

Wang Ruolan, Ling Bingqing, Qingling, Yan Hui, fish and other people came out, stayed, saw Li Fengyang, all full of joy.

“Are you all right?”Li Fengyang asked with concern.

"We're all okay."Wang Ruolan, weeping, shook his head.

"Master, you see that I have broken through the realm of the Yuan Xian."The fish said with joy.

"The disciples have also broken through the realm of the occult."The face followed.

“We are too.”Ice laughed.

Li Fengyang was slightly surprised, swept from them, and was surprised to find that their cultivation had improved a lot, and said, “You can also cultivate here?”

“Hmm.”Everyone nodded their heads.

Li Fengyang looked at the tattered tile jar in his hand, and the shocked face was overflowing with words, because he had not expected that he could also cultivate in this tile jar.

It seems that this jar has a lot of history.

“Master, what is this place?”The fish asked.

“The mountain is not standing.”Lee Fengyang.

“Ah.”Everyone was surprised to hear it.