Chapter 371: Abnormal Little Monk (Part 1)

"Boom..." A world of heaven and earth is coming, vaguely, you can see lush forests, mountains and running water, that is a small world outside the big world, Xiaotiandi. (
Laogui desperately expanded his inner world to the limit in order to collect the shimmering glow below, the shrine like the Nine Heavens Palace.
Within a radius of tens of miles, the void was all shrouded in the inner world of the old turtle. There seemed to be a huge opening in the void, wanting to swallow the shrine below.
The old tortoise stood in the midst of that side of the world, his body surging with demon power, a dragon face, extremely solemn, bean-sized beads of sweat, just seeping from his forehead, it was directly vaporized by demon power.
The terrible fluctuations in the inner world made all the monks feel great pressure, everyone was shocked and inexplicably, they felt a tremor from the depths of their souls.
Hundreds of miles away, it was no longer safe. The countless monks in the mountain felt a dangerous aura, and again like the tide, they retreated farther.
Even the demi-god figures such as Liu Dao Demon Lord and Demon Lord Huang Long rushed out of Laogui's inner world and retreated out of Laogui's inner world.
"Huh!", "Huh!"
A blue shadow and a flame rushed from a distance, directly into the inner world of the old turtle. The three-clawed green Jiao Xiaoqing and the fire unicorn entered the inner world of the old turtle.
The earth fire veins under the divine palace had been completely absorbed by the fixed divine pillar, and most of a pitch-black pillar was in the eye of the fire.
The Indestructible Corpse General was standing on the black pillar, looking up.
The pillar made by the divine pillar of Dingdi was extremely huge, one end of the pillar was a hundred feet in diameter, and the immortal corpse would stand on it, looking very small.
"Haha...you juniors, what are you running? Come and come and fight the old turtle for three hundred rounds." The old turtle yelled and shook the sky.
In the rumbling sound, the Inner Heaven and Earth shrouded downwards, and that piece of palace, which had been sucked by the power of Inner Heaven and Earth, slowly flew towards the inner world.
The demon lord Huanglong held the remnant flag and watched this scene calmly, but the faces of the six demon monarchs, middle-aged scholars, and the old way of Ku Rong were not so good-looking.
They have already seen that the real treasure must be in the central palace, but the restrictions there are too strong, with their power, even if they have the treasure in their hands, it will be difficult to break.
If the old tortoise takes that piece of palace into the inner world, all the treasures, including the divine palace, belong to the old tortoise.
The demon lord Huanglong has long determined that the old turtle is a great power among the monsters, and that the old turtle gets this shrine left by the ancient fire god, and it is no different from the monsters. As long as it is not taken by the Six Dao Demon Lords and the Human Race monks, he is happy to see the results.
The inner world is a world independent of the big world. It is a great monk with supreme magic power. It has opened up a small world with unimaginable power. The Six Demon Lords and others dare not make any more moves.
"The shrine, it belongs to the old tortoise!" Gu Fei, who had retreated two hundred miles away and climbed up a mountain, muttered to himself when he saw the scene above the sky.
It is really hard to imagine, in the palace left by the ancient gods and men, what treasures are in the collection, even this palace itself is probably already a god.
"This old tortoise..." Gu Fei had to sigh that this 10,000-year-old old king had turned around in eight hours. After getting the palace left by the ancient gods and men, Laogui's capital was undoubtedly stronger.
If there is an elixir of magical medicine in the shrine, Laogui's cultivation base may directly break through the semi-god realm, and it may become a fairy in the legend.
Tenglong Da6, there are legends about immortals, it can be said that there are as many as a feather, and some places of great evil have left many ancient miracles.
However, for thousands of years, it seems that no one has actually seen the fairy gods on the Tamron Big 6, except for some skeletons that are suspected to be the remains of the fairy gods.
Tenglong Da6, even the oldest school, in their classics, the description of the fairy gods seems to be mysterious and mysterious, and it seems to be a illusory existence.
For monks, immortals must exist, because this is the highest goal for countless monks. If even the monks deny the existence of the immortal gods, then what are you doing on the way to cultivation! ?
In the life of a monk, the pursuit is to live forever in the world, to become a god, to be with the heaven and earth, and to coexist with the sun and the moon.
At this time, the peerless masters who rushed in all directions, chasing the ancient psychic treasures that rushed out of the shrine, drove the escape light and returned from afar.
Some people smiled and seemed to have gained something, while others looked disappointed and hated.
The big figures among Guangchengxian School, Shangqing Sect, Taixuanmen, and Three Avenues, because of their good timing, became the big winners in the fight for ancient treasures.
Dozens of powerful monks who returned from the sky stopped a hundred miles away. They did not dare to get too close, lest they would be affected by the mighty space power and be collected into the inner world of the old turtle.
Only those four demigod-level big figures dared to stand in the air outside the area enveloped by the inner world of the old turtle.
They have been unable to stop the old turtle from taking over the palace, the inner world, that is the legendary great magical power that only the fairy gods have. They can't understand that the old turtle is not a fairy god, why can control the inner world.
In control of the inner world, the old tortoise is already invincible. Among the demigods, no one can fight against it, and the old tortoise is really invincible.
I am afraid that among the countless monks present, only Gu Fei knows the origin of the old turtle.
Laogui is a figure in the ancient times. When he was at his peak, his cultivation level would surely be earth-shattering. I am afraid that he has already exceeded the terrifying existence of the fairy god.
In the ancient times, there were many strong men. That era was an era that countless monks yearned for.
The Six Demon Lords and others were staring outside, they were waiting, waiting for the moment when the central palace's restrictions were broken in that divine palace.
The more powerful the magic weapon, the more powerful the weapon, the more spiritual, this kind of magic weapon, this kind of weapon can be called a spiritual weapon. Spiritual things will not be easily recovered.
Once the ban on the central palace is broken, the spirit weapon inside will definitely turn into a divine rainbow and rush out immediately. At that time, it was time for the Six Dao Demon Lords, the Demon Lord Huang Long and others to take action.
"Boom..." The sky and the earth shook. In the eyes of everyone, Laogui's inner heaven and earth, covering dozens of miles around the world, was gradually engulfing the shrine-shrouded shrine.
Things seem to be a foregone conclusion, the palace left by the ancient gods and men will become the object of the old tortoise.
"Little turtle..."
At this moment, a voice that was heard clearly in the ears of everyone present, suddenly sounded in the void.
"Little turtle... where are you..."
The voice was so immature, it seemed to come from a child, and the owner of the voice seemed to be a lively and lovely child, and everyone couldn't help being sluggish.
After the old turtle heard that voice, his face suddenly changed, "Oh!" With a sound, he almost fell out of his inner world.
"Little turtle..."
The voice sounded again, but at this time it was much clearer, no longer if there was nothing, but no one knew where the voice came from.
The Six Demon Lords, the Demon Lord Huang Long and others also showed a hint of surprise on their faces. They scanned the surrounding space, but they did not notice the trace of the voice master.
"Little bald donkey, chase from the west to the north, count you cruel!" The old tortoise seemed to know who the man was, and after stabilizing his figure, he suddenly yelled at him.
Everyone couldn't help being shocked when they heard this. It was really incredible. There are people who are afraid of the power of the monster race as powerful as this dragon body? Moreover, listening to the words of the old turtle, the man seemed to be Xitu's bald head.
Xitu, that is the place of Buddhism, is the Western world of bliss often referred to in the secular world. Only those in the cultivating world know that there is no bliss in the West. It is just that Buddhism said that the West was not a world in order to win over believers. Illness, no strife, a perfect world where everyone is kind.
In the end, that is just a way for Buddhism to spread the teachings in the world.
It depicts a beautiful world that does not exist at all to the world, and makes people believe that when this world exists, there is a kind of sustenance in the soul.
"Little turtle... so you are here..."
The voice sounded very far away, as if it had been uploaded from the Nine Heavens, vast and pervasive in the heavens and the earth. A white figure appeared in the western sky.
"Huh!"
The Six Demon Lords, the Demon Lord Huanglong, the middle-aged scribes, the old Ku Rong Dao, and the four demigod masters, all turned around and looked at the western sky at the moment that the figure appeared.
"Who is that? Why is Laogui so afraid of him?" Gu Fei also felt the strangeness in the western sky, and was shocked. He was really hard to believe that there is also Laogui who is also afraid of this peerless monster in this world.
After the old turtle saw the man, his body shook again, his mind was shocked, he could not fully use the power of the inner world, the shrine, which had been swallowed by his inner world, sank down again.
"Haha...Little tortoise...Don't run away, be my mount obediently!" A tender voice came. It was a little monk wearing a moon white robe with red lips and white teeth.
On the right hand of the little monk, holding a purple golden bowl, he wandered in the void like this, there was no escape, the clouds were light and breezy.
Within a few steps, the little monk came to the vicinity without seeing how fast he moved, as if he had shrunk to an inch and stepped across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"Huh!" Laogui immediately put away the inner world, then turned around and fled. He didn't want the palace underneath.
Everyone couldn't help being stunned, their chins almost fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, the old tortoise, who is in control of the inner world and the invincible among the demigods, would escape.