Outside, hot magma gushed out, and countless animals fled. The volcano erupted too suddenly, and many monsters were still swallowed by the magma.

Several monsters with dragon cultivation level also came to investigate whether there was a strange treasure. Unfortunately, after searching for more than half a month, they found nothing and left alone.

It’s not that there are no treasures, but they are all thousands of meters under the magma, without a powerful body, just wait to be destroyed.

The dark underground river flowed by water. Shenma had been hiding here for about a month. The wound on the surface healed in a few days, but the sword energy inside was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which made Shenma suffer from headaches. He used his divine power for half a month, but it was not eliminated, torturing Shenma's body at all times.

"Since you can't force it out, you'll be able to refine yourself." Shen Ma made up his mind and tried to treat the dead horse as a living horse. He simply used the sword energy to refine his body.

"Bang!"

As soon as Shen Ma practiced a trace of sword energy into his body, his body was bitten like thousands of ants, which was even more terrifying than the sea of ​​bitterness of the sword mountain and sea of ​​18 hells, and kept twitching.

The rest of the sword energy suddenly lost control and rushed into Shenma's body crazily. After a while, cracks appeared on Shenma's body, like broken porcelain bottles.

"Am I going to die? I haven't seen so many treasures yet! I don't want to die!" Shen Ma lay on the ground and recalled his past and present lives. He felt that Ma Sheng was regretful and was about to leave before he could see this gorgeous fantasy world.

Shenma's consciousness gradually became blurred and darkness gradually came.

The earth-center fire in the sea of ​​suffering seemed to sway a few times, flashing slightly, and the sword energy that broke into Shenma's body was guided in an instant. After the flame was refined, it was replenished and replenished Shenma, restraining the evil energy and murderous intent in it, and then tempering the body. However, the earth-center fire dimmed again for several points.

"Hmm? It doesn't hurt much, is it..." Shen Ma hurriedly used the innate inheritance of the martial arts "Divine Art of Dragon and Horse". In fact, most of the auspiciousnesses like dragon and horse that are born and raised in the earth are gifted from the bloodline, like the sound of the great way, and then succeeded. However, these martial arts seem to have been cut by a knife, and it is difficult to point directly to the essence of the great way.

I don’t know how long it took, but a breath of turbid air was exhaled from Shenma’s mouth, and it immediately broke through the rock wall of the river. It was mixed with a lot of sword energy and evil energy, which was deterred.

The light gradually converged, revealing Shen Ma's body. The dragon scales on his body became even more red. It looked like blood that kept flowing out, with a faint sense of evil spirit and sword intent. This was caused by Shen Ma's refining the sword energy in his body.

"Ah haha, I am indeed loved by heaven and earth, and have great luck. But this time I would like to thank this earth-center fire, otherwise I might have been lying on the corpse. Alas, this little divinity is left, I am afraid it will not last for a hundred years." Shen Ma looked at the earth-center fire in his hand and was suddenly sad.

When he stood up, the dragon's body made a skeleton sound. Shen Ma didn't dare to scream again, for fear of causing uncontrollable things. After all, the entire Kunlun Mountain was under the imperial formation.

However, fear of death is definitely afraid of it. However, if there are treasures, it would be different. Since Shen Ma knew that he was in the Great World of Heaven, all the treasures in his mind were all about them. Even Longjiao didn't know if it was a feeling from the heavenly beings, so he had nurtured the magical power of exploring treasures.

The horse's hooves were blowing under his feet, and the horse rushed into the center of the magma again like lightning. Although the magma had gradually calmed down, there were still slight sword energy along the way. The closer it was to the treasure land, the denser the sword energy was.

Relying on the ballet-like horse stance, Shenma came to the ancient formation again and again. The ancient formation had been damaged, revealing the scene inside.

There are four sword-casting pools, a large millstone in the middle, and a thirty-meter-high divine bamboo and a thatched hut behind them.

Everything seems so simple and quiet, with mysterious runes dancing in it, like pure elves and a breath of mythical era hitting my face, which is different from the principles of the post-ancient era and is even more perfect. The mythical era allows many emperors to coexist, which makes people yearn for and miss.

Without the four sword pools at the door of the hut, everything would be better. The four sword pools are filled with devastating sword intent, as if they have experienced eternal immortality, and the millstone in the middle are even more powerful, just like countless formations imprinted, forming a world of its own.

"Since you have arrived at the door, there is no reason to give up. Moreover, this is very likely to be the powerful weapon refining land of the mythological era, and it is even more impossible to let it go! Let's fight!" Shen Ma secretly cheered himself up, with a determined expression on his face, if he didn't look at the four trembling horse legs.

Shen Ma stepped forward, his hooves slightly bent, and shouted: "Xiaodao Shen Ma, I have mistakenly entered the territory of my senior. Please forgive me. If you have any inheritance that requires the junior to serve, I will definitely do it."

After three quarters of a quiet time, Shinma said again: "Since my senior has not responded, I agree. I'm in. Please forgive me."

Shenma mobilized all his divine power and stepped into the gap in the ancient formation. Then he bypassed the sword-making pool far away, intending to enter from the divine bamboo.

"Pooh"

It seems like entering a bubble. The ancient formation is not like the evil spirit seen by the outside world, but is very peaceful and peaceful. It is a bit like the caress of a mother when she was a child, the breeze blows in the autumn season, and it also seems like sitting upright in the celebratory clouds of the heavens, making people unconsciously fulfill their mood.

"This divine bamboo can actually make people unconsciously peaceful. Could it be the evil-repelling god bamboo? The legendary man who once realized the mystery of life and death in the sea of ​​suffering under him, transformed himself and fused to counter the unknown aura." Shen Ma was stunned for a moment, and looked around the divine bamboo, looking around at every inch of divine light.

Although he was 70% sure, Shenma still wanted to make sure again. His divine power continued to flow towards Longjiao, and the divine light at the sharp part of Longjiao became brighter and brighter. His face was flushed red and almost couldn't hold on.

The dragon horn touched the divine bamboo, and the divine light immediately spread the entire divine bamboo and dragon body. The mysterious runes danced, forming the original Tai Chi picture underground.

At this time, Shenma seemed to have become a divine bamboo. The surrounding scene was regressing. A divine bamboo was slowly getting shorter and smaller in ten thousand years. It only shrank by four or five inches every ten thousand years. In other words, the divine bamboo was only four or five inches long every ten thousand years. Now, this thirty-meter-high divine bamboo is simply a miracle, and every inch is immortal gold.

The legendary evil-repelling bamboo can be used to kill evil without invasion. It is simply the most treasure in the archaeological world and the kind that is not changed. After death, it is buried in the coffin, and the corpse will not change. Refining objects is simply the nemesis of the underworld.

Millions of years seemed to be eternal, and in an instant, the Divine Bamboo stayed in the ancient formation to absorb the evil energy from the four sword pools and purify the killing energy.

Further ahead is the birth of four swords and a formation map. The killing aura alarmed all directions of the universe. There are supreme powerful men who want to compete for the newly born four swords of Zhuxian. A Taoist in the mist holds the formation map and controls the four swords. When encountering gods and killing gods, encountering Buddhas and killing Buddhas, even if a strong man in the same realm is difficult to survive a hundred moves in his hands.

The four swords of Zhu Xian were born and sacrificed blood to the supreme blood. The murderous aura soared into the sky, as if they were gods and demons killed for the sake of killing.

"Lingbao Tianzun, it's really him! He added four killing swords to rival the Emperor of Heaven. According to legend, Lingbao Tianzun entered the path of immortality at the incorrect place and incorrect time. I just don't know if it was successful.

The four swords of Zhuxian were combined with the formation map, and the Lingbao Tianzun returned from the heavens and became an immortal. Can this prophecy come true? "Shen Ma was so excited that he actually witnessed history in the spiritual light of the Divine Bamboo.

History continues to regress. The Lingbao Heavenly Lord sacrificed the formation diagram and four fairy swords in the earth's center fire. The time was long. Various rare treasures in the universe were cast in the formation diagram, and then the flowing divine liquid gathered into the four swords through the large millstone. The main material was various immortal gold, hazy and invisible, but its size could be easily seen, which was about the same as a millstone. That's right, it was as big as a millstone.

Shen Ma drooled when he saw it. His mood was rising and falling all day long, and he was like a roller coaster. He said, "It's so unmannerable, this is the real big guy! Big guy, please leave some for me!"

The picture in the light of the spirit seemed to hear Shen Ma's heart, and it really left a lot of immortal gold.

Time continues to move forward, Lingbao Tianzun was observing the evil-proof bamboo, understanding the mystery inside, and creating the Sutra of the Evil-Driving Sutra. That's right, it was called the Sutra of the Evil-Driving Sutra, but later it was tampered with by someone, and it turned into the Sutra of the People.

"The soul and god are temporarily destroyed, and they will return to their bodies without going through hell, and they will march into space. This sutra is subtle and saves infinitely. All heavenly beings will receive celebrations, infinite blessings, and life and death are favored. The treasures of heaven will not be passed down to the world. The great scholars will be able to achieve the heart and pass on the heavens."

"Yuanshi Cave Xuan, Lingbao Chapter. The best wonderful head, ten times of people. Hundreds of demons hide the rhyme, separation and harmony are natural."

...

The mysterious sutra echoed in Shenma's mind, with various mysteries that directly point to the origin of the human body, unknown and strange reasons, and the true meaning of the explanation directly touched the original heart. This is the original Sutra of Saving People, and the mystery in it makes people wander in it.

"No wonder the later generations of people's salvation will be so serious. This is a nightmare for unknowns and corpse disasters. It is accurate at one time and is still difficult to resist." The sutra of evil is infinite, and Shen Ma's powerful spiritual consciousness can only be memorized by rote first, and then think about it carefully.

The picture continues to move forward, and the Emperor Lingbao is preaching, but it is a pity that the Daoyin is difficult to copy and the evil-proof god bamboo can only remember things closely related to itself.

I came to an ancient land where there was a cave in the divine bamboo that flowed down the milky white essence of the pond, the fragrance of medicine filled the garden, and the spiritual medicine was everywhere next to it, and the butterflies were flying on it, and the spiritual peak was busy collecting honey.

Suddenly, a sword light fell down, and Shenzhu's memory came to an abrupt end here.

"What a pity. The Divine Bamboo was cut off with one knife, and most of the divine nature inside it was probably cut off."

"That sword light seems to not exist in the past and future. All the cause and effect have been cut off, and cannot be described or described. Although it is just a memory, it seems that it has been cut off, which is so terrifying!" Shen Ma looked scared, and that state is very reasonable.

After using his magical powers, Shenma became weak and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, and his soul felt exhausted.

The magical power of Dragon Gate is not only a treasure hunt, but also can enlighten the spiritual consciousness of the treasure like a psychic flower. However, it is limited to Shenma's own realm. Even the wisdom given to the treasure cannot be achieved. It can only enhance the spiritual light of the treasure and help it transform.

The divine light gradually dimmed, and the evil-repelling god bamboo became more agile, and its spiritual consciousness was like an ignorant baby. This was the first time Shen Ma used his magical powers, and he felt extremely wonderful, as if he had a little more connection with the divine bamboo, but it was very weak and could not be sensed when he was far away.
Chapter completed!