Chapter 638: Nine Emperor Bells Collapse

No one has ever thought that Jianzhong Mountain is not just a solid mountain, it has an inner space, and there are even corridors.

Even those involved don't know it.

They always thought that as long as Jianzhong Mountain was blasted away, the rules that were originally imprisoned on Jianzhong Mountain would dissipate, and the thousands of swords on it would be left for them to collect.

All of this was as if Shan Ruo had personally entered the interior of Jianzhong Mountain.

Of course, this is impossible.

Blowing away Jianzhong Mountain has already combined the power of many of their immortals, and it can only be done by urging the 'Nine Emperor Bell'. Relying on other people, even if an Earth Immortal came, he would never have the idea of ​​Jianzhongshan.

But thinking about the mysteries of Tianji Pavilion, they can even count when the King of Swords falls asleep, so how can they not figure out that there is a cave in Jianzhong Mountain.

At this moment, there was joy in the crowd, and the cheers were louder than the waves. Since Jianzhong Mountain was blown out of a gap, although the inside is unknown, it is undoubtedly a fortune for anyone.

There are tens of thousands of swords stuck on the mountain peak alone, so how can it be normal inside Jianzhong Mountain?

Just when everyone was cheering excitedly, a slight crisp sound sounded.

There are cracks all over the top of the Nine Emperor Bell, and when the wind blows, the dense cracks quickly widen, like spider webs, cracking layer by layer.

Eventually crashed.

Shan Ruo seemed to have expected it, rolled up the big sleeve, and rolled the fragment of the Nine Emperor Bell into the sleeve, which was considered to be the idea of ​​those snatchers.

"The Nine Emperor Bell in front of me is just a fake after all, its material is limited, it will collapse after being used twice." Shan Ruo smiled wryly.

"It's a pity to miss this important treasure." Everyone sighed regretfully. A treasure comparable to a sacred weapon, even if it can only be used a few times, is by no means an ordinary thing, even a fifth-order spiritual weapon is not as good as it.

But now is not the time to regret.

The moment Jianzhong Mountain was formed by a gap in the mountain body, the tense minds of countless people were immediately relieved, and countless greedy people rushed directly into the gap.

The others were naturally unwilling to lag behind, one by one, like a race, rushed into the interior of Jianzhong Mountain with the fastest speed.

Not long after, there were only a few people left outside Jianzhong Mountain.

"Aren't you in a hurry to rush in, all the treasures in Jianzhong Mountain will be snatched away." Shan Ruo looked in Lin Lang's direction and smiled.

"What's the hurry, you, the instigator, are not in a hurry, let them explore the way first." Lin Lang also smiled, shook his head constantly, and walked towards the interior of Jianzhong Mountain.

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The interior of Jianzhong Mountain has been hollowed out, and it is not known whether it is naturally formed or man-made. In short, the passages here extend in all directions, and a distance of ten or twenty meters is a fork.

Therefore, even though there are many monks entering Jianzhong Mountain, they are separated by these corridors and will not meet each other for a short time.

Just entered the entrance.

Lin Lang noticed the abnormality. Even though the Blood-Dripping Sword had fallen into a deep sleep under the joint attack of all the strong men, the rules of Jianzhongshan still existed, but it had become much weaker in comparison.

But even so, it is only to let go of the weakening of the monk's body, and the real realm of cultivation is still severely suppressed.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for Lin Lang. In this place, his physical advantages can be maximized, which is a natural advantage that other people cannot match.

Without using spiritual power to cultivate, even if he meets the Jiuwen Immortal, he is not afraid.

Lin Lang made several turns and turns along the passage, and he didn't meet anyone for nearly half an hour. He stood still and looked around. There were rough rock walls on both sides. There were two oil lamps hanging at the end of the passage. It was unknown which monk had hung them up.

The space here is dark and humid, but it is not shrouded in darkness and rules. An oil lamp is enough to illuminate the entire corridor.

Lin Lang kept walking along the passage, and gradually found something abnormal.

"The aura of rules here is very strong, very suitable for comprehending Taoism." Lin Lang's expression moved, only feeling that the way of gravity in his body was extremely active, even the way of darkness and the way of assassination became extremely active.

At the same time, Lin Lang's ability to comprehend these two great ways improved by leaps and bounds. In an instant, his understanding of the dark way jumped to a new level.

It seems that Dao species can be condensed at any time.

"Where is this place? This feeling is as if you are close to the source, and you can touch the avenue with your hand."

Lin Lang was silent for a while. Then he raised his head suddenly. This was not his perception, but some invisible force disturbing his state of mind.

His understanding of the Dao of Darkness has long been extraordinary, and Dao transformation is a rule. How could it be possible to only reach the level of cohesive Dao Seed?

"Ziyan divine eyes, see through falsehood!"

Lin Lang immediately yelled, and the purple meaning in his pupils flowed, and he saw through some false illusions in an instant.

The scene in front of him changed.

It was still the original dark corridor, and the two green lights in front exuded a strange brilliance. And at this time, the feeling of intimacy has disappeared.

Around the passage at this moment, there are more than a dozen monks standing. These people looked extremely crazy, and they kept muttering in their mouths. Many people's physical bodies have begun to wither, and their energy and spirit have lost a lot.

In an instant, his face was pale and his hair was white.

"Hahaha, I, Zhang Ze, finally comprehended the Taoism! Today I must take this opportunity to condense the Taoism in one fell swoop. In the whole world, who else can stop me besides Shedi Immortal?"

"Oh my god, it's the Dao Seed of Power, only

If I can gather the Dao seed of strength today, the strength can be doubled or even ten times increased when using Dao methods. "

"Who said that condensing Dao seeds is the patent of earth immortals? Who said that only five people in the Kunxu world can condense Dao seeds in the realm of human immortals since ancient times, and Lao Tzu is the sixth!"

"Hahaha, I am also a strong person in the Dao Realm!"

"Hey, what kind of strong people are you in the Dao Realm? They are just a group of ants who failed to condense the Dao Seed. I have already condensed the Dao Seed of the Flame. It is not a problem to burn ten Dao Realm to death."

Lin Lang's expression froze when he heard these almost maniacal laughter. When looking at these people behind him, he also showed a little more pity.

If he hadn't seen through the strangeness of this place and forcibly condensed the Dao Seed, he would probably lose all his energy and be swallowed up by the Dao Seed just like these poor people.

The same is true for Jian Hongfei beside him, who has completely fallen into a dream and is about to start to gather the Dao Seed, but fortunately Lin Lang woke up early and interrupted it in time. Otherwise, he, a war slave who worked so hard to refine, might be useless.

"He's here too."

Lin Lang glanced at the people behind him, his eyes lit up. He walked up to one person, raised his sword and dropped it, the person in front of him didn't even have time to let out a scream, and he cut off his head directly.

This person is a Jiuwen Immortal from Yunlang Palace, who had threatened him not long ago, but he was bewildered by illusions as soon as he entered Jianzhong Mountain, and finally died in Lin Lang's hands.

Lin Lang took off the space spirit ring from this person, and threw all useful things into his own space spirit ring. After finishing all this, Lin Lang then set his eyes on the two green lanterns at the end of the corridor.