"This is..."

Dekun and his group of seven people only felt that the light was reversed in front of him, and they stood in a fairyland with mist that was beyond their knees, jade buildings, and cranes flying.

The sound of gurgling water comes from the mist.

Dragons and carp in the water compete to eat, and some strange small fruits float on the water.

The sun shines in the sky, and it makes people feel refreshed.

Take a breath and feel the air is sticky, like drinking water, and your whole body is comfortable. It seems that what you are breathing is not air, and every breath of air is a magic pill.

"This is obviously a fairyland, what are the dangers?"

A monk in his thirties who was walking with him had a sarcastic look on his face: "The Qingxu Temple Master seems to be kind to remind us that he may have discovered the difference here long ago, and he is afraid that we will steal his opportunity..."

The Land of Fairy Fallen is full of crisis, and entering it will lead to a lifetime of death.

If you don't die by chance, you will get the chance.

Nowadays, these two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, which one of these remaining strange people has the opportunity to obtain in the land of immortality, and has unimaginable abilities?

"What Deming said is..."

Dekun's eyes flashed. He was the only person with extraordinary skills. Forty years ago, he followed a monk from Guanyin Temple and got the opportunity that others had longed for throughout his life in the land of immortals, so that he could establish his position among the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism today.

Regarding Taoist sect, Dekun’s creed is to suppress, suppress, and then exclude and then exclude.

Let Buddhism go to the next level and let Taoism never recover.

Dekun, who grew up in Guanyin Temple, may not be as good as ordinary people in the world, but he has many ideas to make Buddhism powerful.

"But you still have to be careful..."

Dekun once entered the Land of Fairy Fallen and saw the horror of the Land of Fairy Fallen.

That time, their group of more than 60 people, and only five survived by chance: "The land of immortals is not allowed by the Humane Department, so you should not seek to enter without authorization. If you have the opportunity today, you should not make any public statements. Before we came, the opportunity of Lingxinggou was probably obtained by the Master of Qingxu Temple... We can take this opportunity..."

"Senior brother, look..."

Dekun was thinking about a conspiracy, and Dexing suddenly shouted and pointed his hand at a distance: "That's the immortal fruit!"

In front of me is an orchard.

There are many kinds and the fruits are ripe.

Dekun's eyelids twitched, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest: "Opportunity, great opportunity..."

The land of fairy falls has been formed for countless years.

Perhaps the records of civilization inheritance, the fabrication of mythological novels, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have only been a thousand years of history. However, as a practitioner, Dekun knew very well that it was a brilliant and distant era in ancient times, which was not only thousands of years.

Therefore, if something can grow in the Land of Fairy Moon, it will definitely be treasures!

Back then, he only obtained a waste pill in the Land of Immortal Fallen, and he achieved today's achievements... But now there is a large orchard in front of him, and the fruits are ripe.

"If you can take it all out, Buddhism..."

A trace of greed grew in Dekun's heart. This trace of greed was originally like a ripples of calm Hu Bo, gradually forming a tremendous wave. Greed made people lose their minds, and Dekun's mind gradually disappeared: "Hurry... take away as much as you can..."

"Ha ha..."

Suddenly a long laugh came, with a heroic laughter and endless joy: "I didn't expect that after hearing a word from fellow Taoist, I actually realized something today and my cultivation is further..."

His face changed drastically, and Dekun and his group of seven looked at each other: "There are people here!"

Someone is one step ahead of them!

Like the mist dissipates, the orchard slowly disappears.

In front of them, a pavilion gradually became solid. In the pavilion, two people wearing white robes, barefoot hair, white beards, and young-faced hair sat opposite each other.

Among them, a chessboard is placed horizontally.

One of them held a white chess in his hand and smiled: "So, this is the Great Way..."

The other man's face was gloomy: "Since fellow Taoist has realized the truth, then... what about the discussion between you and me?"

The smile on the face of the man who picked the chess disappeared: "You and I have been fighting for more than a thousand years, but still refuse to admit defeat?"

"Give up?"

The man with a gloomy face looked at the man who picked the chess strangely: "How could Shinto lose?"

"Ha ha..."

The man who picked the chess smiled and rose up, his body floating into the air like catkins: "Look at me in the Hell of the Rou!"

A cold wind blew, and the fairyland, which was originally surrounded by fairy mist, was dark in an instant, and the sky and the earth were dark. In the blink of an eye, the world was dark.

“Woooooo…”

A sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling came from nowhere.

Green figures in the darkness constantly gathered from all directions.

Dekun was clever and suddenly realized: "It's not good... there is danger!"

Dekun once entered the land of fairy fall and got the opportunity. He knew very well that every fairy fall field was the life experience of this immortal before the death of the immortal. Through the remaining energy and spirit, it was repeatedly staged in the field every day...

This is an illusion, and it is also extremely real... The evil ghosts around him can definitely kill people!

"I'm careless..."

Dekun was nervous, the opportunity in front of him turned into a disaster, and he regretted that he was too proud, which led to today's ending: "Get back!"

De Xing and others also felt the crisis of death, and the evil ghosts around them were like tides, endless.

At this time...where to escape?

The monk named Deming had a pale face when he fought against each other.

They lived for a long time and had never seen monsters. When they saw them today, they realized why evil ghosts are afraid...

Too scary...

"ah..."

Suddenly, a scream overwhelmed all the howlings of ghosts and wolves.

Dekun's heart was not good enough, he turned around and looked behind him, and his teeth were about to break: "Senior Brother Deqian!"

Evil ghosts rushed over and instantly drown Deqian behind them.

What is evil ghosts rushing to eat? They saw it today, not even a second, and Deqian has turned into a dry bone.

In the dry bones, an illusory soul floated, his face was numb, and his eyes were unconscious: "Woo woo..."

Deqian made a cunning cry from his mouth and rushed towards them...

"Senior brother, use magical powers quickly..."

De Xing reacted first and shouted: "Otherwise, we will all be buried here..."

If Chaos was split into a crack, Dekun was shocked.

He is a practitioner and the controller of the magical power of fire... This is the first time he has encountered such a life-threatening crisis since he possessed this magical ability.

He even forgot his identity and received a reminder of virtue. Dekun roared: "Prajna Paramita!"

Dekun clasped his hands together, and his whole body was filled with red light, as if the cast iron body was put into the fire. Dekun's eyes widened, revealing a trace of hideousness: "Fireworks swallowed the soul!"

His arms spread out, and a ball of flame evaporated from his body.

Like a fire born, Dekun bent his arms and his body rotated like a gyro. The flames rotated with his body, forming a flame tornado...

“Sizi…”

The evil ghost approaching him instantly turned into a ray of black smoke when he encountered the flame.

De Xing and others were also injured by the terrifying temperature of the flames and quickly retreated...

However...

Just now, my chest hurts, and a scarlet palm was still dripping with blood, piercing his chest. The scarlet palm was still holding a beating heart.

"ah..."

A few screams made the flames controlled by Dekun disappear.

Dekun looked around. Although the evil ghost kept pounced on him because of the flames, he could not do anything to him.

But the five De Xing people were not so lucky and were swallowed by evil ghosts...

"Greed...Greed..."

Dekun's face was full of bitterness. Because of greed, Dexing left Guanyin Temple and came to Lingxinggou.

Because of greed, they entered the land of immortals and wanted to collect all the place...

Now, they have paid the price for their greed...

"What's my face? Go back to Guanyin Temple?"

The disciples who followed him were all the most intelligent people in Guanyin Temple, but they all died today...
To be continued...