What she asked was naturally the matter of opening the door. Since there was a saint in the coffin opposite, Ye Shengge would not have any idea of ​​defeating him, because that idea was not normal at all.

"The door cannot be opened, I'm injured."

Ye Shengge said oh, then asked, "What about something else?"

Zenzi said, "What else?"

There is only one door here. If you want to go out, you have to check if the door can be opened?

Ye Shengge stepped hard on the ground, and the whole ground thuded, but nothing else happened.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Shengge rushed up again.

After a moment she returned to her original place and said calmly: "It seems that we have no other way except to kill him."

Zenzi thought that this was something that should have been determined before, why did you have to spend all your time like this?

Ye Shengge didn't know what Zenzi was thinking. Even if he knew, he didn't want to respond. She just said calmly: "Master said that the fog mountain was built by the laws of the saints. Whenever any monk who exceeds the morning and evening realm comes here, the fog mountain will collapse. In other words, even if there are monks who break into the morning and evening realm and enter the spring and autumn, the fog mountain will collapse, and we will die at that time."

"He is a saint, but now his realm should also be in the morning and dusk realm. If he wants to surpass the morning and dusk realm, it will definitely not work."

"Since it's all morning and evening, then it's impossible to say who wins or loses."

That observer is a very important figure in the world of practice. No matter what he says, someone will believe and listen to what he says.

Zenzi said: "Do you think that ordinary morning and evening situations can easily break your talisman?"

This is the key point. Even if the saint is in a state of morning and evening, it is not a simple state of morning and evening.

Ye Shengge said, "If it's really time to die, let's die together."

After saying this, Ye Shengge did not look at Zenzi again, but looked at the Saint Yanhe who had already stood up from the coffin.

The saint walked out of the coffin, and another lotus flower grew between the Zen's fingers. He looked at the saint.

Saint Yanhe seems a little older than before.

The coffin was made of a special resurrection wood, which could lock his vitality to the greatest extent, but it also indirectly trapped himself in it. Back then, he was a cultivator in the Canghai Realm, so naturally he would not care much.

But now that the realm has dropped a little, it is naturally not that simple.

After all, they are not the kind of person who does nothing and just wants to die.

So the Zen son gave birth to a lotus again.

Ye Shengge seemed much calmer.

She had destroyed many magic weapons before, but it was not important to her.

She is a Taoist seed, a very special monk in this world.

She looked at Saint Yanhe and said calmly: "Do it."

No matter what realm the saint Yanhe is, this fight will always be fought.

The Zenzi lightly his toes and took the lotus flower toward the Saint Yanhe.

Ye Shengge has already sacrificed a magic weapon like a spear.

There was a flash of light in Ye Sheng's singer, and a series of majestic auras emerged in his palm.

Looking at the Saint Yan He, Ye Shengge undoubtedly slapped out his palm. The slapped out was like a big wave hitting the coast.

Ye Shengge's power is undoubtedly powerful.

She was outside before and almost killed Chongye.

But in front of the Saint Yanhe, he didn't seem that strong.

Because the Saint Yanhe only rolled up his sleeves in the face of such an offensive.

Then a powerful aura drove Ye Shengge back.

At the same time, Zenzi and his lotus arrived in front of the Saint Yanhe.

The timing is actually very good, but it seems that it has no effect on the Saint Yanhe.

He grabbed the lotus with one hand.

Then the lotus began to wither in his hands.

Saint Yan He raised his thin hand, grabbed Zenzi's collar, threw him out, and said calmly: "Even if I am morning and evening, how can you compare with me?"

This sentence is very realistic. Even a cultivator in the morning and dusk realm has been in the vast ocean, so naturally it is not something that ordinary morning and dusk realm can handle.

"You can just welcome your destiny well, don't think about doing something else."

Saint Yanhe looked at the Zen master who had already flown backwards, looked at Ye Shengge sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then said, "If you didn't have this qualification, I might have really told you all my knowledge."

Just the brief encounter just now, Ye Shengge knew that he was definitely not able to surpass him.

It’s not just because he has been in the sea, but because he made this foggy mountain. This is his home. Since it is his home, why did she have the chance to win?

Perhaps a few more people are possible.

Ye Shengge sat on the ground, looked at the Saint Yanhe, and said calmly: "I said, I won't let you eat me, so there is no way to die together in the end."

Zenzi got up from the ground, heard this and thought about what Ye Shengge said before, it turned out that everyone died together, not that the three of them died together, but that there was also the Saint Yanhe.

But how can this be done?

Saint Yanhe looked at Ye Shengge and smiled and said, "What other means do you have?"

Ye Shengge didn't say anything, but started to take out several magic weapons, some of which were moved by even the Saint Yanhe.

After those magic weapons appeared, they actually emitted a brilliant light towards Saint Yanhe, which seemed to be detonating them.

The face of Saint Yan He had a little solemn expression.

Although he could beat these people, he was already very old. Standing here, he was consuming his vitality all the time. The longer the time, the weaker he would be.

Although he was not very afraid of those magical instruments, the magical instruments were separated by him and Ye Shengge.

How much time will it take to wait until he arrives in front of Ye Shengge?

"I want to know how many magic weapons you have that can drive you."

When he said this, Saint Yanhe was crushing a magic weapon.

Ye Shengge had no expression on his face. In just a moment, dozens of magic weapons appeared in front of her.

She said: "A lot."

There are many, but how many are there?

...

...

The wind blew into the sky tower. The main man Liang Yi was looking through an ancient book about Wushan. Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded behind him. Liang Yi didn't have to turn his head to know that it was Zhang Shouqing who was here.

Zhang Shouqing walked behind the host and stood still, moved his lips, and said nothing.

Liang Yi turned his head, looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Shouqing hesitated for a moment and said, "There are fewer magical tools on the mountain."

Liang Yi knew what Zhang Shouqing was saying, and he said, "Shengge took some away."

Zhang Shouqing naturally knew that those who could take away those magic weapons without destroying the treasure house were the only way to use the key.

And the key has always been here.

Zhang Shouqing said helplessly: "How much is missing?"

“How much?”

"half!"

"half?!"

Liang Yi stood up and looked at Zhang Shouqing, even he was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!