Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 298: Cool City, Suinan Dan Room

...Standing under the broken mountain city, looking up at the cusp, the city walls are hundreds of feet tall and ancient, "" the whole

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Suppressing the sense of senran, the majestic and vigorous posture, and the state of Shen Ning, as if all of this, it seems that you have your own life, as if the ancient monster beast is on the top, and it is rushing up.

Zhang Fan squinted slightly at Jiang. The look on his face stayed the same, his body was immobile, just the male city quietly in front of looks at.

Everything before is the pressure of this heavy city that has stood for tens of thousands of years, the accumulation of vicissitudes of sorrow and joy, the manifestation of spiritual oppression. It is not surprising that someone who is not determined will inevitably be shaken.

For Zhang Fan, there's no, what really made him stand still is something more practical.

Broken Mountain City, as the name suggests. It was built by breaking the mountain, it is estimated that there is still the meaning of breaking all the constraints and breaking free.

The latter is difficult to know, but traces of the former are still faintly visible.

The huge broken mountain city is in a position about tens of feet above the level. At the base of the city, you can still see the trend of rolling mountains. However, the scope of the city is too large, it is not very clear

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Feeling the fullness of spirit qi, Zhang Fan knows that this broken mountain city is really built in the spirit of the large spirit vein, and it is not an ordinary establishment. The Lingyan Mountain was replaced with a huge city body.

This kind of spirit vein is actually no less than the Linked Clouds Mountain Range where Dharma Idol Sect is.

What the broken mountain city does is equivalent to breaking the mountain where Dharma Idol Sect mountain gate is located, and then built such a huge city directly on the original site.

"Great handiwork!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan could not help but secretly praised.

They made such a large handiwork, naturally it will not be unintentional, this can be seen from the mottled city wall one or two.

Composing the general city wall of the mountain. It is huge bluestones that are several square meters in length. These bluestones have passed through the years, wind, frost, rain and snow. The blood was washed away in the war, and the original colors were no longer visible at this time. They were all iron blue, like pieces of steel corroded in the wind and rain.

The boulders, in the iron blue, glowed red.

This red light is not the red of Tongtian divine fire column, but a kind of dark red and brownish red, with uneven thickness and different shades, just like layers, divided into countless paint brushes.

This paint can only be a thing.

Zhang Fan looked at this maroon color. His eyes could not help but condensed.

In a trance, large groups of wild beasts, batches of cultivator, **** battles under this wall, one side is boundless and succeeds. One side is not afraid of death to fight each other.

Blood, human blood. The blood of the wild beast, like a stream of fresh fountains, sprayed thinly and sprinkled all over the walls of the bluestone, dyed layer after layer, tens of thousands of years of time, this blood color has been integrated into the interior of the bluestone, just like its own existence , Can no longer be erased.

Seeing all this, it seems as if we can see the ancestors of mankind, how to use blood and life to break the shackles of the world, destroy one strong enemy, and fight for the power to survive and multiply.

It was like this when it was too old; the same is true in the deep center of the earth.

These are not speculations. Not far from the feet of Zhang Fan, the living evidence still shows the past days of the giant city.

It is like a crystal white silk tightly tied, a turbulent underground river, circling a huge, broken mountain city, flowing towards the world. Just like the moat that became today.

In the water of this moat, a little bit of fluorescent light flashes, and occasionally the waves roll over, and then a large and voluminous pale can appear.

What kind of eyesight Zhang Fan has. Under the hot light of the divine fire column, the eyes directly penetrated the shield of the water surface, and I saw a large number of pale true colors on the bottom of the water.

Bone bones! Countless beasts!

Under the moat, all kinds of wild animal bones, large or small, or complete or incomplete, pile up like a mountain. If the river is not large enough, the channel is deep enough to expose these animal bones to the wilderness. A ghost scene.

It can be seen that this moat is stacked one upon another. I don’t know how many years of beast bones have accumulated. Zhang Fan knows that this is the intention of the people in the broken mountain city.

These animal bones, like the blood red on the bluestone, are a testimony of the past. They should be left there forever to stimulate the blood of future generations.

"Cool!"

In this piece of mysterious observation, the image of Po Shancheng suddenly became clear in Zhang Fan's heart, and summarized, but the word "cool".

This is a fierce city.

The fringe-free land, the fierce city of **** battles, and the blood of the Bone River.

This is Broken Mountain City!

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan strode into the city.

Road wall, two worlds inside and outside.

Beyond the city walls, there is a fierce fight. The men were bleeding and generous; within the walls. It is peaceful, peaceful, prosperous red dust noisy.

Inside and outside, the ultimate contrast, but it will not give people a sense of contrast, all kinds of struggle, all kinds of hard work, is not everything in front of you?

Zhang Fan walks on the street with the flow of people.

The residents here are not the same as those encountered in the town of Hehuan in the villages of Guizhou Zeng

On the surface is clothing. More diversified and more particular, but in essence, it is different from essence, qi and spirit.

Every mortal who walks on the street gives people a sense of pride and satisfaction, less of the fear of being unprepared, and more of a peaceful spirit.

Perhaps the annual pill refining conference of water reserves makes residents in the city. After seeing cultivation everywhere, it seems that although it is not rude, but the kind of respectful and trembling is not there, only facing the guru of this city. They will show the color of awe like in the city of acacia.

There are many cultivator in the broken mountain city at this time.

On the way, there are many cultivation people from the Eguanbo Belt, who are walking through the crowd. If you look at it from a height, you can see that these cultivators that are usually rare are just like in the river. The flowing water is moving in the same direction.

Zhang Fan not at all deliberately asked the road, but he followed the flow of people at will. At this time and here, where do they still need to doubt?

Sure enough, after half an hour, through half of the broken mountain city, my eyes suddenly became empty.

The willow blossoms are bright. Except in front of Zhang Fan, it is a huge square.

In the house, the crowd is full of people. At a glance, they are all cultivation people with high-sounding and stylish sleeves.

These people, either in twos and threes, know each other in whispers, or stand alone and stand out from the crowd, the same thing is their eyes. From time to time, he will involuntarily glance at the center of the square, as if there is something that attracts them firmly.

There, a bizarre building stands, and around the building, there is a vacant lot of the boss. Compared with the crowded surroundings, the status and honor are self-evident.

The style of this building is also quite strange, below, round, top. It is completely integrated and different from other architectural styles in the broken mountain city. It feels like a distinction between an ace and a strong man. The former is better than the elegant mystery, and the latter is stronger than the deterrent soul.

But one thing. It is unmatched by other buildings.

Start at the spire. This huge building is all covered with a layer of blue.

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The blue is not fixed, but flows like a wave of water. Or simply, it is a water curtain that closely adheres to the exterior of the building.

The color of the water curtain changes from time to time, layer by layer, as if the back wave pushes the front wave, and the whole does not increase and overflow. As if there were infinite voids to accommodate it, it gave people the feeling that it was like a section of a torrent, which was intercepted and obediently obstinately restrained by invisible power, so that it would just flow.

"Shui Yun Dan Cut!"

Zhang Fan has carefully looked at this singular building, and has no doubt about his judgment. Apart from the Shuiyun Dan Room, where can there be so many cultivators gathered today, and it has such a different style.

On the front of the Shui Yun Dan Room, a catty. The two were wide and wide. The azure blue water curtain fluctuates faintly. Like an invitation and a rejection, the ripples on it are constant, but it is the last person who entered, and the aftermath aroused.

When Zhang Fan came before. I saw a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, sweating out of it.

At that moment, somewhere in the crowd below, a sigh of relief from simultaneously burst out in vain. I want to be the pro-martial of that middle-aged man!

Not everyone is as lucky as the middle-aged man. Zhang Fan can see that a teenager who looks almost the same age as Xu Fan is stuffed on the blue water curtain. Almost even a blink of skill didn't hold on. He was bounced back suddenly, turned into a hoist, and turned straight out ten feet away.

After all, the teenager has a thin skin. The man's face instantly swelled with pig liver color. He quickly covered his face with his sleeves and walked away.

Not everyone can go to try one or two like middle-aged men and teenagers cultivator. Before that, you need to verify the black gold silk post to get in.

At this time, on the periphery of the building ~ IndoMTL.com ~ there are blood warriors standing densely. Everyone is full of spirits, they all press the handle of the hand, not squinting, and the sturdy **** hair is revealed.

No matter how strong these samurai are, they are nothing more than mortals, but how can they be put in the eyes of cultivator, but none of them are presumptuous.

Be sure to know that behind these samurai, standing the broken mountain city three great sects, not to mention them, is that other heavy cities have to challenge and think about one or two.

After watching it for a while. The situation is roughly clear, Zhang Fan no longer stays. Step by step, straight to the front of the odd-shaped building.

He handed the black gold silk post to the Blood Warrior who was coming up. In this waiting space, he stood with his hand down, and he could see the big and small hanging beside the blue water curtain. A mirror, a jade jade, two things.

"This is

Zhang Fan is puzzled first. Then saw the action of the **** samurai. I understand it.

ps: There is a chapter in the second! (To be continued)