Because Tang Cheng rushed to Kunlun Ruins in a different direction this time. Therefore, the first stop for the Tang Dynasty was no longer Qianlaishan of the Sheep tribe in the west of Kunlun Ruins. This is a mountain peak standing alone on the plain, and Tangcheng is watching. There are many rubbles, and many shiny and warm white jade shine among them. Due to the scarcity of soil in the mountains, there are no tall trees such as pines and cypresses here, but more weeds and shrubs. There was only a low wind lingering on the mountain, and there was silence. Suddenly, a loud neighing sound was heard. Tang Cheng's eyes narrowed. He looked carefully and saw a white horse drinking water by the stream ten miles away. It is not appropriate to say it is a white horse. Because there is a thick long horn on its forehead, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, giving people a very powerful feeling. There are tens of millions of creatures in the Kunlun Ruins, and there are many of them with strange shapes. Tang Cheng smiled slightly, swayed, and came to the bank of the stream. After the white horse finished drinking, he asked: "Where is here?" The white horse was startled, raised its hoofs, and kicked forward. This is very different from the horses in the world. He took ten steps back, looked around, and saw that there was no danger around him. The horse rolled over and turned into a young man. "Who are you talking about? Why are you teasing me? Don't you know whose territory this mountain is?" The little guy's eyes were darting around, and he was a little surprised when he discovered Tangcheng. Then, he stared at Tangcheng without taking his eyes away. "This is Daishan, which means you are in irrigation!" Tang Cheng smiled slightly, understanding that his location was in the eastern part of Kunlun Ruins. "Of course, who are you?" The Guanshu clan is not good at martial arts. Most of their clansmen have not reached the Yuanshen stage. Therefore, not many of their clansmen went to the Dark Heaven this time. Tang Cheng ignored the young man. He walked straight to the stream and watched. If the young man had not lied, this stream would be Pengshui. The water of the stream is so clear that you can even see the swaying aquatic plants at the bottom of the stream. Tang Cheng looked at it so seriously that the young man became curious and couldn't help but ask: "Old man, what are you looking at?" Tang Cheng was stunned, turned around and said, "What did you call me? Old man?" The young man curled his lips and said, "What are you if you're not an old man? Your hair is snow-white, just like my grandpa!" After the young man said this, he regretted it. Wasn't he scolding himself? Tang Cheng was here looking at the rugged surface of the stream, and an image of a black-robed man with silver hair came into his eyes. Tang Cheng grinned bitterly, and he grinned bitterly too. "Haha, he is really an old man!" Tang Cheng laughed loudly. The young man whispered: "It turns out to be a lunatic!" Before he could finish his words, he saw Tang Cheng pick up his fingertips, and a strange fish suddenly flew out of the stream and was fixed in the air, unable to move up or down. The fish struggled from side to side and made a chirping sound, just like a magpie. This strange fish is shaped like a chicken, with colorful feathers, three tails, six claws and four eyes. It is extremely weird. It is Xiuyu, a specialty of Kunlun Xudai Mountain. The young man was surprised. This Xiuyu looked weak, but in fact he had already formed a demon pill, and his strength was not inferior to him. Now, being teased by Tang Cheng so easily, he was unable to resist at all. He looked at Tang Cheng again with eyes full of awe. Respect for power is the instinct of all the beasts in Kunlun Ruins. The Xiuyu struggled for a while, but seeing no effect at all, he immediately said: "Let me go!" His voice was clear and sweet, and it was actually a woman. Tang Cheng smiled and let go. When the fish landed, it had transformed into a girl with braids. The clothes are colorful and dazzling, and the eyes are big and bright, full of anger and fear. The feeling of being controlled and unable to move is really terrible! Tang Cheng smiled apologetically and said, "I just want to confirm whether this is Daishan!" After saying that, Tang Cheng raised his hand and placed the body of Dingguang Buddha on the ground. This move startled the two of them, and they quickly backed away. Dingguang Buddha's body was chopped into two pieces by Tang Cheng, but no drop of blood flowed out. His body was really like a dead tree. The first skill that Dingguang Buddha practiced was the Art of Life and Death. When he reached the peak of his practice, his body was as hard as steel. Once he died, the essence of his body's flesh and blood would be condensed into a drop of blood in his heart. As long as his soul was not damaged, he would be able to survive. Can be reborn extremely quickly. But in normal battles, everything is business as usual. It bleeds when it's time to bleed, it hurts when it's time to get hurt. Until the last moment, no one knew that Dingguang Buddha was actually practicing the Art of Life, Death and Withered Glory. However, that sword in Tangcheng, dating back 100 million years, killed the three souls and seven souls of Dingguang Buddha directly at the source, naturally causing him to die on the spot. Although his physical body still relies on instinct to condense the essence of his body into one point, his vitality is exhausted and there is no chance of rebirth. Tang Cheng possessed the body of Dingguang Buddha to examine it.??Tangcheng is extremely cautious about this point. Originally, there were Jiangwei and Xiaoqing in the Fetal Realm, and they could be responsible for such small matters. However, Tang Cheng felt that the "Present Xian Jie Sutra" was of great importance and could not be trusted to be handed over to outsiders, so it was better to do it himself. Tang Cheng was sneaking around there, making the boys and girls behind him murmur. "Zhou You, um, Xiao You, what do you think he is doing? Digging through corpses? Is he really a madman?" "Big White Horse, who asked you to call me Xiao You? And you are so bold, you dare to call him mad, Don¡¯t you know that he can kill you with just one finger?¡± ¡°Whoever bullies you, I will kill him!¡± ¡°Then go ahead!¡± ¡°Let¡¯s talk about this later. Xiaoyou, look at his age, and I'm still young. When I grow up, I won't let you out if I don't beat him to death!" Xiao Guanshu said, "I'm just trying to take advantage of others." Tang Cheng didn¡¯t care about this trivial matter. He searched Dingguang Buddha¡¯s body in just a few searches. Except for the storage ring, there was nothing. All hope is in that little ring. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out of Shenxiao's Chaos Heavenly Tribulation Sword, Dingguang Buddha's body instantly turned to ashes, leaving only a drop of blood floating in the air. That drop of blood was round and had no fishy smell, but instead had a fragrance rippling around. Star patterns shine on the surface of the blood rainbow, forming a big tree with deep roots and lush leaves. That is an inevitable phenomenon in practicing the Art of Life, Death, Withering and Prosperity. Tang Cheng could not help but let out a sigh, and a paragraph of text immediately appeared in the sea of ??memory. After thinking about it for a while, Tang Cheng smiled and said: "It turns out to be the secret of life and death, withering glory, which is really an advantage for this girl!" With a flick of his hand, the drop of blood flashed away like lightning and pierced the little girl Zhou You's eyebrows. . The girl fell down in response, and a ray of blood enveloped her like a net, looking very terrifying. The big white horse, Guan Shu, yelled and quickly climbed on top of the girl, trying to pull away the blood web, but with his Yuan Dan stage strength, it had no effect at all. After finding something for the boy to do to ensure that he would not be disturbed for a short period of time, Tang Cheng just opened the storage ring of Dingguang Buddha, and it fell to the ground, piled up like a hill.