The snow was falling, and the sky and the earth were vast.

The branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree trembled, as if it was very painful.

Ao Fenggu had a heart-to-heart with it, and naturally understood its feelings, handed the branch to Ling Bo Ying, looked at the ancient Bodhi tree, and comforted, "You have lush branches and leaves, and this branch is like a hair to you, why do you make such a miserable appearance?"

The leaves of the ancient Bodhi trees rattled.

Ao Fenggu listened to the sound and knew that it was not pain, but fear, so he was nervous and uneasy.

He looked at the senior sister who used an axe to sharpen a tree to make a bow, and reminded, "Lord Phoenix is almost here. ”

Ling Bo Sakura was slightly stunned and continued to cut the branches, "How long is it?"

Ao Fenggu looked at Bodhi Gumu.

The branches of the ancient Bodhi tree swayed.

Ao Fenggu was slightly annoyed: "I don't know this?"

The branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree are hanging low, and it is very aggrieved.

Ling Bo Sakura said: "When it's time to come, it will naturally come." ”

She attached the axe to the branch, and deftly turned and cut it, and soon the rudiments of the bow appeared, and she kneaded and weaved the peeled bark into a bowstring, which was tied to the two ends of the longbow.

Watching her do these jobs, it was like peeling the skin and pulling the bones, and the branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi wood trembled slightly.

Ling Bo Sakura put the axe in Ao Fenggu's hand and said, "It's just an arrow." ”

Ao Fenggu took the axe and looked at Bodhi Gumu, "Good, don't be afraid." ”

The snow is getting heavier in the first field this winter.

Ao Fenggu tied the quiver on his back, held the Bodhi bow in his hand, stood on the top of the Bodhi ancient tree, and looked at this world.

Without the lush branches and foliage of the ancient Bodhi trees, large snowflakes fell on him, and soon he was covered with a layer of snow.

"Does this bow really work?" asked Ao Fenggu.

As we all know, the martial tree is conceived by a martial artist, and it is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth accumulated in the body, not an entity, so for countless years, no one has ever made it into a weapon.

Ao Fenggu used the Bodhi Ancient Tree as a martial tree and put it outside his body, which was a precedent in the cultivation world, and now he has made a bow and arrow with a martial tree, this kind of thing is said, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Ling Bo Ying said: "The Bodhi Ancient Tree is your martial tree, and you should know better than me whether the bow and arrow made from it is useless. ”

Ao Fenggu was a little helpless, "How do I know? Using a martial tree as a weapon, unheard of, when shooting arrows, do you have any tricks? Do you want to recite any tricks? Do you need to say a few words to Bodhi Gumu? Otherwise, it probably won't know where I want to shoot." ”

"You've had enough of your words. ”

Ao Fenggu rubbed his hands and found that in the heavy snow, his palms were already sweating, "I'm a little nervous." ”

"I didn't let you shoot the Phoenix Lord, what are you nervous about?" asked Ling Bo Sakura.

"The Ghost Ancestor is also very strong," Ao Fenggu looked to the north, "and he is thousands of miles away, I can't see him, and besides, can this arrow shoot that far?"

"How do I know?" said Ling Bo Sakura.

The muscles at the corners of Ao Fenggu's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, Senior Sister, you are too irresponsible, the bow was made by you, and the arrow was made by you, but now you don't know it, it's really unreliable.

Ling Bo Ying thought for a moment and said, "The Ghost Ancestor is too far away from here to be seen with your eyes. ”

"How can you aim if you can't see it?" Ao Fenggu was a little annoyed.

"Ask Bodhi Gumu. Ling Bo Sakura said.

Ao Fenggu looked at the ancient Bodhi tree under his feet.

Countless thin crystalline threads, sprouting from the leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree, rushed into the sky, and shot in all directions.

Ao Fenggu rubbed his eyes, and those crystal thin lines dissipated without a trace, only the sky was full of wind and snow.

"With mental power. Ling Bo Sakura's voice rang out.

Ao Fenggu hurriedly closed his eyes.

The flying wind and snow disappeared, the green mountains disappeared, the sky disappeared, the background of the entire spiritual world turned black, and the ancient Bodhi tree under his feet was composed of countless thin meridians, like a giant umbrella, and countless thin lines were projected on the leaves, emitting a faint light, spreading in all directions, enveloping the entire Kyushu world in the middle.

Looking closely, there are many points of light in the background of the black world, like the stars in the dark night, and the points of light next to him are very bright, even bright and a little dazzling, he knows that it is the senior sister Ling Bo Sakura.

Under the Bodhi tree, among the martial arts academy, the light spots are very dense, the slightly brighter ones are the advanced cultivators, and the next ones are the students of the martial arts academy.

At the foot of Emperor Wu Mountain, further away, on the vast land, the points of light are scattered, and there are many points of light gathering in the southeast direction, which is the city of the Blue Bird King.

Every warrior is a point of light.

In the spiritual world, Ao Fenggu looked to the north, there was a dazzling spot of light, although it was not as bright as Ling Bo Sakura, but Ao Fenggu knew that it was because he was too far away.

It was like a torch in the night, and as soon as he saw it, Ao Fenggu's eyes could no longer leave.

The spot was slowly moving south.

"Is that the Ghost Ancestor?" Ao Fenggu felt a slight difference in his heart.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the ghost ancestor who was walking with his head down suddenly raised his head, and the zombie face that had not changed for ten thousand years moved, and his eyebrows gradually squeezed together, for frowning.

At the same time, Ling Bo Sakura's voice suddenly sounded in Ao Fenggu's ears, "Open the bow!"

Ao Fenggu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously put the arrow on the bowstring, and pulled the Bodhi bow.

Bodhi Gumu trembled slightly.

The majestic aura of heaven and earth poured into Ao Fenggu's body like a great river tide.

The Bodhi bow is bent like a full moon.

Ao Fenggu's black hair was flying, and his clothes were hunting.

Ao Fenggu took the arrow and bent the bow and loosened the string, and it was done in one go.

There was a loud "buzz".

In the spiritual world, a light appeared, flashing north.

Ao Fenggu opened his eyes, and a hole appeared in front of him, and in the hollow, the snowflakes melted, turned into water vapor, evaporated, and dissipated invisible, and there were no snowflakes in the hole, no wind, not even air.

That is the trace left by Bodhi's arrow, the real void.

The next moment, countless winds and snows around them poured into the void crazily, and they collided and squeezed, forming a white mist, forming a huge white tornado in the sky, starting from Wudi Mountain and heading north, spanning half of the sky.

People looked at this vision of heaven and earth and exclaimed.

Ao Fenggu's hands trembled slightly, "This, this is also ......"

One stone's throw north.

Tens of thousands of miles away, an arrow from the south.

The Ghost Ancestor was suddenly startled, and countless black corpse qi surged in front of him, forming a thick corpse qi barrier, countless vicious grimaces appeared in the barrier, and countless ghost hands stretched out and grabbed the wooden arrow that came from tens of thousands of miles away from the south.

However, before the terrifying ghost hands could touch the arrows, they were strangled and shattered, and the wooden arrows passed through the corpse qi barrier without hindrance.

The Ghost Ancestor tilted his head in horror.

The wooden arrow flew past his face, leaving a black hole in the ground, and after a long time, there was a violent tremor in the ground, like an earthquake.

The Ghost Ancestor's body continued to shake with the ground.

On his face, the skin was torn apart, the muscles rolled over, revealing white bones, and countless black stinky corpse fluids flowed out.

For countless years, the Ghost Ancestor was only injured once when he fought against the Great Emperor.

He hadn't been injured for a long time, and the wound on his face made him very angry, and countless black corpse qi surged, spreading to the entire land in all directions, like a terrifying wave set off by the black ocean.

But soon, those black corpse qi stagnated, and then slowly retracted.

Because he could feel that breath, lock him in again.

(End of chapter)