The waters of the Lao Ye Temple, under the river. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The battle between Tong Eleven and Nan Zhen also came to the last moment.

Unlike the battle between Wu Hao and Nan Crocodile, the battle between Tong Eleven and the two was in a stalemate.

Although Tong Shiyi is much weaker than Nan Zhen in terms of cultivation, relying on the power of the land god's incense and control of the surroundings, coupled with the control of the waters of the Lao Ye Temple, he can achieve a stalemate with Nan Zhen, and even have a slight upper hand.

Nan Zhen was unexpectedly at the beginning of the battle, defenseless, and in the water, the power of divine consciousness and the mobilization of the surrounding forces were at a disadvantage, so the advantage in cultivation was infinitely weakened.

"Who the hell are you?" Nan Zhen took a few steps back, dodged Kai Eleven's attack, and sent out his words through his divine sense.

Tong Shiyi's face was cold, and he didn't respond, but quickly pinched the trick, and was rapidly mobilizing the power of the river in the waters of the entire Lao Ye Temple.

The sand and gravel at the bottom of the water were also mobilized by the divine power of his land, turning into giant turtles and rushing towards Nanzhen.

Boom Boom!

Nanzhen retreated again.

As he had previously thought, after such a struggle, his disadvantages were rapidly expanding.

The other party seems to have inexhaustible power, or rather, the world here seems to be all the other's!

His face became more and more pale, and Nan Zhen's complexion gradually became ugly.

At this time, Tong Eleven's trick seal slammed down.

Buzz –

The power of the incense in the Land Temple quickly flew out, and through the traction in the underworld, it merged into Tong Eleven's body.

Similarly, countless white lights appeared in the river water, and all of them poured into Tong Eleven's body.

In an instant, the left half of Tong Eleven's body emitted a dazzling earth-colored light, giving people a huge sense of oppression, and the right half of his body emitted a dazzling white light, mysterious and ancient.

The river boiled in an instant, and the heavens and the earth boiled in an instant.

Seeing this, Nan Zhen immediately retreated, desperately pinching the magic technique and preparing to resist.

On Tong Eleven's body, the golden light and the white light finally fused completely.

Then, two phantoms slowly appeared behind Tong Eleven.

The first is the illusory figure of Tong Eleven sitting cross-legged, and the position where he sits cross-legged is the figure of a giant turtle.

Tong Shiyi slowly looked up at Nan Zhen who was retreating in the distance, and similarly, his own phantom behind him also slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with golden light to look at Nan Zhen.

The giant turtle figure also raised its head slowly with a low roar, white light flashing in its eyes, looking at Nan Zhen who was retreating.

"That's ...... Statue of the Immortals! You are an immortal!! Minami was shocked.

He had seen the image of an immortal more than half a year ago, and that kind of aura would never be wrong!

At this time, Nan Zhen was already flustered, and he didn't notice that the phantom aura conjured up by Tong Eleven was not so strong at all.

Nan Zhen never expected to meet an immortal under the water of the Lao Ye Temple, and it was an immortal with a landline!

Tong Shiyi snorted coldly, and raised his hand to drop his finger towards Nan Zhen in the middle of the pinch.

Airplanes!!

The river around Nanzhen instantly condensed, and in an instant, it seemed to become an extremely hard wall, which was also constantly pressing in the direction of Nanzhen.

Similarly, the phantom behind Tong Eleven also raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Nan Zhen, and then the phantom of the righteous path all turned into an earth-colored light and rushed towards Nan Zhen in the distance.

The giant turtle also roared and flew out, painted as a white light, and rushed towards Nanzhen.

Although Nan Zhen is the patriarch of the Nanshan tribe and is mentally prepared to face some unexpected situations, he saw the statue of the immortal for the second time, and it was he who fought with the statue of the immortal, and in an instant, Nan Zhen had no fighting spirit!

Without hesitation, he pinched the trick and slapped it in front of him.

Immediately used all his strength to shoot several golden rays of light forward, and carried the waves of water to meet Tong Eleven's attack. Then, without hesitation, he rushed out of the water, pinched the jade jue in his hand, and his figure disappeared under the echo of the spatial ripples.

Seeing Nan Zhen flee, Tong Shiyi's face relaxed, and he hurriedly mobilized his attack to meet Nan Zhen's all-out counterattack just now.

Snort!!

The attacks on both sides immediately stalemate.

Eventually, the platinum light of Tong Eleven became more and more illusory, and finally dissipated with a pop.

One of the several golden rays that Nan Zhen finally threw out rushed through Tong Eleven's defense, and then passed through Tong Eleven's right shoulder like lightning, leaving a blood mark.

Tong Shiyi's face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a poof, and his face was as pale as paper.

He looked at the loose seal next to him in a somewhat confused state, bit the tip of his tongue, and the two kinds of platinum energy that merged into his body sprayed onto the seal.

Airplanes!

The seal finally stabilized a little under the vibration.

"You must find Senior Wu quickly, otherwise the seal will not be able to be kept!" Tong Shiyi muttered, and after sinking to the bottom of the river, he gently stomped on the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river, and his figure disappeared.

Appearing in the thatched house behind the Land Temple, Tong Shiwan spit out a mouthful of blood again, he quickly ran to the enchantment behind the thatched house, found a few healing spirit grass and spirit flowers, directly grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, and stomped on the ground again and disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already at the airport in Changshi.

He hurriedly bought a ticket and rushed to the big city in the north closest to the Taibai Mountains.

Tong Eleven knew very well that the golden figure was indeed scared away by him, but he didn't dare to guarantee that he would not come back. He was no longer capable of fighting like he had done before.

……

Minamiyamabu.

Nan Zhen's figure flickered, his face was still palpitating, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He staggered and stuffed a few healing pills into his mouth, and appeared in the immortal pavilion where the clan elder was.

"Clan elder, I ......" Nan Zhen was stunned as soon as he spoke.

Next to the Immortal Pavilion, the clan elder was unleashing his cultivation power to help a person recover from his injuries, and that person was none other than the Southern Crocodile.

"Why is the crocodile injured?" Nan Zhen frowned.

The old clan's eyelids trembled, and he looked up at Nan Zhen, and his divine sense radiated and quickly probed Nan Zhen's injuries.

"Say, what's going on?" The patriarch spoke slowly.

Nan Zhen reported to him earlier that he was going to the gray world to find Gray Chong, and then went to the ruins.

As a result, Nan Zhen was seriously injured and didn't see Nan Zhen arrive, and now Nan Zhen is even more injured, looking panicked, and naturally something unexpected happened.

"Clan Elder, the exit of the gray world has been sealed, and it is guarded by immortals! I...... Almost couldn't come back! Nan Zhen arched his hand and said with an ugly face.

"What?" The patriarch's face changed, "You said that an immortal appeared at the exit of the gray world?" ”

"Yes." Nan Zhen gave up his hand again, and there was still a palpitation on his face.

The clan elder frowned, looked at the void of the Immortal Pavilion behind him, and then turned around, "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure, that immortal unfolded the image of the immortal and almost killed me, I crushed the teleportation jade before I escaped back in a thrilling way!" Nan Zhen's voice trembled a little, thinking of the thrill just now, his mind was still buzzing.

The clan elder was silent for a moment, "You go back to heal first." ”

When Nan Zhen left with his hand, the clan elder turned to the void of the Immortal Pavilion behind him, "Immortal Venerable, how can there be an immortal?" (To be continued.) )