Except for Jiang Fanxiao, all the monks who entered the ancient city died. Most of them were hit by the light shot from the golden longbow, and the last three were killed by Jiang Fanxiao. At this moment, Jiang Fanxiao is the only person left in this big ancient city.

"The Strongest Artifact, Blasting Bow ......"

Jiang Fanxiao said softly.

The world bag is sparkling. He stretched out his right hand and took out the golden bow from it.

"Buzz!"

With a long bow, it suddenly trembled violently, and the glory was magnificent, and it was controlled from Jiang Fanxiao's hands.

This made Jiang Fanxiao a little nervous. It seemed that this longbow was about to be born. With a somewhat weak sense of self, he resists his control and wants to leave.

"Is this the so-called strongest artifact?"

He was a little surprised.

The resistance of the golden longbow is very strong, and its aura is extremely sharp, far exceeding that of the artifact stone axe.

"Give me a quiet ......"

He shook his longbow hand slightly, surging with the power of the magic symbol, and immediately stopped the shaking of the magic bow. However, even so, it still carries an extremely terrifying air conditioner, like a living ferocious beast.

"Here, only one bow is buried?"

Jiang Fanxiao looked forward.

He walked over to the ruined altar.

The hazy altar had been torn apart, and shards were scattered everywhere. Jiang Fanxiao stepped forward and immediately felt the rich Yin Qi filling from under the cracked altar.

"Here ......"

He was a little skeptical.

The altar has been destroyed and torn apart, but at the bottom is a series of enigmatic pictures, very complex. The gaps between these runes spread out one by one, as if there was a underworld below.

Jiang Fanxiao frowned, he stepped back a few dozen feet away, and then swung a piercing sword towards the bottom.

"Pit!"

The sound of the sword shattered the ground beneath the altar.

After only a while, a strong Yin Qi rushed up, with a strong smell of rot on his body. Jiang Fanxiao felt the powerful air conditioner, and his golden bow trembled again, dozens of times more violent than before.

"Whoa, whoa!"

At the same time, the sound of chains shook from below, and it was piercing.

He broke the pattern under the altar, revealing a dark hole. Jiang Fanxiao stood dozens of feet away and said that God's eyes were open, and he saw a pair of eyes with endless bloodshots, like ghosts in hell.

"Who is it?"

Suddenly, the black hole let out a roar, very faint and piercing.

The trembling sound of the chains rang out again. Under the dark cave, those bloodshot eyes suddenly stared at Jiang Fanxiao, and then moved their gaze to the golden longbow in his hand.

"Who!"

In an instant, below the pupils, the bloodshot became more dense.

"Boom!"

The mighty Yin Qi roared angrily, mixed with hatred and murderous intent.

Of course, this kind of Yin Qi is not the Yin Qi emitted by the corpse, but the deep cave has been closed for too long, and the air has become extremely humid, so it gives birth to this extremely dark aura.

"Who!"

"Who is it?"

"Who!"

A faint roar came from below, and the sound of chains vibrating.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the longbow in Jiang Fanxiao's hand trembled even more violently.

"Who?"

He was slightly startled, his eyes wide open, and he saw deeper.

Soon, his face was shocked.

There is a cave underneath the altar, which is a solid stone wall that is extremely difficult to find. There are ninety-nine chains on the rock wall, each as thick as a baby's arm. A great man is tied to a rock wall. The sharp sword in front of the chain pierced the man's limbs, and even a chest X-ray was pierced.

Many of the places where the flesh was mixed with chains had rotted, and maggots could even be seen crawling.

It's horrible!

"Who!"

"Who is it?"

"Who!"

A hissing roar sounded again from below, with a strong smell of decay.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The thud of the chains was loud and piercing.

"Ahh

Those bloodshot eyes looked at Jiang Fanxiao with hatred, full of anger.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Fanxiao's right arm trembled, and the divine light spread.

The golden longbow in his hand shook wildly, like a strong man struggling. Some of the resistance is staggering. Jiang Fanxiao's body was already terrifying enough, but at this moment, he made full use of nearly 100% of his strength to control the golden longbow in his hand and didn't let it out.

"Wow!"

The bows of the gods trembled, glittering with grief.

When such a voice came out, the man who was chained to the bottom paused slightly.

But soon, he began to roar again.

"Kill!"

The trembling sound of the chains kept ringing. His bloodshot eyes stared at Jiang Fanxiao, full of anger and murderous intent. Apparently, the man is crazy.

The man hissed, and the golden bow shook even harder, and it kept screaming.

"This ......"

Jiang Fanxiao was a little stunned.

Magic has a spirit, but now it's like a child.

He felt a sense of sadness.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The sound of chains clashing was heard, and the longbow trembled.

In the black hole beneath the altar, the man's blood and eyes were red, and he let out a faint roar. His breathing was faint, like a small flame in a gale, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Buzz!"

The golden longbow trembled, and the wailing intensified.

This made Jiang Fanxiao tremble slightly. He had never heard anything like it before. A magic weapon, it does not have the soul of a soldier, but at this moment, it is like a child, crying and mourning for the people in the black hole.

The trills of chains, the hissing roar of men, the wails of the sacred bow...

There are three voices that surround this ancient city.

Jiang Fanxiao stood quietly for a while. After half a ring, he finally came out and appeared in front of the black cave. His whole body was shrouded in a golden divine light. He descended from the black hole under the altar and appeared below.

"Kill!"

Below, the man's roar became even more piercing, and his pupils turned red.

Jiang Fanxiao was a little surprised. If you look closely, the person in front of him is even more miserable, like a tortured death row prisoner.

This should be a strong and powerful man, but at this time, he looks very embarrassed, with long hair loose and white lines. His face was extremely haggard. Although he was not dead, he could not see the flesh on his face. On the contrary, he has a strong Yin Qi.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The man roared, his voice weak and piercing.

He has no God in his eyes, no light in his eyes, but he is very fierce.

"Buzz!"

Speaking of this, the longbow in Jiang Fanxiao's hand trembled even more. There was a faint tendency to break out of his control, and he wanted to fly to the flustered man who was imprisoned in chains.

Jiang Fanxiao watched this scene quietly, and her brows furrowed deeply.

"Buzz!"

He was a few feet away from the panicked man, and his whole body was covered in gold. He drank the heavenly sound of Om in his heart.

This is one of the most esoteric techniques recorded in Buddhist scriptures, and it contains the primordial power of the earth that rivals the great incarnation of the world. At this moment, Jiang Fanxiao was shocked, and used this mysterious heavenly sound to awaken this person's primordial will.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The sky is thundering, and black holes fill the air here.

In the end, Jiang Fanxiao even drank the heavenly sound of the word "er", surging the primordial power of the earth and dispelling all the evil qi in this black hole. At this time, the embarrassed man in front of him stopped roaring, and his bloodshot eyes gradually became brighter.

"The return of the soul!"

Jiang Fanxiao urged the Buddha Dao Tianyin, with a solemn expression, and drank the panicked person in front of him.

"Buzz!"

Dense golden runes filled the air, filling the dark space and illuminating the surroundings. The blood in the man's eyes gradually receded, and his spirit became stronger and stronger, like a newborn.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Jiang Fanxiao.

"Who are you......"

The bright light in his eyes flickered, and his voice was low.

Then, his gaze fell on the golden bow in Jiang Fanxiao's right hand, and his gaze suddenly became a little sharp. His hair was scattered behind him, his face was haggard, and he looked at Jiang Fanxiao again.

Jiang Fanxiao frowned slightly.

He was a little surprised in his heart, although this person's aura has always been weak, but the potential is very strong, for example, in the heyday, it was definitely a strong person who appeared in Luo Tian's realm, at least above Luo Tian's seventh heaven.

"Who are you, and why are you stuck here?"

He asked in a deep voice.

Truth be told, he doesn't care about that person.

The other party was likely to be the overlord of Luo Tian's heyday domain, but now his aura was too weak. In this person's current state, even an ordinary Xuan Immortal could kill him on the spot.

"Stuck here? haha......"

When the man heard this, he burst out laughing.

His laughter was faint, but mixed with defiant shouts.

"Who can trap me Xiao Tianzhen?!"

He let out a loud boo.

Those students were vague, but full of absolute confidence. Jiang Fanxiao can understand this kind of look, that is to have an eye for the strong, above the Eight Desolations, looking down on the sky.

This made his brow furrow again.

"No one can trap you?"

He looked at the man, at the huge chains of gods that bound the man.

These are no ordinary chains, they are all engraved with mysterious runes, shrouded in a faint light. Judging only by the breath of the Divine Chain, each of them can be compared to a powerful ancestor.

The man snorted coldly, he could naturally understand Jiang Fanxiao's movements.

"Don't look at it. I'm Xiao Tianzhen's prisoner here. I am a prisoner of my own. ”

The man spoke.

His voice was a little weak, which made Jiang Fanxiao slightly surprised.

"Self-imposed?

He was confused.