The golden dragon's breath poured out like broken jade.

Its dragon's breath was an ice blue, with a swirling electric light constantly shining, and in an instant, it had converged into a blue sea of electricity, and its power was comparable to the lightning disc that erupted from the demon tree more than ten days ago.

Airplanes!

However, the white beam in the air was too fast.

At the moment when the remnant soul of the old nun was dispersed, it had already changed its form and reached the top of the golden dragon's head.

So the golden dragon's time stood still.

It was frozen in the air, like a specimen of a dragon displayed in the light.

The sea of blue electricity it spouted suddenly volatilized into a layer of steaming white mist under the illumination of white light.

Its huge dragon body was also illuminated by the white light, and it swelled with steam, and then shrank rapidly.

However, the great monk's primordial spirit was not affected at all, and it swooped into the forehead of the nun covered in blood.

Then the nun stood up stunned.

Her pupils suddenly emitted a strange light, and her pale face was distorted.

"Hahaha......" She let out a rough man's laugh, looked at the roots of the tree in the distance, and slowly pulled out a large silver-white bow from behind her.

The length of this big bow is amazing, standing on the ground at a height of more than a zhang, and the bow handle is inlaid with two silver-white wolf heads, with a grinning appearance of biting each other, which looks lifelike.

At the same time, the great bow was made of unknown materials, and the moment it appeared, an astonishing force overflowed from its body and crushed towards the main hall.

The nun jerked the bowstring open.

Airplanes!

As she pulled the bowstring, the white light shining on the golden dragon's phantom shifted sideways again, bathing her in white light.

A terrifying aura that made the soul shudder quickly poured out from the great bow.

Whoa!

It has been growing savagely, and at this time it has covered half of the main hall, and at this time it seems to sense extreme danger, and the taproot is so fast that it is extremely blocked towards the big hole in the dome, wanting to completely cut off the source of this white light.

However, it was too late, and in a burst of light, a white arrow feather suddenly condensed from the nun's palm, and shot out towards the taproot in the air.

Airplanes!

The white arrow feather caused a strange resonance in the air, as if freezing time and space, and in an instant it had been nailed to the root of the tree, and it pierced through it.

"Squeak......

The demon tree suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the roots of the tree, which had risen to the thickness of a bucket, were broken alive in an arrow.

However, this is just the beginning.

The nun's arrow-like feathers turned into a silver stream of water in the air, shooting at the roots of the trees in the air.

"Twelve rounds in a row?"

The pupils of Han Tianyun, who was wrapped in the fibrous roots, shrank rapidly, and he felt extremely strange in his heart.

This nun's technique is the same as the previous technique of Xiaohua's shooting.

It's just that the power of the arrow feather she shoots is not known how many times stronger than Xiaohua.

The crescent moon on Han Tianyun's chest had a strong reaction at this moment.

It snapped back the half-cut root that had been shot off, and with the cold clouds that had fallen to the ground, it quickly slid towards the back of the fibrous roots that had grown earlier.

At this moment, this crescent moon seems to be alive, and the reaction is comparable to those top masters.

However, the nun's arrow feathers seemed to have eyes, and after four or five arrows broke four or five thick tree roots in the air, one arrow still tracked towards the direction of the cold sky cloud as if it had eyes.

With the momentum of Xuan He, this arrow pierced countless whiskers in an instant, and appeared in the pupils of Han Tianyun.

Before he had time to fear, the crescent moon on his chest had once again drilled out the roots of the thick bowl mouth, and it was extremely swift and rushed towards the white light feather arrow.

Laugh at!

Rub Rub ......

The blazing fire suddenly rose from between the feather arrows and the roots of the trees, with the fragrance of sawdust, pushing the cold clouds on the ground, rubbing the smooth stone ground, and quickly crashing towards the stone wall on the side of the main hall.

Han Tianyun was completely unable to control his body.

He could only hope that the crescent moon on his chest would finally block this terrible arrow.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Han Tianyun was like a sandbag slapped on the wall, directly embedded in the hard stone wall.

"Wow...... Wow!"

The blood that spurted out of Han Tianyun's mouth instantly wet the animal skin coat on his chest, and then it was quickly ignited and turned into ashes.

And his body, in this arrow, seems to be ...... again and again Shattered.

Since coming to this world, his body has been on the verge of being completely shattered...... Crazy temptation!

So far, he can't remember the first time he's been in this state of shattering.

However, the most recent one was only a few hours ago, on the second floor of this Locked Spirit Tower.

This feeling of the body being constantly torn apart...... It's really sour!

And that's it, the roots of the tree that continue to swell out of the crescent moon have blocked almost all of his attacks.

To put it bluntly, what he endured was nothing more than the residual momentum and inertia left after the arrow collided with the tree root.

If that arrow had been shot directly, he would not have dared to think of such an outcome.

I'm afraid it will be directly shocked into a puddle of pus and blood!

Han Tianyun desperately swallowed back the blood that kept gushing out of his throat.

He knew that the blood that was almost spit out was his only weapon to save his life.

As long as the fire poison in his body is not extinguished, his body always has incredible resilience.

......

It's a long time to say, but it's really just a moment of time.

At this time, the nun who was taken away by the great monk Yuan Shen had just shot the tenth arrow.

The inch golden snake on Xiaohua's wrist just erupted into a sharp hiss, and quickly retracted the huge golden dragon phantom in the air.

And the huge tree roots that had taken root in the dome and were growing savagely just enough to completely obscure the broken dome through which the white light penetrated.

The many remnants of the souls who were scattered by the white light had just set their eyes on the nuns on the altar.

"Master......"

The woman in red, who had been bitten in half by the white mist and whose remnant soul was obviously the weakest, couldn't help but exclaim the moment she saw the nun.

"Huh?"

The face of the nun who was taken away by the great monk suddenly distorted, and the eyes that were originally specialized in injecting arrows couldn't help but look sideways at the woman in red in the air, and let out a feminine sigh from her mouth.

Laugh at!

Because of this momentary distraction, her hand shook, and the eleventh arrow shot from the silver bow did not hit the rapidly growing tree roots on the dome, but shattered a dome, causing the entire hall to fall into a terrifying shaking and humming again.

"Bah!" the nun burst out with a rough shout, her face was hideous, her eyes were cold again, and the silver bow in her hand was pulled away again.

"Master, it's me, Bingbing!"

Seeing this, the woman in red couldn't help but scream anxiously.

"Huh?" the nun's face twisted repeatedly, and her frowning brows wriggled wildly, like a worm gnawing and rolling in it.

Her consciousness was awake for a moment, and her eyes when she looked at the woman in red also appeared with a moment of tenderness......

But in the blink of an eye, her eyes turned red again, and a loud shout broke out from her mouth, and she suddenly turned the silver bow and shot towards the woman in red.

"Be careful!"

Many remnant souls in the air screamed in unison, and they fled in all directions, but how dare they face the last arrow of the twelve beads.

The woman in red obviously didn't expect that this terrifying last arrow would be shot at herself, and she was shot right without warning.

I only heard a scream, and the woman in red was shaken into a white mist, and her figure dissipated.

And this terrifying arrow continued unabated, and once again shot a dome, shaking the entire hall three times.

When!

With a crisp sound, a sharp dagger fell from the air where the woman in red had disappeared.