"The spirit of the Red Fire Wyvern Bow has been heavily damaged, and it has been sleeping for more than three thousand years, don't you know about this?" The Divine Bow Sect Sect Master's tone was a little annoyed.

If the Red Fire Wyvern Bow is intact, how can you be allowed to shout here and dare to say a crooked word, and I will shoot you to death with one arrow! The Sect Master of the Divine Bow Sect secretly slandered himself there.

Although the Red Flame Flying Dragon Bow could only be used by certain bloodline cultivators, it was not without the idea of Scattered Immortals to fight this pseudo-immortal treasure.

Three thousand years ago, an Eighteen Tribulation Scattered Immortal came to the Divine Bow Gate to snatch the Red Fire Flying Dragon Bow.

At that time, although the high-level of the Divine Bow Gate killed him with the help of the Divine Bow, all the Mahayana monks in the gate were also killed, more than half of the casualties of the Crossing Monk were killed, and the spirit of the Red Fire Flying Dragon Bow was even more seriously damaged and fell into a deep sleep!

"What a terrifying aura, what kind of magic weapon is this giant bow?"

The pressure on Yang Qing from this giant bow was even greater than those Eighteen Tribulation Scattered Immortals, and he even had a feeling that as long as that giant bow shot an arrow, no matter how he dodged, he would be shot.

"No, we can't let them continue!"

Yang Qing stretched out four wide wings from his back, and with a slight fanflap, countless figures immediately appeared, passing through the layers of space, and flying towards Kukai and a few people.

"Yang Qing, you can't go over now!"

As the two Mahayana monks of the Lock God Gate spoke, two black chains stretched out from the void and circled around Yang Qing, directly locking that space and trapping Yang Qing inside.

"Open it for me!"

The Long Yuan Sword in Yang Qing's hand violently erupted into threads of spatial laws, condensing into a colorful sword qi, slashing towards those black chains around him.

"Ding-ding-"

The black chain was cut into countless pieces in an instant, and Yang Qing escaped from the encirclement of the chain with a dodge.

"Lock God Purgatory!"

Dozens of black chains stretched out, densely spreading all over the space around Yang Qing, and several chains were wrapped around Yang Qing.

The Long Yuan Sword in Yang Qing's hand swung again and again, severing those black chains around him. But those black chains kept growing and extending, and they were simply inexhaustible.

Yang Qing held his breath and concentrated, and the Longyuan Sword in his hand was slowly raised, and the tip of the sword revealed the colorful sword light, condensing into a black silk thread.

With a swing of the sword, a spatial crack appeared in front of Yang Qing's body, extending towards the outside.

Those black chains broke one after another, and were sucked into the spatial crack, and Yang Qing dodged. Out of the black chain surrounding, he turned around and slashed out with a sword, and a spatial crack slashed towards the two Mahayana monks of the Lock God Gate.

The two Mahayana monks who locked the Divine Gate, as soon as they saw this spatial crack, their faces changed abruptly, and they turned into a streamer of light and fled into the distance.

The speed of the spatial crack was extremely fast, and it instantly chased behind the two Mahayana monks, easily cutting off the bodies of the two of them. Even their bodies were sucked into the spatial rift.

Yang Qing waved his hand and took off the storage ring on their fingers before they were swallowed by the spatial rift.

"Huh? The aura emanating from that giant bow is getting stronger and stronger, and they can't be allowed to continue urging! ”

Yang Qing turned his head to look. The bowstring of the giant bow in between, half opened, and streams of crimson energy flowed across the giant bow, emitting bursts of majestic dragon groans.

The escape technique was launched, and Yang Qing disappeared directly in place. Appeared next to the giant bow, and a sword slashed towards the empty sea.

"Bang!"

The giant bow suddenly emitted a powerful momentum, knocking Yang Qing far away.

Yang Qing comprehended the law of the soul. He knew a lot about the application of momentum, so the momentum from the giant bow didn't hurt him, but he couldn't get close to the giant bow.

"Since you can't get closer, I'll see if you can withstand my attack?"

The Dragon Yuan Sword in Yang Qing's hand swung continuously, instantly slashing out five spatial cracks, and attacked towards the Red Fire Flying Dragon Bow.

The attack of the law of space consumed a lot of true yuan, even with Yang Qing's strong true yuan, it was also consumed by one-tenth of this time.

The Crimson Wyvern Bow trembled violently, and the crimson energy on the surface suddenly thickened, blocking the five spatial cracks from the outside.

The spatial cracks continued to devour the crimson energy, causing the light on the surface of the Crimson Wyvern Bow to flicker for a while, and the few people in Kukai even felt a terrifying suction coming from the Crimson Wyvern Bow, causing the true element in their bodies to drain wildly.

"We can't let Yang Qing continue to attack, otherwise we will be sucked dry by the Red Fire Wyvern Bow."

Seeing Yang Qing create a few spatial cracks flying again, Yi Mingdao's face changed, and he said urgently.

"Attack!" Kukai's face sank and he made a decision.

The Sect Master of the Divine Bow Sect immediately activated the attack formation on the Red Fire Wyvern Bow, and the crimson energy quickly gathered on the bowstring, forming a red arrow, and a true dragon with teeth and claws coiled around the shaft.

The moment the red arrow was formed, Yang Qing felt his eyebrows beat wildly, and a feeling of extreme danger came to his heart, he couldn't care about attacking Kukai and the others anymore, his body flashed, and he disappeared in place.

By the time he reappeared, he was already 2.8 billion kilometers away, and even the speed of light would take two and a half hours.

"It should be okay to run so far, let's recall Shang Huai and them first!"

The Book of Contract instantly appeared next to Yang Qing, and his right hand pressed on it, and the six people of Shang Huai in the distance immediately turned into six white lights and flew towards here.

At this moment, the void above Yang Qing's head suddenly burst into red light, a red arrow appeared out of thin air, and the true dragon coiled above let out a long groan, exuding a terrifying power and locking on Yang Qing.

The attack range of the first Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals had reached a range of several light years, and Yang Qing had only run a distance of twenty-eight billion kilometers, how could he escape the attack of the pseudo-immortal treasure of the Red Fire Flying Dragon Bow.

Seeing this red arrow, Yang Qing didn't have time to think about it, the escape technique was activated instantly, and his body disappeared in place again, teleporting to 2.8 billion kilometers away.

However, before he could catch his breath, the red arrow condensed again out of thin air, and was closer to him.

"This arrow is the law condensation, as long as it does not exceed the attack range of that giant bow, no matter where I teleport, the law of that place will automatically condense into this arrow, there is no way to dodge it, I can only fight head-on!"

Yang Qing slashed out with a sword. A spatial crack headed towards the red arrow.

"Poof—"

With a slight sound, the spatial rift cut a gap in the red arrow, and at the same time, the spatial rift also disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that this move was ineffective, Yang Qing once again slashed out a colored sword light, which was a ray of heaven and earth.

In that colored sword light, it became a space of its own, and the red arrows were easily incorporated into it, and the colored air currents that were constantly surging and colliding in that space did not wipe out the red arrows. Just drained it of some power.

"The turbid dragon takes off!"

"Tempest!"

"Scatter beans into soldiers!"

A turbid dragon soared into the air, roaring and charging at the red arrow; The dark clouds in the sky condensed, accompanied by violent storms and rains, and thick thunder and lightning slashed down; Countless golden-armored monks appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the red arrows.

However, none of these attacks have any effect on the Red Arrows.

The body of the turbid dragon was pierced by the red arrow, and the crimson energy burst out, directly shattering it, and the thunder and lightning slashed on the red arrow. It doesn't work at all.

Those golden-armored monks were even more unbearable, as long as they were touched by the energy around the red arrow, their bodies would explode and turn into a shattered rune bean.

Face this incredibly powerful red arrow. Yang Qing was really a little skilled.

……

At the mountain gate of the Shengong Gate, Kukai and several people were standing there, slightly panting and their faces a little pale.

Just now, the Red Fire Wyvern Bow extracted a huge amount of their true yuan. The meridians in their bodies are still aching faintly, and the feeling of being hollowed out in an instant is definitely not a good feeling.

"Fortunately, I didn't maximize the power of the Red Fire Wyvern Bow just now. Otherwise, a few of us are afraid that we will be sucked dry in an instant. "Yi Mingdao people are still palpitating at this time.

"Originally, I was still wondering, back then, the Divine Bow Gate had already killed that Eighteen Tribulations Scattered Immortal, why those Mahayana monks still died cleanly, but now I know it, it is estimated that they were all sucked to death by this Red Fire Flying Dragon Bow!"

Mrs. Hongmei's somewhat pale face was full of fear.

"I don't know if the attack of the Red Fire Flying Dragon Bow can kill Yang Qing?" Monk Kukai looked into the distance, his words full of worry.

"I said Monk Kukai, are you worried too much? This attack almost sucked the nine of us dry, and we will definitely be able to kill Yang Qing, so don't worry! If this level of attack can't kill Yang Qing, then I'll resign myself to my fate! ”

Yi Mingdao waved his hand, his face full of indifference.

"Hopefully!"

Monk Kukai sighed softly, he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

……

Looking at the red arrow that was getting closer and closer, Yang Qing's mind flew, what should he use to resist this red arrow?

"Zijin True Body! I can only rely on the true body of Zijin to make a last fight. ”

As soon as Yang Qing's mind moved, the purple gold true body in the sea of consciousness flew out of his eyebrows in one step, turning into a three-thousand-zhang tall purple-gold body.

"Crush me!"

The purple gold real body blasted out, and countless purple-golden rays of light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and under the illumination of the purple-gold light, a huge oppressive force appeared, condensing all the surrounding space, and the red arrows also stopped in the air.

The huge purple-gold fist slammed into the red arrow, and from the place of impact, the red arrow shattered inch by inch, turning into countless spiritual energy and laws escaping.

Yang Qing just sent out a red arrow that could not be destroyed by many attacks, and was shattered by a punch from the Zijin True Body.

"What the hell is my ancestral spirit? How strong is this automatically formed Purple Gold True Body? ”

As the owner of the Purple Gold True Body, Yang Qing didn't have any bottom in his heart, this Purple Gold True Body was completely formed automatically because of the ancestral spirit, and he didn't know the true strength of the Purple Gold True Body.

(Someone in the door tomorrow is getting married.,The keyboard is going to follow to send off the family.,The update at noon is estimated to be in the evening.,I'll see if I can get it out.,If you drive it out.,Set it to be automatically uploaded at noon.,But don't get your hopes up.。 (To be continued......)