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The first shadowless arrow pierced the man's eyebrows, and the second shadowless arrow pushed the previous one out of the man's head with the force of the second arrow, taking its place from its previous position.

Life and death are only in a moment, and the monk has made a move, and there really can't be the slightest omission.

Thinking that he could get carried away if he temporarily controlled the giant ladybug, the senior brother who blew himself up was right, in this world, laughing early does not mean that he will laugh last.

The back shell of the giant ladybug began to seep blood out again, this time the ink-dyed clothes were experienced, and they knew what was about to happen, and the six-winged demon snake flew out, turning into a blue light, rolling the storage bag around the monk's waist, turning it into a ring again, and the snake's head bit the snake's tail and wrapped around the neck of the ink-dyed clothes.

The Troll Titan ran over, and the ink-dyed cloak leaped onto its shoulder.

Xuan Jiu opened the door of the eighth-story cave at this time, and although the bottom was very dark, he could still see a bit of weakness and unusual grayness.

"Let's go." Xuan Jiu gritted his teeth and spit out a word.

God knows how depressed he is, how swollen he feels like he is so burdensome?

Glancing at the ink-dyed clothes, the behemoth under her, ignoring all the alchemy puppets, strode to the side wall of the pit, using both hands and feet, flexibly climbing to the end, and the flat pit wall, always protruding a piece for it to borrow at the moment when the giant puppet was in his hand.

Xuan Jiu shook his head, jumped on the flying sword, the blade of the sword was erected, and rushed straight up.

When he was halfway there, the bottom of the crater suddenly began to violently shake, and the energy that repelled spiritual power became even more tyrannical and manic.

He glanced back, only to be stunned.

The giant ladybug, which was like a hill, was violently pulled away by something, and half of its small body was embedded in the pit wall, and its round and solid back shell was dented, leaving a deep trace.

A hiss sounded without warning, his mind instantly went blank, and at the moment when he almost fell, the purple spirit sword under his feet trembled violently, stabilizing his figure, and the demonic purple fire rose, enveloping him in it, paused, and slammed upward.

Out of the pit・Xuan Jiu came back to his senses, and he couldn't help but be curious, not to see what was going on at the bottom of the hole・He vaguely guessed that it should have been released by him from the eighth floor......

The ink-dyed clothes were shocked, and they were busy holding their breath and concentrating, locking the gods.

The Troll Titan's climbing speed was fast, jumping out of the pit at about the same time as Xuanjiu.

The eyes of the two people met for a moment, and they didn't have time to say more, so they ran all the way along the previous Yongdao.

A loud bang ・・・・・・ came from the crater, and the sound seemed to get louder and louder, closer and closer to them.

It's an instinct, a monk's sensitive intuition about danger.

There is only one thought in their minds at this time, which is to run, run!

No matter what it is in the back, it is dangerous and will endanger your life!

It's not as good as what they encountered before, there is still a fighting power, and the two of them are very clear-minded, and they can feel that the thing behind them is not something they can resist.

Ink-dyed ordered the Troll Titans to run behind them, always feeling safe and secure.

Finally ran to the previous room, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Towards the eye?" Ink-dyed clothes asked Xuanjiu.

They had two choices, one was to return the same way, and it turned out that this road was absolutely safe, and Sui An and Lin Shou had gone out safely from here.

The second was to walk through another passage behind the magic bookcase, and in front of them, there was a vague aura wafting over, as if it was calling softly, and there was a heart-pounding temptation.

It used to be the permanent residence of a certain senior.

Although it can be seen that most of them are for the main purpose of researching alchemy puppets, there is still no place for the monks to live, such as the living room, the pet room, or even the treasure room......

The other passage is probably where the old man lived.

To tell the truth, ink-dyed clothes are tempting, she thought, and there may not be many people who will be indifferent.

There was a louder noise in the hallway, and the whole room began to shake.

The two of them changed color at the same time, and they very tacitly abandoned the other choice that was very tempting but close to the danger, and turned around and went the same way.

As soon as the flowers in front of him, Xuan Jiu and the ink-dyed clothes were teleported out, and the eyes were light blue clear sky, and the mood should be as bright as the sky, but when he saw the sea water as black as ink, the surging roar hit the sky, and the large flying boat that stood still for an unknown amount of time immediately turned sharply, and frowned in unison.

"What's going on down there, what about my two apprentices?" The voice was as low as a bell, and the words struck on their hearts.

Kill the little one, and the old one will settle the score.

The ink-dyed clothes are full of cows, this situation is really painful! (Shame, is there it?) Do you understand the true meaning of egg pain? Yiyi: Well, I mean to say that my face hurts! House: ・・・・・・)

"Tell me, what the hell are they?!" Immediately, his voice rose to a fever pitch.

When he saw these two juniors who appeared out of nowhere, he had already anticipated the fate of his two disciples, and he just tentatively asked with a glimmer of hope.

And the worry that flashed on the faces of the two people, he saw it clearly, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he shouted, "You are looking for death!" ”

The majestic coercion fell from the sky.

The ink-dyed clothes spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into the deep sea.

Xuan Jiu was no better, he was strong and self-supporting, proud and unyielding, tall as a pine, and the flying sword with purple flames was clenched in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed straight at the sky.

Suddenly, a jet-black jet of water rushed up from the bottom of the sea and rushed straight towards the large flying boat in the sky.

With a "boom", the water splashed everywhere, and the bottom of the flying boat was subjected to a huge momentum, and the whole body trembled slightly.

"Bold!" The young and handsome monk was extremely annoyed in his heart, a hundred years, how many hundred years did he have to squander?

How much effort and energy has been spent on the two apprentices, and it has only been able to cultivate them to become talents, but today, both of them are folded here, is it retribution?

Senior brother, could it be that you are really haunted?

His face was extremely hideous, and he sneered again and again, not to mention senior brother, even if it was the master and his old man who climbed up from Jiuyou, I am not afraid!

The whole sea area was flooded with waves, the sea water was constantly lifted, and pieces of sea beast corpses floated up, and the energy that was opposed to the aura was like an unruly wild horse that had been suppressed for a long time, galloping out, fighting wildly with the aura in the air, and both sides did not give an inch, this is a war that cannot be seen, but you can really feel the slaughter and tragedy in it.

There is no cause for joy, there is no cause and effect, just because it is intolerable, just because it comes from two completely different places.

They are not destined to coexist, either you will perish or I will perish!

A huge palm condensed in the air, grabbing at them.

Concussive Arrows!

The ink-dyed garment was covered with bowstrings, and an arrow was shot with great effort.

The condensed palm was dispelled by the flying sword.

The man sighed, his handsome face flashed with surprise for a moment, and then he snorted coldly, staring at the two of them gloomily, as if he was looking at two dead people.

"I will comfort my heavenly soul with your blood and soul!" A cyan flying needle flew out of his eyebrows, trembling slightly, turning into tens of millions, needles like rain, sharp as man.

The flying sword in Xuan Jiu's hand was held high, and the blade of the sword ignited with Xu Ziyan, and the light was so bright that it was difficult to look at directly.

The fingertips slashed from the tip of the flying sword to the hilt, and the purple flame added a touch of red in the middle, and the flying sword left his hand and surged with purple light in the sky.

The flying needles in the sky were contaminated by the strange purple light, and suddenly turned invisible.

This sword used up the strength of Xuan Jiu's whole body.

This sword directly hit the only true body of thousands of flying needles.

This sword destroyed the withering and decaying, flattened the future, and the sky was clear and beautiful.

A sword to break ten thousand laws, when such a prestige!

The purple light rushed all the way to the flying boat, until it pierced a big hole in it before it stopped.

At the top of the flying boat, the flying sword that rushed into the sky scattered countless dots of purple light, and the whole body dimmed, and there was no light, just like an ordinary mortal sword.

The handsome monk retracted the cyan flying needle that had been stabbed and twisted with a gloomy face, and a trace of distress crossed his eyes.

With his palm out, he grabbed the void and grabbed the flying sword that was about to be turned back into the master's hand.

The flying sword trembled in his hand, and he tried to struggle away several times, but he was clutched in his hand.

With a hard snort in his hand, the vigorous spiritual power washed over the flying sword.

Xuan Jiu in the distance spurted out a mouthful of blood, connecting several big points on his chest.

Mo Dye Yi hurriedly reached out to hold him, and his fingers quickly caught his wrist.

The heart is broken, and the blood is lost!

She didn't hesitate, she quickly took out the homemade rejuvenation powder, kneaded it into a pill-like rejuvenation powder that melted in her mouth, and stuffed it one by one, until Xuan Jiu's face rose an unnatural flush before she stopped.

Qi and blood are easy to replenish, and the heart is difficult to continue.

That's all she can do, if they can escape, it's not too late to recuperate, if not, the heart pulse will be broken, it makes no difference.

took out the white cloud flying machine, lightly placed Xuan Jiu in it, took out a bundle of spiritual silk, and tightened it tightly, tying one end to the flying machine and the other end to his waist.

The ink-dyed clothes took a breath, whether they are dead or alive depends on the present day!

A blood-red jade pendant shattered into two pieces slipped silently from Xuan Jiu's sleeve and fell into the dark deep sea, sinking and disappearing.

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Author: Stay-at-home cats

Title: The Alchemical Codex

ISBN: 238

Introduction: Alchemy is the industry, a skill in hand, I have ~ 纟 in the world