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Curry's eyes became sharp, a cold aura flowed through his body, his hands inflated like balloons, the muscles of his arms bulged, and huge energy jumped excitedly in them.

His hands did not grow larger and appear clumsy, but more nimble, like empty air.

Three sharp arrows were placed on the bowstring at the same time, and these arrows did not look good, gray and faintly gloomy.

However, if you look closely, you will see that although these arrows are dull in color, they are not defective, but have a very high quality.

Their breath is contained, the shaft of the arrow is bone, and there are strange runes that are like shadow creatures, very obscure and looming.

Under the light, these arrows were as transparent as a faint shadow, although they were held in Curry's hand, on the bowstring, Ilan looked at it, but there was almost no sense of existence, just a vague killing force for him to touch.

"Well, good arrows." Ilan couldn't help but be sincerely amazed.

"It's the Shadow Arrow, made by collecting the bones of the Shadowbeast, and at the end of its tail, it's an arrow made from the wings of a silent bird. This kind of arrow is invisible when it is shot, silent when it is close, and the power is not great, but it is important to be silent, if it is supplemented by the energy of the assassination system, it can definitely be hidden and invisible, although it is called the Shadow Arrow, but the more accurate name should be called the Invisible Arrow. ”

"Oh, Invisible Arrow, well, I'd like to see it." Yilan Yi is bold, and he is also happy to see the hunt, and he is not surprised when he hears the words, looking at the three shadow arrows, his eyes show a burning light of expectation.

He stood quietly in the air, the clouds were light and the wind was light. An ice dragon blade was held in his right hand.

In the face of Curry, although he felt a little pressure, it was not enough to create a crisis for him. He's just adapting, adapting to his body, adapting to his divine consciousness, and the realm of pseudo-gods.

Everything he originally had needed to be fine-tuned, and it was a long process, after all, his improvement was a bit exaggerated, and he had almost crossed a ravine that no one else could cross in half his life in just a few months.

This is mainly due to adventure and unremitting efforts, and of course, there is also time in the secret realm that is much faster than real time, thus creating a strange existence like Ilan.

The corners of Elan's eyes twitched.

Curry's hand pulled and loosened.

The golden longbow emitted ripples of power in the air. The strings were empty, and the three Shadow Arrows were gone.

Ilan's eyes were excellent, almost subtle, but at this moment, his meticulous gaze was ineffective, and the three arrows seemed to have completely disappeared from his field of vision.

His ears fluttered, and after entering the pseudo-gods, his facial features were greatly improved, especially his hearing, but no matter how hard he tried, these three arrows did not bring a trace of wind, and they were silent, completely hiding their traces.

So, he let go of his divine sense, where his divine consciousness was locked, all energy, all matter, all of which were in the dust, and he searched and scanned them carefully, like a sieve, carefully basking every inch of the world.

The process seemed to be a lot of work, but under the powerful divine consciousness of the pseudo-god, it was almost instantaneous, but he was disappointed because he couldn't lock on to those shadow arrows.

These strange shadow arrows seem to be completely out of this space.

"It's invisible, and there's really some doorway." Ilan frowned, a little surprised.

However, the next moment, he no longer paid attention to all this, because the Shadow Arrow had come out of nowhere.

An arrow appeared first, and the way it appeared was extremely strange.

There was not a trace of spatial fluctuations, nor did any magical aura appear.

It suddenly appeared in Elan's skin sensation. It is a feeling that life is about to be hit hard and that a crisis is coming, which is the natural vigilance of the strong in the face of a homicidal attack.

Even so, Ilan still couldn't find any trace of the Shadow Arrow.

It was abrupt, but dangerous, and if he didn't take action, it might kill him.

He didn't dare to slack off, and left to activate the teleportation.

However, when teleporting to the next location, that sense of crisis is even stronger, and this sense of crisis has been added again.

Apparently the second Shadow Arrow moved.

His figure had to flicker again.

Strange things happened again, and three shadow arrows locked on him out of thin air, like maggots on tarsal bones. A strong sense of crisis followed closely and was imminent.

He was a little depressed, he hadn't felt like this in a long time.

Teleport, teleport.

The three arrows were invisible, invisible, non-existent, but real in his psychic sense. He can't pause, otherwise, he will be sniped.

"Hehe, this Shadow Arrow is my trophy in an ancient ruins, hehe, it is said to have magical energy, untraceable, unlockable, many of my enemies will be killed by me without detecting it, you are very good, you can even dodge it, the strength is indeed far beyond me, I am willing to bow down, however, love is sacred, I must prove to Princess Agnes that I am stronger than you, so, I will personally use this Shadow Arrow to kill you, although some are not martial, but, Everything is worth it for the sake of love. Seeing Ilan's very embarrassed evasion, Curry was very happy, and he couldn't help but feel proud, and a smile bloomed on his face.

However, although Ilan seemed embarrassed, the three shadow arrows were always in a single hit.

"Shadow Arrows? This name is also apt, hidden in the shadow space, and the enemy inadvertently sends a fatal blow, hehe, if it was not your reminder beforehand, or I could really be injured by you, but unfortunately, you reminded me, I saw you send out the shadow arrow again, although the shadow arrow is powerful, but it can't escape my spiritual sense, which is just a headache for me. If that's all you have to do, then I think this fight can be over. Ilan's voice was as ethereal as a figure, flickering in the air, spanning space from space to space.

"Huh? I don't believe this, there will always be a time when your physical strength and magic power will run out, and at that time, once your spiritual sense is dull and you can't use teleportation, that's when I win. Curry was a little unwilling and suspicious.

"Don't doubt this, although you are the same as me, you are a sub-god, but sub-gods and sub-gods are also different, you also need spiritual power to control these shadow arrows, even if your spiritual power is exhausted, my magic power may not be exhausted, after all, your promotion to sub-god is too short."

"Hmph, I don't believe it, three Shadow Arrows can't help you, so what about ten or twenty?" Curry was obviously not immortal in the heart of the Yellow River, and in an instant, he had picked up seven shadow arrows in his hand again, and placed them on top of the golden longbow, the longbow was shining, but the shadow arrows were getting more and more dim.

His arms became massive, charged, drawn, full moon, excited.

Seven shadow arrows line up on the longbow.

Curry's phantom fingers flicked slightly.

The next moment, it suddenly disappeared again. (To be continued.) Reading, a better reading experience.