"Huh?"

Jiang Ting picked up the strange-shaped thing in front of him with one hand, only to find that it could not be moved, and under it, there seemed to be something connected.

His mind wandered, and with a sudden force of his arms, he pulled out the rhizome of the plant and the contents underneath.

An off-white stone bow appeared in front of him, with some dirt and tiny roots on it.

The stone bow is more than one person high, simple and generous, and there is no carving on the bow body, but as soon as you start it, a long sense of history comes from the stone bow, as if this bow has been with its owner, shooting countless enemies, carrying a period of singing and crying years.

Jiang Ting picked up the stone bow, the stone bow was heavy, and there was no bowstring on it, it seemed that because the years were too long, even the bowstring had been corroded by time.

Jiang Ting waved his arm, and the stone bow brought the sound of whirring wind, which was obviously extremely powerful, and then held the bow handle in his hand, and the soul attraction trick flowed, slowly injecting mana into the stone bow.

With the infusion of mana, the ends of the stone bow gradually lit up.

The ears of the bow glowed, and a silver thread as thick as a hair drilled out of one end of the stone bow and connected to the other. Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows, and the mana continued to be injected, and the silver thread gradually thickened, and finally became the thickness of the little finger, like a cow's tendon.

This bow was wonderful, Jiang Ting was shocked in his heart, raised his hand on the stone bow bowstring, and pulled it slowly.

The place he was in was unremarkable, unremarkable, and therefore a small vacuum, isolated from the monks fighting in the distance.

"Buzz"

The stone bow shook, and the aura of heaven and earth here quickly gathered, and as Jiang Ting continued to open the bowstring, a round of aura vortex was formed, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was frantically absorbed.

This kind of momentum is even more powerful than when the black gold war knife came out of the body!

"There are aura fluctuations ahead!"

Suddenly, a shout came from below, Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows, and saw several monks rushing in his direction.

"We are waiting for monks, when we fight for a glimmer of opportunity, you will rush over with me!" The first mid-stage Soul Induction Realm monk shouted, and there were several more people around him, seemingly forming a small group.

Jiang Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, his arm exerted force, and in just an instant, the bow was like a full moon, and a light arrow formed on the bowstring.

"Whoa—"

Jiang Ting let go, and the light arrow flew out, shooting straight at those people!

"Boom!"

The arrows of light tore through the air, as fast as lightning, and shot at the feet of those people, and the earthquake trembled, and the mountains under their feet were shattered!

The mid-stage Soul Induction Realm cultivator's expression froze, and he tried to retreat, but it was too late, and a huge shockwave came from under his feet, sending several people directly out.

Jiang Ting was secretly surprised, this place is Mount Tai, protected by rules, so the mountain is tough and difficult to shake, if this arrow is in the outside world, I am afraid that it can collapse a mountain!

The bronze coffin pendant on his chest emitted a faint light, Jiang Ting took a deep breath and continued to run upward, as a monk in the late stage of the Soul Attraction Realm, he moved extremely fast, and it didn't take long to move thousands of meters high.

The stone bow was held diagonally behind him, fixed with mana, and in Jiang Ting's perception, he had moved up nearly five thousand meters, but he still hadn't seen the peak of Mount Tai.

A mist rose above Mount Tai again, but unlike the fog that had previously blocked the monks' advance, this mist did not stop the people from moving, but only blocked the monks' view.

As Jiang Ting continued to advance, the fog became thicker and thicker, and his vision could only see two meters away, and even his divine sense was blocked.

"There's something weird about this fog." Jiang Ting frowned, the smell of blood faintly came from the thick fog, he watched the wind and grass around him, and his heart was secretly vigilant.

Suddenly, something happened suddenly!

A shadow shot out of the thick fog, like an ink mark between the white papers, silently, from the bottom up, from the side to Jiang Ting's cheek.

Jiang Ting's face turned pale, and almost at the same time as this ink mark appeared, his right hand was on top of the black gold war knife, and he slashed out with a sword!

The shadow was no bigger than a palm, pitch black as ink, and it was easily split in half by the black gold war knife, but it stuck to the black gold war knife like an appendage.

Jiang Ting's brows furrowed slightly, but the next moment, his body was cold and his body was tingling.

Cultivators are extremely sharp, especially those with high talents like Jiang Ting, they will be alert at the slightest danger, and almost without hesitation, Jiang Ting's mana in his body is running, and his body is short, and at the same time, the stone bow is in his hand, and he swings the longbow to the side of his body.

"Dang!"

The stone bow trembled, Jiang Ting's arm was sore, and he felt like he had smashed on the wall of Shenjin, and a thin blood mark slid down the ear of the stone bow bow, and there was a trace of green gold in the blood.

The black gold war knife trembled, and a spiritual flame ignited from the blade, incinerating the shadow-like substance, emitting a foul smell.

Jiang Ting didn't stop, he rolled down and lowered his position, and at the same time swung his knife to the left, and the next moment, a large cloud of shadow matter fell on his original place, corroding the ground.

The black gold war knife slashed out, but it fell into the air, and the sword qi dispersed a large area of dense fog in a row, revealing the true face of the attacker.

It was a green snake more than a meter long, the baby's wrist was thick, the scales around it were dense, and the edges were shining with golden light, and it seemed to be extremely strong.

On the head of this green snake, there were two bulges, as if they were about to turn into dragons, but now one bulge was beaten and collapsed, and blood mixed with blue and gold flowed out.

"Ignorant human race, dare to hurt my demon body!" The green snake spat out the letter, and his voice was old and hoarse, like an old witch, "I will ask you to pay the price today!" ”

"Terran boy, obediently hand over the magic weapon in your hand, apologize to us, maybe I can let you live." Behind Jiang Ting, a shadowy voice came.

It was a turtle-like creature, dark with only three legs, and a little more slender than the average turtle.

The first time Jiang Ting saw this demon beast, an idiom emerged in his heart.

Innuendo!

This is a monster called "Dragon"!

The strength of these two demon kings was in the late stage of the Soul Induction Realm, and on both sides of the road, there were more than ten corpses of Terran monks lying horizontally, and the treasures on their bodies were taken away, and even the essence and blood in their bodies were sucked dry.

Most of these Terran cultivators are in the middle stage of the Soul Attraction Realm, and even two of them have reached the late stage of the Soul Attraction Realm.

"You have also seen the fate of these human races, before the changes in heaven and earth, the human race bullied my demon clan for thousands of years, and it is not an exaggeration for my demon clan to charge some interest." The green snake said unhurriedly.

The demon said "um": "If you are willing to hand over the magic weapons on your body, the two of us will not be embarrassed by you, but if you insist on doing it, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

The strength shown by Jiang Ting made the two demons jealous, and the two of them had not yet succeeded in sneaking attack, and the current dragon did not dare to act rashly.

"Okay." Jiang Ting was silent for a moment, nodded, the black gold war knife was put into his scabbard, he reached out and held the middle part of the stone bow, "Do you want to talk ......?"

"Buzz"

Jiang Ting rolled over, shot an arrow at the ghost!