The rest of the trip was very boring.

The gods are still fighting against the wisps of burial earth that have tormented him for ten years.

The evil heaven, who is trying his best to fight against the soul of the burial earth and seek progress in the struggle, is no longer able to sense the crisis.

Huang Er took the lead and moved forward cautiously.

Because he knew that maybe Evil Tianwei could break the fragile balance of the two gray colors on his body and subvert the balance of life and death.

So the road he chose was an extremely perverted road, perverted to the point that he had to kick away even a pebble.

"Uncle is really hard to serve......"

After sneering, Huang Er, who was a little tired, looked back at the evil sky, and felt funny when he thought about it.

"The people of the Holy Village, whoever brings it out is the Tianjiao ...... who properly crushes the two divine realms."

It was the first time he had seen the people of the Holy Village who did not rely on their natural bloodlines, but on forging ahead to achieve the name of genius.

"Well, maybe the people of the Holy Village are too terrible, so it's not their turn to move forward bravely......"

After thinking about the Holy Village slightly, he came back to his senses, kicked away the three small pebbles under his feet, and continued to carefully reconnoiter and lead the way.

"Thank you, thank you......"

A few years ago, as if there was a chance to free up a little mind at this moment, Evil Heaven saw Huang Er's action of kicking the pebble, and opened his mouth weakly.

"Hah!"

Huang Er laughed.

The few people in the red dress couldn't laugh.

Staying in the evil moon with nothing to do, there was not the slightest danger, they should have been easy, but all the ease, under the pressure brought by the difficult progress of the evil gods and gods, was so vulnerable.

The miserable two walked on a road that made everyone feel heavy.

Especially for Zuo Qiu Heng.

Because purely in terms of qualifications, he and the Evil Heavenly God had the highest qualifications among the three, but more than a hundred years had passed since he was in the lower realm, and he had become the weakest of the three.

This kind of backwardness is not only a backwardness in the cultivation of combat strength, but an all-round backwardness.

"What are you doing!"

Just when Zuo Qiu Heng secretly communicated with Evil Moon and got up to go out, he was dragged by Zuo Qiu Dan.

"Are you going to make it impossible for me to bring back your ashes!"

These words were like a basin of cold water, dousing the courage that Zuo Qiu Heng had just cultivated.

"Yes, but I ......"

The black cloth walked up to Zuo Qiu Heng and patted him on the shoulder.

"Forget about them, especially Evil Heaven. ”

Four senior teachers, peach and plum are full of nether, how can they not know?

Even if there is a gap between them and the two, it is not big.

What they are poor about is that they use the courage and courage to truly put life and death beyond the scope of life and death, and follow their own path of cultivation.

So the words of the black clothes are very correct.

When encountering this kind of demon who does not play cards according to the routine, forgetting is the best way.

But can you forget?

Looking at the black clothes who walked away, he sat down silently and began to practice frantically, although this kind of behavior was completely incomparable to the two evil gods who fought against the burial earth ecstasy, but compared to the previous attitude of the black clothes, isn't this also a kind of forge ahead?

"Take your time, chase you slowly, you can do it, why can't I Zuoqiu Heng!"

A few years after the evil heaven completely endured the burial earth ecstasy, the four people in the red dress, who couldn't stand the pressure and oppression, started the crazy cultivation mode one after another.

At the same time, Hou Yu, who had fallen into penance a few years ago because of the words of the evil heaven, opened his dazed witch eyes.

"Reincarnation, where the hell is this thing......"

"Why did I search in the witch blood for several years, but I didn't find reincarnation, only this ......?"

As soon as the murmur fell, the witch blood rushed out of his Baihui and turned into a hideous blood bow that exuded a monstrous aura.

The blood bow whining is a witch song that Hou Yu has never heard, but he feels extremely cordial and can make his blood flow.

"Arrows in blood!"

The back feather roared like a chicken's blood, and got up with a bloody arrow!

After aiming at the evil moon for a long time, he couldn't shoot, and set his target on the evil word above his head.

At the moment when his fingertips were about to leave the bowstring and let the blood arrow go out and wave, Evil Moon sighed.

"Sun-Shooting Bow Soul ......"

"Sun-shooting bow soul?"

Hou Yu was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask something, when the blood bow in his hand seemed to hear the sigh of the evil moon, and the whining was even more prosperous, as if there was a shocking breath about to come out.

"If you come out, the boy who brought you out will die. ”

As soon as the words fell, the blood bow collapsed, and the pale back feather seemed to have been drained of all the witch blood, and sat on the ground, not even the strength to breathe.

"It's such a coincidence......"

Evil Moon murmured again, focusing on somewhere in the burial ground hundreds of millions of miles away.

There, an evil blade was fused with most of his main body a hundred years ago, and it was struggling to deal with a long bone.

The long bones are blood-red, streamlined, pitted, and about three inches long.

But it was these three-inch-long potholes and long bones that made it difficult for the Evil Blade and Evil Moon to go all out.

It wasn't until the Sun-Shooting Bow Soul that Hou Yu made collapsed that the twin evils took the initiative.

"In the burial ground, everything that is impossible can become possible. One of the evil blades left behind trembled lightly.

Evil Moon glanced at Hou Yu, who was about to die, and sighed, "I can't imagine that the fragment of the Sun-Shooting Bow will appear here. ”

"It seems to be just the edge of the burial earth, but who can be sure that there will be no great war that will shake the world here. "The Evil Blade is not surprised.

"What are you going to do with the fragments if you take them?" asked Evil Moon rhetorically.

The Evil Blade groaned.

The fragment of the sun-shooting bow that appeared on the edge of the burial soil made the back feather, who was studying the witch's blood, extremely strange to attract the soul of the sun-shooting bow.

And the sun-shooting bow soul took the initiative to disintegrate in order to protect Hou Yu from dying.

With this disintegration, the power of the fragment is greatly reduced, and the two evils are at your fingertips.

Therefore, analyzing the process of obtaining such treasures, Hou Yu, who doesn't know anything, is the first achievement.

Of course, with the shamelessness of the evil blade, this can be completely ignored.

But the evil sky, he can't ignore.

And according to the character of Evil Heaven, even if this fragment is a complete imperial weapon, he will not take it for himself, but will only let Hou Yu bring it back to the Hou tribe.

"Why don't you kill him and I'll swallow the fragment?" said Evil Blade in a serious manner, "He just wanted to shoot you." ”

Evil Moon has a really shameless look on your face.

"It seems that you deliberately let go of the breath of the back feather so that the sunbow could sense it. The evil blade fought back lightly, "Let's be each other." ”

"Well, even if the Evil Heavens won't blame you for swallowing the fragment of the Sunbow, don't tell me you're willing to swallow it. ”

I can't bear to swallow it.

After all, although the Sun-Shooting Bow is not as good as the Evil Blade, it is also second only to the existence of the Innate Emperor.

Even if this kind of existence was just a fragment, it was enough to give the evil heavens who went to the two god realms a few more lives.

The Evil Blade groaned for a moment......

"Evil Moon, ......"

Evil Moon shuddered, as if she had a bad premonition.

"You see what the evil emperor wants to get the heirs of the evil emperor, do you want to get one too?"

Evil Moon was wary and curious: "Why do I want to get a successor?"

"Take him," the tip of the Evil Blade pointed at the back feather who had only one breath left, "use your charm to convince him, and then tell him that the Sunbow can only be conceived with the blood of the Evil Heaven......"

"Finally, tell him that you will give it back to him after she is pregnant?"

"Yes, those who know me ......"

"Shameless scum among the Emperors, can you stay away from me?"

(End of chapter)