Mrs. Sang was a little stunned when she heard this, the last time she heard this voice was when she had just entered the divine ladder, but she didn't expect them to complete the task in a daze now!

She clenched Ozin's arm excitedly, looked up to see the stunned look on his face, and was sure that he was done.

The next step is to be teleported to the second layer!

She waited expectantly, until she was a little numb by the old man's staring, but nothing happened.

"Ah Xin, what's going on? Why weren't we teleported to the next level? ”

Fang Chi and Song Xiuyu watched as Mrs. Sang's expression changed from happy to flustered, and the old man didn't mean to explain.

At this time, his figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared in place, and finally left a sentence in their ears:

Go ahead! Complete my commission –

With the sound of this voice, the woman with her head hanging down seemed to sense something, and she slowly raised her head to look at the group of people not far away.

The dark eyes rippled, the chaotic qi around him boiled and rolled, and the long black hair moved without wind.

The chains wrapped around her wrists made a piercing metal thump, and the black-purple flames soaring from them galloped downward, engulfing the woman in an instant, only to be scattered from the inside in the next second, setting off a gust of wind.

Whew-

The sudden wave of air knocked the person who was still standing to the ground, Fang Chi raised his hand to block the blazing light in front of him, and in a trance, he saw a person waving at him through the gap in his sleeve.

The man had a dark gold aura suspended behind his head, but his face was hidden by a soft glow, and his expression was indistinguishable. In the chaotic atmosphere, a green dress fluttering, raising his hand and falling down seems to have birds and beasts chirping, people can't help but worship, willing to surrender at his feet.

Behind it was an endless darkness, the fog was rolling, and there were faint red lights mixed in with it, adding a bit of eerie color to the darkness.

When—

Fang Chi was so shocked that he couldn't concentrate, and when he came back to his senses, the figure disappeared again.

Who was it just now?

Looking at everyone's expressions, except for himself, there didn't seem to be another person who saw the scene just now.

But she didn't have time to think more about it now, because the monk had already gathered his strength to break free from the dragon's tendons, and the loud sound just now was from him holding the Zen staff and slamming the ground hard.

"Donor, take down this evil dragon with me!"

The ancient saying shouted in a deep voice, raised his hand and threw the Zen staff, only to see the nine rings on it emitting bursts of humming sounds, and after a while, a golden thread was condensed, which was formed by a section of finger-long gold thread, and if you look closely, the golden thread is not static, but follows a specific trajectory.

Fang Chi glanced at Song Xiuyu, and when he saw him nodding at him, he focused his attention on his eyes, and in an instant, the thick ink covered the whites of his eyes, and his pupils shrank suddenly, condensing into a little golden light.

Pieces of pitch-black scales poured up, wrapping Song Xiuyu's body, only leaking a pair of scarlet eyes, staring deeply at Ao Xin, who had changed back to his original body not far away.

"Dead monk! I haven't bothered you yet, but you came to the door first, and you brought a helper, and you hid it deep enough! Even the dragon tendons can't trap you! ”

Ao Xin opened his bloody mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs, and he took a sharp breath and swallowed the dragon tendons scattered next to the monk into his stomach.

"Asin ......"

Mrs. Sang clinged to Ao Xin's side, her face full of worry, thinking to herself that they had already completed their mission, so why hadn't they been teleported away?

She had no intention of fighting these people, but now that she was being targeted, she naturally had no reason to sit idly by.

"Find the exit!"

Ao Xin said in a voice that could only be heard by Lady Sang, there was a good chance that there was something wrong with this place, maybe they were isolated from the range that could be sensed by the gods, so they were not teleported.

Seeing that the damn old man was gone again, they didn't know how to get out, so they could only fend off these people while looking for an exit.

The two have worked together for many years, and there is still a tacit understanding of this, and Mrs. Sang immediately understood what Ao Xin meant.

She took the form of a three-tailed fox, two of which were raised high, while the other was a little short, as if it had just grown.

Roar –

Seeing that the person next to him was ready, Ao Xin opened his mouth and spat out monstrous flames and flew towards the monk's façade.

Song Xiuyu raised his hand, and the halberd, which had only appeared once, waved in his hand, and the chaotic qi attached to the halberd's body met the flames and dispersed it.

Most of the flames rushed towards the monks, and there weren't many of them here.

Although she was not attacked by the flames, her blazing temperature still made Fang Chi sweat profusely, as if she had been fished out of the water, and the sweat slid down her cheeks, and her whole face turned even paler, as if she was going to faint at any moment.

Fang Chi wiped the sweat from his head, gasped for breath, and exhaled the stuffy breath in his chest before feeling better.

The feeling of being physically energetic when I hit a child before was like a dream, and I thought that my physical fitness had improved after a few days of exercise, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable, and it was burned by the fire and showed its original form.

The palm of the hand holding the shovel was a little slippery, so I changed my posture and rubbed the sweat on my clothes, which made me feel better.

The monk on the other side did not take any measures, the whole person stood majestically in the flames, his eyes were closed, his hands were folded to his chest, and the fire hit his body with his teeth and claws, but the monk's skin seemed to be covered by a layer of glow, and the heat could not shake it.

From time to time, he muttered an incomprehensible incantation, and the flames gradually extinguished as if they had met rain, revealing his form.

Ao Xin had fought with him, so he naturally knew that this trick couldn't help him, just to drag him down so that he could find an exit.

Maybe he still had the idea of working desperately with the monk before, but after seeing the scales on Song Xiuyu's body, he dispelled this idea.

Joke, how can he single-handedly face the disciples of Buddhism who are on par with him, as well as the descendants of this hermit clan!

Now he just wants to quickly escape to the next level, as for the account with the monk, it is not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, he doesn't believe that he can't find a chance.

Jingle Bell –

The nine rings struck each other, making a pleasant sound, but this was only the beginning of the killing.

The golden thread stretched into a long streamer, curling up and flying towards Ao Sin.

Ao Xin was horrified, it was this ghost thing again, he had caused his wound to heal for a long time, and finally relied on one of the fox's tails to get rid of it.

He writhed his massive body, trying to dodge, but the streamer seemed to be glued to him, fluttering and wrapping around his tail.

A dense tingling sensation spread from his tail to the door of his head, as if he had been stabbed by a fishhook full of barbs, and the violent shaking made him even more painful!