The jade-faced monk and Xuanyuan Hong have arrived here one after the other.

"Monk, are you running so fast because you are afraid of the old man?"

The jade-faced monk was about to cross the door when he heard Xuanyuan Hong's voice coming from behind.

He snorted coldly and turned around slowly, "Old ghost Xuanyuan, you are fast, have you been to all the four possible places in the middle of the mountain?"

Before stepping into Mingtuo Mountain, although they did not dare to search in person, they would also find some ordinary people to come to explore secretly, and they would sit down and mark the places where the divine remains might be stored.

Although the personnel sent by several sects are different, they have come to the same conclusion, and there are only a dozen places in total where there is a possibility of storing the divine remains.

The three of the jade-faced monk, Xuanyuan Hong, and the silver bell lady traveled in three directions, and each had already explored several possible locations, but all of them had no results.

Now there is only one broken temple left!

So before the two of them entered the broken temple, they had already begun to fight between the two of them.

"Monk you are faster, so quickly you have traveled all over the Qingshi Spring, the First Line Pass, the Flying Stone and the Lost Forest, and you have arrived at the top of the mountain one step ahead of the old man, it seems that you are good at kung fu......"

The jade-faced monk and Xuanyuan Hong had a fight a few years ago, and at that time, there was no distinction between victory and defeat, and in the past few years, they have entered the country, and still no one is convinced.

"When you're older, it's inevitable that you'll walk slower, old ghost, at your age, you don't have to fight like this anymore......" The jade-faced monk sneered, and his expression was even more disdainful.

"What did you say!"

Xuanyuan Hong is irritable temperament, where can he hear others say that he is old, his eyes suddenly widened angrily, and he clenched his fists and wanted to do it.

"Old ghost, I'm not afraid of you!" the jade-faced monk glanced faintly at the shadow behind the mountain road, "I just want to remind you that in this Ming Camel Mountain, even if you don't count the little girl of Shangyun Shenjun, you are not the only enemy here...... Beware of the snipe and the clam competing for the benefit of the fisherman!"

Accompanied by his words, there was a crisp ringing bell, followed by a coquettish laugh, "Master Jade Mask, do you want to say that the little girl is a fisherman?" How dare you, how dare you, the Vajra Sect's angry eyes and the Hundred Battles Sect's barbarian god descending method, how can I afford my small body?"

The silver bell lady floated out of the shadows, she was not good at hiding her figure - anyone who was covered with silver bells could not hide silently, and it was discovered by the jade-faced monk, which was originally expected by her.

"The silver bell lady is also here......"

Xuanyuan Hong's face changed slightly, he knew that among the three of them, if he didn't borrow the power of the brute gods, his strength alone would be slightly inferior to the two of them, he originally thought that this was a game to grab time, but he didn't expect that everyone in Zuihou had no gains, and in the end he would have to fight to the death in a possible location in Zuihou.

"That means you haven't found anything, have you?"

The jade-faced monk sneered, he seemed to be very displeased with the silver bell lady, and his tone was even tougher than that of Xuanyuan Hong.

Everywhere in the mountain, the three of them have searched separately, but all of them have no results, and now it seems that the only possibility for the remains of the gods is to hide in the ruined temple.

And the three of them are here at the same time, it seems that there is going to be a battle for bayonets!

The jade-faced monk took a step back, clenched his staff, and shook it slightly, with a dazzling arc in the moonlight.

The silver bell lady chuckled, her body slowly floated up, and the silver bell vibrated non-stop, making a long series of melodious sounds.

Xuanyuan Hong's face was gloomy, he stomped his feet, took a deep breath, and saw that the muscles up and down his body suddenly bulged out, and his originally thin body was more than twice as strong, and in the center of his forehead, there was a terrifying swastika mark, flashing with dark red light.

The first pole of the barbarian god's descending method, he has unlocked it!

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"They seem to be going to do it. ”

Yun Shenjun by the Haoran Pavilion stroked his hair neatly, and seemed to be unconcerned.

"You just want them to fight first, and then we'll go find the remains of the gods?"

Li Chun guessed Yun Shenjun's thoughts.

Even if it is to borrow the clues of the divine power on his body to find the divine remains that he doesn't know where the old man is hiding by Luo Yuchuan, it is not an easy task, at least no one can interfere with it.

The divine power resonates and is huge, and it will definitely alarm others, so no matter how bold Yun Shenjun is, he will not make a move before blinding the heavens.

And on the fifteenth night of the blinding heavens, the people of the other three sects of the Demon Sect will also be present, and the three of the jade-faced monk, the silver bell lady and Xuanyuan Hong are the biggest sources of interference in the Ming Camel Mountain.

They couldn't find the divine remains themselves, and they definitely wouldn't have watched Yun Shenjun find them, and it was expected that they would snatch them when the time came.

It's easy to pass a night, and it's impossible for them to leave early.

With nothing to be found in the mountains, Zuihou will definitely still have his eyes on Cloud Shenjun.

It would be nice if the three of them could fight all three on their own - but the idea was a little too idealistic.

"It's just that even if the three of them want to do it, they won't leave any strength left, not to mention that the divine remains are not in the broken temple at all, and they are not fools, Miss Yun, your wishful thinking, I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

Li Chun sighed and narrowed his eyes, he really couldn't figure out how Yun Shenjun could play tricks under the noses of these three people.

"I know they're not fools. ”

Yun Shenjun smiled indifferently.

"At this time, it's more than patience. ”

"All we have to do is wait. ”

In her eyes, it was not without anxiety, but she could only endure and wait for the results of her layout!

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It was Xuanyuan Hong who shot first.

He couldn't afford to wait.

Borrowing the power of the barbarian god is not without paying a price, after accumulating the power of the barbarian god, his temper has become more irritable, although he doesn't want to be used as a mantis to catch cicadas, but sometimes, it is also a helpless choice.

Xuanyuan Hong let out a loud shout and punched the jade-faced monk standing at the door of the broken temple.

At this time, the muscles of his arms bulged, as thick as a bucket, and his punch was windy, with a cracking sound, and it was powerful.

The power of the barbarian gods is not as good as the extraordinary!

The jade-faced monk snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to slack off, only to see him stare at it with one eye, and it was actually a blue light shot out of his eye, lightly on the fist of Xuanyuan Hong, pulling that mighty force around, and repulsing towards the silver bell lady who was smiling and watching the battle on the side!

"Good monk!"

The silver bell lady laughed, her wrist flicked, and at some point a green half-foot-long short sword slipped out of her sleeve, and the sword light vibrated and brought out a pleasant ringtone, and more than ten swords were stabbed out in an instant!

Snort!

Xuanyuan Hong's mighty fist was cut and scattered by the short sword in the hand of the silver bell lady, and it turned invisible!

The three of them have already exchanged a trick between the rise and fall of the rabbit!

"Humph!"

Xuanyuan Hong snorted and gasped, not because of exhaustion, but because of anger.

The jade-faced monk's face was cold, his hands were clasped together, and there was a treacherous look in his eyes.

The silver bell lady's short sword retracted into her sleeves like a poisonous snake, still maintaining a smile and groaning, but her whole body was tense and full of vigilance.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you haven't disappointed me!"