While he was drifting with Chu Xiaoyun, he felt Zheng Xifeng's memory in his mind.

After refining his spirit in the Dead God Mountain, he obtained Zheng Xifeng's memory this time smoothly, without that strong sense of struggle and loss.

But he knew that it wouldn't be like this next time, the heart demon was an accumulation process, and it was a big trouble after all, and if he wanted to completely solve it, he had to use Tianxin Fall.

But the Tianxin Pendant is the treasure of Pudu Temple, how can it be impossible to kill the monks of Pudu Temple and rob it, how can I get it?

He immediately put aside this dangerous thought and recalled Zheng Xifeng's memory.

Zheng Xifeng actually knew about the Great Heavenly Demon Bead.

He now knows that the Great Heaven Demon Bead is actually different from the inside and outside, divided into inner beads and outer beads.

It was as if there were stars beyond the moon.

There is only one inner bead of the Great Heaven Demon Bead, but there are many outer beads, and if you want to get the inner bead, you must start with the outer bead.

The inner bead is hidden in the heaven and earth, and can only be found through the outer bead.

Song Yunge was in high spirits, and the Great Heavenly Demon Bead he obtained was likely to be an outer pearl!

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to fly back to Daluo City to carefully check whether it was really a foreign pearl.

He walked forward, then suddenly he limped and changed his mind.

Chu Xiaoyun glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't say much, just followed him and continued to be in a daze.

Song Yunge frowned and looked at the side ahead, shook his head and resolutely stayed away.

The original feeling was danger, but now the feeling is extremely dangerous, and the danger level is far better than Zheng Xifeng.

If you rush up again, you will be sent to death.

Fortunately, the distance should be very far, so you don't have to worry about coming.

When he ran more than 20 miles after turning around, he suddenly jumped onto a towering giant tree and looked at it from afar.

A moment later, he turned again, and it was already at a right angle to his original direction.

Chu Xiaoyun wandered out of the world, and continued to move forward.

In the blink of an eye, after five miles, Song Yunge suddenly stopped and pulled the absent-minded Chu Xiaoyun.

Chu Xiaoyun looked at it suspiciously.

Song Yunge raised his index finger in front of his lips.

Chu Xiaoyun nodded knowingly, shut up and didn't ask much, his eyes swept around.

Song Yunge stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling her to stay here and not move, while he walked forward silently.

His wide robe was close to his body, not moving at all, as if diving into the water, silent.

Sneaking a mile away, he saw a middle-aged fat monk being besieged by four men in black.

The middle-aged fat monk was dressed in a gray monk's robe, the hunt trembled like in the wind, his fists were like hammers, he was fierce and domineering, but there was no sound.

The four men in black are as fast as ghosts, silent, and their palms are tricky and weird, and they can't be guarded against.

Song Yunge knew at a glance that these four black-clothed people were from the Demon Gate, so they were silent.

The four devils besieging this middle-aged fat monk have already gained the upper hand, and the middle-aged fat monk is already in danger.

The middle-aged fat monk drank fiercely.

But no sound came out, and the voice was directly swallowed by the palm power of the four men in black.

Song Yunge narrowed his eyes slightly, recognizing that these four black-clothed men were masters of the Demon Gate.

The Demon Gate is known as the first way, and it is similar to the Phoenix Cliff in the six major sects, and the magic skills are even better.

The middle-aged monk's face suddenly turned golden, and his bare skin outside the monk's robe was golden yellow, like an Arhat.

Suddenly, the punches became stronger and faster, and the body of the four black-clothed men also accelerated, not falling behind.

Song Yunge shook his head.

The middle-aged monk may not be able to last long, he should have urged a miracle like a supernatural trick.

The four masters of the Dream Dao are the Sword Saint Realm, which is called the Demon Saint Realm for the Demon Gate.

The same should be true for middle-aged monks.

Such a monk who can fight, counting and counting, it is very likely to be a monk of Pudu Temple.

And Pudu Temple has a heavenly heart pendant!

Song Yunge suppressed his excitement and eased his mood, so as not to rush for quick success and quick gain.

He remained motionless as a poplar tree next to him, quietly watching their fierce and silent fight.

The middle-aged monk's round face was smiling, revealing a simple energy, but he was fierce and domineering.

It's like an iron tower falling down one by one.

And the four men in black are like the wind and dreams, fluctuating, not suppressed by this tower.

Under Song Yunge's quiet gaze, the middle-aged monk's breathing gradually became heavier, his golden face turned white, and his movements slowed down.

Song Yunge shook his head.

If it goes on like this, this monk will definitely be consumed to death, looking at the appearance of the four men in black, there is still more strength.

In the end, it was like a net, slowly entangled the middle-aged monk and the tiger was unable to move, and was allowed to be slaughtered.

He quickly thought about it, whether to wait for the middle-aged fat monk to be seriously injured and dying, or to make a move now, thought twice, and finally let out a long roar, the free sword technique urged, and the Shuxue sword turned into a streamer and swept over.

A man in black greeted him, his palms like a dream.

Song Yunge felt that his eyes had become flowery, and he couldn't see his palms clearly.

The palm and the sword kept fighting.

The cold palm power was transmitted through the Shuxue Sword, which was more pure and weird than Song Yunge's internal power.

Song Yunge kept unloading his strength with broken feet, and even so, he still felt struggling.

The Demon Saint is indeed difficult, especially now that he can't hook the Sword Saint's vitality, and his own vitality is not pure enough.

After he entangled one person, the middle-aged monk suddenly relaxed, his fists slowed down, and his movements became heavier.

The three men in black barely blocked it, no longer suppressing it before.

Song Yunge snorted lightly and attacked the second man in black, with extremely fast speed and exquisite swordsmanship.

The Easy Sword Technique is far more subtle than the Quick Sword Technique, and under such exquisite sword techniques, the second man in black has to face it.

The man in black from before hurriedly wrapped himself up.

Song Yunge dealt with the two demon saints for a while, and he was suddenly in a hurry and in danger.

He hurriedly shouted: "Master quickly solve those two!"

I saw my mouth move, but I didn't hear the sound.

The voice was swallowed up by the invisible power of the two men in black, and at this time, Song Yunge realized that there was a strange power exuding around the two men in black.

This power is not strong, and it has little impact on the engagement, but it is more than enough to devour the sound.

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" A Yoyo Buddha horn suddenly broke through the shackles and sounded mightily.

Song Yunge's spirit lifted when he heard this.

The middle-aged fat monk suddenly turned his fist into a palm and slapped it lightly.

The two palms respectively met the palm power of the man in black, and the two men in black floated out like two leaves.

The middle-aged fat monk instantly came to Song Yunge's body and slapped at the two black-clothed people respectively, like two leaves flying.

The four men in black spewed blood arrows in the air, then accelerated abruptly, and disappeared into the poplar forest in an instant.

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" The middle-aged fat monk pronounced a Buddha horn and sat down slowly.

Song Yunge returned the sword to the sheath: "The master is good martial arts!"

"Thank you, donor!" the middle-aged fat monk sat down on his knees, and after saying this, he lowered his eyes and remained motionless, as if he had passed away.

Song Yunge bowed his head, turned around and left.

He wanted to take a look at Chu Xiaoyun, not to be touched by those four dream-like demon saints.

Luo Shiying's actions were not very reliable, so he didn't follow them at this time and went to do other things.

"Donor!" The middle-aged fat monk opened his eyes and looked at Song Yunge with a calm gaze.

"Master, wait a minute. Song Yunge waved his hand and didn't stop, and disappeared into the woods in an instant.

The middle-aged fat monk closed his eyes and continued to breathe and heal, and the gold on his skin had faded.

A moment later, Song Yunge and Chu Xiaoyun reappeared.

The middle-aged fat monk opened his eyes, his eyes were peaceful, and he slowly looked at Song Yunge and Chu Xiaoyun.

"Is the master better?" Song Yunge said.

The middle-aged fat monk nodded slowly, and said, "Old Gang Pudu Temple is clear." ”

Song Yunge smiled.

As expected!