At the critical moment, Chongjiu was not panicked.

When he opened his mouth, there was a black and white entanglement, and two white lights flew out of his mouth. Guanyin suddenly heard the sound of waves hitting in his ears, and two huge fish tails flashed in front of him, his arm was cold, and the white jade hand had been separated from his arm.

The castration was gone, and it was imprinted on Chongjiu's chest.

"What a guts!" Guanyin's face changed, and Qingyan's beautiful face was full of evil energy.

Hurriedly retracting his arms, the two huge carps that swayed in the sky returned to Chongjiu's hands, turning into a pair of scissors and being taken into his arms.

"Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, Bodhisattva, the coming days are long, and we are reckoning with each other at that time. "After receiving Guanyin's big mudra, Chongjiu's condition at this time was extremely bad, and his whole body was like broken porcelain re-glued, light and fragile.

"Demon, want to leave?!I wanted to spare your life, since you are looking for death, I will send you reincarnation!" Since the end of the War of the Gods, she has not suffered such a big loss in hundreds of years.

The broken palm was like a living thing, flying back, and the place that was cut off by the yin and yang scissors seemed to be burned by a laser, black and scorched, and the willow branches flew out automatically. Swaying and swaying, a few drops of crystal clear water droplets scattered on the wound, as if encountering sulfuric acid, curling green smoke came out, and the arm was restored to its original state, and there was not the slightest scar to be seen.

"Good baby. Chongjiu exclaimed.

Knowing that today's things cannot be done, I have the idea of retreating. While Guanyin was healing, he fled quickly. However, the willow branch turned into a long green whip towards Chongjiujuan, and the lightning speed was uncontrollable, throwing it towards the neck, but the leaves were uneven, like jagged teeth, no matter if you King Kong is not bad, you will also die.

The black and white carp staggered its tails, turning into a disc, and the Tai Chi rotated, blocking the attack, and with the power of the counterattack, although the blood sprayed in the mouth, the eyes were not panicked. A peacock feather, a slight five-colored glow, wrapped in Chongjiu turned into a streamer, the phantom of the two-tailed fish dissipated, and Guanyin's eyes were empty.

"The wings of the Peacock King, if you don't have important things to do, you won't be spared. Guanyin, who had a thoughtful look in his eyes, did not continue to chase, withdrew the willow branch, said Amitabha, and went in the opposite direction to Chongjiu.

"It's really dangerous, if it weren't for a peacock feather, I wouldn't have planted it like this today, guarding the purple bamboo forest for the black bear spirit. Chongjiu didn't know where he was at this time, so he casually found a big bluestone and sat down, looking at the peacock feathers in his hand full of cracks, the light was dim, and he smiled bitterly.

This peacock feather is a gift from the Dapeng bird, and it is also left by his brother Kong Xuanhua, which is a one-time consumable, with one less time, according to the length of the distance, determine the service life, look at the scene in front of you, use it again, it is estimated that it will be scrapped.

Originally, it was reserved for the Dapeng bird to escape for its life, but at this time, the speed of the Dapeng bird was not much different from the speed of the peacock feather after burning, and there were some chicken ribs, so it was given to Chongjiu as a gift, which is said to contain a part of the mystery of the five-color divine light.

Five-color divine light, amazing supernatural powers, Chongjiu is extremely greedy, I don't expect to be able to comprehend everything, even if I know the fur, it is also infinitely useful, but I didn't expect that it was not hot in my hand, and it was going to be scrapped.

The body is full of holes, and there is no one hundred years, don't want to recover.

"Forget it, I'm lucky, but I'm lost. There are still some underestimating the heroes of the world, and the old gold thread, there is really no fuel-efficient lamp. ”

At this time, Chongjiu has a lot of thoughts about the surrounding environment, the ancient trees are towering, the demon fog is pervasive, his position is a small mountain peak that is not high or low, when it just falls, the extreme eye is far away, the dense forests are everywhere, and the aura is rising, which is refreshing.

But for a moment, the surrounding white fog was filled, and the vision was hazy, and it was difficult to look at it from afar.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

"I don't know which demon king settled here, the chaotic stone mountain Bibotan Chongjiu passed by the treasure land, and bothered!" The voice was loud, but there was a sense of lack of air and pretentiousness when he tasted it carefully.

The sound collides and intersects in the mountains, and the surrounding mountains are high and dense, and the echoes are faint and inaudible.

There is no answer, in the mountains and forests, birds and birds do not fly, animals are difficult to find, and there is a dead silence.

Chongjiuyi is high and bold, although he is seriously injured at this time, the idle people can't help him. Knowing that this place is strange, I don't want to stay too long, so I fly straight away.

At this moment, the white mist around swarmed, and where it could be seen, it was only about one zhang, and the divine consciousness was scattered, and it was only ten zhang away.

No matter how much he Chongjiu tossed left and right, he couldn't find the exit, and he asked himself to fly thousands of feet away, and the white fog around him showed no sign of decreasing.

Knowing that he was trapped, he was not bumping around like a headless fly, and when he returned to the original place, the bluestone was still clearly visible, and the white mist flowing on the stone wall was like a waterfall, although there was a waterfall, but there was no sound of the waterfall, it was really a wonder.

Looking around, the corners of Chongjiu's mouth sneered slightly.

"That's fine. Let me see who the hell you are?"

This direction is the direction of the descent, the longer you walk, the deeper the roots and the lush trees, the canopy of the trees obscures the sky and the sun, the white mist becomes more and more scarce, the vision becomes clearer, and a branch obscures the path covered by the shrubs.

"It's kind of interesting. "The road in front of him, Chongjiu is very sure, it is not naturally formed, it is more like a man, a beast, the way of traveling, for some reason, it is gradually deserted, so that it is difficult to identify.

Further ahead, a slanted stone tablet blocked the way, Chongjiu used the gun in his hand to remove the blocked branches and leaves, dust, and two lines of words came into view.

"Thorns climb 800 miles, and there are few roads in ancient times."

Continue to move along the path, vaguely see some hazy lights in the distance, and then closer, a reckless ancient temple stands at the end, look up, three antique big characters are written on the horizontal plaque, Muxian Nunnery, the handwriting is self-contained, very stylish.

"Thorn Ridge?! Chongjiu saw the oblique ancient monument, and had five guesses in his heart, looking at this ancient temple at this time, it was determined that eight or nine out of ten.

"There are friends from afar, fluffy and shining, can you have a drink?" There is nothing in front of the temple, I don't know when a few old people appeared, a stone table with a wine jug, a few cups, and a few plates of rare and exotic fruits, faintly a smell of apricot blossoms wafted into the nose, the vines on the ancient trees around the ancient temple extend outward, blooming flowers, the petals are red, yellow, orange, purple, white, blue light, illuminate a field, at this time it looks beautiful, like a fairyland, there is a faint young girl in the distance, the natural singing voice, seems to be far and near, ethereal.

"Pretending to be a ghost. Chongjiu secretly said in his heart, if he didn't know the true face of this old man, Chongjiu might have been bluffed by them, but at this time, he was seriously injured and trapped here, so it was not good to turn his face directly.

"I'll play with you first. ”

Chongjiu arched his hand and said: "Passing by the treasure land, there are many disturbances, climbing the mountain and worshiping the door, a few people have been waiting for a long time!"

Looking closer, these tree spirits, I don't know how many years they have lived, they have attained the Tao in their old age, the eighteen gongs of the fairy wind and bones, and the four thorn ridges composed of the frosty and rich lonely straight man, the green sideburns and the empty man, and the humble color and the clouds.

"I have heard the name of the five demons of the Heavenly Dao for a long time, and I am fortunate to see one of them today, it is a blessing for us, a glass of turbid wine, simple melons and fruits, I hope King Feng will not mind. The eighteenth old man's face was full of gentle smiles, and he invited Chongjiu to take a seat.

"You have a heart, before drinking, this king has a reluctant request, and I hope you will fulfill it. ”

"Oh, King Feng, please say, I know that it can be done, and I will never refuse. The lonely and straight man was in good spirits, and said proudly, as if there was nothing in Thorn Ridge that they couldn't do.

"I heard that there is a well-known apricot fairy in Thorn Ridge, with the appearance of sinking fish and falling geese, and singing and dancing are a must, why not invite, singing and dancing, isn't it beautiful?"

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

"You!"

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