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"Shan German, shut up, we didn't expect that there would be a sword from the north and south this time, maybe Chongwu and that person have an unusual relationship, we don't want to be accidentally targeted. ”

"It doesn't matter, that old guy doesn't know where we come from. ”

"The Black Lotus Sect has no thoughts, how should I introduce it next?"

"Now that things are getting a little bit out of hand, we have to be patient. ”

Shan germanium was dissatisfied and snorted coldly: "I covet his punch, if you don't start early, it's really itching." ”

Huang Quan continued: "Wu Nian's punch consumes at least ninety percent of the Yuan Shen True Spirit, even if we take the risk to introduce you, we will have to wait for a long time, but it is not appropriate to let it go, why don't I go and observe it secretly." ”

"No, Huangquan can't show up easily, let the girl who is still wandering in the endless corridor go, she has lost her mind, we can use it with a little training, even if it fails, it is convenient to cut off the relationship. ”

"It's fine. ”

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The petals floated in from the breach in the temple hall, and after continuing to walk for a while, they slowly fell in the middle of Tang'er's eyebrows under the incense case, and the petals kept wriggling, and finally almost completely penetrated into Tang'er's eyebrows, leaving only a black mole the size of a mung bean between her eyebrows.

With a groan, Tang'er slowly opened her eyes.

She was somewhat surprised to find that the injury she thought she was certain to die was long gone, and there was an indescribable power in her body that kept wandering in the spiritual veins.

Thinking of Senior Brother Yuwen who was executed and killed at the temple gate, Tang'er's heart ached, and tears fell, and then she remembered the hateful Sanxiu who was cut off by her last finger sword, and a distorted smile appeared on Tang'er's tear-stained face, coupled with the constant dripping tears and a little black mole between her eyebrows, which reflected her originally delicate face with a gratuitous terror and anger.

As if there was an invisible hand of fate guiding her, Tang'er got out from under the incense case, bypassed a corridor, and walked quickly towards the side hall.

Soon after Tang'er disappeared, Ishikawa dragged his sore and tired body, staggered to this hall, stared at the incense case for a moment, Ishikawa turned around, and followed Tang'er through the corridor in the direction where Tang'er disappeared.

Yin Yin and Shui Ningbing have come to the deepest part of the temple, Shui Ningbing was surprised to get a seven-petal lotus platform halfway, and sighed one after another that it was worthwhile, but Yin Yin failed to find the Taoist book she wanted, but she didn't look too disappointed, after all, a closer look at a few powerful people who were almost at the high end of the cultivation world The battle between life and death is also very beneficial to her own practice.

However, Yin Yin's little loss also disappeared when she saw the three big characters of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the deepest part of the temple.

Entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Yin Yin and Shui Ningbing quickly swept over, Shui Ningbing expressed no interest in this, Yin Yin didn't have time to distinguish carefully, so he pocketed all the hundreds of ancient books inside, and then the two knew that if they didn't hurry up and leave, they would never be able to go out again.

"Sister, aren't you looking for your junior brother?"

Yin Yin's face showed sadness, and he sighed: "You have also seen the scene at the temple gate before, how can he still survive under such an attack? But I still have to look for it, otherwise I won't be at ease even if I go out." ”

Shui Ningbing also sighed: "It's just that I pity your children. ”

Yin Yin's breath stagnated, she was just a joke that was entangled to helplessness, who knew that the person next to her was taken seriously, and now she can't explain more, lest she get darker and darker, and finally it is so dark that she can't tell it.

Seeing that Yin Yin was silent, Shui Ningbing sighed with emotion: "Alas, don't be too sad, isn't what people in our cultivation see the most is the separation of life and death." ”

Yin Yin squeezed out a smile, the eight hardships of life, birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, unbelievable, five yin blazing, so what is this feeling, it is a sour and painful taste, Yin Yin let some sad thoughts fly in his heart, filling the entire chest.

Shui Ningbing didn't dare to say more, and took Yin Yin to search for other places in the Black Lotus Temple.

The ink pool flew out from the almost completely destroyed scroll, feeling the almost empty spiritual veins and the unrejuvenating golden pill, he smiled bitterly, and before he could feel sorry for the damage of his life-saving magic weapon and his own injury, he saw a person walking briskly from far to near.

"You're, the nun who entered the temple with us, and you're still alive?"

Before the ink pool finished his sentence, he hurriedly floated a few zhang distance to the side, looking at a scratch on the ground where he was standing, the ink pool was furious, and the true yuan came out of his body, and he sneered: "The girl who doesn't know the height of the sky has wasted the vitality that your man sacrificed his life to create for you." ”

Hearing the cold words of the ink pool, Tang'er's face became more angry, she screamed, the black light at the center of her eyebrows flashed, and a small black lotus platform appeared from her palm, and the lotus platform instantly became larger, rotating and flying towards the ink pool.

Mochi recognized the origin of the lotus platform at a glance, he tried to squeeze the little remaining true yuan, and even sent a few magic decisions, but he couldn't stop the pressure of the lotus platform, so he had no choice but to retreat again and again, and exclaimed in his mouth: "This is impossible, who are you!?"

A black light flashed in Tang'er's eyes, and she continued to laugh sharply: "Who am I, I am naturally Tang'er, Brother Yuwen's favorite Tang'er, what else do you have to ask?"

"You're crazy. Inkwell threw out a brush-like artifact and began to flee backwards in a desperate manner.

"I'm crazy? Hey, I seem to be crazy, I feel weird, but it's a good feeling, I'm just crazy, and you're going to die. ”

With the exit of the word death, the black lotus platform suddenly dispersed, and the nine-petal lotus smashed the magic weapon that was blocking the way, caught up with the ink pool that had just escaped more than twenty zhang, and all of them hit his back.

Ink Chi fell to the ground, used his last bit of strength to turn his head to look at Tang'er with a distorted face, and muttered: "My dignified Shidan monk was actually killed by you as a slut on the threshold of Ning Dan, what the hell is in your body?"

Tang'er gasped for a moment, took a few steps to the ink pool, and broke his neck with one foot, interrupting the ink pool's last sentence.

"What's in my body? Do I care now? I just know that all of you who go into the ruins deserve to die, and if there is not one left, you all deserve to die. ”

Tang'er, who was talking to herself in a bit of a distraction, suddenly looked up, and then she saw Ishikawa, who had just emerged from the darkness.

Ishikawa looked in equally amazement at Tang'er, who still had one foot on the neck of the inkpool, and her extremely distorted face and hateful gaze.

The silence between the two lasted only a brief snap of a finger.

Then Tang'er let out a suppressed scream, and Ishikawa's angry break sounded at the same time.

The black lotus platform, which was much dimmer in color, flew out again, and hit the purple thunder that appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the two met, they each used a fierce killing move. (To be continued.) )