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Mao Hong and Fang Jiu are very similar, they have both witnessed the weakness of Teng Desire, and then witnessed each other's growth step by step.

Immortals, after all, are immortals. This is like a newborn tiger cub, no matter how vulnerable it once was, it will eventually become the overlord of the Megatron Mountains and Forests in the future!

However, Mao Hong and Fang Jiu were not exactly the same, Fang Jiu was going to repay the sins committed in the Sixth Hunting Gate step by step. Fang Jiu was more not like a monk, but a commoner in cloth with a good heart. Mao Hong has his own pursuit and the obsession of becoming an immortal.

On the other side, Sikong Tu stood in mid-air, looking at the momentum of the rainbow, looking at the indestructible nameless short sword, and finally showed a trace of jealousy.

Among the mortal dust, the one who can make him have a jealous color, Teng Desire is the first!

At the same time, he was afraid of it, but also burst out with a strong fighting spirit, a long-lost fighting spirit.

"Old man's arrow, how can you take it away and give it back to me!" Sikong Tu flicked his hand on the string of the Chaos Stone Bow slightly, and suddenly a blood thicker than water attracted force was released.

On Teng's side, the chaotic stone arrows that were collected into the bone tripod were ramming everywhere, although they couldn't get out, but under the force of this attraction, they wanted to fly out with the bone tripod.

"It's not just the arrow, the immortal wants this chaos stone bow!" Teng wanted to rush again, he didn't know what else the other party would do, and he didn't want to know.

Now he just wants to kill the other party as quickly as possible, and he doesn't want unnecessary trouble.

He rolled out the six-path eyes again and looked at Sikong Tu. In an instant, he was about to turn the other party into Shura, but when he transformed, there was a pause, and it seemed that he could not completely transform.

In other words, the process of transformation was infinitely prolonged, Sikong Tu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to know the horror of these two eyes of the six realms, and immediately slapped his forehead in anger, and his body exploded like a self-explosion.

Turned into pieces of minced meat, the power of its own world roared into operation, like chaos at the beginning of chaos, and everything started from scratch. The minced meat condensed one by one, and turned into an earthy yellow arrow!

Transform yourself into an arrow!

The condensation of this arrow actually canceled out the effect of these six eyes, making Teng Yu almost stunned, and these six eyes, which even the white crane could transform, actually resisted here in Sikong Tu.

Anyone's heart is going to be terrified.

At this moment, Teng Xuan had a very strong interest in the origin of this Sikong Tu.

But just when I was thinking about it, after watching the other party turn into an arrow, in the buzz, it came directly through the air, as if it was going to die together.

The nine-colored beads have been used, the eyes of the six realms have failed, and even the wind is gone. He couldn't dodge at all, and instinctively raised his right hand to block.

"Are you crazy?" Teng wanted to eat in pain, and his right hand exploded directly, and he was unstoppable by this earthy yellow arrow through his chest.

"It's you who is crazy, little doll. The sound did not come from this arrow, but from the Chaos Stone Formation not far away.

Followed by a picture of Teng's desire, which made everyone in all directions look at it.

Sikong Tu slowly stepped out of the Chaos Stone Formation intact, just like when it appeared before.

It was as if nothing had happened, everything was an illusion, and the arrow that pierced his chest at the moment was just a doppelganger of the other party.

Teng Desire's expression hesitated, he didn't believe that he, with ten percent immortal power, would no longer be wrong about the distinction between the doppelganger and the body.

"This is ......" Mao Hong in the distance looked back sharply, and suddenly a sigil flickered in his eyebrows.

This sigil was imprinted when he was a child. Previously, there had only been one flicker. That was the moment when I witnessed the feathering and ascension of the ancestor.

This time, after flickering again, he was in a trance, as if he had returned to the past. As far as I can see, it is another scene that is about to be feathered and soaring!

However, the one who ascends is not the desire, but the commonplace!

And this feathering power does not come from Sikong Tu itself, but from the immortal power of Teng Desire!

In an instant, Mao Hong realized the strangeness of this scene, but saw that Sikong Tu was absorbing the immortal power of Teng Desire, making outsiders look like there were signs of feathering and ascending, but in fact, it represented Teng Desire that was about to die!

It's just that Teng Desire didn't notice it at this moment, and his eyes were still looking at Sikong Tu who walked out of the chaotic stone formation!

"Damn, this is illusion, Engong is in trouble!" Mao Hong suddenly had a cleverness, if he didn't know how to do illusion, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see it at all.

In this mortal world, there are not many monks who can use illusions, and even fewer are good at illusions. Now in the scope of this southern city, the monks who are good at illusion, except for Sikong Tu, it is estimated that there is only Mao Hong.

It's just that it's so far away, it's too late to rush over, and it's not possible to cast your own illusion at all, it's just a small thing.

Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly glanced at the wooden sword in his hand and suddenly came to his senses. This wooden sword has been infused with a trace of immortal power by Teng Desire, and there is a faint connection in the dark.

Presumably, the other party should still have some impressions.

At this moment, he was already helpless, Mao Hong turned over, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, wiped it on the wooden sword, and threw it fiercely.

Throw it to the Desire!

"I hope Engong can understand ......" Mao Hong thought silently, his eyes showed expectation, and he resolutely returned to the fight.

The speed of the wooden sword became extremely fast under the blessing of essence blood, and it flew in front of Teng Desire's eyes in an instant, in order not to make Sikong Tu suspicious, Mao Hong just set a general goal, just like in the melee, the chaos of stones piercing through the air is ordinary.

When the wooden sword flew in front of Teng Desire, it seemed to deliberately slow down, and then continued to move forward.

Teng Xu was originally looking at Sikong Tu, who had re-emerged in the Chaos Stone Formation, but was suddenly blocked by this wooden sword, and couldn't help but instinctively take a look at it.

It was just such a glance that made him suddenly feel that this wooden sword was so familiar, and he wanted to see it somewhere, or even touch it.

"It's... Mao Hong's wooden sword?" Teng wanted to doubt, and Mao Hong's memory immediately appeared in his heart.

If you want to say that the most impressive scene for Mao Hong, it must be the illusion of Wanzhong Mountain, the shock that gave him at that time is still fresh in my memory.

Thinking of illusion, Teng's heart immediately chuckled, and in an instant, he thought of something. He didn't look at Sikong Tu who appeared inexplicably, but turned his mind to his chest and made a face.

A face of the slaughter!

The other party is absorbing his immortal power, and he has absorbed most of it. If he reacts any longer, he will run out of immortal power and even die.

The other party seems to know his weakness, and without immortal power, he will be vulnerable.

"Illusion, that big guts, give this immortal death!" Teng wanted to turn out the nameless short sword and slashed at Sikong Tu's neck.

All this, to say a long story, in reality, is just a breath of change.

"No... No way...... You... How did you find out...... "Sikong Tu seems to have been greedily absorbing the immortal power of Teng Desire and getting carried away, and now he realizes that it is too late. (To be continued.) )