This ascending powerful aura formed a murderous cyclone outside Teng Desire's body. It was as if the blades were spinning rapidly, and the void of cutting clicked. It's not just their strength that comes with this, it's the hatred they've had for years.

At this moment, it burst out!

"Open the exit!" Teng Desire's eyes were blazing, and he waved his hand, but as soon as he saw the evil monk slap the ground, the ground immediately sinked, like water ripples, spreading in a circle.

"It's really not a long brain, the ancestor will watch you come out?" The words of the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple were full of mockery.

But seeing that at the feet of Teng Desire, behind the ground, the old ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple who was dressed in a golden robe was not as tough as his tone.

This is the second time he has been forcibly disturbed to wake up, this awakening is very slow, and it will be backlash, after all, he has been sitting for thirty years in order to possess this short sword!

In the past thirty years, his mind has been completely exhausted, and it has only developed a slight connection with the short sword.

This connection is very fragile, and the fragility makes him pour countless blood and even Shou Yuan at the expense, because it is extremely difficult, so that he knows that if he controls it, he will definitely gain a lot.

You can even step into the coveted realm of semi-saints and directly become the number one powerhouse second only to the Fish Sect!

The first time he woke up was after Teng Desire's arrow pierced through the Fuhu Tower, disturbing him. Thinking that this son was hunted down and killed by the Hunting Pavilion, he didn't want to participate in this troubled water, he couldn't let Teng want to die, and he didn't want to be disturbed by the strong man of the Hunting Pavilion in the end.

But after all, Teng Xuan provoked the majesty of his Great Dragon Temple in full view of everyone, and it was impossible to let it go, so he could only bring it back and imprison it, and wait for the arrival of the Hunting Pavilion.

This awakening had actually interfered with his connection with the dagger and his control over Sugar Candy. Fortunately, after letting the evil monk bring back Teng Desire, he continued to fall into retreat, but he never expected that only a few hours had passed, and he would be disturbed again.

The ancestor of Dalong Temple was naturally extremely displeased, especially when he saw that Zhiyin had released so many monks in order to save his life, and he was even more desperate to help Teng open the cage where Tangtang was imprisoned.

He was already furious, and he was extremely disappointed in Zhiyin, but thinking that the other party was an outsider, not his original disciple of the Great Dragon Temple, he also had murderous intentions in his disappointment!

"Go back to Benzu!" he scolded, raised his calloused hand, appeared with a golden light and slapped it at the exit that was about to be opened.

The moment the exit was opened, endless golden light burst out, Teng Yu snorted coldly, swung a thumping punch, and shouted: "Eight people in one, one punch with eight times the strength!"

Boom!

The Holy Realm palmed against eight times a punch, the golden light was like a tiger, and the white light was like a dragon, and it collided violently at the corner of the opening, bursting out with terrifying fluctuations in an instant, splashing layers of fleeting qi waves.

The sound of a boom shook the entire upside-down space, and the ground frantically churned like a sea of clouds.

At the moment when the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple showed his disdain, he was followed by seven roars in a row, one punch overshadowed one punch, and hit his palm repeatedly. Seven fists were thrown into the sky, and a banging sound was heard around the exit, and the originally unbreakable earth exploded and turned into black mist in an instant.

Death Hell, Open!

"You-!" The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple jumped his eyelids, and he opened his mouth silently, he only felt the tiger's mouth numb, and the murderous aura that burst out with eight punches in a row spread all over the four directions, alarming the whole mountain!

"Open it for me!" Teng wanted to roar in the immortal aura, the white light in his right hand condensed, and he punched again, blasting towards the exit.

Boom Boom!

Eight in a row, deafening and earth-shattering!

Under the roar echoing, this punch condensed the immortal power, and the power was given away, and the exit completely exploded into a large hole with a diameter of one zhang, the black mist rolled, and the golden light dimmed.

The ancestor of the Dalong Temple was unstable, and flew out directly upside down, crashing into the Fuhu Pagoda not far away.

This collision seemed to collapse in a circle, the spinning Taiji diagram stopped with a hum, and the screams around it also stopped abruptly, casting unbelievable glances one by one.

But the most unbelievable thing was the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple himself, his right hand received a total of fourteen punches before and after, and the entire right arm was bloodshot red, as if it was about to explode.

"The art of the unity of the Five Tiger Mountains...... Eight people are superimposed, and they enter the two spirits, not bad!" The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple moved his right hand, and the holy light wandered, and most of it recovered in an instant.

He sneered and jumped up suddenly, clasped his hands together and slapped it fiercely, looking at the Teng Desire that was about to come out, and suddenly spoke: "The holy will is supreme, the Dharma is boundless...

One thought of hiding, suppressing the Nine Shadows!"

In the middle of his words, a large amount of golden light emanated from his body, constantly expanding, and instantly a zhang high, with the color of compassion, the intention of purifying all sentient beings, steadily blocking the exit, and forcing back the Tengsheng who had just poked his head out.

It's an illusory Jizo King Buddha!

"You have sinned so much that you need to endure immeasurable eons, and you will go to the Nine Shadows Reincarnation to comprehend the true self and understand this life. The King Buddha of Jizo opened his mouth, and his voice was still the ancestor of Dalong Temple, and the Buddha's light was shining, so that everyone was afraid when he saw it.

"Sanctimonious, a bunch of nonsense, when will it be your turn to preach!" Teng Yu treated him coldly, waved his hand and turned out the stone bow, and pulled it hard.

Superimposed eight times the force, suddenly under the shock, the earthquake force is like a landslide and the ground cracks, rolling and spreading, forming an indestructible, unstoppable sweeping force.

Like the waves of the sea, one wave is higher than the other, slapping on the body of the ancestor of Dalong Temple.

Every time the shock force is like an invisible big hand, the hidden phantom that is hit is uncertain, and the ancestors of the Great Dragon Temple inside the attack are churning, and the cultivation even collapses.

However, he couldn't retreat, he couldn't avoid it, and in order to stabilize the situation, he could only bear it stubbornly.

The first earthquake, the golden light was scattered, and the waves were not shocked.

In the second shock, the phantom was uncertain and the blood was churning.

In the third earthquake, the repair was unstable and collapsed.

"Damn... If it weren't for the Ancestor's death, I wouldn't have allowed this stone bow to still be on you!" The Ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple snorted, and under the collapse of his cultivation, the Dizang Phantom outside his body disappeared in an instant.

The moment his body was confined, the other four shocks followed, and his expression finally changed drastically.

"No, Fu Hu descends the dragon Tai Chi Zhuan!" he shouted in his heart, but his mind was already exhausted, in order to completely possess the short sword, he had become extremely weak for thirty years, and his life was approaching!

The call in his heart was still a step late, and after the fourth shock roared, it directly knocked him back again.

"Fuhu, suppress!"

The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple bit the tip of his tongue violently at the moment of rewinding, forcibly refreshing himself, his face was hideous, and he raised his hand to slap it. But I saw that the body of the Fuhu Pagoda flew up violently and pressed towards the exit.

Suddenly colliding with the fifth shock, its tower body was slightly stunned, completely crushing the shock, and it was about to come completely.

However, at this moment, Teng Desire followed the last two shocks, flew and jumped, picked up his fist, and struck again!

Together with the remaining two shocks, a total of ten times the force, it was like the impact of a mountain torrent, comparable to the majestic cultivation of the three spirits of the Holy Spirit, and the Fuhu Pagoda buzzed and directly reversed.

Boom!

The sound was like a landslide, echoing like the ground cracking, and the ten-zhang tall brass Fuhu Tower smashed into the stone wall opposite, crushing countless cages, splashing a large amount of blood and severed limbs, screaming again and again.

It even hit the entire two-hundred-zhang tall natural boulder and shook the whole body, setting off a circle of sensational air waves in all directions.

Northern Wilderness, shock!