[I watched the ball game in the morning, the update was late, I'm very sorry, the second update is probably before twelve o'clock in the evening.] 】

With the tragic death of the Raven Lord, and with the end of the battle between Teng Desire and the evil monk, the South Outer Ring finally regained peace, and the early morning of this day is destined to be remembered by all monks.

A young man rises with the wind, stepping on the northern wilderness, robbing the spiritual treasure, playing the ancestors with a flamboyant tongue, the fairy spirit is surround and the battle is extraordinary, the crow master, the evil monk, the place where he passes is frightened, and the sky is invincible with an arrow!

"A little ghost is a little ghost, no matter how strong it is, even if you don't get killed, you have to die of exhaustion. ”

"That Heaven Hunting Arrow is so powerful, it actually penetrates the Holy Realm Supreme Treasure Fuhu Tower!"

"That's, that's a treasure from the Hunting Pavilion, if it weren't for the Fuhu Tower, the evil monk would have died long ago. ”

"It's not a good thing to kill one less than one. ”

The monks who had retreated back to their respective mountain gates were finally able to vomit and speak freely, and the shadows in their hearts gradually disappeared, and they breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the midst of their discussion, a light wind suddenly arose on the seventh mountain, and some of the dirt from the land where he had passed out was blown to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there stood a girl with a beautiful face and an elegant posture, her long hair blown by the wind, and her smooth forehead was dripping with sweat. Her face was flushed, she gasped slightly, as if she was hurrying up the mountain.

It was Ru Yan.

"Go to the sixth mountain, wait for me to come back!" These soils carried a trace of immortal consciousness of desire, and after the words came out, the soil surrounded Ru Yan, containing a whole wisp of immortal power, as if protecting her.

Ru Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, she came down from the sixth mountain and climbed up the seventh mountain, but she was still a step late, and watched Teng want to be put away by the Fuhu Pagoda and return to the Great Dragon Temple.

She was at a loss, not knowing what to do, and when she heard these familiar words, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Glancing at the direction of Dalong Temple, he smiled like a smile, his eyes showed expectation, and he returned to the sixth mountain.

At this moment, nearly two thousand zhang away from the seventh mountain, there is a magnificent Daxiong Treasure Hall, which sits on a natural boulder.

It is one of the four small sects of the Northern Wilderness, the Great Dragon Temple!

This boulder is so big, the whole body is blue and black, like a small mountain, more than 200 zhang high, guarding the pass leading to the Central Ring, on both sides are heavily guarded stone mountains, surrounding a circle, and the outer ring area to divide the obvious boundary.

On the left side of this blue-black boulder, a mighty and domineering tiger is carved into life. On the right side, there is a dragon carved with clouds and mist, which is vivid, just like a dragon and tiger picture.

It can be seen clearly from a hundred zhang away, and one or two can be seen clearly from a thousand zhang away.

The hill-like boulders have no access to the Central area, as if they are blocked. Only in the mountain gates on the stone hills on the left and right sides can there be a mountain road leading to Central, but it is not for ordinary monks to step into.

A stone mountain on the left is bronze-colored, and the one on the right is brass-colored, both of which are more than 100 zhang high, and it seems to correspond to the dragon and tiger, like the attachment of this big dragon temple.

At this moment, in front of this Daxiong Treasure Hall, on a square with a diameter of about ten zhang, after the Fuhu Pagoda returned, it turned into a pale golden light again, and returned to the ground like a great injury.

Only the desire that is still in a state of death and the evil monk who is dying are left.

"Take Zhiyin down, take out this stone arrow ......" A powerful voice echoed, it was a warrior monk with a vigorous posture.

He was tall and dignified, with a black mole on his left eyebrow, which was imposing, and he was draped in a red shirt that showed off his strong muscles.

Its cultivation is also a half-step holy realm!

In addition to him and some disciples, in the mid-air outside the square, there were several monks who seemed to be watching the excitement. A glamorous woman in a red dress, a big-headed doll shaking her head, and a storyteller.

The cultivation of these three people all have the appearance of extraordinary consummation, but when they saw the woman in the red dress, they first glanced at the warrior monk, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss my sister and me?"

The warrior monk was stunned for a moment, ignored her, and the woman didn't care, but turned to look at Tengyu, and suddenly became interested, and said with a smile: "Such a cute young man, the meat must be delicious and juicy." ”

"Is there a cute baby?" the big-headed doll stared at the woman's chest, raised her head, and spoke very confidently.

The woman in the red dress glared at the other party and scolded: "Stinky little baby, where to look." ”

"Isn't it just for people to see, otherwise it won't grow. The big-headed doll couldn't take his eyes off it, and what he said was reasonable.

"Big head, big head, you're going to be eaten by her like this. The storyteller said, as if he was quite jealous of the woman.

"What are you afraid of, this baby is so cute, she can't bear to swallow it. ”

During their conversation, the warrior monk's face was solemn, and he asked several disciples behind him to quickly carry the evil monk to the main hall. Then he looked at Teng Ling, who was motionless and unconscious, and snorted coldly: "Zhiyun Zhifeng, order the two of you to imprison this son in the Nine Shadows Death Prison,!"

Before the warrior monk finished speaking, the expressions of the remaining disciples all changed greatly, and they all seemed to be extremely afraid of this so-called Nine Shadows Death Prison, and their hearts were pounding.

"Nine Hells of Death? Wow, this baby hasn't been there yet. The big-headed doll was breathing heavily, and seemed to want to go there immediately.

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, looked at Teng Xiang and shook his head slightly, "A generation of amazing teenagers, it's a pity, but about what you did before, sir, I will definitely make a good note, just take it as the content of tonight's storytelling." ”

But seeing that two young disciples immediately flew out of the main hall, one with a body like the wind, and the other with a pace like a cloud, and a famous Zhiyun, the two looked close, like twins, and their cultivation was like the appearance of the three transcendent spirits.

Zhiyun sat on the east side, and Zhifeng crossed his knees on the west side, both chanting words with their hands folded. If you look down from the sky, you will find that this huge square is a yin and yang Taiji diagram!

But I saw Zhiyun sitting in the shade and in the east, and Zhifeng sitting in the yang and in the west. After a moment, both hands glowed a faint gold and slapped to the ground together.

"Dragon and Tiger, Wind and Cloud, Yin and Yang Open!" Zhiyun and Zhifeng spoke at the same time, and their hands on the ground twisted fiercely, but when they saw this huge Taijitu Square, they immediately made a roaring sound.

The entire square seemed to be slowly rotating, and when the passage to the Nine Hells of Death was opened, a black crack appeared in the center of the Taiji diagram, which became larger and larger as it rotated.

With a buzz, the entire square turned into a bottomless black hole, bursting out with a monstrous cold aura, turning into a big black hand that grabbed the fainting Teng Desire and rolled it down.

Na Zhiyun and Zhifeng followed, and immediately after, the yin and yang in the roar of the square combined, closing the passage and returning to the way it was before.