But listening to Zhu Yu, he seemed to be coughing even more, his face was sometimes pale and sometimes red, as if he hadn't come out to breathe through for many years, and it was not a big deal to be a monk of the Extraordinary Great Perfection.

And when he was about to become suspicious, he found that the exit was slowly opening under the pinching of the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple, and a ray of bright sun light sprinkled in, making his eyes that were used to darkness a little uncomfortable.

"No!" Although his eyes were not adapted, he found that the old man's skin was becoming more and more red, and the black hole in the center of the old woman's eyebrows was also shining.

According to common sense, it is normal for the mutated red skin of the other party to be conspicuous in the dark, but it should be weakened in the sun. But now not only is it not weakened, but it is becoming more and more vivid and more dazzling.

The exit was already wide open, and he and Pang Dan and the others were in the front row, and the sun was shining on them, warm.

However, Teng Xuan's restless heart climbed to the extreme, only to see that the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple swept his eyes, revealing a smug look, clapped his hands again, and shouted: "Upside down and disappear, the power of the remnants, now!"

The vision protrudes!

But seeing that the Qing couple and Pang Dan, as well as Zhu Yucang Xingzi, a total of five people, the original mutated colors on their bodies were completely illuminated by the sun, and they instantly emitted a dazzling light.

At this moment, it frantically grew and expanded, as if it had mutated into a monster, devouring its host.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar.

But seeing that the blue light in Cangxingzi's eyes wrapped his head in the blink of an eye, fluctuating like a wave, sweeping his whole body with an irresistible force that had been dormant for many years, and finally turned into a cyan light, and the power of wisps of water echoed, reverberating violently, and the scalp was numb.

The old man and the old lady of the Qing clan had already been swallowed up in the screams, and the old man turned into a round of red light, like the sun, exuding bursts of scorching air. The old lady was completely corroded by the black hole in the center of her eyebrows, and turned into a soul-stirring black light in the misery.

And that Zhu Yu, under the rapid cough, became more and more pale, bloodless, and white light came out of his mouth. Pang Dan changed the least, only a yellow light flashed up and down his body, and he let out a scream as if he had been torn apart.

However, the mutation of this scene is only the beginning, and the aura emitted after this complete mutation is the source of the real uneasiness of Teng Desire.

Teng wanted to look at the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple and snorted coldly, and was about to smash out of the Fuhu Pagoda with a wave of his hand, only to see that the other party immediately shouted: "Seal the seal, seal this son, seal this mountain!"

With a bang, under the frightened desire, a strong sealing force, with the mutation of these five people, burst out together.

A round of red sun, like the scorching sun in the sky, a ball of green water, like the boundless sea, black and white light, like yin and yang, golden embellishment, colorful!

But it is not the Five Elements, nor the Four Saints, but a desolate breath, which directly seals the exit, and even condenses a colorful big hand, slapping towards Teng Desire.

"This is ......" Teng wanted to sigh lightly, his pupils shrank slightly, not looking at the big hand that came from the oppression, but at the back of the big hand.

There were a few bulges on the back of the hand, but when I looked at it, I saw that it was nothing, and when I looked at it again, I found that it was a mountain!

Mountains that rise from the back of your hand!

Teng Desire jumped down in fright, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he went straight to the ancestor of Dalong Temple, and with a wave of his hand, Fuhu Pagoda slammed down, hitting the opponent's face.

"Hahahaha, if you kill the ancestor, you will never be able to get out again!" The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple laughed wildly when he was in pain.

He raised his hand and slapped it on his forehead, and immediately a wisp of memory surfaced, and then said: "Don't you like memories very much, do you want this memory of the ancestor to break the seal?" ”

"Madman, I said I wouldn't kill you, but I can't allow you to make waves like that. ”

"Hey, hey, stinky little ghost, Benzu can't fulfill his wishes, don't think about it...

Wu'er, let's go!" The ancestor of Dalong Temple came to Zhiwu, injected the memory into the other party's eyebrows, slapped it fiercely, and directly hit the five-color seal.

"No... No... Father-!" Zhiwu's body rolled uncontrollably in the scream, and that trace of memory exploded, blending with the seal, allowing him to penetrate directly and fly outside the exit.

"Let's go, let's go, go to the Fish Sect, go to the Fish Sect!!" the old ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple shouted in his urging, and his desperate eyes revealed a trace of relief, a trace of relief, and a trace of no regrets!

Teng Xiang snorted coldly, and didn't care about it at all, the sins of the Great Dragon Temple were already known to everyone, and a small fish whose cultivation was extraordinary and fell, he really didn't care about it.

"Go out and move the rescuers, you waste child, who was injured by a stone arrow, fell extraordinarily, it's a blessing not to die!"

"Hehe, as long as you haven't gone out yet, what's the use of knowing the sins of your ancestors?

Think about it for yourselves, will the Fish Sect care about you waste, or will it care about the ancestor?" the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple spoke proudly, still arrogant, still high.

Even if you look at Teng Wanting to gallop forward, even if you know that you will definitely die, you will never frown again.

He is a strong man in the Holy Realm, and he has the pride that belongs to him, even if he dies, he must have a straight waist and hold his head high!

He didn't choose to escape, after Teng wanted to subdue the Fuhu Dragon Twin Towers and Taiji Tu, he knew that he didn't have the slightest chance of winning, even if he fled, he couldn't escape.

"Say you're old and confused, or really old and confused, have you forgotten the art of oneness? It used to be eight people, but now it's eighty. Teng Xiang chuckled, stepping all the way, Fuhu Pagoda retracted, resisting the big hand behind him.

The ancestor of Dalong Temple was stunned for a moment, as if he had forgotten, as if he had ignored it, and when he saw Teng want to slap him on the head, he suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig: "No... No!"

"Soul search!" Teng wanted to slowly speak, the immortal power continued to pour in, he not only wanted to search for souls, but also to destroy the other party's mind, enslave the other party's body, and turn into his strongest puppet!

A scream echoed, and the lustful gaze was sometimes cold and sometimes happy, moody.

In the middle of the night, this poor old bald donkey with little vitality had a weak heart, and he was kept to the end of his holy cultivation but did not have time to show it, his mind collapsed directly, his eyes were godless, he turned into a walking corpse, and directly became a puppet of desire.

A puppet of a Saint Realm powerhouse!

"It's still too weak...... Teng Yi muttered, his brows furrowed slightly, and he retracted his palm, his words were not aimed at this puppet, but at the monks around him.

The eighty people and oneness technique he had mentioned before was indeed extraordinary, but the problem was that the cultivation of these monks was, on average, roughly the appearance of the middle stage of mortal transformation.

Too weak.

Although the technique of this body is a multiple of the number of people, it also needs to be about the same cultivation, and if the gap in cultivation is too large, it will be greatly discounted.

Although there are many people now, there are too few strong people, except for himself and this Holy Realm puppet, the strongest is only the one-eyed middle-aged, but it is only the transcendent three spirits.

For today's situation, it is completely inadequate.