[I'm so sorry, Xiaolou had insomnia last night, and I can't open my sleepy eyelids today, and I usually solve a chapter in an hour or two, and I wrote most of the day today. 】

At this moment, he took back a wisp and a half of immortal power that was converted by the Raven Lord before his death, and replenished the consumption of the stone bow and the large-scale Moon in the Well technique before, as well as the volatilization that galloped all the way.

However, there is still a small half wisp, and the current immortal power is in the appearance of nine wisps of three or four, and it is close to the ten wisps of Great Perfection. However, he was not as excited as before, and he suddenly realized that he had overlooked a serious problem.

Although it is simple to increase the immortal power, it is also consumed very quickly, and it will consume as much as half a wisp in a few shots, even if it has reached a layer of immortal power now, it will not last long.

Not to mention that with the warning of the evil monk, it is difficult for Teng to grab the spiritual treasure of this outer ring mountain gate. Secondly, these eight-grade spirit treasures were actually difficult to meet his needs, and he suddenly missed the aura of the divine tree.

That seven-grade aura that can increase a wisp of immortal power at that time!

These thoughts flashed through him, and Teng wanted to suddenly dig out the storage bag that came from that horizontal and rolled a horizontal into it. He reached out and reached directly into the storage bag, pressing it on the top of Yiheng's head, as if he wanted to search for his soul, and Yiheng was so frightened that he immediately shouted: "Don't ...... Don't ......"

After Yiheng was swept into his storage bag by Teng Desire, he witnessed the back and forth of the other party and the evil monk, which made him worry again and again, and he couldn't give up.

Now I found out that Teng wanted to search for his soul, and he must have asked him for his five tigers in one technique, but it was too late just to speak, and he let out a scream like killing a pig in the middle of his headache.

Teng sighed, but also a little helpless, the current situation is changing rapidly, he does not have the slightest time to listen to the other party. I don't believe in Yiheng, if something goes wrong in the process of casting, even the slightest bit will put him in danger, so it's better for him to know it himself.

Under Yiheng's increasingly painful screams, Teng Yi was suddenly stunned, and in this soul search, he suddenly found the memory of the other party's mind about the scene thirty years ago, the memory of the short sword that moved half of the outer ring to fight for it!

Teng Desire's eyes seemed to go back in time, and the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers were reversed one by one, and with the memory of Yiheng, he returned to thirty years ago. I saw the indestructible dagger wherever it passed. His heart suddenly chuckled, setting off a monstrous wave.

"It's ...... What sword ......" Teng wanted to breathe quickly and lost his voice to speak.

The sharpness of this sword, just as the mud and sand slide down, can wipe off the rocks and trees without hindrance, it is already beyond the mundane, and it is absolutely an extraordinary thing!

At the end of his memory, he saw that there was a strong person in the Holy Realm descending, but it was not the evil monk, but the real Holy Realm.

But it's also bald, it's also a monk, and it's also from Dalong Temple!

Teng wanted to think of something suddenly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had some ideas.

He let go of the hand pressed on the top of Yiheng's head, and returned to reality, that is, for a moment, but saw that the large amount of black mist in the sky condensed into a black figure.

Exactly the same as the evil monk, his whole body is as black as ink, like a clone, and his cultivation actually has a half-step holy realm.

Momentum like a rainbow!

"Interesting, such an interesting thing, why didn't you say it earlier?" Teng Xuan seemed to open his mouth to the evil monk, but he was actually asking Yiheng in the storage bag.

He just wanted to obtain a horizontal Five Tigers in one technique to resist the power of this Fuhu Tower, and then kill the evil monk.

Teng Yu had thought about the consequences of killing the other party, and the range of his immortal consciousness was almost 100 zhang now, and he had already felt a few faint wisps of gaze.

The gaze of the Holy Realm powerhouse!

His previous idea was very simple, after killing the evil monk, he immediately worshiped the Great Dragon Temple with a respectful attitude. If the other party is angry, he will leave immediately, and it is a big deal to grab the mountains in this outer ring one by one, breaking through one layer of immortal power, or even two layers of immortal power.

Although the Eight Rank Spirit Treasure is said to be inferior, there are countless mountains in the Northern Wilderness, and there are many of them. No one could detect his breath anyway, and it was a pipe dream to catch him.

On the contrary, Teng Desire can directly step into the range of the four small sects, and be one step closer to the Fish Sect.

However, at present, he wants to enter the Great Dragon Temple even more, and wants to get the short sword. Maybe not necessarily, after all, thirty years have passed, but he still wants to take a look and find out.

Wealth and danger are sought, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger!

Teng Yu took a breath and took out the stone bow in his sleeve, as well as the stone arrow that he had never used!

A bow alone or an arrow alone is not very strong, and only a combination of the two can reveal the power of this treasure.

The white light of Teng Desire's right hand overflowed, and he slowly wiped it on the stone arrow, and then cut his finger at the tip of the arrow, squeezing out a drop of blood and imprinting it on it. He wiped it on the stone bow again, pulled it open, took the stone arrow that almost killed him this time, narrowed his eyes, and aimed at the Fuhu Tower in front of him.

Aim for the Evil Monk inside the Tower.

This Sky Hunting Bow and Sky Hunting Arrow seem to be a long-lost reunion, bursting out with a trace of strong coercion, and it is not weak in the slightest.

"Bald donkey, if you can not die under this arrow, I will definitely be caught!" Teng wanted to speak, his eyes were narrowed and only a slit remained, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, which was intriguing.

He pulled the string to the extreme, and the hand holding the stone arrow emitted an even more intense white light, which seemed to be continuously injected into the body of the arrow.

The aura of the stone arrow was exponentially increasing, Teng Xu's face became pale, as if he had exhausted his strength, the hand that drew the bow trembled, his eyes stared at the Fuhu Tower, and a trace of cold sweat overflowed on his forehead.

This scene was seen by the evil monk one by one, first his pupils shrank, and he was frightened, and then he saw Teng Xiang seem to be working hard, and completely bet the last blow on this arrow.

He didn't know much about the Hunting Gate, although he knew that this Sky Hunting Arrow was extremely extraordinary, and he knew that the power of this arrow was no worse than that of Fuhu Tower, but he still disdained it.

It's just because it's just a sky-hunting arrow, as long as he controls the Fuhu Tower to dodge this arrow, it's the end of everything.

So, why be afraid?

"Kill this monk with one arrow?stinky little ghost, your tone is really getting bigger and bigger!" The evil monk snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he saw that the black mist clone rushed directly towards Tengyu, as if to interfere with the other party.

"Break!"

Teng's face, green tendons burst out, and an arrow shot out, turning into a white dragon, directly penetrating the evil monk's clone.

The speed was unbelievable, and as soon as the evil monk reacted, he saw that his doppelganger was pierced, and white light flashed. With a piercing roar, the stone arrow carried the coercion of the world, and the immortal power reverberated and penetrated the Fuhu Pagoda fiercely.

With a snort, blood splattered, and the stone arrow pierced the evil monk's chest, accompanied by a huge impact, causing him to roll backwards and nail directly to the wall inside the tower. Just like Fang Yin before, it was exactly the same as being nailed to the mountain gate.

"No...... How could it be so fast......" The evil monk's mouth spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and the piercing pain made him tremble when he spoke.

Not only that, but his cultivation was actually dissipating in a frenzy, and the half-step holy realm began to fall in an instant, ten spirits, nine spirits, eight spirits!

"No—!"

His heart was pounding, his expression was sluggish, his face was dead, his pupils were completely dilated at once, and his vision immediately became blurred.

Outside the tower, Teng Xiang was panting and sweating profusely, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he fell to the ground with a bang and rolled down the mountain.

"Impossible...... The monk didn't believe it!" The evil monk looked hideous, gritted his teeth, and slowly raised his hand and waved it fiercely towards the Teng Desire at the bottom of the mountain.

The moment when the Fuhu Tower roared down, it was about to directly crush the desire to do so, but it was slammed and stopped without the control of the evil monk.

"This son, he can't die yet!" An extremely old, old voice as if half a foot had stepped into a coffin came slowly, and the heavens and the earth roared!

"Why!"

"Because he has destroyed the Hunting Gate, bring him back, and wait for the Hunting Pavilion to appear. ”

"No, I'm going to kill him!"

"If you don't die...... old voice seemed to have something to say, and gradually dissipated.

As soon as the evil monk became angry, he spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, looking at the exhausted and fainting desires, his eyes revealed countless torture methods. After looking at it resentfully, he suppressed the monstrous hatred, let the Fuhu Pagoda put away his desire and flew to the Great Dragon Temple.

"Stinky little ghost, when you get to the Dalong Temple, this monk will definitely want you to live rather than die!" The evil monk opened his mouth fiercely, eager to immediately torture Teng Desire to kneel and beg for mercy.

didn't find the desire to carry him to death, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, as if he had succeeded in his general calmness.

It seems that everything is in his plan, seamlessly!