Chapter 112: Uneasy

Teng's shot was ruthless and decisive, and the monks around him applauded again and again.

"I solve... I'll understand!" the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple was frightened, and said with a pale face.

If he still has a chance to take advantage of it before, he can still give it a go. Now there will be no chance of winning at all.

Fuhu Tower is okay to say, the Dragon Descending Tower, even he can't summon it himself, but it floats in front of Tengyu's eyes, and it seems that as long as the other party wants to, he can suppress it at any time.

He really, really hoped that it was all a dream, that it was all fake, and yet everything was so real, so incredible. The Fuhu Pagoda is equivalent to the Three Spirits of the Holy Spirit, but the Dragon Descending Pagoda is a lot higher, which is comparable to the Great Perfection of the Holy Saint!

In this regard, he doesn't talk about the odds of winning, but he is lucky not to die.

The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple did not continue to retreat, he tapped his eyebrows, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The first golden light representing the skull, and a thin thread that can be said to be dull and dull at the moment has been cut alive.

At the same time, Tangtang also trembled, but he hadn't opened his eyes yet. Teng Xu raised his hand and injected a trace of immortal power into her forehead, relieving the sharp pain that had torn in her mind.

"I said... After unraveling... Her life will ......"

"Shut up and keep going!"

"Okay, okay, just be happy. The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple himself was also counterattacked, and he didn't dare to slack off in the pain, and at the same time nodded his hands. The pain as if he had broken his tendons, the pain made him grin, his hands as if they were paralyzed, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

Tangtang is even more painful here, the eyelids are straight, the eye circles are red, and it looks very painful. Teng Xu's brows furrowed, his eyes were complicated, and he injected a trace of immortal power again, and then looked at the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple, and found that the other party did not move, and immediately said unhappily: "Continue to solve, what is the ink?"

"My hand hurts, and I can't use my strength. ”

"Hand hurts, that's okay, I'll help you!" Teng Xu's face was not good, and he stepped forward, raising his hand to search for his soul.

The ancestor of Dalong Temple was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand, and said in horror: "Don't don't, let me slow down." ”

"Slow down? Didn't you say that your hands hurt and you couldn't do it? Why are you so happy now?"

"Can make, can make ......" The ancestor of Dalong Temple is now facing Teng, like a mouse meeting a cat, and his heart has been hanging and can't let go. At this time, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he stretched out his weak hands with difficulty, trembling and pointing at his feet.

"Woo......" But when she saw Tangtang suddenly crying, she couldn't stop her tears anymore and all of them flowed out.

Her eyes were slowly opening, and they seemed to be in pain, and she couldn't help it, but she didn't cry out loud. It seems that no matter how much he has been wronged over the years, he has developed a pitiful appearance of holding back his heart, which makes people feel distressed.

"Don't cry, you're free. Teng Yu said softly, he raised his hand and pressed it on the center of Tangtang's eyebrows, using immortal power to drive away the residual golden light power in the other party's mind.

After a while, Teng Xiang withdrew his hand, a trace of cold sweat overflowing on his forehead, and he seemed to be a little tired.

Everything before and after consumed a lot of his immortal power, first it took a whole wisp to cast the One Technique, and then it took another wisp to subdue the Fuhu Descending Dragon Twin Towers and Taiji Diagram, and finally it took another wisp to run the Fuhu Tower to smash and kill the old bald donkey.

At this moment, from the previous nine wisps to six wisps and one or two.

However, now that he has harvested countless spirit stone pills, as well as nearly ten eight-grade spirit treasures, he is not worried about immortal power.

Of course, if necessary, he still has to turn on a hundred percent of immortal power and eat a few pills of immortal pills to replenish it, after all, if it is consumed endlessly, the immortal power that is sealed will become less and less.

At that time, the seal may be lifted, but the immortal power will also be consumed.

Seeing that the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple had completely severed the connection with Tangtang, Teng wanted to raise his head and look at the more than a dozen monks who still didn't seem to plan to come out, as if they wanted to be like that ugly woman, reluctant to have spiritual treasures, reluctant to remember, and would rather wait than be free.

He knew what they were waiting for, and he stepped out of the Great Dragon Temple, and the sins of the Great Dragon Temple would be exposed to the world.

Coupled with the father-son relationship between Zhiwu and the old bald donkey, the Dalong Temple will surely collapse, and the position of the four small sects in South Central will completely change hands. When the time comes, maybe the new sect will let them go.

But the premise is that this change of ownership is very smooth, otherwise once the South Central is in chaos, the major families will fight for it, and I don't know how long it will take to calm down before it can change hands.

Although Teng wants not to know about this South Central, he has not been to the Wind Whispering City behind the Great Dragon Temple. But the moment I fell into the Dalong Temple Square before, I felt a few strong breaths.

"Since you don't want to come out, I won't force it, old bald donkey, open the exit above. Teng wanted to retract his gaze, and took the lead in flying with sugar candy, heading straight to the top.

The other monks followed one by one, and nearly a hundred of them flew up, and their cultivation was average, and they were all turning into the appearance of the five spirits, which could be described as a rainbow.

The ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple was bitter, smiling bitterly, with a bitter gourd face, he secretly sighed and glanced at Pang Dan and the others intentionally or unintentionally, and with a clapping of his hands, he was about to open the exit above.

Teng Desire found that the suction of this fat meat was getting weaker and weaker, and it seemed that after going out, it would disappear completely, and his expression couldn't help but change.

Not only that, but there was also a little bit of uneasiness that made him feel inexplicable, he looked at Pang Dan, Zhu Yu and Cangxingzi, they didn't seem to have anything unusual, they followed him normally, and even talked and laughed with each other, and looked at Teng Desire from time to time to show their gratitude.

Seemingly, it's business as usual.

But the desire is to have that feeling of uneasiness, and the closer you get to the exit, the stronger this uneasiness becomes.

"What's going on......" he muttered very confused, if he said that these people were the pawns planted by the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple. is ready to kill him unexpectedly before going out, then he is really not afraid, there are two towers of the tiger and the dragon, and it is enough to crush him directly.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with this Tiger Descending Dragon Twin Towers?" Teng Yu looked at the floating twin towers in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, there was nothing wrong with it, and he couldn't help but shake his head, this came from the feeling that everything was normal in the immortal sense.

If he is in the fairy world, he may not dare to guarantee it, after all, they are all immortals, and the strong are like clouds, and he may not be able to see through some immortal magic and immortal techniques.

But in this mortal world, there will never be a mistake, because even if he is the strongest immortal, he may be countless stronger than him in terms of cultivation, but he is still incomparable in the realm, he is a real immortal after all!

He, believing in his own perception, still couldn't get rid of this uneasy emotion.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the exit, he slowed down slightly in his anxiety, and was no longer far ahead all the way, but was gradually caught up by Pang Dan and others.

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