With Xia Yao in one hand and a gun in the other, Tang Yin rushes into the Shenchi people. With the spirit gun in his hand, several Shenchi disciples are affected, and they scream and fall to the ground. Tang Yin also breaks out of the encirclement.
Seeing this, Chen contemptuously cried out: "chase! Chase! Never let a thief take away the virgin! " As he spoke, he reached out to his men and said, "take the bow!"
As soon as his voice fell, a guard handed over a heavy steel bow. Chen Yao takes it, shakes his hand, and then pulls out a steel arrow, aiming at Tang Yin, shoots out a spirit arrow.
The speed of the spirit arrow was so fast that the wind broke into a sharp roar. Tang Yin, who was heading north, didn't even return. Only when the arrow reached him, did he suddenly sweep out a rifle.
With a clang sound, the powerful and heavy spirit arrow was swept by the spirit gun and flew out in the air. Chen Yao clenched his teeth secretly. This time, he picked up three spirit arrows between his fingers, put on the bowstring and shot at Tang Yin again.
This time, the arrow he shot was no longer straight. Instead, he drew an arc in the air and nailed it to Tang Yin's back heart.
At this time, the top of Tangyin mountain is the end of the cliff. He stopped, turned back, looked at the three magic arrows flying strangely, and sneered at the corners of his mouth.
He narrowed his eyes and saw the first one. He shook his hand and threw it out. The flying spear and the roaring arrow collided in the air. Both of them rebounded to the ground. He just blocked the next arrow, and the second one arrived.
Tang Yin twisted his body and dodged the arrow as soon as he was about to get close to him. However, at this time, the third spirit arrow had already shot in front of him, only three inches from the tip of his nose.
At such a short distance and with such a fast speed, no one can dodge. What's more, Tang Yin is unarmed and has no chance to block.
Chen Yao's gloomy expression finally showed a glimmer of joy. Just when he thought that the other side was going to die under his own arrow, Tang Yin suddenly raised his hand and seized the spirit arrow which was close at hand. However, the force of the arrow was too strong and its inertia was terrible. Tang Yin caught the arrow, but he also flew backward under its impulse.
Now, he was standing on the edge of the cliff, this inverted fly out, the whole person has been suspended. Chen Yao's face just showed the joy of the moment disappeared, replaced by panic.
It doesn't matter if the other party is killed, but the saint is still in the other party's hand. If even the saint is killed, even if he has a hundred heads, he can't afford to make up for it. He couldn't help but cry out and roared: "save the holy daughter quickly"
however, the people in the holy pool are still a long way from the cliff. If he wants to rush to the rescue, where can he come in time.
The crowd almost helplessly watched Tang Yin and Xia Yao fly out of the cliff and fall straight down.
Chen Yao's head was buzzing. He felt that the world was spinning and he almost sat on the ground on the spot. At this time, he even had the heart of death. The steel bow that had been miraculous fell to the ground and stood there, stupefied.
When the people in the Shenchi Lake were scared out of their wits, they heard a muffled sound. A black shadow shot straight into the air from the bottom of the cliff. People took a breath. When they looked up, they saw that the dark monk who had just fallen off the cliff had wings on his back and took off. Meanwhile, the saint Xia Yao was tightly encircled in his arms.
All the people present were surprised and pleased by this situation. They were glad that the saint was safe and sound. To their surprise, the cultivation of this dark spiritual cultivator was so unfathomable.
It is not difficult to use the spirit of armor to change the wings. The difficult thing is that the wings can make people take off. Their accomplishments have at least broken through the spiritual realm and reached the realm of true spirit. In other words, when it comes to the cultivation above spiritual disillusionment, the opponent can not only make himself soar into the air, but also carry a person, which is even more difficult.
Tang Yin's huge black wings fluttered slowly. He held Xia Yao in his arms and soared around in the air. Then, with a long smile, he turned around and flew straight to the north.
At this time, all the talented people came back to their senses one after another. People were full of panic, and they all picked up their bows and arrows. Their sharp points were aligned with Tang Yin, who was flying farther and farther away. When they made a gesture, they had to shoot their arrows. Chen Yao's body suddenly a shock, the urgent voice stops a way: "don't shoot the arrow!"
"My Lord, the thief is going to take the virgin away!" One of the guards was sweating and shrieked.
Chen Yao had no choice but to smile bitterly. Looking at the figure of black spots in the air, he said: "as long as the saint is still alive, we can still find a way to rescue the saint and make up for our mistakes. But once the saint falls with the thief, we will not even have the chance to make up for the past."
Hearing what he said, people raised their bows and arrows and put them down one after another. What Chen Yao said is not unreasonable. Even if the thief can be shot now, then the virgin will surely die. Who can afford this responsibility!
"If elder Nie was there, how could the thief escape so easily?" A guard stomped his feet.
His words immediately resonated with the people around him. People all nodded. It was strange that Nie Changlao had gone so long. Why hasn't he come back? Is it because he can't come to the oracle of the holy king?Nie Zhen did not invite Guanghan to listen to the instructions. It was not that Guanghan would not help him, but that he did not even see the people listening to Guanghan.
When Nie Zhen rushed back to the palace of Shenchi City, he explained his intention to the guards. The leader of the guard immediately said that the holy king was not in the palace at all, but led a group of elders to the north to meet the invading wind troops.
It was not until this time that Nie Zhen knew that the FengChuan allied forces had already invaded the Shenchi massively. The holy king and the elder Dongfang yehuai attacked separately to meet the enemy. Now, Shenchi city is almost empty, and there is no more surplus manpower to mobilize.
How can those who don't invade the temple, if they can't get into the temple early, if they don't get the emperor's command, they can't get into the temple?
He came at a good time and came back when he was frustrated. When he was halfway there, he met his disciples who came to him in a hurry. The disciple told him all about what happened at the temple after Nie Zhen left.
Nie Zhen after hearing, the body is a shock, almost fell from the horse.
It's a big thing that the saint is hijacked. What's more, the thief is still the secret spiritual cultivator he wants to capture. The saint is taken away under his nose. This responsibility should be borne by him alone.
The old man was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He urged the horses and rushed back to the temple. When he came back, the staff of the sacred pool were cleaning the battlefield and washing the residual blood on the ground. People hung their heads one by one, like defeated cocks.
Seeing Nie Zhen, Chen Yao immediately went to meet him and said, "elder Nie, you are back. Something happened just now"
Nie Zhenli ignored him. He turned off his horse and rushed directly to the side door of the temple. Then, the old man lifted his leg and kicked the side door open, and rushed into the temple.
At this time, the saints gathered in the hall, and suddenly saw Nie Zhen break into the door. All the girls were scared. Nie Zhen's old face turned blue, looked around for a week, and asked in a sharp voice, "what about the other dark spiritual practitioners? Hand them over now
The maids shook their heads in surprise and fear.
Nie Zhen glared at them and turned to Chen Yao who stood in a daze outside the door and roared: "what are you afraid of doing outside? Don't let your people in yet? If you let go another person, you will have your head
Chen Yao finally came back to God. In the anger of Nie Zhen, he did not mind taboo. He waved to the people around him and said, "quick! Please follow me in and search. You must find the other secret spiritual practitioners
He rushed into the temple with a group of guards and searched the inside and outside of the temple. As a result, he found no other dark spiritual practitioners. Instead, he found dozens of corpses in the side hall. It seems that they have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, but their clothes are still in good condition.
The guards carried the corpses into the main hall and arranged them in a long row. The maids on the scene, who had never seen such a terrible scene, could not help but scream out, covered their eyes and retreated in a shivering mass.
Only by their reaction, Nie Zhen had judged that these mummies were not the objects of the temple. So, who brought them in? The old man frowned, squatted down, looked at the corpse carefully, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his brain flashed with a flash of light and whispered: sacrifice to death! Do they concentrate all the aura on one person through death sacrifice to help that person escape?
What kind of person could make these dark spiritual practitioners willingly die for him? Nie Zhen couldn't understand and shook his head.
He stood up, with a gloomy face, and turned and walked out. Chen Yao rushed to catch up with him and asked in a low voice: "Nie Changlao, these mummies"
"find a hidden place and bury them all. Remember, this matter can't be mentioned to anyone!" Nie Zhen looks back at him, coldly warning way.
"Villains understand." Chen contemptuously nodded and asked, "where is elder Nie going now?"
"Of course, it's to track down the whereabouts of the thief, release the thief and forcibly take away the saint. Once the king knows about it, you and I can't bear it!" Nie Zhen glared at him fiercely.
Chen Yao was sweating and said, "yes, yes, yes! The villain goes after the thief with elder Nie. In any case, he must rescue the saint! "
Nie Zhen gazed at him and asked, "is the saint really forcibly taken away by the other party?"
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