A Sheng's eyes were quiet: "I just took back my own things."

Ling Tiansu nodded: "With this bow, we can get rid of this predicament and leave here safely."

A Sheng frowned, as if he was unwilling to leave: "I have pulled the bow for a very limited number of times, so I cannot waste it on these ants."

Her target has always been Shura King.

Ling Tiansu said in a weak way: "Sister, your life is gone. How else do you want to kill Shura King? At least now you have successfully seized the holy weapon. First, you will be ready to send back the energy and energy to replenish the energy of the Yuanli?"

"It's different. The Zhunan Bow is a holy weapon. I only recognize one master. Even if I can force my bow and shoot arrows, the number of times is extremely limited. Being able to successfully shoot an arrow is the limit. One arrow leaves the string and turns into a black jade ring, I have to wait another fifty years!"

A Sheng's eyebrows seemed to be locked with the loneliness and loneliness that had been locked for thousands of years. As his eyes fell, the gloom between his eyebrows became clearer. She murmured: "The wedding date is approaching, and the person I want to marry is not him..."

Ling Tiansu was silent. After a long time, no one spoke.

Until the wildfire spread here, it was difficult for the two of them to hide.

Ling Tiansu sighed lightly, touching the black jade ring on her fingertips: "You don't need to pull the bow, just take the bow."

The ancient trees were burning fiercely. Soon, the illusion used by Ling Tiansu also exploded into countless colorful shattered lights and shadows in the fire.

Ling Tiansu gently put his left arm around A Sheng's waist, and stepped hard at the ground with his left foot. The dark earth collapsed and countless cracks were scattered.

The recoil force of the stepping made the two jump high.

Almost at the same time, the moment when the two auras were exposed, the aura of the thirty dark generals came as terrifying as the wind whistled. The aura was deeper and darker than the darkness of the Senming Tribe.

It was like a terrifying monster in the darkness, which opened its huge palms towards the two of them, twisting the entire dark space.

First, it was like the unruly dark fog, when it wrapped the two people into a huge round body.

Ling Tiansu and Asheng had thirty identical huge faces from all directions, almost next to the huge ancient realm above their heads, and their chin had already penetrated into the dark earth and could not see the full picture.

Only those pairs of red vertical pupils, with supreme magic power, stare at you from all directions, as if deep in the abyss, moved by the staring of an evil abyss beast.

Ling Tiansu and A Sheng were all cold, as if the temperature in their bodies had been drained and were soaked in the water of the underworld, as if the soul was about to freeze.

The dark aura was rapidly concentrated, and it was bound to swallow them all without leaving any left.

Ling Tiansu's fingers slowly pulled out the ring on her fingertips and turned into a pitch-black longbow.

The bow body is intertwined in the darkness, and the red and blue colors are quite heavy. The bow surface is carved with this dark pattern of unknown meaning, mysterious and ancient.

When he looked down at Zhu Angong, Ling Tiansu's dark blue eyes were filled with a strange light.

He delivered the Zhuan Ankong to A Sheng's palm, but what he received was A Sheng's annoyed voice: "Everyone said I can't pull the bow."

Ling Tiansu paused word by word: "You hold the bow, I'll do it."

A Sheng laughed in a fury: "This bow is the weapon of the Netherworld God Lord. You are a little weak demon, so dare you to say that you can pull this bow?"

The waist suddenly tightened, but the boy behind her suddenly circled her arm, which made her feel painful and uncomfortable.

The boy's deep voice rang out from her ears: "Why do you talk so much nonsense? Since I saved you and want to live a life well, then listen to me!"

She was born a noble god. Even in order to sneak into the Dark Abyss Hall, she descended from her divine nature and forced her cultivation to the realm of Tongyuan.

Once upon a time, people didn't dare to amplify their voices when they talked to her. It was even rare to see once in a thousand years when they were scolded and taught her a lesson.

Except...that person.

He has always disliked her arrogant temper and never looked at her with a direct look.

When talking to her, I always say coldly and whisper more than gentle words.

As the past begins, the boy's voice is for some reason, which coincides with the cold and high voice of the past.

As a devil, she held the bow of the darkness according to his words.

The Yuanli was released, and the heavy and ancient bow body trembled, as if it was attracted by some kind of inspiration. The dark patterns on the bow surface buzzed, as if they woke up from the distant darkness.

There was no arrow in the long bow, and Ling Tiansu's fingers came to the bowstring, and a blood mark was struck by the sharp string.

The bright red blood beads flowed down the silver-white bowstrings.

A Sheng pointed the longbow at the outer direction and said coldly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you that if you forcefully pull the bow, your arm will be considered useless, and you still can't pull the bow while it is scrapped."

Ling Tiansu smiled softly: "Whether to be abolished or not, what you said doesn't count."

Three fingers tightened the bowstring, and the buzzing sound of the bow sounded throughout the darkness.

At the same time, Ling Tiansu's tense forearm broke a stream of blood.

His face was calm and he shouted softly: "Open!"

Under A Sheng's insane and incredible gaze, Ling Tiansu suddenly shone with red light around him.

There were thousands of light threads, and blood stains that exploded one after another were quickly absorbed by the light threads. A blood-colored Shura Dharma image condensed behind him.

However, this Shura Dharma image is solemn and divine, far less than the evil spirits and bloody as the evil Shura in the Great Wheel Ming Palace, and more like an evil god surrounded by blood.

The palms were tense, and the bow was full of strings as the moon. In the darkness of Cen Gu, a bloody night sky was in Ling Tiansu, and A Sheng and his two people gathered and condensed into the direction above their heads.

The shallow light condensed a light arrow emitting red and blue intertwined light on the strings of the sky, and the arrow wind broke through the ancient darkness.

While Ling Tiansu's eyes suddenly opened, the power of fire in his body surged up, and the swelling flames burned together with the long bow and arrow in his hand.

A Sheng's eyes trembled violently. Looking at the light arrows on the strings in front of her, she said in horror: "Is this... Shura Daohua?!"

The blood was completely wet Ling Tiansu's sleeves.

The finger is loose, and an arrow comes out.

The bloody night evil aura on the top of his head surged, and the red-stained momentum covered all the pressure of the ancient mirror.

After the light arrow completely left Zhuan's bow, Ling Tiansu's energy was lurking around him, and thousands of arrow shadows appeared, all of which were triggered like a meteor falling.

A stern and slaughtering spirit of Zhuang Mu dispersed from his body.

The arrow light burst out, like a group of dragons dancing, illuminating the entire Senming tribe.

The thirteen Nether Generals who were facing the front of the Zhunan Bow were actually capturing the soul by this terrifying arrow power. They could not move at any speed of escape and could not move!

The tall bodies burst out blood one after another, and the Zhufa Mountain shattered half of them.

The three thousand underworld soldiers guarding the outer mountains also exploded and died. The only ones that were injured were no less than tens of thousands of underworld soldiers.

The breakthrough opened wide, and the power of this arrow exceeded Ling Tiansu's imagination.

However, this arrow also consumed all his energy and energy.

The flames dissipated, Ling Tiansu loosened his fingers, and the luminous runes on the Zhunan bow's face quickly dimmed, and finally turned into a black jade ring and fell quietly in Asheng's palm.

Ling Tiansu is difficult to even mobilize the energy of flying in the air.

The muscles and bones were torn and hurt, and the whole person was leaning against A Sheng's back and slid down.

A Sheng's expression changed slightly, and when he moved his body, he caught Ling Tiansu's body in advance in the air, and picked it up horizontally in the air, his expression was extremely complicated.

Ling Tiansu said weakly in her arms: "The thirteen Nether Generals have been dealt with, and the other seventeen have been seriously injured. The encirclement has been broken. If you don't leave at this time, when will you wait?"

A Sheng stepped into the void in one step and flew thousands of miles away. Without the interference of the pursuers, her body movements were almost at its peak.

Within a few breaths, I had completely escaped from the scope of Zhufa Mountain.

She found a wild jungle, which was very remote and barren. The warriors of the Nether tribe rarely lived here, so they were suitable for temporary settlement.

With her arms loose, she threw Ling Tiansu into the meadow casually, looking at him with deep eyebrows and eyes, her eyes full of scrutiny.

Before she could ask questions, Ling Tiansu gasped for a few times and couldn't get up.

He simply lay flat on the cold and moist meadow and said, "I know what you want to ask. I am obviously not a god, but I can use the Dark Bow, so you are very curious?"

A Sheng narrowed his eyes deeply: "So, you can see that I am a member of the gods early in the morning."

"Nonsense!" Ling Tiansu said angrily: "The Zhunan Bow is one of the four holy weapons in the divine world, and is owned by the Netherworld God Lord. If there is no bloodline of the Netherworld God Lord, not to mention a single arrow, you don't even have the qualification to shoot the bow. Since you are confident that you can shoot an arrow, you are naturally from the gods."

A Sheng's deep squinting eyes were full of scrutiny, and he suspected: "But the God of Netherworld has thin bloodlines. Except for giving birth to a daughter tens of thousands of years ago, there is no more blood heir."

Where did this guy come out?

Could it be my father's illegitimate son?

But he is clearly a half demon, his bone age is only sixteen.

My father went into seclusion twenty years ago and never left the temple. Moreover, with his father's temperament, it was impossible for him to have an illegitimate son outside.

Ling Tiansu said: "In addition to bloodline, if you learn the skills of the Netherworld God Lord, you can also open the Dark Killing Bow."

He looked at A Sheng and paused word by word: "Shura Daohua."

A Sheng's eyes suddenly opened, as if there was light and electricity in it. She staggered and took two steps back, and there seemed to be a burning ball of fire burning wildly in her chest and abdomen.

While his heart was thrilled, a ray of hope was burned out.

She looked at the boy on the meadow, her lips trembled slightly: "In this life, the Shura Daohua has been passed down to two people, one is his only daughter, and the other is... his only friend."

The breathing sounds are broken: "You...you..."

The next moment, Ling Tiansu made a sudden expression: "In this way, Miss Asheng, you are the only daughter of the Netherworld God Lord, that's really a disrespect."

Seeing his expression, A Sheng was stunned again, his ears buzzing and full of chaos.

Ling Tiansu's arm was so bloody that it was hard to use, and the bones and palms were useless.

He stretched his chest with difficulty and said, "There is a scroll in my clothes, which is a scroll of time for gods and demons, which records the events of time for eternity.

I was fortunate to get an opportunity to open the scroll and see the time when the Netherworld God Lord first created the Shura Daoization, so I was passed on it. I believe that I don’t even know this.

(ps: Thanks to the "Third Battalion Commander of the Italian Cannon" for his support. I love you brother. Finally, I silently asked for a subscription. I have been updated twice these days. Why did I lose so much in subscription? I have been out of the 100 people, which is so uncomfortable.)
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