Seeing the Poison Dragon Temple from afar, Wang Chong did not dare to urge the giant whale to fly over, and took the giant whale to devil's body, but still appeared in his original appearance, activated the Qi2 Shape Refining Technique and jumped up.

When he first entered Tiangang, he could only take three or four feet to the sky with his true energy and stay in the air for a few breaths. However, with the light-skilling technique of the Spirit Leopard Eighteen Flip and the Crane Dance of the Air Force, he could jump several feet and be as fast as a monkey.

He took half an hour to jump from the foot of the mountain and rushed to the gate of Dulong Temple.

Wang Chong ignored it. When he arrived at the mountain wall of the last courtyard of the outer mountain gate, he activated the Qi Er refining true energy and injected the true energy into the mountain wall.

But in a moment, clouds and mist appeared on the mountain wall, and the poisonous dragon appeared leisurely.

The poisonous dragon did not open the door. It stared at Wang Chong for a long time and made Wang Chong's heart sink. Just as he was about to urge the art of transforming the human demon, the giant whale demon fled, but he heard the sound of the poisonous dragon, and it was heard.

"A few days ago, a flying sword was coming from Emei. Your master is still in seclusion, so I temporarily intercepted it..."

Wang Chong was shocked, his mind was in chaos, but he heard the poisonous dragon say: "It's just that without your master's reply, Emei is afraid that someone will be sent here soon, and you don't have much time left."

After saying that, the poisonous dragon opened the passage to the inner mountain gate and hid in the clouds and never saw each other again.

Wang Chong's whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and he knew that the worst thing had happened.

The Poison Dragon's attitude was ambiguous, but he didn't know whether it would be the Pure Land of Bliss or the Eighteenth Level of Avici Hell!

"Just fight!"

Wang Chongyi gritted his teeth and stepped into the passage. The several methods he had at this time could at most struggle to reach the Dayan. It also took chances. Some adventures, although the demon body could reach the golden elixir, it was only assisting in fighting and had no use to refine Taoism and immortality.

If this happens, if you die, you will die.

If it can succeed...

Wang Chong quickly walked out of the passage, emptyed all his thoughts, and went straight to Tongtian Hall. He was outside Tongtian Hall, and he was not polite, let alone be targeted by the evil spirit of Master Hongye. He urged him to use the 72nd body refining technique, and slapped the door hard.

Just after he took a shot, a strange eye cracked in the sea of ​​consciousness, nothingness emerged, and a strange light burst into tears.

Wang Chong's skills were several times more profound than before, and he forced himself to refine the body technique and resisted the erosion of Taoist evil.

In just a moment, Wang Chong felt that his body seemed to be in control, his muscles were constantly twisting, and bone spurs were also produced, even twisting at will.

At most, Wang Chong was no longer a person after counting breaths, like a meat ball with countless bone spurs.

Not only was the distortion of the body, but even the consciousness was gradually blurring, Wang Chong did not dare to use the Demon consciousness, but just used the 72-shaped refining technique to resist.

"Even if I am a Taoist, I have to hold on to the end!"

Wang Chong had only one thought in his mind. On the way back to Dulong Temple, he could already figure out that he had no other way, only the only choice to fight for life and death.

A faint sigh suddenly sounded, and a slender hand came out of the air, squeezing the strange eye. A strange but extremely soft force brushed through Wang Chong's whole body. His spirit suddenly became calm and the distortion of his body gradually disappeared.

Even though he had escaped his life, Wang Chong was still in shock and sweating all over. Without any hesitation, he took several plans to the gate of Tongtian Palace.

A soft voice shouted: "You kid is so reckless!"

Wang Chong's soul shook slightly, and he saw a graceful figure. With a light grab, he was pulled into Tongtian Hall involuntarily. The gate of Tongtian Hall was like a mirror flower and water moon, without any obstacles at all.

Wang Chong looked up and saw a hall, which was extremely high and large, without any furnishings, and without doors and windows. A weak figure, a ball of clean fire in his palm, illuminated the hall and Wang Chong and himself.

This is a young woman, wearing a simple green dress, but she looks like a fairy in the sky!

Wang Chong was tempted by the poisonous dragon last time and saw the evil deeds transformed by Master Hongye's body, and almost got into a devil. It was she who stopped everything and allowed Wang Chong to escape from death.

Wang Chong had never known who the woman was, and he had not found out among his fellow disciples. When he met again, he bowed respectfully and made a full gesture and shouted: "Thank you for helping me again. I don't know who the senior is from this sect, and what should disciples call me?"

The woman sighed quietly and said, "I am not a human being! The Ten Immortal Formation in this sect uses the supreme formation to gather the energy of heaven and earth, communicate yin and yang, and refine creation!"

Seeing that Wang Chong was confused, she explained again: "I am one of the true spirits of the Ten Immortal Formation! There are ten fairies in the Ten Immortal Formation. You can call me Fairy Yuxiao."

This time, Wang Chong had no doubts anymore, and was also extremely shocked.

"The Ten Immortals Formation! Can the Ten Fairies be refined and created? "

Fairy Yuxiao's voice was low and he replied with a resentful voice: "If Tieli hadn't been so whimsical, how could he not have become an immortal? He ended up in this state."

Wang Chong didn't dare to ask any more. He returned to Dulong Temple this time to seek kung fu. Even if the ancestor Tieli had any secrets, he had no time to ask.

He clasped his fists and said, "Can the fairy report it and tell the teacher that his unfilial disciple Tang Jingyu is back."

Fairy Yuxiao asked with a strange expression: "What are you doing when you are back?"

Wang Chong said without hesitation: "I luckily entered Tiangang and wanted to return to the master's sect to seek the skills to practice."

Fairy Yuxiao rolled up her sleeves and said, "What kind of exercise do you want to take?"

Wang Chong was actually quite anxious, but he didn't dare to show any signs and whispered: "I practiced the 72th body refining technique, and wanted to ask for the Tianfu Book... and the Zhoutian Dao Seal!"

Fairy Yuxiao's body floated and approached Wang Chong. She gently stretched out a finger like a jade onion and placed it on his meridians. Then a strange ray of true energy penetrated into Wang Chong's meridians.

Wang Chong was shocked. Although he had already converted all his true energy into Qi2 refining true energy, he was still worried that he would reveal his foundation in front of the mysterious and unpredictable existence of Fairy Yuxiao.

Fortunately, Fairy Yuxiao's true energy changed a little, then retreated and said softly: "It turns out that you are the only three disciples in this sect who practiced the 72-shaped refining technique. You can indeed obtain the inheritance of the Tianfu Book and the Zhoutian Dao Seal."

The fairy Yuxiao gently picked up his hand and pulled out two books from the void, handed them to Wang Chong, and said, "I am in charge of this sect's classics! Xu Boya came to me a few years ago to ask for the Tianfu Book, but did not ask for the Zhoutian Dao Seal! Zhao Jianlong abandoned his original skills and re-edited Taoism. He heard that he learned the Tianfu Book from Xu Boya, but did not come to me."

Wang Chong's heart was like fire, his heart was pounding. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't stand his emotions.

His hands were trembling, and he took two Taoist books, but he heard Fairy Yuxiao ask again: "Do you want to see Lingsul?"

Wang Chong hurriedly said, "No need or not! My master still needs to practice, how can you disturb your disciples?"

Fairy Yuxiao said coldly: "Since that's the case, you can retreat! The Tongtian Palace is not suitable for you with a low-skill disciple like you."

Where did Wang Chong still want to stay?

He hurriedly said, "Disciple is leaving now!"

Fairy Yuxiao flicked her sleeves, and when Wang Chong opened his eyes again, he was already outside the Tongtian Palace. Without hesitation, he turned his head and walked straight to the exit of the inner mountain gate.

The poisonous dragon hovered on the mountain wall, staring at him coldly, without saying a word. When he looked at Wang Chong's back, he shouted, "Don't forget to go overseas and help me do that."

Wang Chong felt awe-inspiring and hurriedly shouted: "I will never forget it!"

He stepped out of the mountain wall and felt relieved. He hurriedly walked out of the Poison Dragon Temple. As soon as he reached the gate, he heard the sound of the sword light breaking through the air.

A girl in green with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, like a fairy, descended from the sky. When she saw Wang Chong, she asked politely: "Is this Poison Dragon Temple?"

Wang Chong hurriedly lowered his head, his heart was like waves. He not only recognized this girl, but also was very familiar with it. She was Mo Huer's sister Mo Yinling.

He replied in a rough voice: "It's the Poison Dragon Temple!"

Mo Yinling did not doubt that he was, and asked softly: "I am a disciple of Emei, named Mo Yinling. This time, I am here to inform you that a disciple of the Demon Sect named Wang Chong, who had been named Tang Jingyu, had been involved in Emei. Those evil men of the Demon Sect refused to give up, thinking that the little thief demon had already worshipped in Emei, so they often swayed at the foot of Mount Emei. They were discovered by Wang Ye Ling, and they were captured and forced to find out the truth with magic."

Wang Chong's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, but Mo Yinling did not notice any abnormality, and then said: "Later, Master Xuanhe said that this little thief demon had worshipped in the Poison Dragon Temple. My master then sent a message to the flying sword and informed the head of Ling Suer, but there was no reply for a long time. Let me ask me to ask what was going on!"

Wang Chong whispered: "Fairy, please come back. I will report to Uncle Ling now!"

Mo Yinling shook his head and said, "Master asked me to see Senior Ling Suer in person, and I cannot pass on the letter to others."

Wang Chong wanted to cheat Mo Yinling away and gain some time for himself. However, he had expected that the old nun Baiyun had already expected it. He could only point his hand and said, "Then please trouble the fairy and go to the temple to report! The little monk wants to go down the mountain to beg for alms, so he can't help the fairy lead the way."

Mo Yinling agreed and walked into the temple.

Wang Chong was sweating all over his back. He only had one more step to get out of the big deal. Hearing Mo Yinling walked into the Poison Dragon Temple, he hurriedly summoned Xuan Bai, stepped onto the big monster, and rose up with the wind.

He did not dare to use the art of transforming human demons, for fear of attracting Mo Yinling's attention. After all, he used this technique a lot, and maybe Emei would know it.

Although riding on a monster mount is also eye-catching, it is not as easy to be exposed as the art of transforming humans and demons.
Chapter completed!