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This old Taoist priest is carrying a sword, his robe is clean and elegant, and the beard on his chin flutters in the wind, and he looks a bit like a fairy.

Zhang Tong came to the front, slowly descended, and flew to the level where Xiang Jing was looking at him, and asked, "Little friend, is the picture of the sword breaking the sky on you?"

Don't look at this old way of being so polite, maybe it is a smiling tiger, the one who kills people without seeing blood.

Xiang Jing didn't dare to relax his vigilance, nodded and said, "Yes, the picture scroll is on this seat. If you want to take it away, you have to fight with this seat. You win the picture scroll."

Zhang Tong looked at Xiang Jing and said, "You are not a poor opponent."

Xiang Jing put on a posture and said, "How do you know if you don't try, come to fight!"

Zhang Tong shook his head, sighed, and slapped Xiang Jing with a slap. The mighty wind and the tsunami pressed toward Xiang Jing.

"Fuck!"

This veteran looked kind, and moved his hands unambiguously. This slap was even worse than just Sun Qian.

"boom"

After a loud noise, a huge object flew out and knocked down a forest.

Xiang Jing glanced at the guardian **** statue that was shot out, but fortunately he reacted quickly and used the guardian **** statue as a trick.

"Hey" Zhang Tong was a little surprised when he saw Xiang Jing was okay, and then he suddenly said, "It turns out that there is a good puppet, but this puppet is not the strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and can't compete with the poor. , Free from skin and flesh."

Xiang Jing smiled disdainfully and said, "Old-fashioned, able to come to this stone step to fight against this seat, relying on the realm of high aura, standing behind is what kind of skill to use the spirit."

After hearing this, Zhang Tong stroked his beard and said, "If this is the case, Poor Dao will convince you of losing, and it will not spread out to talk about Poor Dao and bully juniors." Zhang Tong said and walked up the stone steps.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the stone steps, Xiang Jing second opened the power of the law and greeted him directly with a punch.

When Zhang Tong stepped on the stone steps, he noticed something was wrong. He wanted to withdraw, but found that he couldn't use the aura in his body. He could only walk away from the stone steps.

With his old arms and legs, Xiang Jing wouldn't give him this opportunity. He hit his old face with a punch and knocked two of his teeth.

After a fat beating, he couldn't take care of himself, and he was thrown into the alchemy furnace.

The moment the alchemy furnace was opened, Sun Qian wanted to run out, but the entry and exit of the alchemy furnace were all controlled by Xiang Jing, and it was impossible to escape. Instead, he collided with Zhang Tong and rolled in the alchemy furnace.

Xiang Jing clapped his hands, quietly waiting for the system to settle the task.

"Ding, the task is complete: reward energy crystal × 10, random ancestor idol fragments × 1, random clan magic treasure fragments × 1."

"call"

Xiang Jing took a deep breath, carefully burned incense, and prayed. The Jade Emperor Guanyin Bodhisattva invited him all the time, and then calmly said, "Open the fragments of the ancestor idol."

"Ding, opening, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Monkey King fragment×1."

Xiang Jing almost listened to every word that Yuan said, holding his breath, and almost disappearing with his light breathing.

When I heard the word Qi Tian, ​​the whole person immediately calmed down, as steady as an old dog. It was like a lottery. When the word thank you was opened, I knew what was behind.

"Cool!"

Xiang Jing jumped three feet high, dancing with excitement, like a madman, drawing the last piece of Monkey King Monkey King, it was like winning the first prize in the prize pool.

The most important thing is that this crisis can be passed through unscathed.

If it was a **** nightmare-level plot trend before, now it is a simple mode that is appropriate.

I am invincible within the sect, Xiang Jing can really say that now, even if the strong person who cultivates the virtual perfection comes, he has to kneel.

Xiang Jing patted his face to calm himself down. After all, this is just the beginning.

"Ding, the ancestor idol is detected: The Monkey King's fragments have been gathered, are they fused?"

"Fusion!"

"Ding, the fusion is in progress. The fusion is successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the statue of the ancestor. The Monkey King, Monkey King, has been automatically placed in the ancestral pavilion."

Xiang Jingfei rushed into the sect, went straight to the ancestors' pavilion, and stopped at the door with a sudden brake, calmed his breath, straightened his clothes, and stepped closer.

This is a legendary hero worshipped in the hearts of Huaxia people and must be taken seriously.

Entering the pavilion of the ancestors, looking at the empty space, but on the left side of the sacred platform, there is a brand new statue standing in it.

Round eyes, ears checked, hairy face, Lei Gong's mouth, thin face, sharp mouth with shrunken cheeks, body like a pinecone-eating honobo, although it looks like a human, it has fewer cheeks than a human.

Yellow hair golden hoop, golden eyes and bright eyes; wearing brocade cloth straight, tiger leather skirt at the waist; holding a golden hoop iron rod in hand, stepping on a pair of suede boots; hairy face Lei Gong’s mouth, shabby cheeks do not Saturn, ears and broad head , The fangs grow outward.

Adding all these signs together, isn't it the legendary Monkey King?

Xiang Jing approached and watched, and the more he looked, the more he became fascinated, the statue was lifelike, as if it would suddenly come to life in the next moment, took out the wishful golden hoop in his ears, and shouted, "My grandson will go."

Xiang Jing stepped back and worshipped three times respectfully. This was the first statue of the ancestor Shen Pavilion, and it was also Xiang Jing's greatest reliance today.

After leaving the Ancestral Pavilion, Xiang Jing no longer hurts, his legs are no longer sore, and his speech is hardened.

However, he has not been arrogant enough to lose his mind. It is necessary to know that although the ancestor idol is invincible in the sect, there are restrictions. It can only be summoned once a day, only half an hour each time, and the range of activities is only within the sect. .

If these restrictions were seen by the enemy, then Xiang Jing would have to wait until the time limit for the ancestor idols passed.

Therefore, the ancestor statue Xiang Jing’s biggest trump card now must be kept. First, the group of people who pit the group will go up to the stone steps to fight against him. Only when it is forced to use the power of the ancestor statue.

If you don't need it, you have to use it as soon as you use it, so that you are afraid of killing those people until you don't dare to compete with yourself.

Xiang Jing sat on the stone steps, waiting for the arrival of the next free gift. He had nothing to do with the three hapless ghosts in the alchemy furnace, but all he got was incompetent abuse.

Sun Qian and Zhang Tong clearly knew each other. When the two recognized each other, there was a slight embarrassment. They didn't expect their masters in the concentrating period would actually be planted in the hands of a golden ant.

Without too much nonsense, Sun Qian told Zhang Tongxiangjing’s evil nature and the weirdness of this alchemy furnace, thinking that his power alone could not be used, and two concentrating masters shot together, still not believing Can't break your alchemy furnace.

After planning for a while, the two of them worked together to bombard the alchemy furnace from within.

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