At this time, the Qingteng Mountain Range has become a paradise for the monster carnival.

Yuan He was killed in the palm of his hand, and his morale had triggered a tsunami-like ripple effect.

The monsters are all ready to fight on the bridge.

Of course, you must follow Yuan He to fight, otherwise it will be unsafe.

Yuan Xiaoqing stood among the monsters, staring at Yuan He intently, and sighed: ‘I haven’t seen you for two hundred years, the teacher’s magical powers have become more and more unfathomable! ’

Since he got along with Xing Yaozi, he has practiced the ape clan real skills and helped him to fight against the enemy from time to time. In these years, he would fantasize about reunion with the teacher from time to time. He is confident that he can win the teacher and win the teacher’s praise. But he discovered at this moment that the teacher is still exactly the same as two hundred years ago.

The teacher is like a peerless sword hidden in the box. It is impossible to predict and understand the depth. No matter how strong the opponent is and how famous, it can't cause the teacher to panic and lose the slightest bit. This kind of tolerance is already invincible, even if Who really killed the teacher, but couldn't beat him.

Yuan Xiaoqing has tried to learn from the teacher's self-cultivation many times, but he is always unable to control his emotions. Once the blood of the ape boils, he will be irritable and unable to control himself. Perhaps this is the nature of the ape race, but the teacher is also an ape.

It is this contrast that makes Yuan Xiaoqing's trust in the teacher higher than the ancestor Xingyao. Although the ancestor Xingyao also has the demeanor of calmness, he does not possess the indifferent indifference of the teacher to detach from all living beings and not to be intimidated by foreign objects.

The teacher did things in accordance with the self and the heart, but the ancestor Xingyao cared too much about the mantle left by the ancestors of the apes.

The so-called masters of Taoism, who relied on the ancestor Yu Yin to cultivate the right results?

Yuan Xiaoqing thought of this and hammered his forehead fiercely. When he thought of the old ancestor Xingyao trying to **** the teacher's falling star clock, he felt a pain in his brain. He respected the teacher as his father and ancestor and treated Xingyao as his benefactor. He didn't hope. Conflicts broke out between the two sides.

But when the war is over, he knows that he must face this difficulty head-on.

"Yuan Dasheng, ordered the teacher to capture the souls of the six thieves, but did not kill them. Why on earth?" At this moment, Qingfang led the former'seven masters of the bamboo forest' to surround him and asked Yuan Xiaoqing for advice. The mystery of the fighting method in the real sky corridor, all of their monsters can't avoid this battle, knowing more inside stories can help them survive.

"Which kind of sage I am, sister Qing don't want to laugh at me!" Yuan Xiaoqing dispelled the troubles, slanted the thunder stick on his shoulders, held both ends with both hands, and smiled: "When you were young, you carried me to the mountains to pick fruits and treat me as Take care of your relatives, how old you are, but you are born! You still have to call me Xiaoqing as before, but you gave me my name!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head: "The last name is given by the teacher!"

Qingfang thought to herself, you have thousands of demon soldiers under your command, and all of them bow to you. How dare I call your name? Since the mountain has been occupied as the king, then there should be the rules of the king, otherwise it is not conducive to control.

She is completely human.

Yuan Xiaoqing did not entangle her behavior, and explained her confusion: "In the Corridor of Destruction True Heaven, there is no time limit for fighting. My teacher captured the souls of the six thieves, obviously for the purpose of refining the six talisman. Fu Dacheng, when is the chance to destroy the soul!"

"This covered bridge is really weird!" Tashan Yuanyingshan beside him said puzzledly: "There is no time limit. If the two sides tacitly truce and stay on the bridge for a hundred years, wouldn't it be impossible to tell the difference? Victory?"

"Don't say a hundred years, even if a thousand years do not matter!" Yuan Xiaoqing is also very kind to this black ape, and his temperament is very similar to him. They are all straight-hearted apes:

"But how can the life span of a thief be so long? The golden core period can only live for five hundred years, and they dare to survive for five hundred years. When the longevity is emptied, they will die in the bridge! The demon clan also dare not endure, It is important to know that you cannot avoid the eternal robbery on the bridge, and you will be smashed to death by thunder robbery before the opponent makes a move! So the two sides can fight as long as they can fight. Even if the fight is fierce, as long as the opportunity is seized, the opponent will be given a fatal blow, etc. You have entered the covered bridge, remember not to survive and avoid the mentality!"

The real treasures of the wild and natural treasures can open up the heavens and blessings and continuously conceive auras, so the heavenly corridors built by them can support the wheel fighting method for centuries and thousands of years.

After explaining to a few monsters, Yuan Xiaoqing couldn't help but wandering. He said that Shi Yuan and Shi Man had a **** battle in the air, and the time span of their fighting might be calculated in units of ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years is extremely old for mortals, even so old that history is annihilated, but for the ancestors, it may be just a day in their lives.

After Yingshan heard this, she was still confused, and hummed: "I don't like this bird bridge, so I can take a call to join the battle. I have to fight against each other. It's troublesome! I'll be happy enough to beat them a thousand!"

After complaining, he suddenly asked: "My sister Bai was taken away by your teacher. Your teacher was safe, but sister Bai died. Why did you know her death?"

What he asked was Tian Wei. The black and white two apes had a relationship with each other. Tian Wei once left him a natal soul star. Later, when he met Yuan Xiaoqing, the soul star was asked to leave. Xing Yaozi used the soul star to cast spells and learned that Tian Wei Cause of death.

Only Yuan Xiaoqing and Xing Yaozi knew about this, and there was no rumor: "I have never seen Teacher My. I don't know how your sister Bai died. When the war is over, you can ask Teacher My yourself!"

Yuan Xiaoqing suddenly hated the black ape. If he thought to himself, a little demon died. It's not your father and mother. You chased me every now and then and asked, what do you want to do? Do you still want to avenge the little demon? See if I don't beat you to death with a stick first!

Turning his head, he stopped paying attention to Yingshan.

It happened that Xia Zi also passed through the monster group and found him, and informed him: "Mr. Shi had just discussed with the ancestors of Baicheng and Xingyao. They calculated that the second bridge is about to be opened, and you and I are likely to go to war! "

She has been with Yuan Xiaoqing for two hundred years, and has gone through life and death. Once she entered the bridge, she didn’t know why she lived or died. Thinking of this, her expression became even more worried: "Hey, I don’t know what the bridge is doing. It doesn’t even pass us on to the teacher. By your side!"

"It's the same everywhere, it's always going to be a few games with the thieves!" Yuan Xiaoqing was very happy, took the thunder stick from her shoulders, danced it a few times, and leaned in front of Xia Zi's face: "This thunder stick is the ancestor of the ape tribe. Shenwei can’t catch up with Falling Star Clock, but it’s easy to kill the thief. Don’t be afraid!”

Soon after this statement was finished, two glare flashes in the sky.

They looked up and saw another new bridge built between the nine-eye magic lamp and the twelfth-story building.

It is actually two bridges in parallel.

One was created by the nine-eye magic lamp, and on the merit monument at the head of the bridge, a name first appeared: ‘Wu Yazi! ’

The name suddenly appeared, and the Qingteng Mountains were silent for an instant. On the high platform in the center, the ancestors of Baicheng and Xing Yaozi looked at each other, and both showed strange colors.

"Send him to fight, obviously to stabilize the military's mind! But the more high-level monks sign the bridge, the less easily the corresponding Dongtian True Spirit will be destroyed. He may become the abandoned son of the nine-eyed magic lamp and eventually die in the heavy building. Cave sky!"