Tomin in The Alien World

With Xia Yao in one hand and a gun in the other, Tang Yin rushed into the Shenchi personnel. With the spiritual gun in his hand, several Shenchi disciples were affected, screamed and fell to the ground. Tang Yin also rushed out of the siege.

Seeing this, Chen Shao was in a hurry and shouted: "chase! Chase! Never let the thief take the saint away!" While talking, he stretched out his hand to the men beside him and said, "get the bow!"

As soon as he spoke, a guard handed over a heavy steel bow. Chen Shao took it, shook his hand and turned it into a spirit. Then he pulled out a steel arrow, aimed it at Tang Yin and shot a spirit arrow.

The speed of the spirit arrow was so fast that the sound of breaking the wind turned into a sharp roar. Tang Yin, who was running to the north, didn't even turn his head back. Only when the spirit arrow shot close to him, he suddenly swept out a recoil gun.

Hearing the clang, the powerful and heavy spirit arrow was swept straight by the spirit gun and flew out in the air. Chen Shao clenched his teeth secretly. This time, he picked up three spiritual arrows between his fingers, put on the bowstring together, and shot at Tang Yin again.

This time, the arrow he shot was no longer straight, but drew an arc in the air and nailed it to Tang Yin's back heart.

At this time, Tang Yin has run to the end of the mountain top, and then go forward, there is a ten thousand foot cliff. He stopped, turned back, looked at the three spirit arrows flying strangely, and sneered at the corners of his mouth.

He narrowed his eyes, saw the first spirit arrow, shook his hand and threw the spirit gun out. It clattered. The flying spirit gun and the roaring spirit arrow hit each other in the air, and both rebounded to the ground. He had just blocked the next arrow, and the second spirit arrow also arrived.

Tang Yin twisted and dodged the arrow at the moment when it was about to get close, but at this time, the third spirit arrow had been shot in front of him, only three inches from the tip of his nose.

At such a close distance, the arrow speed is so fast that no one can dodge. Besides, Tang Yin has no weapons in his hands and has no chance to block.

Chen contempt's gloomy expression finally showed a trace of joy. Just when he thought the other party was going to die under his own arrow, Tang Yin suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the spirit arrow close at hand. However, the strength of the spirit arrow was too strong and the inertia was terrible. Tang Yin grabbed the spirit arrow, but people also flew backward by its impulse.

Now, he was standing on the edge of the cliff. As soon as he flew out, the whole person was suspended in the air. The happy look that just appeared on Chen Xiao's face disappeared in an instant and was 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 make up for it. He couldn't help crying out and yelled, "save the Saint -"

However, the people in Shenchi are still a long way away from the cliff. Now if they want to rush to the rescue, where can they have time.

The crowd almost watched Tang Yin and Xia Yao fly out of the cliff under the impact of the arrow, and then fall straight down.

Chen Shao's head buzzed. He just felt that the world was spinning and almost sat on the ground on the spot. At this time, he even had the heart of death. The Linghua steel bow fell to the ground and stood there, numb as a chicken.

Just when the people in Shenchi were scared out of their wits, suddenly there was a dull sound, and a black shadow was straight into the air from below the cliff. People took a breath and looked up again. They saw that the dark spiritual practitioner who had just fallen off the cliff had wings on his back and took off, and the saint Xia Yao was tightly surrounded in his arms.

This situation and scene made everyone present surprised and happy. The joy was that the saint was safe and sound, and the surprise was that the cultivation of this dark spiritual practitioner was so unfathomable.

It's not difficult to change the wings with the spirit of armor. The difficulty is that the wings can make people take off. Their cultivation has at least broken through the spiritual realm and reached the true spiritual realm, that is to say, the code must have the cultivation of spiritual disillusionment, and the other party can not only make itself take off into the air, but also carry a person, which is not simple.

The huge black wings behind Tang Yin fluttered slowly. He held Xia Yao and flew around in the air. Then he gave a long laugh, turned around and flew straight to the north.

At this time, all the talents came back to their senses one after another. People were full of panic and took up their bows and arrows at the same time. Their sharp edges were aligned with Tang Yin, who was flying farther and farther, and they were about to release their arrows. Chen Shao's body was suddenly shocked and shouted, "don't shoot an arrow!"

"My Lord, the thief is going to take the saint away!" A guard was sweating with anxiety and screamed.

Chen Xiao had no choice but to smile bitterly. Looking at the figure gradually turning into black spots in the air, youyou said: "as long as the saint is still alive, we can still find a way to rescue the saint and make up for her mistakes. But once the saint falls to death with the thief, we won't even have the chance to make up for her mistakes."

Hearing his words, people raised their bows and arrows and put them down one after another. What Chen contempt said is not unreasonable. Even if she can shoot the thief now, the saint will die. Who can afford this responsibility!

"If elder Nie was there, how could the thief escape so easily!" A guard stamped his feet.

His words immediately resonated with the people around him. People nodded together. Nie Changlao left at a bad time. It's strange to say that Nie Changlao has been away for so long. Why hasn't he come back yet? Can't you please come to the oracle of the holy king?

Nie Zhen really didn't invite Guanghan to listen to the instruction. It's not that Guanghan won't help him, but that he didn't even see the people Guanghan listened to.

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 army.

It was not until this time that Nie Zhen knew that the FengChuan allied army had invaded Shenchi on a large scale. The holy king and the elder Dongfang yehuai attacked separately to meet the enemy. Now, Shenchi city is almost an empty city, and there is no more redundant manpower to mobilize.

Nie Zhen looked up to the sky and sighed. The FengChuan coalition army did not invade early or late. It happened that it invaded at this critical moment. The holy king was not there and couldn't get the holy King's Oracle. How could he enter the holy temple and capture those dark spiritual practitioners who escaped?

He came in good spirits and returned in bad spirits. On the way, he met his disciples who hurried to report to him. The disciple told Nie Zhen exactly what happened at the holy temple after he left.

Nie Zhen was shocked and almost fell off the horse.

It's a great thing that the saint was hijacked. What's more, the thief is still the dark spiritual cultivator he wants to catch. The saint was hijacked under his eyes. There's no need to ask. He must bear the responsibility alone.

The old man's eyes were red with anxiety. He urged the horses and rushed back to the temple with all his life. When he came back, the Shenchi personnel here 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 Xiao immediately went forward and said with an arched hand, "elder Nie, you're back. Something big happened just now..."

Nie Zhenli ignored him, got off his horse and rushed directly to the side door of the holy temple. Then, the old man lifted his leg, kicked the side door open and rushed in with big steps.

At this time, the saints gathered in the main hall and suddenly saw Nie Zhen break through the door. All the women were startled. Nie Zhen's face turned blue, looked around for a week, and shouted, "where are the other dark spiritual practitioners? Hand them over quickly!"

The maids were frightened and frightened, shaking their heads one after another, indicating that they were not clear.

Nie Zhen glared at them, turned back and shouted to Chen contempt standing outside the door, "what are you afraid of doing outside? Don't let your people come in and search? If you let another person go, I'll take your head!"

Chen contempt finally recovered. Under Nie Zhen's anger, he ignored the taboo and waved to the surrounding subordinates: "come on! Follow me in and search, and be sure to find other dark spiritual practitioners!"

He rushed into the temple with a bunch of guards and searched the inside and outside of the temple. As a result, he found nothing. He didn't find any other dark spiritual practitioners at all. Instead, he found dozens of mummies in the side hall. It seems that they have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, but strangely, their clothes are intact.

The guards carried the corpses into the main hall one by one and put them in a long row. The maids present had never seen such a terrible scene. They involuntarily screamed out, covered their eyes and retreated, shivering and shrinking into a ball.

Just looking at their reaction, Nie Zhen has judged that these mummies are by no means sacred temple objects. Then, who brought them in? The old man frowned, squatted down and looked at the corpse carefully. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly had a flash of intelligence in his mind and shouted: sacrifice for death! Do they concentrate all their auras on one person through death sacrifice, so as to help that person escape smoothly?

Who on earth can make these dark spiritual practitioners willing to die for him?! Nie Zhen couldn't understand and shook his head again and again.

He stood up, his old face gloomy, and turned and walked out. Chen Xiao hurried up and asked in a low voice, "Nie Changlao, these dried corpses..."

"Find a hiding place and bury it all. Remember, this matter can't be mentioned to anyone!" Nie Zhen looked back at him and warned coldly.

"The villain understands." Chen Shao nodded again and again 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 abduct the saint. Once the Saint King knows this, you and I can't afford to go!" Nie Zhen glared at him.

With sweat streaming down his face, Chen Shao quickly replied, "yes, yes, yes! Villain follows elder NIE to chase after the thief and rescue the saint anyway!"

Nie Zhen stared at him and asked suspiciously, "the saint... Was really forcibly taken away by the other party?"