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Chapter 65

A palm print slapped from the sky, and a powerful airflow roared up, carrying a deadly pressure and murderous aura. Tang Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the palm print slapped, he immediately shouted.

"Little Hei!"

I saw a golden light rushing out from her chest. In an instant, the pressure of the ancient divine beast was released at that moment. The golden light turned into a huge firebird in the flames and flew towards the night sky. While rushing towards the palm print that he had slapped, the pressure of the ancient divine beast and the burning flames on the firebird burned the huge handprint and attacked the blood-red eyes in the night sky.

"dumb!"

A crow sound was powerful and distant, as if it came from ancient times, and in an instant, the sky echoed between the night sky. The blazing flames burned the clouds, illuminating the entire night sky like a burning cloud...

"Ancient divine beast! Three-legged golden bird! Ah!"

The screams came from the clouds, and the red eyes were caught in the flames before they could even be retracted, and they were burned into the flames. Only in the flames were the voices of anger and unwillingness to be heard.

"I won't give up!"

When the sound gradually became smaller, the flames disappeared, and the little black that appeared in the night sky turned into a ray of light and returned to Tang Ning's body, leaving only a weak sentence.

"Go away."

Tang Ning also felt the consumption of Xiao Hei's ability at this time. She emerged from the pool, and pulled the old monk who had already been unconscious from the water with one hand. After dragging the person up, she shouted and shook: "Old monk? Wake up!"

Seeing that there was no reaction, she quickly pushed out the water from the old monk's belly. Seeing that he was still unconscious after choking out a sip of water, she gritted her teeth and helped him up and left quickly.

The firebirds that appeared in the sky once again alarmed the strong men from all sides. When they arrived at that place, they only saw the water beside the pool flowing back into a palm-shaped pool water...

"This huge handprint is something that is very possible for extraordinary people. It seems that there are strong people fighting here." After checking, one of them made a conclusion.

"I just don't know which strong man is? Is he dead or alive?" It's because there are only traces of fighting around, but there are no corpses, so it's hard to know who wins and loses the fighter?

"We can't get involved in this kind of strong man's affairs. Let's leave quickly to avoid causing trouble." Another person said, thinking that the fighting man has a high level of cultivation and is far beyond their ability to compare with him. There are no corpses here, so it's better to leave to avoid causing trouble.

So they looked at each other and dispersed...

On the other side, Tang Ning helped the old monk leave. She would not walk around the clouds and fog and swords, and she did not have flying magic weapons on her body. She could only support him all the way. It was difficult to walk at night, and there was no one person. She fell to the ground several times and stood up again and continued walking. She had only one goal, far away from that place, so that there would be another trouble for monks to come.

This time I walked a long way. From the deserted mountain road, I saw clouds and mists. There seemed to be a family in the hillside in front of me, and there were lights faintly on the lights.

"Old monk, there is a family in front of you. Please hold on for a while. Let's go and rest. When we get there, I will help you heal." She struggled to support him and said again: "Don't worry, you can't die if I am there."
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