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The monkey is very small, at most three inches tall, wearing a gold crown and a gold scale armour, but it may have been in prison for many years. The original majestic gold scale armour and the gold crown have been broken, showing a large section of spiritual lines.

"The best artifact?"

Tengyang, as a strong man who has refined the five holy regions, can see how wide his vision is. At a glance, he can see that the monkey in front of him is extraordinary and his eyes are hot.

The best artifact, no matter it is the external or internal damage of the artifact, can repair itself without exception!

"It seems that the spirit armor on the monkey holding the black iron bar has been destroyed for a long time." Tengyang's face changed slightly in his heart, because the longer the age, the more precious the things on him!

This is nothing. What makes tengyang's face crazy is that he can't see through the monkey's cultivation realm!

What does this mean? This monkey with a black iron bar is absolutely not an ordinary thing.

"Evil animal, dare you surpass the prison?"

Tengyang holds the magic mirror tightly and scolds the monkey loudly. Although he has no bottom in his heart, the dungeon is about to collapse. He must go to increase the energy of the dungeon and stabilize it!

Otherwise, the consequences of the wave of beasts caused by the breaking of the prison by millions of spirit beasts are absolutely beyond tengyang's capacity.

Besides, there must be some big changes in the dungeon. Otherwise, how could the pig hyena suddenly soar from semi holy land to triple holy land like a rocket?

He was only three inches tall and ragged. The monkey with a black iron bar turned around, glanced at Teng Yang with a magic mirror of muddler's death coldly, and said: "evil animal? No one dares to call me that for tens of thousands of years! "

"Tens of thousands of years?"

Tengyang has lived for more than a thousand years in his life. How could he meet an old monster with a life span of more than ten thousand years?

Tengyang suddenly felt a little uneasy. Especially when the three inch black monkey was staring at himself, he felt that he was being stared at by the possessed saint.

A hundred years ago, he had the honor to see a great holy land from afar, but it was only a glimpse. How could the great holy land, such a huge thing, be seen by such a small saint.

At this moment, the three inch black monkey in front of us is a great saint.

"Hum!"

The three inch black monkey snorted coldly, and tengyang suddenly felt that the mountain was falling apart. It seemed that both the body and the soul were going to fall apart.

"What I hate most is the Evil Mirror!"

The three inch black monkey made a loud noise, and then the black iron bar hit him.

That's right. It didn't cover any yuan power, and there was no holy land power and other oppressive blessing.

But even so, Teng Yang's face changed dramatically. He was so scared that he was as white as paper and threw out the magic mirror in a hurry.

"Bang!"

The power of terror falls on the magic mirror of mudianmie without any power. The whole space seems to have stagnated.

"Click!"

It's a pity that the next moment the magic mirror will crack and turn into powder.

"Poof"

tengyang flies backward, his hand is also stained with the power transmitted by a black iron bar, which turns into powder, the robes are broken, the sternum collapses, and heavily hits the nearby dungeon.

"Whoa" ~ "

tengyang vomited blood wildly, which could not be stopped at all. It was just a random stuffy stick, which was severely damaged. What's more, what he just held was a magic mirror!

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