Pokemon: Team Rocket

In the temple, Ye Tong, who searched on the left side for a long time but could not find the two Juggernauts, walked out of the secret room with his head scratched.

On the right side, Lao Jie scratched his head and walked back.

One person and one dragon reached a strange tacit understanding.

"Is this shit haunted?"

Looking at the empty space in the hall, Ye Tong muttered.

In the end, Ye Tong slowly turned his gaze to the passage on the right, and looking at the bottomless and dark passage, Ye Tong seemed to have some ominous feeling in his heart.

pat, pat.

Walking slowly towards the aisle, Ye Tong came to the front of the aisle and was about to step in when suddenly, a big head stuck out.

"call!"

"Fuck!"

Ye Tong was taken aback by the sudden call, and took a few steps back abruptly, only then did he see that it was Lao Tong.

"Hoohoohoo."

Seeing that Ye Tong was taken aback by himself, Lao Jie showed a smile on his face, leaning against the door of the passage, and patted his stomach comfortably.

Little Yetong, ridiculous.

"You fucking..."

Looking at Lao Ping, Ye Tong was about to curse, but his eyes looked behind Lao Ping, showing a look of horror.

"Fuck, old spray, what's that thing behind you?"

"call!"

Hearing this, Lao Ping took a big stride on the spot, and came behind Ye Tong with a bang.

Turning his head, Lao Jie looked at the passage, but found that there was nothing in the passage.

"Hahaha."

At this moment, Ye Tong's laughter sounded, and when Lao Teng realized it, Ye Tong had already stepped into the passage.

"Little and old, it's ridiculous."

Hearing Ye Tong's sneering voice, the old man gasped, his stomach straightened, and he chased after Ye Tong.

pat, pat.

In the passage, the footsteps of one person and one dragon were particularly abrupt.

The passage on the right is obviously different from that on the left. Although there are rooms where a small number of people live, there are many empty rooms beyond.

Looking at the traces in the rooms, most of these rooms were once placed with many things.

"There should be something similar to sacrifice."

In a room, Ye Tong wiped the incense ash on the floor, sniffed it, and said something to himself.

"Huh~ cough cough cough!"

On the side, Lao Chan followed suit, but his movements were a bit violent, and he directly sucked a large mouthful of incense ash into his nose, and coughed violently.

"Cow batch."

Ye Tong, who witnessed the series of actions of Lao Tong with his own eyes, gave Lao Tong a thumbs up and walked out of the room.

The layout of the next few rooms is still the same, but Ye Tong's brows gradually revealed some thoughtful color.

Sacrifice, in the very modern world of elves, except for some remote areas, there are very few people offering sacrifices.

Generally speaking, the objects of worship are some elves representing auspiciousness in ancient times or some people who have made outstanding contributions in history.

Why does this temple offer sacrifices every day?What are they sacrificing?
"Could it be that the things that were originally in the coffin in the passage on the left were sacrificed?"

Frowning and thinking for a while, Ye Tong, who did not come up with an effective answer, shook his head and continued walking forward.

And further forward, the layout suddenly began to become chaotic, and traces of battle began to appear.

The ground is potholed, and several rooms have been pierced with big holes, and there is still a considerable distance that can be seen to be artificially filled.

"These should be the battle relics left by my father when they came here."

Looking at these traces, Ye Tong scrutinized them for a while, but did not come up with any effective information, perhaps because it was too long, except for the superficial scars, it was impossible to see what happened that year.

After passing through these traces, at the end of the passage, a gate appears here. This gate seems to be made of bronze, and after the washing of time, it looks a bit gloomy and dark yellow.

clang!clang!clang!
Behind the gate, Ye Tong finally heard the voice of Ying falling into the water, but the voice was not talking, but fighting.

It sounds like two swords are colliding.

"Good guy, the sword master won't be fighting that super ancient lone scabbard, right?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Tong showed a strange expression, turned his head, and looked at Lao Ping.

"call."

Lao Jie nodded, and slowly gestured.

Been fighting for days.

"Good guy, this old sword master has only a few days to live, and he is still here to exchange swordsmanship."

Hearing this, Ye Tong became anxious, and hurriedly pushed open the front door.

What came into view was a very dilapidated hall. In the hall, all kinds of statues and beads were tilted here and there, and the murals on the wall were torn, and nothing could be seen anymore.

And in the middle of the hall, at this moment, Ying Luoshui was holding a sword, and was fighting a weird elf that looked like the same sword.

"Super single scabbard level: ??? Combat power: 1500."

"Is this single scabbard only 1500 combat power?" Looking at the panel of this elf, Ye Tong showed a puzzled expression in his eyes.

The ultra-ancient elves, who can survive, are generally the leaders of a tribe. Such elves often have a quasi-god combat power of 10000, but they will lose some power more or less during the long sleep .

The ones that have passed away are miserable, about 6000 to 7000 combat power like Megalodon, and the few that have passed away are not many, but there are also more than 8000 to 9000.

This is the first time I have seen such a 1500 super ancient elf.

"This elf, its form of existence, seems to be very unique."

Just when Ye Tong was wondering, the voice of Lie Kongzao sounded in his mind.

"Unique?" Hearing this, Ye Tong was a little puzzled.

"Yes, it should be an elf formed by the combination of some kind of consciousness and utensils, and then gradually have its own ideology over a long period of time."

Likongzuo replied with a very calm voice.

"If this elf can become a partner with Shadow Falling Water, then their degree of compatibility is likely to surpass that of you and your fire-breathing dragon."

"More than me and the old spray?"

As soon as Li Kongzuo said these words, Ye Tong showed surprise on his face, and looked at Lao Ting aside.

The degree of fit between him and the old spray is not in vain. The unobstructed spiritual communication brought about by the natural connection between one person and one dragon, plus the combat ability that is close to the evolution of fetters when fighting side by side occasionally.

The fit between the two is no different than that of Xiao Zhi and the Koga Ninja Frog he will get in the future.

And this single scabbard with 1500 combat power, He Ying fell into the water, can it be higher than them?

"Could it be that this is the secret of the sword master? As long as it is a sword, it can be used..."

After reading a sentence to himself, Ye Tong looked towards the field.

At this moment, Sword Master Ying Luoshui and that unique single scabbard are still in a selfless battle.

The two sides did not use any fancy skills, attacking and defending were all pure swordsmanship.

Needless to say, Ying Luoshui's swordsmanship, Ye Tong was able to learn one sword-drawing technique all night, and what surprised him even more was the single scabbard on the opposite side.

It can also use swordsmanship, and in terms of swordsmanship, it is even better than Shadow Falling into the Water.

"Good guy, it's only about swordsmanship, I can't even defeat this single scabbard."

After saying that, abruptly, a sword with a single scabbard waved in the air, and a two-meter-long sword aura appeared, blowing straight away from Ye Tong's side.

boom!
The sword energy hit the wall, creating a huge gully in the already damaged mural.

"...I feel like I can't beat it even with the Scallion Soldier enchantment."

Ye Tong trembled, looking at the lone scabbard in front of him, with a puzzled expression in his eyes.

The distribution of system tasks this time made me a little unexpected.

To be honest, in the past two years, the system tasks have always been following Ye Tong's footsteps, no, rather than following, it is more like predicting.

But from the beginning to the end, the system has never released such a task with its own strong subjective will. When the ancestor died, the system didn't even let go.

Ye Tong didn't know when the people in the temple withdrew. According to the normal situation, Ye Tong would not have known that the lone scabbard would be here.

"Could it be that my wish infected the system, the system thought I was so sincere, and saved the Juggernaut with the power of bugs?"

Ye Tong scratched his head looking at the marked red tasks in the system tasks, but soon turned his attention to the battle in front of him.