It was late at night. Hundreds of miles away from the ground, the rocks collapsed and the ground was covered with gravel. Corpse lying among the stones in a row. I suddenly saw tens of thousands of them. Blood flowed into a river on the ground, with no signs of life, and lifeless scenes everywhere.

This was the battlefield where the Divine Sword Camp of the Song Kingdom destroyed the mountain army of Di the day before yesterday. Although it had been a day, the tragic battle situation at that time seemed to be vaguely visible.

At this time, a black cloud floated over and fell to the ground, and a piece of rotten vulture rose into the sky like smoke. However, when flying in the air, the black clouds flew past, and they all made a series of shrill screams, falling to the ground with stiff body, and their bodies were pitch black like iron, as if they were swallowing poison.

The black cloud floated and fell on a sudden broken peak, showing a short figure. The dark moonlight fell on him, but it reflected an old face like orange peel, but it was Wang Ai, the head of the Shadow Hall of Wujimen.

"The sect has heard news that I asked me to wait for Elder Ye here. I guess he must be not far away. I wonder what the head of the sect has to give?"

Wang Ai's turbid eyes flashed with sharp light, but when he swept across, he found nothing at all. A look of confusion immediately flashed across his old cheeks.

"It should be impossible! When I received the news, it was said that Elder Ye was already here, but why didn't he show up?"

Wang Ai was quite puzzled, but with his spiritual sense, he did not notice any abnormality at all. But when he was walking forward and was about to wait for a while, his face suddenly froze, as if he had discovered something terrible, and his expression immediately became solemn.

A cold and sad wind quietly swept over, and the air around it seemed to solidify. At that moment, Wang Ai seemed to smell the smell of death, and his whole body felt chilling, as if he was being imposed on a fixed spell, standing there as if he was standing still like a clay sculpture.

"It's really unimaginable, how stupid the poisonous spider is to die in the hands of a monk like you?"

In the rocks at your feet, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, and she continued to say in a stern tone: "Besides, you are also stupid. You don't know how to escape from the poisonous spider. You dare to stay in the Jiuzhi Mountains. You deserve to die at the hands of my sand snake today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of sand immediately emerged on the ground, tangling like a giant snake, quickly binding Wang Ai completely. The huge snake head opened its hideous bloody mouth and bit it hard towards his head, as if it was a delicious meal.

This change was in the flash of lightning, and Wang Ai could not avoid it at this moment because he found that the woman who attacked the sneak attack had a cultivation level above him, and even if he did it, he was not her opponent at all.

However, at this critical moment, a cold and sad wind suddenly passed by, and the air around seemed to solidify, as if endless darkness was covering the earth, not letting go of any place with light, until there was endless hollowness.

The darkness came suddenly, but it was quickly gone. In the blink of an eye, the moonlight regained control of the earth. In the blurry hazy moonlight of the scenery, a monk in a black cloak stood proudly, his robe roared in the wind.

But in his hand was a man, a woman, a snake-like woman, twisting her delicate body to break free, but she couldn't escape the palm.

"Sand Snake, the four great servants of the fierce young master!"

When I heard the monk in a black robe in a cloak speak, the snake-like woman was no longer struggling and said dejectedly: "The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind me. I always thought it was a story, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The man in black robe and cloak said, "You are the female princess of Lu. You are admired by others. Why do you help the King?

The snake-like woman screamed sadly: "A pedantic and loyal vassal state, what kind of female princes? She is just raised and waiting for the high-level pet selected by the Qin royal family."

The monk in black robe shook his head slightly, knowing that the Lu State not only had Confucianism and Taoism, but also had a strong sense of loyalty to the emperor, but also had a high reputation and lowness in the hearts of the people. Although the female princess had a status, she could not be independent. She had to accept the arrangements of the royal family at birth and marry a member of the Qin royal family as a concubine. This sand snake was considered an alien.

But he ignored it and turned his attention to Wang Ai, who immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Disciple Wang Ai, thank you for Elder Ye for saving his life."

"Very good, you are in the middle stage of the Golden Pill!"

The black-robed monk was naturally Ye Wuying. He looked up and down at Wang Ai and said, "Yes, it seems that you have not been in vain in your practice in the years since you left the sect."

But unexpectedly, when Ye Wuying was talking, Wang Ai felt a huge wave in his heart. At this time, Ye Wuying seemed to be as hard as a mountain, as unfathomable as the sea, and as hard as it was, it was hard to see his cultivation level, and he felt more respect in his heart.

Just when he was inexplicably shocked, a sound suddenly rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Lord of the King, although this sand snake wants to kill you, it cannot kill her. This person is the confidant of the fierce young master. I want to use my magical power to control her. I hope I can help me at that time."

"Okay, Elder Ye said it well."

Wang Ai's heart suddenly moved, as if he was thinking of something, and immediately responded with respect.

At this time, the sky had already shone with white belly light, and the dawn light first appeared in the sky, sprinkling the light on the two of them, dragging long and short shadows on the ground.

And in Dizhicheng, hundreds of miles away, a dull horn sounded in the sky, and a dark horizon was pouring in like a black wave, which soon broke out in the water surrounding Dizhicheng.

The bronze armored soldiers of Di State have been destroyed. This time, the pioneer camp was the golden spear soldiers. Each of them was wearing a strong and held sharp edge. The golden spears and halberds in their hands were like forests. There were golden lights emitted in the rising sun, which made people feel extremely dazzling when they looked over.

Among the tunic soldiers, the leader was wearing golden armor, extremely majestic and proudly standing in front of the army, like a god of war with golden armor.

"Everyone from Zheng State is well. I am the largest general of Di State, the Golden Spear King Kong. Can you and others dare to fight?"

The Golden Spear King stepped forward, thrusting the golden spear forward in his hand, with a proud look on his face.

While speaking, the war drums of Di Kingdom suddenly sounded like rain, and a majestic aura was crushing towards the direction of the earth and the monks of the oppressed city walls were breathless.

Strong! This person is very strong!

Among the eight major vajras under the command of the fierce young master, the top four are the four vajras, silver bow, bronze armor, and iron cavalry, but among the four of them, the Golden Spear King Kong is the most respected. If it is the turn of a single soldier to fight, the Golden Spear King Kong is the most worthy of the number one person.

"Ask the God!"

Surrounded by the two marquises, Zheng Yuer stepped forward and helped the wall up and said with some insight: "After the bronze armored valiant yesterday, I am afraid that the fierce young master already knew that the army was facing the edge may not be the best strategy. Today, he wanted to use the formation force in front of the formation to slash our morale."

"It's okay!"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly and said calmly: "When the two armies fight, morale is the first priority. Only with one move can you be as powerful as a bamboo shoot. The Golden Spear King Kong dares to come forward and call. If it doesn't happen, wouldn't it worsen the power of our Zheng State cultivation world."

However, as soon as his voice settled, the old ancestor of the flower gun suddenly stood up and said respectfully: "My Alliance Leader Mo said it well. I am willing to fight and take the head of the golden spear and the Vajra neck."

Last night, the Swallowing Spirit Hall attacked the Earthly Command City. If Wuji Sect had not been deployed, not only would his Flower Spear Ancestor be an underground soul, but the Wanhua Pavilion would no longer exist. This time it would be a reward for his favor, so he naturally would have to support Alliance Leader Mo.

"Okay!"

Mo Wentian nodded slightly and said with a serious expression: "But remember to be careful. If you are unable to compete with others, don't bother with them, so you will be plotted against by General Di."

"Yes, please don't worry, leader!"

The ancestor of Hua Gun felt warm in his heart, and he made up his mind to pick the Golden Spear and King Kong no matter what. Over the years, he has been traveling in other countries, but he has been practicing one or two powerful natal Shentongs. This time it will be the time for him to become famous and ten thousand.

After the three-way drum passed, the flower spear ancestor came out wearing armor, but unexpectedly, the Golden Spear King Kong opposite looked disdainful and said in a calm tone: "Ben King Kong does not kill the old man who is always a terrible man, please leave quickly! You are not my opponent."

"It's outrageous, it's really too much."

The ancestor of the Flower Spear was furious immediately, and shook the spear in his hand and rushed over. With the sound of breaking the wind, he saw the tip of the gun flashing red tassels floating in a flash, blooming like peach blossoms, and continuous like flowing water, rushing away with a huge momentum.

This gun was so powerful that it seemed extremely extraordinary. All the monks of all the sects on the city wall applauded. They secretly said that the ancestor of the Flower Spear is worthy of being named "Flower Spear", and naturally has unique features in the magical powers of guns.

This magical power is the fallen flower and flowing water spear, but the magical power of the flower spear ancestor is extremely powerful. One shot fell and turned into a river of flowers. Ordinary monks are not his opponents, so there is no problem in dealing with the golden spear and the King Kong.

However, the next scene changed the face of the Flower Spear Ancestor with a look of horror.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the Golden Spear Ancestor did not dodge or avoid it at all, but gently stretched out his left hand.

"Although this Golden Gun King Kong is a master of guns, did he think his hands were spiritual weapons, and he actually wanted to take them with his bare hands?"

"Di State is simply too bullying?"

In the midst of an uproar, King Kong's hand had fallen among the thousands of flowers, but he did not expect that the flesh and blood would fly across the river. His hand was like lightning, and he actually grabbed the head of the old ancestor of the flower gun, which was as stable as if he was holding an insignificant thing.

"Old man, if you want to play a gun in front of the Golden Spear King Kong, you are showing off your skills, it's really a big joke."

King Kong sneered disdainfully, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, but after a crackling sound, the head of the gun was actually broken off by him with bare hands, leaving only the bare gun barrel.

Although this gun is a top-grade magic weapon, it was already closely related to him by the ancestor of Hua Gun. Its power is not inferior to that of the best magic weapon. At this time, the head of the gun was broken off by the King of the Golden Spear, which made the ancestor of Hua Gun shake the dantian. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he immediately fell to the ground seriously injured.

"good!"

The State of Di immediately made a loud sound of war drums, and the soldiers of the three armies became excited and their morale was immediately high. The Golden Spear King Kong was preparing to drop a shot and capture the ancestor of the flower spear alive.

But before he could land, he was intercepted by a stream of light coming from the ground pointing to the city. The golden spear King Kong looked over and realized that it was a big sword full of cold light.

"You are the first one to kill someone in front of my ancestor Peng Dao."

A burly old man stepped on the clouds and stood in front of him like an iron tower. As he landed, the big knife that was originally inserted into the ground rose into the air and fell lightly like a feather in his hand.

"I heard that the ancestor Pengdao was from Wei, and later led Pengjiazhai to join Zheng State, so he shocked the border with a knife. He saw it today and was well-known."

Although the Golden Spear King Kong said this, he still looked extremely contemptuous in his eyes, and obviously looked down on the ancestor Peng Dao.

The ancestor Peng Dao didn't seem to care. After seeing the Master Jiang of Wanhua Pavilion rescue the fainting ancestor of Hua Gun to Dizhicheng, he turned his head and said, "Golden Spear King Kong, although your gun magical powers are powerful, they may not be invincible. Today, the Japanese have to learn about your skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately turned into a strong wind. The sword in his hand suddenly surged. The shadow of the knife hit the ground like a mountain, and a sword light immediately enveloped the golden spear and the King Kong.

"good!"

This time it was Zheng State's turn to cheer together. The ancestor of Huagui just lost, but the ancestor Peng Dao was found back in this battle. It seemed that the fierce young master was the first general.

However, when the monks of the various sects applauded, the Golden Spear King Kong had already taken action.

prick!

He simply raised his hand, and the spear in his hand broke through the air. This shot was extremely slow in everyone's eyes, but it was extremely fast in the eyes of the ancestor Peng Dao.

This gun contained the great law that could not be broken by speed, and it was so fast that the ancestor Peng Dao had not yet awakened, and the cold tip of the gun hit his throat.

Although I knew that the Golden Spear King Kong was very strong, the ancestor Peng Dao never dreamed that the Golden Spear King Kong was so strong, but he defeated him in just one encounter. In an instant, he felt that the distance between death was so close.

"roll!"

However, when the ancestor Peng Dao was numb and desperate, he unexpectedly put away his spear and scolded him coldly.

Shame! This is a great shame!

The ancestor Peng Dao was also a sensible figure in Zheng State. However, insulted by the Golden Spear King Kong in front of his fellow practitioners of cultivation, he was ashamed of so ashamed that he really wanted to crack a crack on the ground, and he could only escape back to the Dizhicheng in shame.

Seeing this, all the monks of all sects became silent, but no one blamed the ancestor Peng Dao. If it had not been seen with his own eyes, no one would have expected that the golden spear and the vilanga would be so strong.

"I have heard that all the rats in Zheng State have done it. I won't kill Peng Dao'er, but the next one has no such luck. I wonder if anyone dares to come and die?"

King Kong laughed loudly, and his arrogant voice immediately came with the wind.

The monks of all sects all turned pale, and even the Jindan True Lord who were preparing to fight fell silent. Although there were some people present who could defeat the ancestor Peng Dao, they knew that it would be absolutely impossible to win like the Golden Spear King Kong.

"Dear fellow practitioners, who would like to cut off the head of the golden spear and the King Kong in one battle?"

Mo Wentian's sharp eyes swept across. If no one dared to fight, he could only send Lei Wanshan or Gu Aoxue to go, and they should have the strength to defeat this person.

But as far as his eyes were concerned, almost all the Jindan True Lord lowered his head and looked directly at Mo Wentian's gaze. Although everyone wanted to succeed in the battle and became famous, if he knew he would die even if he was defeated, then such a choice would be too unwise.
To be continued...