He is still part of that great team!

He never betrayed!

After Bai Zhi left, Zhou Xing began to concentrate on his cultivation.

His upper Dantian has been expanded by 85% and is still 15% away from reaching perfection.

For three days in a row, Zhou Xing indulged in ascetic practice.

And he drank all the Qi Gathering Pills he received from the White Lotus Sect believers.

If he hadn't started practicing at the age of thirteen, he would be three years behind others.

Otherwise, Zhou Xing would have already reached the Qi Gathering Realm by this time.

Suddenly, at a certain time today.

Zhou Xing felt something in his heart and looked up in a certain direction of Shiwanda Mountain.

He vaguely sensed that there seemed to be an extra building there that was connected to his mind.

Zhou Xing closed his eyes, and the image of a temple appeared in his mind.

The temple is three feet high and covers an area of ​​dozens of square meters. There is a statue of him inside, and there are three pillars of incense inserted under the statue.

The temple is located deep in Shiwanda Mountain.

But the strange thing is,

Zhou Xingyuan was in Zhoujia Village, but he could see the scenes around the temple through some kind of connection.

"Is this my temple?"

"Is there any need to ask? We are competing with guns. I don't know whether the gun on the waist of the beautiful lady is more powerful, or the gun on the crotch of the attendant?"

Hahahaha, in the darkness, there was a burst of extreme laughter.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

"Hey, why are you stabbing me? You stab me again and you fall out. I'm going to go and you stab me again. Ah, Pei...Pelelelei...um!"

Hong Cheng stood there, his palm-sized face covered with frost, and his child-like body filled with murderous intent.

Hong Cheng flipped his wrist, and two guns magically appeared in his palm.

Hong Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "I have never seen his gun, but you will see my gun soon."

"Ah, spare my life!"

In the darkness, continuous gunshots rang out.

Zhou Xing, who was sleeping numbly, turned over and muttered: "It's so noisy, so noisy."

"I think, therefore I am." The officer in a green military uniform walked up to him and said this with firm will in his clear eyes.

On his chest was a vivid "Python-opened-nu Qing" badge, which was the emblem of the imperial marshal's personal army, the Dragon Bone Python Camp, and he was none other than Lei Bingying, the commander of the Python Camp.

He was also the younger brother of Lei Bicheng, the leader of the Ben Lei Army, one of the Twelve Fire Armies. He was also a member of the Ben Lei Army, but he went home to visit relatives during the war and missed the shocking bloody battle. He regrets it to this day.

He couldn't fight side by side with his elder brother, and wished he could die on the battlefield as a member of the Flooding Fire Army.

After Zhou Xing and the others were expelled by the Divine Covenant, a group of 3,000 extraordinary exotic Hun wolf riders tried to take advantage of the chaos to cross the border and seize the Ghost Killing Pass. After the black wolf found out, they stood guard in front of the border monument and breathed a sigh of relief.

Killed hundreds of knights in a row.

Zhou Xing opened his eyes, and there was an inexplicable color in his eyes.

Not long after, Bai Zhi came back.

"Master, the temple has been built, please give yourself and me a title?"

Bai Zhi knelt on the ground and asked for instructions.

Zhou Xing pondered for a while and said:

"I'll call you Yuanshi Tianzun, and you'll be called Queen Mother of the West. Also, don't kneel down when you see me in the future."

"As commanded."

Bai Zhi stood up and said.

Zhou Xing nodded with satisfaction and asked again:

"Xiaobai, can the shrine in Zhoujia Village be transformed into our own shrine?"

If you want to get incense, you must spread the shrine.

And right now, there happens to be a perfect place to place a shrine.

That is Zhoujiacun.

The deity enshrined in the Zhoujiacun shrine is Zhou Xing’s enemy, the Holy Mother of White Lotus, and she was the one to be targeted.

Zhou Xing still woke up.

In front of him stood a group of wounded soldiers, each with one to three bloody holes in their body.

Fortunately, the gunshot wound was caused by a 7.62mm ordinary bullet, not a 12.7mm heavy bullet.

Zhou Xing was startled: "Who fired the shot? Hong Cheng?"

A group of wounded soldiers were even more frightened. They pointed at me and me, and vividly described a chaotic battle to him. Anyway, it was just a sentence, we ourselves dog bites dog, regardless of the "gentle and lovely" Hong Cheng.

This kind of gunshot wound is difficult to treat. Although the injuries are not critical, the 7.62mm bullet will explode after hitting the professional's body, making it particularly troublesome to remove the bullet fragments.

Zhou Xing watched helplessly as they were anesthetized and crying, while several female soldiers held scalpels and tweezers, scratching, poking, and pulling at their bodies.

The picture is terrible!

After all this tossing, it was dawn.

After lunch, Zhou Xing saw Hong Cheng. Hong Cheng changed his previous enthusiasm, his little face looked at everyone but not at him.

However, the opponent is generally good at fighting and is equipped with the evil blood wedge like the blood thorns used in the bloody battle of Yangguan. Although it is far less terrifying than before, it still exploded with considerable combat power, and once allowed Hei Lang to use

Unable to hold on, the Mangzi Battalion arrived and joined forces with the Black Wolf to strangle the 3,000-man wolf cavalry at the border.

"Six years, exactly six years. You have been lurking around those 'nobles' for six years! In the past, you were the proudest person in the Tiger and Leopard Army. As the deputy general, you were also the best and most outstanding one among the twelve armies.

, If it hadn’t been for that bloody battle, I’m afraid you would have already broken through to the realm of heaven and humans and ranked on the Qingyun Ranking.” Lei Bingying looked up to the sky and sighed. In the past, their Ben Lei Army always regarded the Tiger and Leopard Army as their formidable enemy, and he and Yang Zhuan also defeated each other respectively.

As sympathetic rivals and friends, the two of them are each other's mentors and friends, whether in terms of spiritual progress or leadership. They compete with each other, teach each other, and encourage each other.

But in a bloody battle, half a lifetime of hard work was ruined.

They have nothing left, their best friends, brothers, dreams, hopes... everything has turned into dust!

It's just that Yang Zhuan is unwilling to give in. The desire for revenge is burning in his heart like a fire, and it is also burning in the hearts of every old man. After understanding the character and military spirit of Liuhuo, everyone can no longer compromise.

So he found those noble people at all costs, even at the cost of lowering his identity, dirtying his hands that once held the sword and flag, and burying his proud head in the stinking mud, just to get closer to those noble people.

A little, a little closer, see their faces clearly, and then chop off their heads!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It is possible, but this approach is tantamount to digging up the other party's roots and will arouse the other party's anger. When the time comes for him to take revenge..."

Bai Zhi didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was obvious.

It can be done, but the risk is high.

"Can you sense the strength of Our Lady of White Lotus?"

Zhou Xing suddenly asked.

Bai Zhi nodded and said: "Judging from the shrine in the center of the village, the opponent's strength should have reached the middle stage of foundation building."

The middle stage of foundation building.

Seems a bit tricky.

But Zhou Xing had to change the shrine in Zhoujia Village no matter what.

Letting the life and death of Zhoujiacun be in the hands of the Holy Mother of White Lotus is not what Zhou Xing is happy to see.

He has heard,

Because some villages offended the gods, the gods did not protect them when the evil wind came, and no one in the village survived.

In the future, Zhou Xing is very likely to face off against the Holy Mother of White Lotus.

Therefore, just in case, it is best to replace the shrines in the village in advance.

"Xiao Bai, is there a way to replace the shrine in the village without disturbing the White Lotus Virgin?"

Zhou Xing felt that he really missed something last night.

To be honest, Zhou Xing felt extremely regretful. He wanted to say to Hong Cheng again, "Beauty, tell me another joke tonight? I promise to only do...", and it will never be worse than...

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Xing finally did not dare.

He was afraid that Hong Cheng would take out his pistol again and make several bloody holes in his body.

The team set out again to search for the shadow of the beast.

This day, still nothing.
To be continued...