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It was only half an hour before midnight.

The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, but it was getting worse.

Thousands of miles away from Zhongyuan Region, there is a continuous mountain range, lush and magnificent.

In the middle of the mountain range, it was supposed to be the highest part of the mountain range. However, it was like being cut off by a sharp sword.

At this fracture, a huge Canyon is formed.

The canyon is deep.

At the entrance, there is a rather mysterious stone tablet with the words "tianmeteor gorge" written on it.

This character is not a popular character today, but in the ancient times. It has the mystery of unclear way.

According to legend, when a martial artist with high talent sees this word, he suddenly feels that the word is like living, as if he is swimming along the strokes.

"Bah, the legends are all nonsense. After reading this word for so long, I don't feel like a dragon or a snake swimming."

A dark faced man spat on the ground.

"Keep your voice down. Are you afraid that no one knows that we are opposite the stone tablet?"

Beside the big man, a famous warrior glared at him.

The dark faced man disdained to say, "what are you afraid of? This is my territory of Zhongyuan domain now?

This time, 50 people have been sent out by our centenarians. We are afraid of an egg! "

"Shut up! If ghosts roar and scream again, you will get out of this prohibition!

Today's transaction is of great importance, and there must be no loss. Give me a twelve point spirit! "

A thin and tough little old man stares at the big man with dark face, en ruthlessly says.

"Yes! Yun Sheng

The big man swallowed his mouth and did not dare to refute.

Yun Sheng looked around the situation. The whole Tianqiu gorge and all the entrances and exits were closely monitored.

The largest and only front entrance is guarded by 50 elders of the centenarian regiment. There should be no problem.

"But even if something goes wrong, don't be afraid.

In this gorge, there are five thousand warriors in Zhongyuan Region.

There are a hundred people who are just warriors in holy land. Such a lineup, there should be no unseen things will disturb.

The public loser's family has just entered. It should be about to get there.

After midnight, the deal is expected to be over.

When the time comes, the golden coffin will return to Zhongyuan domain. Ha ha. "

A smile appeared on Yun Sheng's face, thinking happily.

But soon, there was a trace of doubt on his face.

"However, the face of the loser just now seems to be very ugly. Do you mean that they are not satisfied with the conditions of zhongyuanyu and want to raise the price?

Or, what else is wrong? "

Yun Sheng thought in his heart, but since the golden coffin has been brought, the other problems should be just small problems.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Sheng simply stopped thinking.

Anyway, my task is to monitor the entrance and prevent any strangers from entering it.

At the thought of this, he could not help but take a look at the man who had just been reprimanded by him.

"I should be too nervous, even if someone really wants to make trouble, but it is not from this positive.

There is more hope for Luo Ming's self concealment

Yun Sheng thought of this and shook his head.

What if someone else got in?

If you go in, it doesn't make much sense to go in, unless it's a warrior of the same level as Ouyang.

Only, to die.

"What? Go in from the front, are you sure we're not going to die? "

Just thousands of feet away from the stone tablet at the entrance of Tianqiu gorge, a group of four people hid in a small prohibition.

This prohibition is isolated from the inside and outside. Therefore, the cry of the poor and afraid of saints has not been heard.

Otherwise, they will be met by dozens of jihadists.

The ancient Xuanbai looked at the poor and afraid of saints.

"Do you want to deafen me by roaring so loud from so close?

You don't see how well they're on guard.

I am alone, if I want to mix in, I still have 90% confidence, but if I say something bad, I will only take you 60%.

With the help of our predecessors, we have only 30% confidence. "

Poor afraid of saints and Ouyang Feng fold two people, at the same time the corners of the mouth trembled.

Ouyang Feng looks at Gu Xuan with a sad face.

"Sometimes, being too honest can be hated. Young people, to exercise Eq.

Now I'll give you a minute to reorganize your language. "The poor fear the saints.

Gu Xuan shrugged.

"Don't care about the details. Forgive me for being so straight.

To get to the point, I have just said that according to my observation, there are many prohibitions and countless detection methods in the meteorite gorge.

Moreover, the number of martial artists in the holy land has reached hundreds, which shows that the central Yuan Dynasty attached great importance to the burial of the golden coffin. "

After a pause, Gu Xuan's mouth raised a smile.

"Since they attach so much importance to it, why not disperse most of the strong into other hidden entrances? After all, everyone will think that it is easier to break into other hiding places!

Don't you think it's strange that 50 holy places will be ambushed at this front entrance? "

After Gu Xuan's suggestion, the poor afraid of saints and Ouyang Feng immediately frowned.

Although the prohibition of the front entrance seems to be secret, it shows at least three flaws. Anyone who comes to the high-level martial arts in the holy land can find it, which is not of great significance at all?

It looks like that. It's really fishy!

Jie Jie, the ancestor of blood, laughed strangely.

"So it's a trap. There are so many people in the biggest entrance to force people who want to make trouble to enter the canyon from other entrances.

But in fact, there must be ambush at other entrances.

Otherwise, what's the point of stationing so many people here? "

It has to be said that Xuezu is worthy of being the longest lived person here. With a little touch of Gu Xuan, he figured out the key points.

"That's what I mean. Now, are you going to find another entrance?"

Gu Xuan said with a faint smile.

This topic, the poor afraid of saints and Ouyang Feng as human essence, naturally will not go to pick up, so as not to insult themselves.

Therefore, the poor and afraid of saints have raised new questions.

"But it is not easy to enter from the front?

There are 50 warriors in the holy land. At least three of them are high-level warriors in the holy land. Let's not say that there is one way to die, but we will certainly frighten the snake. If we want to enter again, it will be difficult. "

Gu Xuan smiles.

"Mountain people have their own tricks!"

As soon as the voice fell, the breath of Gu Xuan became the same as that of the group of old men under the expression of the poor afraid of saints and Ouyang Feng!

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