v3 Chapter 25： Iron gun door

Chapter 25 Iron Gate

After half a month. East of Kaiyangzong, in a valley.

At the moment, three people are in the valley.

Zhongshan, Tiansha and sad blue silk. Five days ago, at the request of Tian Xingzi, he went to the wolf field to find the mud Buddha. Originally, it was not necessary to take a break from killing and sadness, but after all, Zhong Shan was congenital. After flying for five days without sleep, he had to take a break.

Zhongshan fell under a big tree, closed his eyes and rested, and the sky was dark. The three decided to leave tomorrow.

After all, Bei Qingsi is a woman, and it is inconvenient to be with the two. The years of vigilance also made Zhongshan not choose to stay with Tiansha. The valley is still safe, so the three occupy a corner each.

Zhong Shan fell asleep, and Qing Qingsi also set up a flag array not far away, closing her eyes and adjusting her breath. The faint white mist prevents the outside from seeing the inside.

Goddess adjusted his breath in another place, but Goddess did not invest his heart, but kept his eyes open to see the white mist shrouded in sadness in the distance, and the bell under a big tree not far away. mountain.

There was a sense of killing in the eyes of Tiansha. In the past five days, Tiansha can be seen. Zhongshan and Beiqingsi must have an unspeakable relationship, because the Qingqingsi people are like icebergs. . Even if you are a big brother, sad blue silk is cold.

However, after speaking to Zhongshan several times, his tone was very soft, very soft. Think of the scene of the hot spring last seen, it is difficult to kill without doubt.

Looking at Zhongshan coldly, in the middle of the night, Tiansha suddenly got up, a sigh of gas flashed in his eyes, and walked towards Zhongshan.

Zhong Shan slept very dead. At least he felt that Zhong Shan slept very dead. It is impossible to wake up at this moment.

Slowly approached, even, Tiansha's right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword.

When he was eighty steps away from Zhongshan, Tiansha stopped and stared at Zhongshan. How easy it is to kill Zhongshan at this moment. With his sword in his hand and falling, Zhong Shan can die under his sword. At this point, he can remove this ‘love rival’ and take a deep breath. Tiansha slowly releases his right hand holding the sword handle.

It is easy to kill Zhongshan, but you ca n’t kill yourself, at least not now. Not to mention that for the sake of the teacher, this is the sad blue silk of adjusting the breath, which makes Tiansha give up the idea.

However, looking at Zhongshan, Tiansha still has evil spirits in his eyes. He doesn't see it as a net, stepping on his feet, Tiansha jumps to the side of the mountainside, and a few jump out of the valley. Obviously, my heart was very dull.

The sleeping Zhongshan suddenly opened his eyes at the moment when Tiansha left. Sit up right away.

Zhongshan looked at the Quartet, looked at the flag array where the sad blue silk was, and looked at the place where the original killer adjusted his breath.

At the foot of the empty mountain, Zhongshan's pupils shrank. God kills, God kills himself?

Before that, Zhong Shan slept very dead, quite dead, and never slept for a few days. Once he fell asleep, it should be thunderous. But Zhong Shan woke up, and even felt that Tiansha was not good for himself.

In fact, Zhong Shan sleeps against a tree, not so unguarded. Although Zhong Shan Xiuwei is not high, mortal life makes Zhong Shan have to be vigilant at all times.

Before falling asleep, Zhongshan used a sachet of strange insects to sprinkle it in a specific place in his own way, but his nose was another kind of pollen. As long as someone was within a hundred steps, the pollen would With an extremely pungent odor, Zhong Shan woke up at that moment.

It's just that Zhongshan has been pretending to sleep, God? It's definitely not a good thing to be by myself in the middle of the night.

Gently got up, Zhong Shan took a few steps back and forth, and looked at the place where Tiansha was sitting before, Zhong Shan resolutely walked towards the sad blue silk banner.

When approached, the flag array swung, and the sadness inside felt the general.

Bei Qingsi got up, folded her hands and looked at Zhongshan.

"Zhongshan, are you well rested? Is there anything wrong?" Bei Qingsi wondered. Looking at the valley at the same time, it turned out that Tiansha was gone.

"Qing Si, can you talk?" Zhong Shan said.

"En" sad Qingsi nodded.

They found a big stone and sat down.

"The last time you opened Yangzong, you saw many pieces of clothes on your clothes. Was there any danger?" Zhong Shan thought for a while and asked.

"Well, that traitor, someone was found." Bei Qingsi sighed softly.

"The traitor who caused you to copy?" Zhong Shan frowned.

"Yes, the last group of people, although mostly beheaded for me, still has one running away. Knowing that I am still alive, there will be more people coming, so after getting the last evidence from Mud Bodhisattva , I must leave immediately. "Bei Qingsi said firmly.

After hearing Qing Qingsi's words, Zhong Shan frowned and said, "How did they find you?"

Looking at Zhong Shan, Bei Qingsi shook her head and sighed: "It is my silver-haired silver eyebrow. Although there are also people in the practice world, it is very rare after all. This is a sign of the openness of my bloodline, so it is very easy to find.

Looking at Bei Qingsi's beautiful silver hair, Zhong Shan frowned slightly. "Can't you change it?"

"No, I do n’t have that ability. The bloodline inheritance is open. Although it exposes my identity, it also gives me the power of inheritance. Last time, I could not speak to you here without using the special power of inheritance. Now, "said Qing Qingsi softly.

Bei Qingsi said it was an understatement, but Zhong Shan could hear the tragic day from this tone.

"What kind of ability is inherited from the bloodline of the sorrowful family, oh no, how is your strength now? Um, what is the strength of the day to kill?" Zhongshan originally wanted to ask what ability of the bloodline inheritance, but suddenly thought of Nanbatian halfway, Nanbatian also has the ability to pass on blood, but even if it has a very good relationship with Tianlinger, he still refuses to admit it, which is obviously a taboo topic.

And yes, how can this last life-saving thing become public knowledge? Therefore, the Zhongshan problem suddenly changed.

Looking at Zhong Shan, Bei Qingsi smiled slightly, and also followed Zhong Shan's problem, ignoring the ability to inherit the bloodline, but thought about it: "Should be a little stronger than the master."

A little stronger? In Zhongshan's eyes, the sadness of Qing Qingsi's character was very restrained. He said that it was a little stronger, and it was definitely better than Tiansha.

According to Master, the strength of the God of Slayer can already threaten the early Yuan Ying. Isn't the strength of the sad blue silk stronger than that of the early Yuan Ying?

"How long will I be able to enter the wolf domain?" Zhong Shan thought for a while and asked for another topic.

"After another half a day, the southeast is Ming Jianlou and Tieganmen. These are the two martial arts closest to the wolf domain. After these two martial arts, they fly eastward for three hours to enter the wolf domain. Now, "said Qing Qingsi for a moment.

"Iron gun gate?" Zhong Shan suddenly frowned.

"How? You know?" Bei Qingsi wondered.

"Well, a friend of mine is there, as if something happened to Tiegunmen. Will we pass by Tiegunmen tomorrow, okay?" Zhong Shan looked at Bei Qingsi.

Looking at Zhongshan, Bei Qingsi was silent for a moment, and finally nodded. It should be done.

Then, the two talked to each other for a while, until the day was about to dawn, Zhong Shan again shifted the topic to the silver hair and silver brows of sad blue silk.

"Can I see your hair?" Zhong Shan said suddenly.

"Uh?" Sad Qingsi was clearly surprised. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, I want to see your hair quality. Maybe, I have a way to make your hair color." Zhongshan solemnly said.

"Uh?" There was a hint of surprise in Bei Qingsi's eyes, then she nodded.

With the permission of Bei Qingsi, Zhong Shan also reached out and grasped a tuft of long hair from behind Bei Qingsi's head.

Bei Qingsi's long hair is very silky, grasping in his hands, which makes Zhongshan feel like he can't bear to let go. And also revealed a trace of cold breath.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Shan discriminated carefully, and his face slowly showed a confident smile.

And at this moment, the sullen God of Slayer also stepped back from a distance with a flying sword.

The moment I killed him that day, I saw a scene where my lungs would blow up. How could this be? Adulterer and adulteress.

What did God see? Bei Qingsi and Zhong Shan sat together, and Bei Qingsi looked at Zhong Shan with a deep affection, and Zhong Shan was clutching Bei Qing Si's long hair that was never touched with a **** smile. Adulterer and adulteress! Adulterer and adulteress!

Tiansha's face was slightly red, his fists clenched, and he couldn't wait to chop Zhong Shan with a sword, and the sad blue silk of the original Aoxue was also slightly cold, and usually proud like an iceberg, it turned out to be like other women. Same goods. Same water poplar. Humph!

But Tiansha was hiding very well. At the blink of an eye, his expression recovered as before, and he slowly fell into the valley.

At this moment, Zhongshan also found Tiansha, gently loosening a handful of silver hair of Bei Qingsi, looking at Tian Sha, Bei Qingsi's expression also restored the former indifference.

Seeing the sudden change of sad blue silk expression, the eyes of Tiansha appeared a fierce evil.

"Zhongshan, don't you sleep?" Tian Xia frowned and looked at Zhongshan, his eyes were very sharp.

But what fear does Zhong Shan have?

"Yes, brother, let's go." Zhong Shan nodded.

"En" God nodded.

Bei Qingsi also turned out to take out the white flying sword, and the three flew up together.

Although Zhongshan's flight speed is a bit slower, it is better than running up and down the mountain.

During the flight, Zhong Shan and Bei Qingsi both slightly deviated to the southeast. God frowned and looked at Zhongshan.

"Brother, I am an old man in Iron Gun Gate. I'll take a look." Zhong Shan only said a word.

God saw that sad blue silk seemed to be acquiescent. God's heart was full of anger, and she was indeed an adulterer, but he nodded in the face of God, after all, Zhongshan was also a disciple of the star. In addition, there are sad blue silk around, and inconvenience.

At noon, the three were far away from the iron gun door, but, after a long distance, the three stopped.

Because, in the distance above the iron gun door, the guns were firing, and the huge gun gas nearly a hundred feet long shot directly at the mountains.

"Boom, boom, boom ..."

There were a series of super loud noises, and countless mountain peaks were smashed by the spears of guns, or large mountain caves were blasted out.

After a series of bombardment, a lot of smoke and dust appeared. Countless rubbles and pieces of wood are soaring into the sky, violent.

"So strong!" Bei Qingsi said softly.

It's really strong, Zhong Shan stared at this scene with wide eyes. This is a kind of momentum, a kind of powerful momentum is coming to the face, even though there are several mountains, Zhongshan can feel the strength of the person who just released the gun gas.

Too strong, this is not the Jindan period, it is definitely not the Jindan period, the Jindan period is definitely not so strong.

Yuan Infancy?

The iron gun door has only one strong infant in the Yuan Dynasty, so they are counted as their masters. I heard Zhao Xiang mentioned earlier that the iron gun door master went out. Did he return?

Bei Qingsi looked at Zhongshan, and Tiansha also looked at Zhongshan. But they look different.

Bei Qingsi wanted to ask if Zhong Shan should continue to move forward. After all, Zhong Shan came to visit his friends, but Tiansha wanted Zhong Shan to continue to go, because there was obviously a war in the interior. ', Whoever killed, you can avenge him.

"Brother, Qingsi, can we fly closer." Zhong Shan thought for a while.

"Um," sad Qingsi nodded gently.

But Tiansha looked coldly at sad blue silk. "Youth"? Zhongshan actually called his name? But that's fine.

"Okay, my brother's friend is my friend, too."

Nodded, Zhongshan knew what attention was paid by Tiansha, but what about that?

"Go" Zhongshan stepped on the sword "nightmare" and flew towards the interior quickly in front of the ground.

After a while, the three stopped at a hidden mountainside and looked down together.

Seeing the scene below, Zhong Shan's pupils shrank, and the body, a large number of bodies, fell into the Sifang Valley, there were as many as five hundred, and all were practitioners. No matter what they cultivated, for now People, enough to shock Zhongshan.

Because Kaiyangzong only knew it, and it seemed that less than two hundred people could not reach it. This was still on Xianmen. Of course, Kaiyangzong's hidden power Zhongshan did not know, but on the surface, there were not so many.

Five hundred repairers, no matter what the repair, there are too many deaths and injuries this time.

Seeing Zhongshan's doubts, Bei Qingsi said gently: "Xiaxianmen sometimes pays more attention to quantity, but in terms of quality, it is not as good as Shangxianmen."

"En" Zhong Shan nodded and continued to look down.

The bodies of the five hundred practitioners are not the same, but most of them are lances. Nearly three hundred corpses have a lance next to them. The rest are not necessarily weapons, there are swords, knives and sticks.

This is the dead, and there are many living monks.

At the foot of the mountain on the north side, there are ten gunmen, nine of them are standing behind, all of them have a lot of scars, blood stained on the whole body, and slightly tired, but their eyes are full of a strong firmness, a kind of Rather die unyielding. Among these nine people, there was Zhong Shan's friend, Zhao Suoxiang.

Zhao Suo's left eye had been swollen, and the corners of his mouth were filled with blood, but his eyes were full of murderous look directly at the enemy in front.

Nine people stood back, and in front of them, was headed by another gunman.

It was a man of immense strength. His body was full of muscles, and between his eyebrows, there was a spirit of righteousness. He held the gun with one hand, and pointed at the spear, with a strong anger in his eyes.