Storm of Kings

A voice came from the empty valley: "Who are you? How dare you come to our mountain with a sharp weapon. Don't go forward, stand on the spot and disarm immediately, and your teeth will collapse half a word..."

The words were not finished yet, only a bang was heard, and the figure fell into the dust.

"It's hard for a **** to hide. How about my Tumoming musket? Hahaha, kill a big ghost." Chu Tianxiong was about to stand up and show his power, and Zhou Lie glared back.

There are open and hidden lines in the team, Pei Lu, Wang Ziqin, and Wang Ziqing have been hiding in secret, but Lao Chu’s ostentatious temper recurs. If someone cuts his identity, it doesn’t matter to me, but what about his family in Dao Palace ? How dangerous is it?

Such a big person and acting so recklessly is definitely not the blessing of the team.

Zhou Lie passed through directly: "You squint me honestly. If you dare to show your power, I will reward you with a bowl of Mengpo soup, so that you can completely forget who you are and save my nephews and nieces from suffering. "

"Hey, I'm going, it's my fault, my fault! I don't dare anymore, I will treat myself as a dead person." Chu Tianxiong suddenly turned off, and if he was changed to someone else, he would really not be able to suppress him, but Zhou Lie said It must be so good, this is the friendship and majesty of the wind and rain!

Chu Tianxiong was honest, but this shot attracted a group of horrible ghosts, and ghosts appeared endlessly in the valley.

Someone above his head sternly asked: "Who are you? You dare to come to our mountain to be wild. If you disturb the distinguished guests, you will definitely be taken to the Hell of the Sixteenth Tour Zeng and you will receive endless punishment."

"Oh? The Sixteen Journeys Increased Hell?" Zhou Lie looked up, and there were many images appearing between his thoughts. It was the Sixteen Journeys Increased Hell.

Suddenly there was a scream: "No! Who are you? How can you control the Sixteenth Tour? How can the judge of punishment and evil?"

This big ghost and little ghost dare to stir up the situation in front of the Ksitigarbha, what else is there?

After blinking a few eyes, the inside and outside of the valley suddenly became quiet, the wind was light, and there was no trace of haze.

These scenes suppressed the ghosts on the mountain, but this valley is only a corner of the entire Chuizuka Mountain, which can be said to be very insignificant.

Soon there will be ghosts adding up and launching an attack on these outsiders who dare to offend the Western Ghost Emperor.

Thousands of ghosts come in all shapes and colors, even the broken temple has become a haunted house, "creaking" propped up and fell down, then thumped and rolled forward, looking like a ball of hob meat.

And the cracked wheels, like a water tank shot from a cannonball, black hair like a waterfall, and fleshy piers full of grimace!

Good guys! The other Meng Nu is also a ghost, but she looks pleasing to the eye. Looking at these ghosts again, they were all weird and ugly beyond imagination, and I didn't want to look at them again at the first glance.

Without Zhou Lie's instructions, everyone in the line lined up, waving their swordsmen and cutting them forward.

Although the divinity gradually disappeared after everyone crossed into the underworld, the seeds of abnormal movement have taken root deeply, and both reaction ability and speed have been greatly improved.

Slaughtering these low-level ghosts is like cutting vegetables and melons, as long as they pay attention to each other, there is basically no need to worry about battle damage. Occasionally encountering a powerful ghost, raising the submachine gun is a shuttle to ensure that the wheel falls to the ground and the jar is broken. Don't think of it.

"Rumble..."

Several howitzers hit the haunted house, creating a small mushroom cloud.

I don't know how many years of cultivation, the big guy exploded with green blood, which looked a bit disgusting.

After the nearby ghosts were bathed in green blood, they turned out to be particularly vigorous. Some ghosts rushed towards the green blood and escalated quickly after rolling a circle, causing some trouble to the team.

Zhou Lie glanced at it and then stopped looking, and instead spoke to Zhang Tiande: "How many years have you not returned to Longhu Mountain? Know who is in charge of Longhu Mountain now? Is it on the side of the Song Dynasty or the South Tang?

"The disciple has heard about it. The head teacher is Zhang Tianlu. He is my own brother, but he met a few times when he was young. When he grew up, he went to different things and didn’t interact with each other! I heard that this person is very smooth, between the Song Dynasty and the Southern Tang Dynasty. Wandering around is nothing more than to see which one gives more benefits and wait for the price. Longhushan is a big family that is not easy to manage, so Tuer would rather be a wild crane than to mix in."

Zhang Tiande looked at the fierce fighter who was fighting, and couldn't help but praised: "What a majestic Taoist soldier! It turns out that there are so many escorts around the teacher, which really opened the eyes of the disciple. But what happened just now? Middenden seemed to say."

Meng Nu chuckled and laughed, stretched out her hand to push the bell tied to Zhang Tiande's waist, and said, "You are like a juggler. Do you think these bells can block the fascination? Heck, it's so funny, the Bodhisattva actually To accept you as a disciple, should you shave your head? You have been practicing in Buddhism for a few years and reciting Buddhist scriptures so that you can get all tacky?"

"Bodhisattva? What Bodhisattva?"

Zhang Tiande was a little trapped. Why did he wake up with so many people around him? And the woman in the wedding dress in front of me looks both righteous and evil, and every movement is full of charm, which makes him feel like a seven-year-old heart! Suddenly up and down like falling into the clouds.

"Hehe, I don't even know who my master is, so stupid, so stupid!"

"Isn't it? Does the teacher come from Buddhism? And he is still a great power who has attained the great fruit status of a Bodhisattva?" Zhang Tiande continued on the road to the circle of entrapment, the battle was almost over.

According to their ranks, these ghosts can reach up to rank six, and there are only two or three, which is naturally not enough for everyone to draw!

The chaos here has attracted the attention of the strong in the mountains.

Someone furiously killed him, driving a ghost cloud at his feet, pointing his finger down and saying: "This emperor is banishing distinguished guests. You are so brave and brave enough to attack Qizhong Mountain. It must be the Song who knows the immortal Han. Here, come to disturb the alliance between our two sides."

"Han Xianren? Is it Han Xiangzi? Unexpectedly, this person was really casual, and I met here!" Zhou Lie said, squinting his eyes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com carefully looked at the aura of the mountain, only to see a blue aura Straight through the sky.

"Huh! Asking knowingly!"

This man took out a flag and waved it and said, "Come on! The black mandrill, the ghost generals under his command, raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, and slaughter these pickled goods for the emperor."

Zhou Lie patted Xiang Di Ting's big head.

Di listened to the meaning, and if there was a godly help under his feet, he reached the mountain in a blink of an eye and walked into the magnificent palace.

The direction of the battlefield roared, and the man who claimed to be the emperor was taken care of by Lang Dingtian.

Zhou Lie left the rear to everyone to deal with, and went straight into the ghost mansion by himself.

When Di listened to pause, it happened that the singer was dancing, and there was a man with a magnificent spirit sitting down.

There is a poem saying: "It was originally a nephew of Changli, who had come to understand the Dao and his uncle. If it weren't for the book Zai Lan Guanxue, I would never know the name of the immortal!"

This man is Han Xiangzi among the Eight Immortals.