Listening to the shouting and killing sound behind the bronze gate, the eyes of Wang Hu and the other thirteen core monks also turned red, and a fierce aura emanated from them, like wisps of black smoke, shrouded and dissipated, short three or four zhang, and nearly ten zhang high.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

This ferocious aura was cultivated over time in the year and a half that they followed Luo Chuan to fight, and it was often exposed and increased in their might when they were fighting.

However, compared with Luo Chuan's fierce aura, Wang Hu's thirteen people were more than a little inferior.

The ferocious aura rose from Luo Chuan's body, spread, and through the bronze gates on both sides, it penetrated into the nine thousand-step cells, counting the one that Luo Chuan occupied alone, a total of ten cells.

The more than 2,000 monks in these ten cells are the foundation of Luo Chuan's shili.

At this time, almost all the fronts of the nine cells were attacked by Yan Zhongxian, and the monks under Luo Chuan fought and retreated, and they had retreated behind the bronze gates on both sides of Luo Chuan's side.

Through the bronze gate, the monks sensed Luo Chuan's breath, and their confidence and fighting spirit were rekindled. However, the keys to the bronze gate were all in the hands of the supervising monks, and they were only one door away from Luo Chuan, but they could not open it.

"Boss, something seems wrong. Wang Hu walked up and whispered, "These doors are open at this time on weekdays, but they are tightly closed today. ”

"Don't think about it, the overseer must have done it on purpose. Another core monk said.

"Could it be that this time, Yan Zhongxian has even bought off the supervising monks? Among the three leaders of the supervising monks, the Western Heavenly Sword King and the Northern Sha Jun have not yet returned, and the remaining bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang and our boss have never dealt with ......"

"Yan Zhongxian's hand is really ruthless! First, he planted a traitor. Bought through the three of them. Right now, they are teaming up with the Bloody Hand Immortal Slaughter to separate us from more than 2,000 brothers!"

"Yes, it's just a dead end for a few of us to go to Yan Zhongxian like this!"

The core monks whispered, their faces uneasy.

Wang Hu's brows furrowed, and a trace of nervousness appeared in his heart.

In the cannon fodder camp, if you offend the boss of a party, you may end up with death, but if you offend the supervising monks, it will only be worse than death.

Among the three leaders of the supervising monks, Boss Luo has a good relationship with the Western Heavenly Sword King and the Northern Shajun. It has a general relationship with the bloody hand immortal slaughter Li Guang. It can even be said to be bad, and for some reason, the Bloody Hand Immortal Tu Li Guang likes to make things difficult for Boss Luo from time to time, but he is closest to Yan Zhongxian.

Two months ago. The Western Heavenly Sword King and Beisha Jun have something to go out. He has not returned. Only Li Guang is left of the three major leaders, and he is in charge alone. At this time, Yan Zhongxian attacked Luo Chuan without warning. I don't want to know that Li Guang's support must be indispensable behind this.

"Boss......" Wang Hu hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Yan Zhongxian is obviously prepared, and nine times out of ten, he wants to move seriously and wipe us out." Coupled with Li Guang's support, this battle is very difficult to fight...... It's better to drag it first, and wait until the Western Heaven Sword King comes back, with his support, naturally there is no need to worry about Li Guang. ”

"yes. Another core monk seemed to misinterpret Wang Hu's words: "It's better to make peace with Yan Zhongxian for the time being." ”

"If we can sum up, we can at least reduce the loss a little. ”

"There is not without precedents for peace in cannon fodder camps. As long as two-thirds of the prison houses were ceded, most would agree to peace...... Boss, why don't you give it a try?"

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood. More than 2,000 brothers are still locked up inside, and if they come hard, these 2,000 brothers will not be able to keep it. ”

Three more core monks chimed in.

Luo Chuan didn't speak, he stood quietly in the middle of the corridor, and the fierce aura like black smoke gathered above his head and spread in all directions, as if a giant hand was stretching out its tentacles and slamming up the bronze gates of the nine prisons.

Suddenly, Luo Chuan slashed out with a palm!

His eyes were instantly filled with a strange light that was almost bursting, a ball of bright white light gathered from his palm, compressed, and boiled, and when one palm was split, the shijie in front of him seemed to be split into two pieces, and an abyss of air waves like ocean waves was born from under his palm, pulling the air on both sides of him.

"It's momentum!" said one of the core monks.

From the time Luo Chuan's palm was split out to withdrawn, it only took one-tenth of a flick of his fingers. When the tenth flicked of the fingers, the nine bronze gates on both sides of the corridor suddenly trembled violently, making a drum-like sound.

With a bang, three of the nine bronze gates were pulled out in one piece! The other six were torn apart and scattered, revealing the scene behind the doors!

With a bang, the bronze gate fell to the ground.

There was silence inside and outside the cell.

Whether it was the core monks or the monks in the prison house, they all stared at the gate destroyed by Luo Chuan in shock, they knew that Luo Boss was very strong, otherwise they would not choose to cling, but no one expected that Luo Boss could also break the door of the sealed prison with his physical strength alone!

The one hundred and thirty-six thousand-step prison houses in the cannon fodder camp, whether it is the bronze wall or the gate, are all blessed with the Heavenly Xuanwen Seal, even if it is at the level of Qi Xiu and Tuxing King, a full blow cannot cause the slightest damage to the wall gate, and it is almost a fool's dream to break the bronze gate with one palm.

However, in the cannon fodder battalion, not no one can do this.

In the past fifty years, Yan Zhongxian and Boss Bai have done it, and there is no third person other than that.

When Yan Zhongxian was first imprisoned in the cannon fodder camp, because he did not want to be humiliated, he broke through 30 thousand-step prisons by himself, destroying 20 bronze walls and 13 bronze gates.

And Boss Bai also once pointed at him after a drunken time, pointed out a wave of air, and smashed a gate a thousand steps away, which made him the second person in the cannon fodder camp overnight, second only to Yan Zhongxian.

Luo Chuan's smashing of the door today not only gave hope to the more than 2,000 monks under his hands, but also made the monks under Yan Zhongxian's hands at the front of the prison frightened and frightened, and hesitated.

Taking advantage of this, more than 2,000 monks rushed out of the nine cells and gathered behind Luo Chuan, among them, forty percent of the monks rose with a fierce aura, like black smoke, but they were all less than a foot high.

"Who else wants to make peace?"

Luo Chuan turned his head and swept the three core cultivators indifferently.

The three core monks stiffened. pursed his lips, and a sense of war gradually appeared on his face.

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

"Go directly to the lair surnamed Yan and bring back all the previous ones!"

The three core monks were the first to rush out with red eyes, followed by the rest of the core monks and more than two thousand monks, rushing up as if a black tide was rushing in the corridor.

I don't know when, Luo Chuan has appeared at the forefront of the team, his eyes are cold, his long hair is flying, and he looks like a fierce god.

Along the way, I also encountered many monks who came to intercept them. or be easily dispersed by Luo Chuan's men. Either he saw that Luo Chuan was menacing, and he didn't dare to face the battle, so he automatically backed down.

It didn't take long for the cannon fodder battalion to be in a dense grid-like passage. There are only Yan Zhongxian, Bai Boss and Luo Chuan left.

The rest of the house bosses closed their doors one after another. Take care of your men. Hide from afar and watch the battle.

It didn't take long for Luo Chuan and the monks behind him to rush through the thirty-eight passages, breaking up fourteen sniper blocks. Appears in front of a tall, gray city.

In the cannon fodder camp, there are only one prison cell, and this city is also a prison, but it is a special prison: the first house of the cannon fodder camp.

The castle is a defensive artifact that contains the space of Sumeru mustard seeds, and is a birthday gift from the overseer monk to the head of the first prison.

Among the many imprisoned monks in the cannon fodder camp, the only one who could sit on an equal footing with the supervising monks was Yan Zhongxian, the king of the flesh.

The monks who had been murderous all the way came to the front of the city and quieted down in unison.

They looked at the three people at the head of the city, and the fanaticism and fighting intent on their faces began to decline, and finally dissipated, replaced by awe and unease.

The three people at the head of the city, on the left hand side, are Yan Zhongxian, the landlord of this place. Dressed in a brown feather robe, with long hair and a shawl, he looks handsome, different from the burly and strong people imagined, Yan Zhongxian was born quite exquisitely, with fair skin and a faint luster.

However, those who are proficient in the way of the flesh know that the real physical masters will not be three feet tall, nor will they be strangely shaped, and their appearance is often no different from ordinary people, and it is difficult to detect if they are not carefully observed.

On the right-hand side is a middle-aged monk with a rugged face and a compassionate smile on his face. Compared to Yan Zhongxian, Boss Bai was even more ordinary, like an ordinary monk who could be seen everywhere in the cultivation world. Among the many bosses in the cannon fodder camp, Boss Bai is also the one with the best reputation and the most faithful.

On the main seat of Yan Zhongxian and Boss Bai, there was a bald fat man with five big and three thick, red faces. When the bald fat man looks at people, he always subconsciously squints his eyes, which makes people always think that he is laughing.

At this time, he looked at Luo Chuan, and it was like this.

"Boss Luo, haven't you been in retreat, why are you free to come over today?" Bloody Hand Immortal Tu Li Guang stared at Luo Chuan with a smile: "What's the matter? You brought such a person here? Boss Luo, what do you mean by this?"

Luo Chuan didn't speak, just raised his head and looked at Yan Zhongxian lightly.

Yan Zhongxian took a sip of wine, gently put down the wine cup, turned his face to look at Luo Chuan, and smiled slightly.

Airplanes!

Two waves of evil qi were released from the eyes of the two people, like two black rainbows, crashing into the air.

Seeing that Luo Chuan only cared about confronting Yan Zhongxian, but snubbed the bloody hand immortal slaughtering Li Guang, Wang Hu thought about it, walked out from behind Luo Chuan, and bowed deeply towards the city: "Back to Lord Li, here's the thing, Boss Yan tore up the agreement privately, and also sent people to attack Boss Luo's territory......"

Before Wang Hu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the laughter of the city.

The bloody hand immortal slaughtered Li Guang and looked up, laughing so hard that the mountains shook, the sky was dark, and the city trembled. As the leader of the supervising monks, Li Guang is not bound by prohibitions and magic circles, and is able to use Dao power.

Except for Yan Zhongxian, Bai Boss and Luo Chuan, the rest of the monks were dizzy, staggering, and extremely uncomfortable in Li Guang's laughter.

"Territory, you prisoners, where did you come from?"

"Wang Hu, you little lackey! What qualifications do you have to talk to this seat!"

"Hmph, even if you boss, in front of this seat, is just a watchdog! One day it makes this seat feel bad, this seat doesn't want it, let alone continue to be the boss, even if he dies, this seat will not let him die well. ”

Li Guang said with a smile, his gaze moved from Wang Hu to Luo Chuan, his eyes were playful, and his tone slowed down: "Boss Luo, you haven't answered this seat yet." What do you mean by bringing so many people? (To be continued......