Yin Dong was also very curious, covering his forehead that had been smashed out of a small bag by Shizier, looked at his uncle, and asked for a while: "The old liar said that Uncle Shi is the most among your brothers, is it really fake?"

Syllable!

Jiang Tianyou raised his palm, rewarded Yin Dong with a sturdy potsticker, and said faintly: "You also said that your master is an old liar, can he believe his words?"

The person who knows the times is Junjie, Yin Dong said rebelliously: "I also think that the old liar doesn't have a word of truth, the last time the dragon envoy of the Qin family, Qin Yuanfeng, came, and beat him with his head in his arms, and he didn't even leave me a message, so he fled without a trace." You, the elder who beat Qin Yuanfeng, are like beating your grandson, and the old liar is completely incomparable to Uncle Shi. ”

The corners of Jiang Tianyou's mouth hooked slightly, and he said happily: "Go back and tell your master this." ”

"Then I must say, being a master is not responsible at all, if it weren't for Uncle Shi to protect our brothers, we would have been bullied to death. When the old liar comes back, I'm going to have Xiaobao burn his goatee!"

After Yin Dong finished speaking, he pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Uncle Shi, where is my master hiding?"

"Your master returns to ......"

Halfway through the words, Jiang Tianyou's eyes flashed, and he smiled evilly: "Hey, boy, don't try to trick me, but Uncle Shi can remember that you have to burn your master's beard." ”

"Remember, remember, don't grind, hurry up and clean up the old salted fish of the Qin family, and go and look at Dian Wenzi by the way, don't let him capsize in the gutter, the master and nephew are dead under your nose, and your old face is dull, isn't it?"

Obviously worried about Gu Wen and wanted Uncle Shi to protect him, Yin Dong wanted to squeeze Uncle Shi, and he was hit by Uncle Shi again, only to touch his head and rush out, and soon disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

Outside the base of Baishan, the fields and cities that used to be occupied by the jungle have been swept up to the treetops, and all you can see are undulating mountain forests, the storm is still raging, and from time to time there are beast roars in the depths of the dense manglin.

Yin Dong flew directly through the woods, and it didn't take long to see two groups of people fighting, one of them was the team of the Baishan base, and the other was the disciple of the Holy Gate. His eyes were full of murderous light, and his body did not pause at all, and he rushed directly towards the disciples of the Holy Gate.

The disciples of the Holy Gate had no fighting spirit and just wanted to escape, but they had magic weapons on them to protect them and talismans, and they desperately wanted to break through, but they were also on par with the soldiers of the Baishan base, if they didn't count Yin Dong, they would really let many people escape.

"Get out of the way, or we'll die together!"

A disciple of the Holy Gate shouted violently, and sacrificed a stone carving-like magic weapon, turning into a black bear the size of ten zhang, and fell to the ground, the surface of the ground shook, and cracks like spiderwebs appeared.

"You go to die!"

Yin Dong's indifferent voice sounded, and a blood-colored dragon shadow slashed through the air, hitting the Holy Gate disciple like lightning, a headshot, without the master's control, the black bear turned back into a stone carving-like magic weapon and fell into the underground crack.

"Kill!"

Out of the shout, Yin Dong slapped out a blood dragon claw and landed in the middle of the disciples of the Holy Gate, the blood-colored dragon shadow exploded, and suddenly half of the head of an unlucky egg was blown off, and it fell on Zhou Ling, the same door next to him, and his brain was all over Zhou Ling's face.

Zhou Ling was stunned, watching Yin Dong ghostly rush over, the bodies of the surrounding Holy Gate disciples continued to crumble, and her whole body was about to collapse.

With Yin Dong's roar, the soldiers of the Baishan base were full of momentum, like tigers and wolves, wrapped in the killing aura of Chongxiao, encircled and suppressed the Holy Gate disciples present, and did not let any of them escape.

"A bunch of spicy chickens, dare to snatch our base?"

"Come to my Baishan base to commit murder, there is only one end, and that is death!"

"Kill!"

The roars of the warriors shook the sky, and the attacks became more ferocious, and they were not afraid of death. Their momentum completely shattered the fighting spirit of the Holy Gate disciples, and in less than ten minutes, the Holy Gate disciples were slaughtered, and many of them didn't have time to use the talismans and magic weapons.

"Continue the pursuit, and don't let go of a single enemy!"

After Yin Dong finished speaking, his body flashed, and the whole person rose into the air, flying and shuttling in the jungle.

At this time, Ling Fan had already sent out all the military and civilian teams to comprehensively pursue and suppress the fleeing enemy, and together with all the beasts and pets in the base, they all entered the jungle outside the base, and murderously pursued the Holy Gate and the Qin family's fish that slipped through the net.

Thundered!

In the dense jungle, from time to time, a hand-to-hand battle broke out, the smell of blood was permeated, and it was quickly dispersed by the storm, but the storm could not wash away the blood and corpses that filled the stagnant water, and this jungle became a bloody battlefield.

The fish that slipped through the net between the Holy Gate and the Qin family were already at a disadvantage in numbers, and they had no fighting spirit, and they were even more terrifying because they didn't know the direction, they were all jumping around in the jungle like headless flies, and if they were not careful, they would bump into the team that pursued them.

This war is a war to protect the homeland, whether it is the invaders or the anti-aggression fighters, there is no way out, and there is no room for mercy.

Kill one, you live or die!

In the stormy sky, Yin Dong's eyes were as red as blood, like a tireless killing machine, and what he heard in his ears was also the sound of killing, what he saw in front of him was blood-colored, and there was a violent and bloodthirsty momentum around him.

"Kill!"

A group of warriors not far from Yin Dong encountered a group of disciples of the Holy Gate who were twice as large as themselves, but they still did not flinch, roared, burst out with a ferocious murderous aura all over their bodies, and pounced.

No enemy can escape!

All the warriors fought bravely with the belief that they would rather die than let go of an enemy, and the knives in their hands were no longer sharp, but they still swung them with all their might, constantly attacking the enemy.

In such a battle, they were all covered in bruises, and with each agitation and collision, they could fall down and never get up again, but no one retreated, and as long as they breathed a sigh of relief, they would get up again and join the battle again.

Gu Wen was also in this team of warriors, and it was he who took the anemone to block the most powerful Holy Gate powerhouse.

That Holy Gate powerhouse is a fire-type monk, who is already a monk in the cultivation period, but when he attacked the base formation before, he was injured by the light spear condensed by the power of the formation, and his strength is comparable to the late stage of foundation building, and he was intercepted by Gu Wen at this time, and he couldn't get rid of it quickly, and he could only cast a fireball technique that didn't consume much.

In the air of this blood-colored battlefield, fireballs flew up from time to time, and they were all intercepted by sea anemones wrapped around Gu Wen's body. Every fireball flew out, and a sea anemone tentacle accurately captured it, and then threw it at the Holy Gate disciples, killing and injuring many Holy Gate disciples, so that the other warriors could barely maintain a stalemate.

"Volley of fire!"

The Holy Gate powerhouse also hit a real fire and roared violently.