Rumble!

Rumble!

The tide of beasts like mountains and seas overwhelmed everything.

In front of the small mountain village, the gray-clothed man was like a dam erected in the tide, no matter how turbulent the beast tide was, he couldn't advance for half a minute, and countless beasts crashed into the wall of solid qi!

The momentum is so strong that the villagers of the entire small mountain village are like seeing a god and are extremely awe-inspiring.

I don't know how many people fell to their knees and thanked the gods for saving their lives.

"Helper!"

"Helper!"

Figures rushed out from behind the mountain village, and their swords were raised, protecting them near the mountain village.

Everyone is a strong martial artist, but they can't help but tremble when they look at this overwhelming beast tide, before such a terrifying power, only the strong people of the divine vein can compete.

Those with strong qi veins can only protect themselves.

Under the qi veins, even the whole corpse can't be left.

Because of this kind of impact, it is really too terrifying, and many of the people have participated in the hunting of Nantian Mountain, and such a power is almost comparable to the impact of the 800,000 cavalry of the Golden Wolf Royal Court.

Whew~~~

In front of the mountain village, the air flow was whistling, and the big man was independent between the wind, and the gray robe spread for miles with the surging true qi, and the momentum was as majestic as a mountain.

Countless beasts were shattered into bloody mud by the force of its fierce palms, piling up a wall of flesh and blood, and finally, with a terrible scream, thousands of beasts diverged away,

Bypass the mountain village, then flee into the distance.

After a long time, the big man turned around with a solemn face:

"Elder Wang, Elder Fang, Elder He, what is the direction in which you are coming?"

Some villagers looked up, and then they saw the appearance of the big man, he was dressed in a gray robe, nine feet high, with long hands and feet, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and his eyes were deep, like a deep lake, but there was a different kind of light.

"The situation is not optimistic."

The man called Elder Wang took two steps forward, and his face turned pale:

"Dozens of nearby villages have basically been trampled down, although the young women and children in the village have escaped by hiding in cellars, but there is no food rations, and there is no tile to cover their bodies, only afraid of ........"

Some of the other beggar gang masters looked at the mess around them, and their faces were also gloomy.

Born in a poor family, of course, they know what it means for these ordinary people who can barely feed themselves when they are not halfway through the year, and all the acres of land have been destroyed.

Wang Jinlong looked at the mountains in the distance with billowing smoke, and a touch of slaughter appeared on his face:

"Set fire to the mountain, the sin deserves death!"

Liangzhou is mountainous, and most of the mountain people's lives depend on the mountains, not to mention the casualties caused by this fire, even if the fire is extinguished, the problems left behind are huge.

It can be said that there are real corpses everywhere.

"Gang Master Wang, before I came, I saw that the army of Qianshan Pass was dispatched, tens of thousands of troops were killed by beasts, and the rest of the checkpoints, the city garrison was also dispatched, and the beast tide should not spread again."

Elder He sighed lightly:

"It's just that those displaced people may not be properly resettled."

"The fire is still spreading, and I'm afraid there will be more and more beasts......."

Fang Changlong shook his head slightly, not very optimistic.

The mountains of Liangzhou stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and there are countless beasts among them, and I am afraid that there are less than one in 10,000 at this time, and the Liangzhou garrison may be able to control it.

If the fire spreads again, it may not be able to be controlled.

"Three Elders!"

Wang Jinlong glanced at the villagers in the mountain village, and then ordered:

"I'm going into the mountains to put out fires, disaster relief, and the matter of culling the beast tide will be handed over to the three, and I have flown pigeons to deliver messages from all over the country, so I must use the greatest strength to help the victims!"

"Yes!"

The three of them all looked serious, bowed down and said, "I will live up to the trust of the helper!" ”

"That Yun Lao'er only said that my beggar gang is hiding dirt and dirt, and this time I want him to see how my beggar gang acts!"

Wang Zhenlong waved his sleeves.

With a lift, his body had already risen into the air, and the trampling air flow was like a thunderbolt, heading straight for the burning mountains.

"Helper.......

Seeing that Wang Zhenlong was heading straight for the mountains, the three elders glanced at each other, and they were all a little worried in their hearts.

Wang Zhenlong's martial arts are at the peak, water and fire are not invaded, if it is just to fight fires, they will not worry much.

But they already knew at this time that the fire was burning in connection with the Red Sun King, and the king descended to extinguish the fire, and if he ran into the Red Sun King, he was afraid that it would be the real danger.

Although Wang Zhenlong is strong, the Red Sun Dharma King is an old devil who is still famous before Pang Wanyang.

Once encountered, the outcome is unpredictable.

But just as Wang Zhenlong intended, no one could persuade him.

The goodness is like water, the dragon has no regrets, on the rivers and lakes, there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.

........

Rumble!

Rumble!

At the top of the mountains, the air is howling.

A golden eagle like pure gold spread its wings and flew away, cutting through the air current.

The group stood on the back of the golden eagle, looking at the mountains where the flames spread, and their expressions were solemn.

In front of everyone, there was a middle-aged man in a golden python robe with a slender physique.

The middle-aged man was handsome, with a three-foot long hair under his chin glowing red, and his bearing was graceful and luxurious.

At this time, his sword eyebrows stood up, and there was a hint of evil in his eyebrows.

"Lord God Catcher, according to the Golden Feather Eagle, after the Red Sun King set fire to the mountain, he still stayed in the mountain and has not left until now........"

A young man in a black suit, holding a black iron long stick, with a grim face, bowed down and said:

"Will there be any fraud in this?"

His name is Xiao Qingguo, and he is a master of the six famous catches, on the same level as Xue Chaoyang and Tuoba Chongguang.

Today, it is the only remaining famous catch.

The other was the ram Yuan who stood beside him, dressed like an old peasant.

This ram is far away, and he is also the oldest person among the six famous hunters of the six gates, and according to legend, he also chased Pang Wanyang decades ago, and even fought without dying.

Among the six famous catches, he is the first.

The status of the six doors is even higher, because the god catcher is his disciple.

"Set fire to the mountain in the hinterland of my Dafeng, this red sun is rampant to this point, that Yang Lin is stupid to join forces with the Six Hell Demon Sect, he is really stupid as a pig!"

The voice of the god catcher was cold, and the words were full of the strong murderous aura that could not be blown away by the howling wind and air currents in the sky:

"Go back this time, then Yang Lin must give an explanation to this seat!"

His words were harsh, and his will spread out in the sky like substance, making the rest of the headhunters tremble.

Compared with Yang Lin of Jinyi Wei, Cao Tiangang of Dongchang, and Han Weigong of Qintianjian, the god of hunting is the real god of killing.

In the past few decades, there are not many mountain extermination factions, and there are not 10,000 but 8,000 martial arts masters who died under him, and he is a fierce figure who can really stop children crying at night.

"This is not the time to seek responsibility."

The ram said slowly:

"That Feng Qingxuan is the holy son of the Six Hell Demon Sect, the holy son is dead, and it is inevitable that he will go crazy, Pang Wanyang did not come in person, and the old man was already a little surprised.

It seems that he has received a war letter from an old bald donkey. ”

Here and now, he is the only one who dares to speak to the god of capture like this.

"That Feng Qing Xuan's inskill is deserved to be killed, and these Six Prison Demon Sects are incapable of taking revenge on the Burning Mountain and driving away the beasts, but it is hateful and ridiculous."

The god catcher turned around, bowed slightly, and said:

"Teacher, why are you coming with me this time? The red sun has been famous for a long time, and once the war starts, the disciple may not be able to protect you. ”

"The old man is not old and can't move, how can I need you to maintain it?"

The ram was far away, but he didn't eat him, and his face was quite cold:

"Then Yun Haitian can have a few tricks with Wang Zhenlong, old man, I'm afraid that the Red Sun Dharma King won't succeed?"

Listening to his unkind words, the other headhunters looked at their noses and noses, and they were silent one by one.

The relationship between this pair of master and apprentice is very strange.

The ram became famous at a young age, and the weak crown was already full of energy, and he was once the successor of the old god hunter, but he didn't expect that he was preempted by his own apprentice, and he was inevitably unhappy.

"Wang Zhenlong has been intersecting with the clouds and the sea and sky for many years, although the friendship is evil, how much killing intent does Wang Zhenlong have? The strength of the Red Sun Dharma King is still above the King Descending Dragon, you ......."

The god catcher wanted to say more, but seeing that the old man's face was not good, he stopped talking.

looked at the other catchers, especially the newly promoted celebrities.

Originally, there were only six famous catches in the six gates, but it did not mean that there were only six qi vein masters in the six gates, on the contrary, as he cut down the mountains and exterminated the faction, there were many masters who took refuge in him.

Not long after Xue Chaoyang's death, he promoted several new celebrities.

"Later, you just have to prevent the fire from spreading, especially not to let the fire spread to Zhongzhou, if you burn the king's paddock, you will come to me!"

"Yes!"

The expressions of the people were serious, and they all responded.

It was the ram far away, and after the official order of the god of hunting, he did not dare to disobey.

Roar~~~

Gradually, the crowd heard the roar of thunder rolling in from the clouds in the distance.

"Fall!"

As soon as the eyes of the god catcher were cold, the golden eagle under the seat let out a soft cry, and then swooped down, heading straight for the burning mountains and falling.

The drop was only a few hundred feet, and everyone already felt the boiling heat in their faces.

The mountains and forests that have been burning for several days, the temperature is so high that they are all slightly discolored, but fortunately, after the qi veins are condensed, they are not afraid of water and fire, if they are ordinary people, under such high temperatures, they will soon die.

Whew~

When there were still more than 100 zhang away from the mountain forest, many of the heads on the golden eagle were all stepping in unison, like flying eagles to the edge of the burning mountain forest.

Then, the golden eagle rose one by one and roared towards the clouds again.

Everyone looked up to the sky, and saw a house the size of a house poking out of the clouds, full of fierce heads.

Then, the dragon that was more than ten zhang long, pulling the scorching air current, and the incomparably fierce dragon swooped down from the sky.

"Liu Yanchang, do you think that if you borrow the Golden Eagle King of Han Wei Palace, you will be able to catch up with the old man?"

Between the two horns of the dragon's head, the Red Sun Dharma King stood with his hands in his hands, and the turbulent air flow roared vertically and horizontally, but it did not lift the hat on his head.

The voice rumbled like thunder.

There seemed to be a ** day in the sky that suddenly lit up, and then, like a meteor, it fell down with a bang:

"But the old man is very quiet, I want to take a look, you have a few taels, you should not be worthy of the name of the god catcher!"