"Grandpa, your old man is finally here!"

Seeing two old men coming from afar, the young master hurriedly ran forward to greet him.

One of the old men had thinning hair, walked a little unsteadily, and looked a lot stiff on his back, but he helped an old man who walked straight towards the big tent in the barracks.

The old man was smiling, his eyes cloudy and slightly narrowed, and he looked like an ordinary kind old man.

But the young master and the middle-aged man and bodyguard behind him all knew very well that the power possessed by this kind and kind old man was absolutely terrifying.

A very simple thing is enough to show the extraordinaryness of the old man, that is, bullets are useless to the old man at all.

"Han'er, how are things going?" asked the old man with a smile.

Hearing this, the young master's heart tightened, his eyes flickered and looked at the old man, and he said stubbornly: "Grandpa, that kid has eaten the Bat Demon Jindan, and he is no longer an ordinary person, and he is currently ......."

"Okay, grandpa, I didn't come here to ask about the crime, do you remember what grandpa told you before he came?"

"Remember!"

The young master nodded vigorously, and the next moment he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly turned to look at everyone behind him, and shouted: "What are you doing here, let me go into the mountains to search for that kid, if you don't find him, you will deduct your three months' offerings!"

As soon as they heard that they would have to deduct three months' offerings, many armed squads that were originally neatly arranged suddenly dispersed and entered the mountains and forests to continue searching for Luo Song's traces.

The vicinity of the barracks at the foot of the mountain was suddenly empty, except for the two old men, there were only the young master and his two men.

"Let's go, let's talk about it. The old man opened his mouth lightly, and the rickety old man beside him helped him into the tent.

The young master hesitated for a moment, glanced at the middle-aged man and the bodyguard in sunglasses, and the two of them walked away very consciously.

On the one hand, they are not qualified to listen, and on the other hand, they have to prevent others from eavesdropping.

The two know very well that secrets that should not be known must not be heard, otherwise I am afraid that in the end, they will not even know how they died.

Watching the two walk away, the young master walked into the tent.

"Get on your knees!"

As soon as he walked into the tent, a majestic voice shouted, and the young master did not hesitate, knelt on the ground, lowered his head and did not dare to raise his head.

"It's been more than two thousand years since the last time the Immortal Gate was opened, if I can go to the real cultivation world through the Immortal Gate, I will ...... my family."

At the same time, the search in the mountains and forests continued, and Luo Song, who originally haunted at night, was active during the day for the first time today.

Wu Kun gave him the task today with one word, kill!

No matter who you see, as long as it is an irrelevant person, you will kill the other party, because if you don't kill the other party, it will be Luo Song himself who will die.

There is no need for Wu Kun to remind him of this, Luo Song has long understood, otherwise he would not have shown mercy to his subordinates when he killed the three squads last night.

There's nothing to say, either you die or I die, that's the current situation.

Moreover, if Luo Song wants to fight for the Immortal Gate, he must kill all the people who interfere, the armed team is just the beginning, and it is not even an appetizer, only by killing all those who stand in his way can he enter the Immortal Gate.

"Attack!"

The gunfire continued, shooting in the direction of the shadow's escape.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow disappeared into the dense forest, leaving two corpses lying on the ground, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings.

This time, Luo Song did not fight to the death with a small team, after finding the right time to kill the people who could be killed, when the other armed men reacted and opened fire, he had already left with his extraordinary speed, and did not give those people a chance at all.

After escaping, Luo Song did not turn back, but continued to sneak in the advance, attacking and killing the other armed squads.

As Wu Kun said, even if he was a cultivator now, he had to rely on such a method to kill people before he had no fear of bullets.

After receiving Wu Kun's training, his body seemed to have been developed like never before, whether it was speed, strength, or perception ability, it had increased exponentially, and even his judgment ability was far beyond that of normal people.

If the young master sniped him now, he was confident that the other party wouldn't even be able to touch the corners of his clothes.

When he thought of the young master, Luo Song couldn't help but touch his shoulder, although the gunshot wound there had long been healed, but Luo Song had always kept it in his heart, if his body hadn't been transformed by the bat demon Jin Dan, that shot would definitely kill him.

Who will not kill the person who wants his own life.

"Either you die or I die, I will make you pay!"

Luo Song jumped like an ape between the trees in the dense forest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as for the nine corpses lying on the spot, either pierced in the head and heart by wooden thorns, or crushed in the throat, all of them were fatal with a single blow, without any gunshot wounds.

Luo Song had killed so many people, it was easy to get a gun, and with his skills, it would be faster to solve a squad with a gun, but Wu Kun did not allow him to use a gun.

According to what Wu Kun said, the most powerful thing for a cultivator is the power he masters, and the weapons are all foreign objects, so it is okay to borrow them, but once the weapons are gone, the strength will be greatly reduced, and the final result of those armed forces that have finished shooting bullets can be imagined.

Somewhere in the mountains and forests, an armed squad sat on the ground eating compressed biscuits, and everyone was in a heavy mood, as if they were eating the last meal.

Over the course of the day, they lost contact with the other squads.

And just ten minutes ago, the last team with contact was broken, which also means that of all the armed teams searching, only they are left, and at the beginning there are two people lost, a team of seven people.

"Damn, I can't stand it!"

One soldier threw away the compressed biscuit in his hand, and as the other six watched, he raised his rifle.

Bang bang bang!

He fired three shots in a certain direction and scolded: "Dog boy, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu, what kind of ability is hiding in the shadows, if you appear in front of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will ...... with one shot"

Burst!

The wooden spike flew out and pierced the soldier's temple directly, and when he fell to the ground, the other six people were so frightened that they hurriedly stood up, looked around in horror, and their hands trembled.

It's true that they are outlaws, but why should they choose to die if they can live, and it is still this kind of death that awaits an inexplicable horror.

And, judging from the previous squads that were killed, the target did not have a single shot or bullet, either a wooden thorn was inserted into a fatal place, or the neck was choked, and what is even more incredible is that some people were punched through the chest and died.

Is this still something that people can do?

They all have such doubts in their hearts, but the instinctive fear of life makes them not think too much, and now their only thought is to live, and the most important thing is to live as much as possible.

As long as there is a life, the money or something will be earned later, but if the life is gone, even if there is more money, it is useless.

"Run!"

I don't know who of the six shouted, and the six people rushed in different directions.

The goal together is too big, and only by scattering and escaping can they hope to survive, but what they don't know is that what Luo Song wants is such a result, so that he can break them one by one and solve them one by one.

The screams came from different directions, and the captain of the second team was a burly man of one meter eight or nine, but at this time he was frightened by the screams from different directions.

He fled through the forest, praying in his heart that the man would not catch up, but that he would escape from here, and he swore to live a dull life and never do the mercenary again.

It's really that those people died too weirdly, even if he used to be a soldier who was not afraid of heaven and earth, but in the face of inexplicable death, he was as helpless as a normal person.

"Ahh

As if he couldn't take it anymore, he turned around and saw a figure following him, he raised his gun and swept it forward.

When the gunfire was over, he slowly lowered his head to see a long sharp wooden thorn stuck in his heart, blood spurting out like a spring, and the whole person was stunned, and he fell to the ground with his head up, and he couldn't believe how he had been stabbed until he died.

At the moment when he lay down, Luo Song's figure appeared on a big tree, but his face was a little ugly.

His left arm was hit, and he could feel the bullet hitting his bones, and if he didn't take it out in time, even if he was a cultivator, he wouldn't be able to carry it.

Luo Song gritted his teeth, as if he was struggling with something, but finally turned around and disappeared into the woods, fleeing in the direction of the brown bear cave, seeking Wu Kun's help.

Just when Luo Song was killing many search armed teams, in the barracks tent at the bottom of the mountain, three people from the mysterious family were plotting a shocking event.

"Grandpa, can you really be sure that the opening of the immortal gate has something to do with that kid?" The young master's face was a little ugly, and he looked at the old man with a complicated expression.

"What, you have doubts about Grandpa's words?" said the old man with a smile as he looked at the young master.

"No, I have never doubted your words, grandpa, but I can't figure it out, the immortal gate that appears once in a thousand years is actually related to an ordinary kid, this is really ......"

"Incredible?"

"Hmph, until now do you still think that kid is ordinary?"

Well?

The young master raised his head and looked at the old man puzzled.

At this time, the old man no longer had a chuckle on his face, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said: "No matter how ordinary that kid was before, he not only did not die after eating the bat demon golden pill, but also had a power that ordinary people could not imagine, he was no longer an ordinary person." ”

"Or that kid is already a cultivator now. The old man looked at the young master with deep meaning.

The young master's mouth moved, he wanted to refute it, but what the old man said was also true, otherwise, with an ordinary person, how could he kill more than a hundred armed people.

Thinking that Luo Song had already become a cultivator, the killing intent against Luo Song in his heart not only did not decrease, but became more and more intense.