Chapter 582: The Eight Directions Converge

On the city wall, the kitten's eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The person standing in the sky, she had learned from the poplar, it was the sign of the realm of the Shinto monk and the realm of the great master of martial arts, and the other party did not have the true qi fluctuations of the martial artist, and there was no magic weapon to assist, so there was no doubt that it was a real person of the Shinto.

The Shinto monks of the real realm are extremely fragile in their physical bodies, and a martial artist can easily hammer them to death, but they have secret magic weapons, and no one dares to peep at them, a Shinto real person, with secret magic weapons, can easily torture and kill the masters of the realm of ten grandmasters!

"Brother Huzi" the kitten tilted its head slightly.

Huzi immediately stepped forward.

"Tell me to go down, the infrared light is aimed at that Shinto monk, each mountain, at least twenty cannons are ready, he will be killed immediately if he makes a slight move!" The kitten said in a deep voice.

"Okay" Huzi nodded and left quickly.

Shinto monks? Reality? Your secret magic weapon is very powerful, but no matter what magic weapon you have, this level is also limited, and a cannon of hundreds of millimeters is enough to blast you into scum!

By the Bibo River, Xiang Nan was embarrassed, standing with a sword, looking at the gourd valley, and then turned to look at the Shinto monks standing in the air on the Bibo River, his expression was cloudy and uncertain, and his face was unwilling.

However, after weighing, he still turned and left, but did not really leave, but came to a distance to wait.

What if, in the end, you can pick up some cheap fishing in troubled waters?

On the Bibo River, the gray-clothed old man stood in the air, and there seemed to be a breeze around his body, supporting him from falling to the ground.

His expression is kind, like an uncle next door, but his eyes are deep and not simple.

Looking at the gourd valley, he smiled, and he could even see the excitement in his heart.

Treasures, treasures bred by dragon veins, you must get them, no matter what they are, they must be extremely precious!

Suddenly, his heart tightened, he felt an aura of danger, and frowned slightly, and he followed that feeling and found that on the hills around the valley, cold metal pipes were facing him.

"Metal pipes? There is no fluctuation of the true qi of a martial artist, and there is no fluctuation of the energy of a Shinto monk, so why give yourself a dangerous aura? The place is quirky! ”

He muttered to himself that he couldn't figure out what the barrels on those hills were.

For the sake of prudence, it would be best if he could get the treasure without using his hands, after thinking about it, he looked at the kitten on the city wall and said: "Everyone, listen to me, leave, there are some things that you cannot have, and having something beyond your ability is a sin and a calamity in itself."

What he said was the truth, looking at it, the most powerful martial arts realm cultivator in the gourd valley was just a cultivator, and the treasures bred by the dragon vein were not at all something that people here could have, and they would bring disaster.

"The young master said, old and not dying is a thief, old man, don't say it's useless, go to someone else's house to grab things so high-sounding, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't leave, you will bear the consequences!" The kitten said coldly.

Reality? Are Shinto real people very powerful, when they were in the Lost River Forest, the kitten sent people to kill tens of thousands of people without blinking their eyes, how old are you!

"Stubborn!" The old man's face sank, and when he flipped his hand, a small red sword three inches long appeared in his hand.

The small sword, the whole body is fiery red, as if it is made of red crystal, it is very beautiful, but it exudes this extremely powerful aura.

With a flick of his fingers, the small red sword flew up, instantly turning into a three-meter giant sword, above the sword body, the flames rose, the flames were raging, and the flames turned into a giant bird with wings spread ten meters, circling the void, giving people great oppression.

The magic weapon, the magic weapon of the Shinto monks, is just a small sword, but it turns into a giant sword, and even spews flames to form a flame giant bird, which is the magical method of the Shinto monks.

"Get out, if not, die!" The kitten said coldly, not intimidated by the other party's methods.

Roar!

The kitten's voice fell, and the silver wolf on the side roared angrily, his body was low, and the roots of his silver hair exploded, and the silver light flowed, as if he was cheering for the kitten.

The old man frowned, and was about to command the Flame Giant Bird to fly over, but stopped.

The Flame Giant Bird vanished, and the three-meter giant sword turned into a three-inch size, hovering above his head like a fish swimming in the water.

The old man turned and looked into the distance, his brow furrowed.

In the distance, a white figure came quickly, it was a young man in white, handsome and chic, holding a white paper fan, speeding on the Bibo River, with a light toe, it was hundreds of meters away, treading water!

The young man hurried out of the valley and stood in the top of a large tree as if it had no weight, his body swaying with the treetops gently swaying.

As soon as he showed the white paper fan, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the blood-soaked city wall, and squinted: "Someone actually arrived before me, it seems that I missed something"

This young man in white is a martial artist in the realm of a grandmaster, very young, but it makes the Shinto real people standing in the air feel a trace of threat, this young man is not simple, either he has powerful martial arts, or he has a secret weapon!

"It turned out to be Young Master Jun, it's fast enough," the gray-clothed old man who stood in the air frowned.

What the hell is Young Master Jun No one in the gourd valley knows, the kitten and the others look on coldly, no matter who it is, don't want to set foot in the gourd valley for half a step!

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Song Lao, why, I didn't nest on your broken mountain, and came out to breathe?" Young Master Jun, who was standing on the treetops, looked at the old man in gray with a smile and said.

The old man in gray did not answer, but frowned and looked into the void in the distance.

In that direction, a black light came from the sky, and the speed was very fast, and soon appeared in the void outside the valley.

What flew in was a pitch-black bone staff, three meters long, refined from the bones of an unknown animal, extremely evil, and it was also a magic weapon of a Shinto monk.

On top of the bone staff, stood a young man in black, who was very thin and had a hint of evil in his expression.

"Yo, someone came before me?" Standing on top of the bone staff, the black-clothed young man smiled evilly.

"It's you!" Young Master Jun on the treetops grasped the white paper fan and looked at the black-clothed young man's expression uncertain.

"Haha, who should I be, Young Master Jun, aren't you a follower behind the jade girl? Why, free to come here? The young man in black said with a smile.

"Hmph, I will kill you sooner or later" Young Master Jun snorted coldly and looked at the valley.

In just a few minutes, three not simple characters came at once, they guarded each other against each other, and they did not rush into the valley at the first time.

Xiang Nan, who was on the edge of the distance, took a deep breath, knowing that his hope was slim, and his heart sprouted a retreat.

However, this is not over, in the distance, someone is coming again.

There was a sedan chair, a cyan sedan chair, and four people in red carried the sedan chair, and they came quickly carrying the sedan chair as if they were crossing the void.

Eventually, the sedan chair landed on the top of a large tree, and there was a worrying coughing sound from the sedan chair, but from the beginning to the end, no one in the sedan chair came out.

The three people who came first, when they saw the cyan sedan chair, they all frowned, and they looked extremely jealous.

At this time, in the gourd valley, on the city wall, a Mai figure appeared, and the blind Shan Qiulin appeared here, with a black cloth belt wrapped around his eyes, and his one-armed right hand carried a wooden sword.

"Little cat girl, take Miss Lin and go back," Shan Qiulin said lightly after coming to the city wall.

Obviously, the next situation is beyond the control of the kitten.

At this beginning, there have already been a few not simple characters, and it is obvious that there will be more strong people coming next.

The kitten was about to answer, and turned around.

At a glance, I saw that in the distance, in all directions, there were people rushing one after another, some Shinto monks flying with magic weapons, some warriors coming hundreds of meters in one step, and some people riding strange beasts.

In short, there are a lot of people, and each one is not simple!

In just one minute, outside the gourd valley, at least dozens of powerhouses arrived, and each of them was no less cultivation than the realm of martial artists!

Master? Shinto real people? At this time, outside the gourd valley, it abounds!

The dragon vein turned over, because Long Yuan leaked his essence, and the strong people from all sides felt it, and they all rushed towards this side, the wind and clouds surged, and all directions converged!

Everyone who came here was vigilant and guarded against others, and did not rush into the valley.

Obviously, the people who came here at this time ignored the gourd valley itself.

This is not over, and there is a steady stream of people coming.

Until an hour later, outside the gourd valley, in all directions, at least a thousand people gathered!

Each of them is a strong person on the famous side, and because of the dragon vein, they all converge here.

This thousand people is not a lot of people, but its weight is more than the sum of all the people who entered the Lost River Forest to compete for the Shinto inheritance!

All parties defended each other and did not act immediately.

Everyone realizes that in the face of treasures, next, if you want to get it, there must be a tragic battle!

"Shan Gongzi, I'll go find the young master" The kitten took a deep breath and said to Shan Qiulin, going to the depths of the valley to find the poplar.

In the face of this situation, it is completely beyond the control limit of the kitten, and only Poplar can call the shots.

Shan Qiulin nodded, holding the wooden sword in one hand, his expression calm.

"Everyone, get out, this place belongs to my Blood Lotus Sect!"

At this moment, a sinister and domineering roar came from the sky.

Everyone frowned, raised their eyes, and was shocked in an instant!

In the sky, a huge black cloud came across the sky, and there was an evil and domineering aura in the black cloud, which made everyone's hearts palpitate.

"True Monarch, Shinto True Monarch, the Blood Lotus Sect actually sent a Shinto True Monarch!" On the treetops, Young Master Jun muttered to himself with a solemn face, obviously calmed by the flying black clouds.

Zhenjun, equivalent to the great master of martial arts, is a powerful existence that collapses the mountain and breaks the stream with a wave of his hand, at this time, because of the relationship between the dragon veins, it has come here!

"Blood Lotus Sect demons, cultivation is rampant!"

In the distance, there was a cold snort again, and a touch of golden light appeared in the sky, like a meteor flying out, coming across the sky, and as that touch of golden light approached, a powerful and incomparable aura descended!

An old man in gold came from the sky, a real volley, he was covered in golden light, like a god, incomparably strong!

Great Grandmaster, a Great Grandmaster has descended.

Roar!

In the sky, there was an amazing roar again, and there were supreme powerhouses coming one after another......