"Looks like a war is inevitable."

Looking at the giant white-bone mammoth that came over, Ye Hongjin said half-according to Huo Ya, his steps seemed very vain, his face looked a little pale, and there seemed to be something wrong with his body.

There was no need for him to instruct, Gu Qingfeng was naturally in the forefront, and after being idle for a while in Xinsanshan City, he went back to Shushan to follow his master to ask for advice about the way of life and death.

The huge white bone mammoth also indicated the identity of the other party, and naturally it belonged to the White Bone Mountain.

"Hurry!"

Gu Qingfeng pinched a sword trick, this newly refined thunder sword with the assistance of his master mixed with thunder energy to meet the white bone mammoth and attacked directly, he gave the other party a move, not taking the man riding on the white bone mammoth as a target, but slashing at the white bone mammoth's several meters long fangs.

Although this brand-new Thunder Sword is also a magic weapon, after all, it has been refined in a short period of time, and it is naturally not as good as the previous one. Before, under the power of the Thunder Tribulation, Gu Qingfeng fought his life to cultivate the Magic Sword, but fortunately, after experiencing life and death, he resisted the Dao Thunder Tribulation, although he hurt his vitality, but after a look at it, the realm went further, and in general, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

During this time, with his master calling Shushan to make up for the rest, and with the guidance of 'Lao Lu', Gu Qingfeng had vaguely reached the upper level of refining and refining the god of gasification, and stepped into the Jindan period in half a step, just one step away from that threshold. At this time, he was impatient to need some opponents to feed his moves and fill in the actual combat experience.

Compared to Gu Qingfeng's flying sword, the white-bone mammoth that rushed over was simply outrageous, and Park Junyao, who was riding on it, only glanced at the flying sword that slashed towards the mammoth, and the direction remained unchanged, and he continued to crush it without dodging or dodging.

The purple thunder sword slashed with a thunderbolt 'choking', but it only left a white mark on the bones of the white-boned mammoth, and the blow only cut off a little bone powder.

It seemed that he also wanted to compete head-on, Gu Qingfeng did not dodge, a large amount of purple thunder gushed out from his body, and his palms suddenly pushed forward, shooting out a thunderbolt.

"Thunder Palm!"

This thunderbolt shot out, and finally blocked the white bone mammoth, and a trace of shock flashed in the eyes of Park Junyao, who was riding on it, and then his legs were clamped, and the white bone mammoth under his body shrank rapidly, and finally only the size of a horse remained.

"Sword cultivation? This year, it's rare, I saw it once a few years ago when I was at the Zhongyuan Meeting, but it was Erer. Park Junyao plucked out his ears, and there was a sense of superiority in his tone.

"Zhongyuanhui, it's just a group of small bazaars, and Zhongyuanhui, isn't it just a copy of Kunlun's Xiayuan Festival?"

"Ha, how can the Kunlun Xia Yuan Festival be compared to the Zhong Yuan Society, hundreds of factions gather, how can the Zhong Yuan Festival of ten gangs be compared to the Xia Yuan Festival that more than a dozen factions have opened!"

"Hmph, it's just a hundred and ten small factions, and even the inheritance has someone else's name on it, so you're embarrassed! The sword can't be cultivated? I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue, and I'll let you see today how this Erer trampled you underneath you. ”

The two didn't fight, but fought over the mouth.

Gu Qingfeng and Park Junyao are both monks who are difficult for ordinary people to reach, and before the world is not chaotic, they naturally live in their own secret circles. But it is not difficult to guess that one is a grand event of the thousand-year-old inheritance of the ancient sects, while the other is a grand event of some loose small sects.

The conversation between these two people not only made Ye Hongjin a little speechless, Zhang Xiaoxiao, Huo Ya, and Huang Miji were also a little stupid, whether it was Zhongyuan Hui or Kunlun Xiayuan Festival, these people had never heard of it.

Although there is a lineage of the deceased, they are all passed down one line, even if they had contact with other factions thousands of years ago, they have long since withdrawn after a thousand years.

Although Huang Miji's body is powerful, after all, it is far away from the border of the Han Kingdom, and he rarely enters the country, and he has no domestic foundation.

Gu Qingfeng's hands are itchy, there is a chess opponent, and he doesn't plan to let others help, a few people simply stay away to watch the game.

"Afraid of you? I don't have to crush you with the ancient white bone mammoth, lest I defeat you and be said to take advantage of you. ”

Pu Junyao held the black wooden sword, shot a few runes to block Gu Qingfeng's momentum, and summoned a puff of white smoke, and when the smoke and dust cleared, three tall alien skeletons were already standing in front of Gu Qingfeng.

"I've long wanted to try the ability of the Maoshan Sect to control zombies, so let's use your skeleton to practice today!"

After Gu Qingfeng finished speaking, the thunder sword in his hand was full of light, and after experiencing the thunder tribulation, his understanding of the thunder path went further, and the thunder qi he hit was not only impressive, but also vaguely contained a trace of destruction.

With a sword stroke, an alien skeleton was cut in two, although these three alien skeletons were tall and mighty, they were not as good as cutting vegetables for Gu Qingfeng.

"If this is the skeleton you refined, it disappoints me! Take some decent ones out. ”

Rolling up a thunder whirlwind, Gu Qingfeng easily scattered the three alien skeletons.

"The frog at the bottom of the well!"

Park Junyao said a word, silently recited the incantation, and the three skeletons that were scattered slowly climbed up, and even the bones that were cut off by Gu Qingfeng just now healed.

However, Park Junyao's movements did not stop, large puffs of white smoke seeped out from the ground, and with these smokes, more and more skeletons appeared, densely packed, and there were more than a hundred corpses as far as the eye could see.

"White Bone Mound!"

Park Junyao looked at Ye Hongjin and the others who seemed to be really preparing to watch the play in the distance, raised his eyebrows and looked provocative, and then hid in these white smoke.

And Ye Hongjin in the distance was shocked, this white bone mound is also a revised formation, how similar to the formation of the dark sacrifice in the other world that he encountered in Sanshan City before.

Over there, Gu Qingfeng waved his long sword, and he didn't know how many skeleton soldiers had been smashed, but these skeleton soldiers seemed to be endless, and with the smoke and dust, they seemed to be trapped.

Although he was a little anxious, Ye Hongjin believed in Gu Qingfeng, this array couldn't trap him, he just doubted whether this man might have something to do with a foreign race, if it was related, then I was afraid that this Jade Bone Mountain would still have to go, but when he went, he would have to bring 'Lei Zhenzi'.

"Hahaha...... Don't die of exhaustion here! ”

Over there, Park Junyao hid in the white smoke, appearing and disappearing, and laughing at Gu Qingfeng from time to time.

After slashing thousands of skeletons, Gu Qingfeng swayed a purple halo, which once again scattered all the skeletons, and then jumped up, and the thunder sword in his hand turned into an unknown number of handles, filling that space.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

After all, there is a limit to control in this array, and under the bombardment of ten thousand sword tricks, the Hundred Bone Mound was directly broken and hung in the air, Gu Qingfeng looked unhappy.

"It's really fucking boring, can you face off with Uncle and I, and take less of these @¥...... amp; me! ”

The clothes on Park Junyao's body had a lot more holes under the Ten Thousand Swordsman's Technique, and there were some wounds on his limbs, but they all avoided the vital point.

Holding his wooden sword, Park Junyao cut his left hand and let the blood drip to the ground, and as the blood dripped down, the earth shook, as if something was about to emerge from the ground.