Seven or eight miles southeast of Purple Mountain, through the dense jungle, is a large hillside. The mountain is not high, only 100 meters up and down, can be countless, stretches for dozens of miles, the branches and vines on the mountain are horizontal, snakes and insects are all over the place, and there are few human traces.

Tie Lingshuang shuttled through the dark forest, his eyes radiated a faint light, the spear in his hand waved lightly from time to time, slapping the snakes and insects rushing over, and the bone bird on his shoulder occasionally whispered.

Looking at the black shadow in front of him, running wildly with the stone crane, Tie Lingshuang frowned slightly.

Just flew down the Xianhe Gate, chased the sword man all the way to the Xianhe Mountain, and kept transmitting through the small bones flying in the air, fortunately he did not lose his trace.

Regardless of the two behind him, Tie Lingshuang chased all the way out of Xianhe Mountain and came to a large forest, with the name of Xianhe Mountain, and this forest is foggy all day long, and there are often cranes inhabiting, so it is called Xianlin.

To the northeast of the fairy forest is Qixia Immortal Mountain, is it going there?

As soon as the thought came to mind, there was a low roar on his shoulder, and he pecked himself lightly, Dong, no, it's not Qixia.

The sound of gravel was heard, and Tie Lingshuang looked back in the middle of the flight, and two black shadows chased after him in the distance, shook his head, accelerated under his feet, and chased the sword-carrying man all the way away.

Seeing that the black shadow in front of him flashed and disappeared, Qi Chen scolded in his heart, tiptoed a little, swept up the branches, his spiritual sense dispersed, his tiger eyes shone brightly, swept for a while, and then flew down and turned to the east.

After running for a while, his heart was irritable, he looked at Qin Fusu who was carrying a silver gun beside him, and asked in a low voice,

"Brother, how long have you known this tigress?"

Glancing at Qi Chen, feeling that his breath was slightly short, Qin Fusu shook his head,

"You have minor injuries on your body, your breath is unsteady, don't speak. ”

Thinking of the big man who fell from the sky and was as majestic as a lion and tiger resisting the little frog, Qi Chen's tiger was staring, and his breathing was even more urgent, Qin Fusu saw that he didn't listen to the advice at all, and chuckled,

"You're all catching youkai?"

Nodding, seeing Qin Fusu's brows furrowed and about to ask again, Qi Chen hurriedly shook his head,

"Don't ask, we should have rules that don't allow it to be passed on, but brother, you can do it. ”

The two chatted from time to time, chasing the faint figure of Tie Lingshuang in front of them, swept past Zijin Zhong Mountain, ran for about six or seven miles, climbed over layers of small hills, and came to the top of a mountain, and saw Tie Lingshuang stagnate, standing on a big tree on the top of the mountain, staring into the distance.

Staring at the black shadow in the distance, rushing all the way down the mountain, rushing towards a steep peak, Tie Lingshuang watched quietly, and was not in a hurry to chase it. The wind sounded around him, and two figures swept up,

"Lost?!"

A loud voice sounded, Qi Chen looked at Tie Lingshuang, anxious,

Shaking his head, the spear pointed at the peak, the two frowned, the top of the mountain was dark and couldn't see clearly, and they were in a daze.

"Whew!"

A tyrannical howl sounded, and the two looked up, only to see a long gray shadow wandering in the air on the top of the mountain, hissing incessantly.

Tie Lingshuang looked at the gray shadow and said lightly to the two people beside him,

"In front of the Daoguan Mountain, flying in the sky, it is the black Jiao who has just passed the thunder tribulation two days ago, it seems that in addition to the sword man, there are still people, it should be the white-clothed jade holder. ”

"Deliberately lured us here?"

The corners of his mouth raised, the killing intent in his eyes was raging, he smiled contemptuously, glanced at the two people around him, and Tie Lingshuang rushed down the mountain first,

"Prepare to fight hard. ”

The road runs through the mountain, the mountain shape is like a pillar, it is extremely steep, in this piece of low mountains, it seems quite abrupt, the mountain is only 100 meters, but it is difficult to climb.

The three of them had good light body skills, Qi Chen and Qin Fusu kept dodging the gravel falling from above, their bodies were like apes, stepping on the slight bulge on the stone wall, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Tie Lingshuang has no internal breath, all his kung fu is in his blood, and the gravel falls everywhere he passes, regardless of the two people below, after seeing Sanzhang, it is the top of the mountain, the iron gun is a beat, and it is pointed on a big stone, people are like flying eagles, rising to the sky, turning over and standing on the top of the mountain.

There was no expected sword light coming, Tie Lingshuang stared at it, and saw a two-zhang high stone protruding not far from the top of the mountain, which was quite flat, and there was a three-foot-high pitch-black hole under the stone.

On the top of the Taoist Temple, the colorful cloud pheasant was the last monster they were going to worship on the mountain, and they still wanted to catch the monster who had not been robbed by thunder? Tie Lingshuang looked up at the black Jiao hovering in the air, snorted coldly, carried the blood of the dragon, and walked towards the boulder.

The swordman carried the stone crane, stood on the edge of the cave, his eyes were blue, looking at Tie Lingshuang who was striding with an iron spear, and a deep voice sounded,

"Looking for death?"

The spear head drew a little spark on the stone, Tie Lingshuang didn't stop, walked to the sword man and stood five feet in front of him, and the spear studied.

"You're the one who is going to die. ”

The eyes of the two were staring at each other, the surrounding aura was gloomy and dangerous, and the long sword in the hand of the sword-raiser trembled slightly, and a low sound sounded, and it was about to explode.

The faint fire flashed in the stone cave at his feet, accompanied by a terrible roar, Tie Lingshuang raised his eyebrows, stretched out his spear, and suddenly shook, stabbing at the chest of the sword-bearer.

The first weight of the Daomen, Haoran attaches to the spiritual realm, wearing armor, true qi transformation, and the overlord is wearing armor.

The sword man flashed with a dim light, and a layer of faint blue-gray light instantly covered his whole body, clinging closely, like clouds and mist, faintly becoming armor.

"Ding"

Unlike the last time when the two of them came and went on the Jubao Mountainside, the person with the sword didn't move, let the spear stab in his chest, looked down at the tip of the spear that stopped on his chest, and smiled contemptuously at Tie Lingshuang, with a blue light flashing in his eyes.

The first weight of the Daomen, the vast Cangming realm, the autumn water, the true gasification of the water, the sword rises.

The long sword trembled, the green qi spread, the cold light soared, and it soared three feet out of thin air, and with a snort, it pierced into the stone, staring at Tie Lingshuang who turned back with the gun in front of him, and only saw the boiling battle intent.

The three-foot sword is like a pool of water in late autumn, snow-white and dazzling, cold to the bone, slowly fluctuating, slowly shortening, a trace of gray spreading, turning into a blue-gray snake head more than a foot long, entrenched in the sword head, swaying and shaking, the snake letter swallows, and the teeth and teeth are hideous.

The first weight of the Daomen, Haoran is attached to the spirit realm, smart, and the true qi is attached to the spirit, like a living thing.

"You two, don't meddle and stare at this hole. ”

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, Tie Lingshuang didn't look back, and after the order, he didn't care about Qi Chen and Qin Fusu, who were about to rush up behind him, holding guns in both hands and bowing his waist slightly.

The sword-wielder raised his left hand and threw the stone crane that seemed to be asleep into the air, and the black dragon flew down, holding the stone crane, and shook over the heads of several people, bringing a violent wind.

The sound of the wind sounded, the eyes lit up, the sword light attacked, the four cold stars were like ghosts, up and down, left and right, shrouded the chest, forehead and shoulders, and the snake's head went straight to the throat.

Sure enough, even the sword moves are also Liuhe routines, and the other party pays special attention to it, is it Qiyun Mountain or Wuyi Mountain?

With a cold snort, seeing the move, the dragon in Tie Lingshuang's hand cried blood and stabbed directly, trembling suddenly, the body of the gun was like a snake, swinging like a wave, the tip of the gun was swallowing, like a cloth army array, the body was like a car, the dragon spear was like a soldier, the left army, the right army, the left Guang, the right Guang, the middle army, the general's order, and the corpse.

There are soldiers in the state of Chu, whose name is Wang Pawn, and the king's pawn is in array, and his name is Jing Corpse.

Dingding

The two handed over their guns and swords, the sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and they were evenly matched, Tie Lingshuang passed by with one move, no longer waiting for the sword to attack, and shot first.

The sound of the big waves and sand sounded, the body of the gun was like a boat, the tip of the gun was like blood, the dragon roared, the faint waves were surging, secretly roaring and screaming, and the cold light of the road was carried by the cold light of the blood armor, and it rushed straight to the sword man, the general order, and the armor.

Hard-working people, the sky is not bearable, and three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu.

Looking at Tie Lingshuang, who was murderous again, Qi Chen and Qin Fusu stared wide-eyed, Qin Fusu looked at Tie Lingshuang who was like a dragon with a spear in his hand, shook his head and sighed, if Uncle Tie Xuan was still there, where would he let his daughter rush to kill on the battlefield.

The second half of the day today is really fulfilling, I saw a stone crane monster, and I haven't slowed down, and the dragon-like monster above my head is exuding murderous energy, and it doesn't seem to be a good stubble.

Stared at Tie Lingshuang for a moment, only to see the two of them tossing and turning, the sound of guns and swords clashing resounded on the top of the mountain, endlessly, as if half a catty and eight taels, Qin Fusu looked at the one-foot snake head that was born out of thin air with the long sword, and frowned slightly.

"There is a fire in the cave. ”

Just as he was wondering why there was a snake head on the tip of the sword, Qi Chen's voice sounded beside him, Qin Fusu looked at the three-foot-sized hole, allowing only one person to get into, and the faint fire flickered, accompanied by the sound of a rooster crowing.

Could it be that there's a pheasant in there?

The two of them were at a loss, a tiger roar resounded across the top of the mountain, accompanied by the sound of waves hitting the riverbank, the black cage blood tiger phantom beside Tie Lingshuang flashed, the smoke suddenly appeared, the forehead was bruised, the eyes were red, and the spear in his hand was raised.

The sword-carrying man raised his hand to cross the long sword, and the huge force struck, his brows furrowed, and he turned over and lifted his strength.

Tie Lingshuang followed, his short body caught up, and the spear danced into a circle, like a dark hole, enveloping the feet of the sword-bearer, trembling and swinging, the tip of the spear was like the wind, tearing and dragging, and the murderous aura in the gun hole was everywhere, and the general ordered to fall into battle.

The chill under his body is cold, faintly pulling himself to fall like a gun array, if he falls in, with this strength, even if he is a true qi armor, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat from the whole body, and it can be falling, and the long sword in the hand of the sword man rotates in the opposite direction, and it is also like an iron spear, drawing a silver-white hole, like a hole in the sky, with a fairy aura and a murderous awe.

Boom!

One black and one white, the two holes collided violently, with a loud bang, the spear flew upside down, dragging Tie Lingshuang towards the cliff, and the sword man was also carried by the long sword and flew obliquely into the air.

Seeing Tie Lingshuang chasing towards the cliff, Qi Chen and Qin Fusu didn't care about the entrance of the cave, the two of them flew up, and as soon as they took a step, they saw that Tie Lingshuang had reached the edge of the cliff.

Just as he was about to shout anxiously, Tie Lingshuang turned over and shot, Canglong cried blood and stabbed like a foot in the stone, and the whole person grabbed the iron spear and circled in the air before he unloaded his strength and fell down.

It is already a common thing for the tiger's mouth to burst, watching the blood slide down the iron spear, the tendons and veins in his body tingle slightly, much better than last time, taking a deep breath, Tie Lingshuang's heart was gloomy.

Abolished the internal breath, from the initial station was unstable, to the recovery to ordinary people, used half a year, half a year later, can pick a hundred catties of stone locks, and after another three years, you can see the cow.

In the past two years, I have been practicing all day, but it is difficult to enter the country again, and the rest of the time is to sort out the files in the black cage, otherwise I will eat and drink in this Jinling City.

I didn't expect that even if I barely trapped the tiger and shattered the cage, and my blood was like a wave, I could only force you to come and go with the Daomen One Heavy Attachment Spirit Realm, so even if I opened the third floor in the future and saw the dragon, what could I do?

Qi Chen rushed forward, looked at Tie Lingshuang's bleeding palm, his face was cold, he lowered his head and said nothing, and asked in a low voice,

"Are you alright?"

Shaking his head, Tie Lingshuang looked at the sword-lifting man who flew down, and spit out a mouthful of hot breath, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded,

"Sword Qi Dongtian, you are from Qiyun Mountain. ”

A low laugh came, and the sword-bearer stepped forward slowly,

"What if you got it?

Looking up at the black Jiao flying in the sky, and glancing at the entrance of the cave that had fallen silent, Tie Lingshuang nodded, and the corners of his mouth raised,

"I heard that when the inner disciples of Qiyun Mountain enter the demon, they will be locked at the bottom of the Dragon King's cave and left to fend for themselves, I don't know how long you have stayed?"

The murderous aura suddenly became thick like fog, the blue eyes of the sword-bearer soared, the hand holding the long sword trembled for a while, the voice was not low, reckless and violent,

"Edict, left copper, right iron, two mountains collapsed, the wolf pounced in front, the hungry tiger in the back, the thorns under the feet are like swords, the feathers in the sky fall like knives, Lin, sorrowful cloud gorge. ”

Fifty miles north of Qiyun Mountain, there are two mountains towering, there are valleys between the mountains, the name is Chouyun Gorge. There are flocks of iron grass, tigers and wolves are around, vultures are circling, and people are not to be approached.