The two saints also glanced at each other, and both saw a deep look of surprise in each other's eyes.

In the past, the two of them just felt that the Jing Army's weapons were different, and how to damage the enemy was mainly reflected in the gunpowder similar to flaminge, and the reason why they were quite confident in this weapon called a gun was actually to a greater extent because they believed in the power of flamingstone.

At that time, they really only thought that Jing Jun's weapon was just a foreign object, but now that they actually saw him kill birds thousands of kilometers away with this weapon, they realized that they really underestimated this weapon called "gun" before.

With the strength of the two of them, not to mention taking the enemy's head from a kilometer away, even adding a kilometer to the distance is not a problem, but the premise is that they are all saints.

How many cultivators are blocked from the Great Dao by the word "Saint", and all the saints are ants!

It is impossible for a high-level martial artist or a mage to kill an enemy thousands of kilometers away, but now that Jing Jun has a spear in his hand, he has a strength comparable to that of a saint, if he creates this weapon in batches, it will definitely break the current balance of power on the mainland.

However, this young man does not seem to be a murderer, and he may not rely on his ability in the future.

The existence of the Eastern Dragon Clan is only to protect the Eastern Continent and continue to multiply in an orderly manner.

Although the two brothers did not speak, they actually thought about it.

The Martial Saint said: "Come back, they have already flown away, and they should not dare to come again for the time being!"

A few people returned to the hall, the martial saint looked solemn, glanced at Jing Jun, and then at the cat Yanran standing beside Jing Jun, and said slowly: "Senior nephew, the Eagle Clan is here, I believe you also know their purpose, but the master and your master are in front, and we will never ask if the saint comes to seek revenge and seize the treasure, it's all up to you, do you understand?"

Lao Jing hurriedly bowed down and said loudly: "Master and nephew understand! I must protect Yanran and be thoughtful, master and uncle can rest assured!"

He also doesn't want to be a greenhouse flower that grows up under the protection of his masters, in this world of the jungle, his own strength is king.

The Martial Saint was very satisfied with his nephew's statement, smiled and nodded, the Demon Saint still didn't speak, but there was a faint flash of approval in his eyes.

"Okay, that'......"

"Master, when did you come here? Why didn't you see me?"

Wu Sheng was about to say something, when he was suddenly interrupted by a sharp and slightly complaining woman's voice, and then a delicate thin figure ran into the hall in a hurry.

Wu Sheng couldn't help frowning, he had actually noticed that someone was running here, and he also understood who was coming, but he didn't expect her to complain before she entered the door, didn't the nephew just say that she was tired and didn't sleep for a few days?

The person who came was the wind chime who was coaxed to sleep by Jing Jun in the morning, but a few gunshots just now woke her up from her deep sleep, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she understood that something happened to Brother Jing, otherwise she would not shoot casually in Donghai Town.

When I went out to ask the next person, I learned that two old people came to Donghai Town, and then there were more than a dozen birdmen swooping down in the sky, followed by a few loud noises, and four birdmen fell from the sky, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

The next person knows very little, but how smart the wind chime is, and immediately understood that the two old men who came over must be their master and uncle, as for the birdman, it must be the heart of the treasure to die, found Donghai Town from southern Xinjiang, and then was discovered by Brother Jing, and shot and killed four birdmen.

Wind Chimes couldn't help but feel sad for those birdmen who lost their lives without knowing the inside story, and then thought that the master came without informing him, and felt a little annoyed, so he ran directly here.

When he entered the hall, he had a small face with a puff, but he still bowed politely to the serious uncle, but he said to his master with a pout: "Master, you said, are you busy leaving again in a while?"

"Uh...... , there are indeed some things to be a teacher ......"

Wu Sheng looked at the tearful disciple, but he was a little lacking in confidence, and in the end he was really embarrassed to say that he had something to go.

"Alas, that's it, just stay a few more days as a teacher, so that you can see your cultivation!"

Wind chimes rolled in tears, and they didn't speak, but it made the Martial Saint temporarily change his mind, and the Demon Saint who watched it couldn't help but sigh.

When Feng Chime heard this, he immediately smiled, and immediately ran to the front of the martial saint, pinching his shoulders and beating his back, and his small mouth couldn't help but say sweetly: "People know that you are the best, master, hehe!"

The martial saint squinted his eyes and enjoyed the divine power massage of the disciple that was difficult for ordinary people to enjoy, and said helplessly: "Alas, ...... you"

The two saints lived temporarily in Donghai Town, and after Niu Ben arranged it, he went to the workshop to hammer and make parts according to the drawings.

The Minotaur is indeed an excellent class of troops on the continent, the battlefield is the Minotaur army that makes all enemies chill, and they are usually excellent foundries, although according to the original gun parts and then the scale of the drawings, they are very different from the weapons on the continent before, but after a day of trials, the next day basically made the mold, and the building of parts began in full swing.

The Demon Saint took his disciples Jing Jun and Mao Yanran to find a quiet place, on the one hand, to instruct the little girl on the basic introductory magic, and to explain the words that the little girl still couldn't understand for the time being according to the "Ten Thousand Laws Collection".

The little girl was very excited, and finally found a magic book suitable for her cultivation, and she herself is also very perceptive, often the Demon Saint with a little touch, the little girl can grasp the point, and then begin to comprehend it herself.

Lao Jing has been groping alone since he came into contact with magic, and he has cultivated all the way to the level of a middle-level magician, and he has indeed not systematically studied the basic knowledge with his master.

At this time, the Demon Saint carefully taught Mao Yanran in simple terms, and after hearing it, he was like a drinker and benefited a lot, and the Demon Saint brought him with him actually meant this.

The martial saint took the wind chime to point out the divine sword technique, wanting to make her understand that what she learned was a high-level martial arts mastery, and she practiced to the peak of the thousand armies.

In fact, the wind chime has been on a trip to southern Xinjiang, and has used the magic knife technique several times in actual combat, and has a deep understanding of the sharpness of this knife technique, and the reason why he complained to the master was just the girl's coquettishness.

Now I can take this opportunity to learn more about the theoretical knowledge with the master, and I have thrown out all the problems encountered in the actual practice process.

As a teacher, I am actually very happy to see my students ask me some questions, which shows that students are really learning hard behind the scenes.

Later, the Demon Saint also threw a booklet about assassinator techniques to the young man who hated the sky, which on the one hand was an intermittent arrangement of assassin skills on Shenlong Island, and on the other hand, there were also ancient books on assassination found from the collection of the Great Demon Saint.

The Demon Saint is not only very strict with Jing Jun in his magic practice, but also extremely concerned about the affairs of his disciples and his friends.

Hate Tian came out of the southern Xinjiang, he used to have a rough life, and now following his disciple's side, the Demon Saint tried his best to make it his disciple's help, so he and his brother secretly protected the disciple and his party After returning to Donghai Town safely, the two returned to Shenlong Island, and after translating the "Ten Thousand Laws Compendium" with all their might, they hurriedly sorted out the assassin's technique.

After the young man got it, he was grateful in his heart, but in the end, when it came to action, he only kowtowed to the two saints "Bang Bang" more than a dozen times, and under the influence of his clumsy verbal expression ability, he didn't say any bold words, but this made the martial saint even more admired, and the young man still had a pure heart.

Later, Niu Hong arranged for Hatian to learn the art of assassination with Mao Hong and a few older cat children.

Everything seems to be going on in order, but there is always a period of inexplicable calm before the storm comes.

Fifty miles away from Donghai Town, there is a forest with towering trees.

A sharp-faced man stood on top of a thick branch on a big tree, the black feathered wings behind him were neatly folded, the tip of the hooked nose had already covered the human center, and the two sword-like eagle eyes looked around the tree without saying a word.

Following his gaze, there were thirteen eagle people with big wings standing on the trees around him, all with gloomy expressions.

One of them couldn't stand this dull and oppressive atmosphere anymore, and couldn't help complaining: "It's been two days, we can't go, we can't go, what's the matter!"

When the sharp-faced man heard this, he seemed to be able to put people to death, and his eyes were fixed on the person who spoke, and the person who was staring straight at him lowered his head, and Nuo Nuo didn't dare to make a sound.

"Hmph!

The pointy-faced man stopped talking, turned his eyes, and looked away.

At this time, another Eagle Clan member said slowly: "Please also ask the little prince to calm his anger, it's just that we came to hunt down the treasure secretly this time, it is important to be fast, so nearly a month has passed since the Yin Feng Ridge that day, and my subordinates are worried that the treasure has already changed hands!"

The sharp-faced man turned his head to look at this person, and his face was not as cold as the one just now, but his tone was still cold, and he said in a deep voice: "This king didn't know that he would have a lot of dreams at night like this, but he never thought that they would belong to Donghai Town!"

After a pause, he looked around the crowd again, and found that everyone was listening to him carefully, so he nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Everyone must understand that the relationship between our clan's Eagle Emperor and the Ape Emperor is still quite okay, if we break into Donghai Town for reasons we can't say, it will be tantamount to becoming the cause of the fight between the two clans, and this king is not enough to bear this matter alone at this moment! And ......"

As he spoke, the little prince's eyes suddenly turned to resentment, "Moreover, since the king of Japan has already said that we were discovered by the people in Donghai Town ten miles away, it is conceivable that there are also top masters in this border place, regardless of the mysterious weapon that killed Ying Shuyuan and others, just such an opponent is not something that you and I can compete with!"

When the little prince mentioned this matter again, Ying Jichang's face was full of grief and indignation, but he thought that he knew nothing about the enemy's intelligence, and the revenge of killing his brother could only be suppressed for the time being.

The others were also solemn, and the loud noise of that day echoed in everyone's hearts like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, which also calmed down their impatience that was gradually rising.

The little prince's tone slowed down, and he said: "For the sake of today, this king will never act rashly before the master of the Ethereal Peak arrives!"