Chapter Thirty-Eight: Let's Check

"Sister Xiaoying, don't think about it, it's impossible. Zhou Feifei looked at Zhang Ying, who was sitting on the ground, a little helpless.

Zhou Feifei has joined Zhang Tao's personal guards, a total of twelve people, and the others are still a little unaccustomed to Zhou Feifei who was suddenly added, but after seeing Zhou Feifei's strength, he didn't refute anything.

After all, if you want to embarrass him, isn't it embarrassing yourself to be able to pull through the strength of eleven people in a tug-of-war alone?

The clothes of the hundred households are still very good-looking, the black power suit is embroidered with the appearance of a few blue beasts, it is some strange beasts unique to the Jin Kingdom, and he carries a long knife on his waist, although he is not a magic soldier, but the quality is relatively good among some young men and women who have no money.

"Why can't you go? Everyone can go, I don't know how many people have gone to the Longmen Inn to see the excitement in the past two days. Can they kill all the mortals at will?" Zhang Ying didn't understand, and her legs fluttered on the ground.

Zhou Feifei really had a headache, no wonder when he promised Zhang Tao to look at Zhang Ying this morning, everyone was relaxed.

This is also too difficult, Zhang Ying, this girl is Zhang Tao's only daughter, and she lost her mother early, Zhang Tao treats her like a pearl in her palm. I've always been used to raising, and I can't control it for the past two days, so I want to hand over this task to others.

Thinking about it, the wound on the ribs was a little painful, and the medicine on Zhang's house before and Lao Wang's bandaging worked very well. After two days of cultivation, his physical body has also recovered seventy or eighty percent, but there are still some pain that is about to heal and it is still unbearable.

Zhou Feifei slowly sat on the side of the road, holding his ribs with his hands and looking pained.

Zhang Ying secretly glanced at it, and Zhou Feifei was sweating on his forehead. I was also a little worried, so I hurriedly asked, "How are you?" Is the pain very uncomfortable? Is there any problem?"

Zhou Feifei reluctantly raised his head and said with a miserable smile: "It's okay, Sister Xiaoying, it's not a big problem for me." ”

"Isn't that a big deal......? Let's go!" Zhang Ying suddenly jumped hard as she spoke, jumped directly into the distance, and went to the northeast of Xiangzhou Wei.

There is a carriage shop that walks a long way, and the carriage shop uses a cart pulled by a strange beast, and the speed is extremely fast, and it takes about half a day to reach the Dragon Gate Inn.

"Xiaoying!" Zhou Feifei shouted, his body scurried back into a shrimp, and he got up from the ground in pain. reprimanded his carelessness in his heart, and hurriedly followed.

This is also the first time that Zhang Ying can run out while he can't move now, otherwise he will be stopped soon as he runs out, and this is not the first time.

The two of them disappeared behind Xiangzhouwei one after the other, and after a long time, an old man suddenly appeared in Xiangzhouwei.

"Huh, the forbidden land has actually opened?" The old man looked up to the north, as if he could see the Longmen Inn at a glance, as if he saw the words lying in the thunder, wantonly bombarding the walls of the inn, and some loose cultivators did not have time to dodge, and were electrocuted to death by thunder in the inn.

"Fool!" the old man looked a little angry, and he raised his foot and landed again, not knowing where he had gone.

Four hours ago, the Dragon Gate Inn.

Yang Ming called Wei Zhongling and Zhou Hualin Lingqi into the room, and took out the token with ancient characters.

The token seemed to feel some kind of summoning, and the font on it began to flicker and swallow aura, as if this forbidden place was about to be opened.

"I've been in the forbidden place of the immortal family more than once, if everyone is not together after entering, you must try to keep yourself safe. Yang Ming looked at the three of them and said in a deep voice.

Wei Zhongling was a little embarrassed, after all, she hadn't practiced for a day, and she didn't have any magical powers, although according to Zhou Hualin, she now has a power that makes Zhou Hualin want to tremble, but no matter how big this power is, it can't be used. Love me

"You don't have to worry, my knife. Yang Ming asked Lingqi for his wisdom blade.

Lingqi hurriedly took out the wisdom end blade that Yang Ming had given him to defend against Zifu from the magic weapon, a purple sheathed long knife, and the knife was engraved with Yang Ming's three spells.

Yang Ming took the long knife and threw it directly to Wei Zhongling: "I haven't cultivated, but the daughter of your royal family has at least practiced swords, right?"

Wei Zhongling nodded, these are not strange.

"When someone beats you, and you think they are not powerful, you can use the scabbard to face them, and directly pull out a little bit of knife qi is enough to kill them. If you feel powerful, pull out your knife and slash indiscriminately, even if you can't kill it, you can let us know where you are. ”

Zhou Hualin saw that the princess of his family also had a means to save his life, and he couldn't help but feel a little lonely, and those present could be said to be his weakest, and he could be killed if he touched a mountain immortal.

Yang Ming sensed Zhou Hualin's thoughts, groaned for a while, and motioned for Zhou Hualin to take out his iron rod.

Zhou Hualin's martial arts mastery is a big iron rod, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't use such a weapon when he cultivates to this point, but Zhou Hualin's night watchman is indeed too barren, so he has no choice but to take a better material as his own weapon.

"You should also be proficient in the stick method, I will add some weight to you with an iron rod, it should have no effect on you, it will become very heavy on others, it should be enough for you to hold it up." Yang Ming used his fingers as a carving knife and quickly carved a few words on the iron rod.

"Weigh 108,000 catties!"

At the same time as a few words were engraved on it, the iron rod seemed to sink suddenly, and the whole room felt that the iron rod seemed to be much more powerful than before.

"I've seen a beast with a stick, and his stick is even more powerful, so I'll get it for you if I have the chance in the future. Yang Ming handed the iron rod to Zhou Hualin, Zhou Hualin didn't even dare to take it, only to find that it was really not heavy in his hand after taking it.

"Okay, it's going to be opened soon, and after the forbidden land is opened, the key holder can go in first, and it will be easy to come out. Don't panic after you go in, and look for opportunities. ”

The three of them responded in turn, quietly watching as the tokens in Yang Ming's palms continued to become brighter, and suddenly in an instant, they directly distorted the space and took away the four people.

Yang Ming originally made an enchantment in the inn room, originally thinking that he could at least hide it until the night, but he didn't expect that his group had just left. The twisted power confronted the barrier, quickly tearing through the barrier so that everyone was aware of the opening of the forbidden land.

Zifu, who was meditating in the house, suddenly opened his eyes, and flew all the way to the room where Yang Ming was with thunder and lightning sparks, and the residual spatial Dao rhyme was enough to understand.

Yang Ming, they have already entered the forbidden land!

Zifu gritted his teeth and took out the key in his arms, but he didn't expect the light on the key to quickly dim under the pressure of Zifu, obviously not the real forbidden land key.

"Yang Ming!" shouted loudly, and the thunder above the sky quickly echoed, pouring on the ground like the sea water overturning. Zhang Ying and Zhou Feifei, who were sitting in the carriage in the distance, suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

How is this part of the Dragon Gate Inn different from hell?

Between the thunder eruptions, Yin Mengmeng was struggling to block in his room, and the sword qi could also shoot down the thunderbolts, but it was very laborious.

An old man walked up to the inn with an angry face.