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It was getting late, and there were no monks at the gate of the city, and those who dared to leave the city at this hour were either madmen who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, or they were self-confident cultivators who had become powerful peerless masters!

When Su Zimo and his party arrived at the city gate, two monks were pushing the city gate, and the tall and heavy stone gate creaked and slowly closed.

"Two fellow Daoists, wait a minute!"

Su Zimo hurriedly shouted.

If he wanted to enter the city, Su Zimo could rush in before the city gate was closed with the ethereal wings or the explosion of the divine horse's passage.

But Ji Chengtian and the others can't do it.

Several people rushed all the way to fight, physically and mentally exhausted, and were injured, how could they still have the strength to rush and sprint.

Su Zimo's voice fell, the stone gate paused slightly, and the two monks at the city gate raised their eyes to look at Su Zimo's side, frowning slightly.

In the eyes of the two, these six people looked full of weather, except for the green-shirted monk who was the leader, who was quite normal, everyone else looked embarrassed.

Moreover, on Su Zimo and the others, there is no such thing as a sect token that can show identity.

In the ancient battlefield, the descendants and disciples of many top forces from the Heavenly Desolate Continent naturally did not hide their identities.

In many cases, these people only need to show their identity tokens, which is enough to run amok and save a lot of trouble.

Like Su Zimo and others, who have no identity information, they are either casual cultivators, or disciples of some ordinary sect forces, and the two monks guarding the door have seen a lot.

The two glanced at each other, sneered secretly, pretended not to hear, and continued to push the stone gate to slowly close to the middle.

Suddenly!

There was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, the wind was howling, and there seemed to be a sea tide surging, and in the blink of an eye it came near.

The two of them subconsciously looked up, and their pupils suddenly contracted.

I don't know when, the green-shirted monk who was still in the distance had already come to the city gate, his arms outstretched, and his palms pressed on both sides of the stone gate.

No matter how lucky the two of them are, Shimen will not move at all!

Under the palm of the hand, the green-shirted monk seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, and his body was straight, like an unshakable god, standing at the gate of the city, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the two of them coldly.

"You ......"

The two monks swallowed, a flash of panic in their eyes.

"Why do you want to close the door?"

Su Zimo asked slowly, his voice cold and piercing.

Keeping them out before night falls is no different than killing them!

In the dark night, in the face of endless fierce beasts and ancient creatures, Su Zimo could only barely protect himself, and the others would definitely die!

"What are you going to do!"

One of them asked inwardly.

Su Zimo didn't answer, his arms shook, and the two stone doors boomed, shaking violently, and the dust fell in a torrent.

The two monks' expressions changed, and they only felt that their arms were numb, and they subconsciously let go of their hands, and they took a few steps backwards, almost falling to the ground.

"Bold!"

The two scolded, and hurriedly took out the flying sword from the storage bag, looking vigilant, looking at Su Zimo vigilantly, ready to make a move at any time.

Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and his fists clenched slightly.

After a while, Ji Chengtian and the others finally arrived at the gate of the city, panting and pale.

"Zimo, forget it, we have just arrived in Xuantian City, and we don't know anything about this place, so let's not make more trouble. Besides, we're already in the city, so it doesn't matter. ”

During this period of contact, Ji Chengtian and others also had a little understanding of Su Zimo's temperament.

This Xuantian City is mixed, I don't know how many top masters and powerful forces are hidden, Ji Chengtian is worried that Su Zimo will stand out for them, but it will lead to a catastrophe!

Su Zimo nodded and glanced at the two gatekeepers lightly.

The two of them trembled.

In Su Zimo's gaze, they smelled a wisp of murderous intent, ferocious and brutal!

"This is a master who will burst out and hurt people at any time, and he has no scruples!"

A thought flashed in the hearts of the two of them at the same time, and they actually watched Su Zimo and the others enter the city and leave, and they didn't dare to say anything to stop them.

During the whole process, Ji Chengtian and others were also nervous, for fear that there would be any more accidents and incidents.

It wasn't until they walked past the two gatekeepers that the two were silent that Ji Chengtian and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

In Xuantian City, there are many monks, and there are still many ancient relics of buildings and residences on both sides of the street, all of which have been occupied by many monks.

Su Zimo's six men and one beast walked into the city, attracting the attention of many monks.

"Among the six people, there is actually a late stage of foundation building? I really don't know how they got to Xuantian City alive. ”

"Even if you go into the city, it's useless, I guess these six people won't survive for three days. ”

"Xuantian City is not a good place, if it is not supported by strong strength, it can only be reduced to fish and meat and be slaughtered by others. ”

While some of the monks were talking, a dozen monks came down from the city wall, the first of whom was a burly man, with a fleshy face, an open robe, a hairy chest, and fierce eyes.

"It's already past the unitary hour, and the city gate is not closed, why are you two so tired?"

The burly monk's voice was heavy, full of ruffianism, and full of arrogance.

At this time, Su Zimo and the others had not gone far.

Hearing this voice, Ji Chengtian and the others' expressions changed slightly, and their hearts sank.

When a monk saw this scene, he shook his head and pouted, and said with a smile: "It won't take three days for this person to appear, and I'm afraid these six people won't be able to leave." ”

"Yes, these people have traveled a long way, they are wounded, they are already at the end of their crossbows, like fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and this person will not let them go. ”

"Who is this person?" someone asked.

"The right-hand man under the four great horsemen is named Qiu Wanli. Although this person is the foundation of the six veins, he is extremely strong in horizontal kung fu, fierce and bloodthirsty, and his strength is strong, and few people are willing to provoke him at the north gate of Xuantian City. ”

"The Four Great Horsemen...... Shh

Hearing these four words, many monks' expressions changed, and they quickly shut up and secretly took a breath of cold air.

City gates.

The two gatekeepers were so frightened that they hurriedly pointed to the backs of Su Zimo and the others and said, "It's them! Originally, we were going to close the city gate, but those six people broke in directly!"

"Huh?"

Qiu Wanli turned around and looked at the distant figures of Su Zimo and the others, his expression moved, and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

The rest of the people could see the weakness of Su Zimo's group, and naturally they couldn't hide Qiu Wanli's spicy gaze.

At a glance, he could see the reality of these people.

"The six people in front, you guys stop for Lao Tzu!"

Qiu Wanli shouted, and rushed towards Su Zimo and the others with a murderous anger with more than a dozen monks.

Ji Chengtian and the others sighed secretly in their hearts, so they had to pause and turn around to look.

Originally, Su Zimo was walking in the forefront, but after turning around, Su Zimo was already standing behind everyone.

Su Zimo was about to step forward, but Ji Chengtian stopped him and said in a low voice: "Zimo, don't be impulsive first, see what this person means, it's better not to do it or not to do it." ”

"Yes, big brother, I look at the looks of the monks around me, this person seems to be from a lot of background, let's not have a hard time with him. The little fat man sweated on his forehead and whispered.

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