Bai Juzi pulled Li Chonggang, and then apologized to Gu Chuanxia on his behalf: "Brother Gu, forgive me! Senior Brother Li spoke without malice. www.biquge.info"He has been to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Immortals, and he has also seen the battle between Gu Chuanxia and Xiao Li, how can he not know how powerful Gu Chuanxia is."

Li Chonggang shook off Bai Juzi's hand, looked at Gu Chuanxia and said, "I don't need you to speak for me." They all say that you must be the first on the next issue of the list, and how powerful you are. I, Li Chonggang, was the first to disbelieve it... ”

Gu Chuanxia frowned, and the rolling murderous aura suddenly spread wantonly, and most of the more than a dozen disciples of the Drum Mountain on the Wooden Bird turned pale, how could they ever feel such a strong killing intent.

Even the best three of them had quite unnatural expressions, shocked by the killing intent of the ancient legend.

Bai Juzi has been studying for many years, and he has a strong aura in his chest, and he is less affected, and he said: "Brother Gu, please restrain your murderous spirit, we don't want to be your enemy." ”

Gu Chuanxia's face became cold, and he drew his long sword.

The surrounding disciples of the Drum Mountain were also stunned, and then quickly took out their weapons and looked at Gu Chuanxia in surprise.

Bai Juzi was about to speak, and Gu Chuanxia said: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and set up a defense, there is an enemy coming." ”

Before the words fell, a thin ray of light had already stabbed towards a disciple of Drum Mountain.

The ancient legend of the hero's long sword was raised, and a sword was slashed out.

Poof!

Blood struck the back of the Trap Wood Bird, and two corpses fell out of the air.

The corpse wears a tightsuit made of a special material, without the slightest protective ability, but can change color according to the environment, like the skin of a chameleon.

Bai Juzi's face was stiff and very ugly.

"It's a person who is a product and a building, and this kind of tights that can change color and stealth will only be used by a product and a building. Mi Caixi also restrained the coquettish color on her face, and said with a small face.

Only then did Drum Mountain realize that it began to form a formation to guard against the enemy's sneak attack.

"No, they're gone! Missed, and immediately fled, it seemed that it was indeed an assassin method. Gu Chuanxia shook his head and said.

"It must be the end of the world that is behind the scenes!" Li Chonggang said viciously.

The corpse on the wooden bird was searched, and no clues were found, and the angry disciple of Drum Mountain threw the corpse directly from the sky, and the blood stains were quickly cleaned, but the atmosphere on the wooden bird began to become heavy. Li Chonggang didn't have time to provoke Gu Chuanxia anymore, but like a rooster who was aroused by the desire to fight, he paced back and forth on the back of the wooden bird, as if waiting for ******'s next sneak attack.

But after worrying for about three days, the expected sneak attack never came, but the disciples of the Drum Mountain on the wooden bird were nervous one after another, not only the spirit was slightly sluggish, but also some of the meaning of the grass and trees were soldiers.

Gu Chuanxia just smiled and never said anything.

From this point, it can also be seen that the methods of teaching the disciples in the Drum Mountain are still too gentle, and the protection of them is too good.

Gu Chuanxia meditated and practiced qi by himself, and constantly comprehended the Jiuyang Divine Skill and the Reverse Nine Yin, these two divine skills he could not call the peak of practice, but at this time, the Ancient Chuan Xia did not plan to practice step by step, but combined with the experience in Wu Yazi's memory, extracted the part of the Jiuyang Divine Skill and the Reverse Nine Yin that fit with him, and then continued to try and polish the true qi.

Jiuyang True Qi and Reverse Nine Yin True Qi are also in Gu Chuanxia's attempts, and they begin to continue to truly fuse, but the mixed Yuan True Qi that is fused is not very satisfactory, not only is it not enhanced, but it is somewhat inferior to the original Jiuyang and Reverse Nine Yin True Qi, which makes Gu Chuanxia slightly discouraged, but he is not disappointed.

If it is so simple to create an internal strength method that is comparable to or even surpasses Jiuyang and reverses Jiuyin, then wouldn't the heroes and heroes of the past and present have to cry to death?

"Brother Gu, do you think the people of the ****** will come again?" Bai Juzi is the most relaxed on the wooden bird except for the ancient legend, of course, it is only relatively.

Gu Chuanxia opened one eye and said, "I'm not a god senior, how can I do it?"

"But I know that if there is another wave of attacks, it will never be like last time and leave, in your current state... "Needless to say, Bai Juzi began to arrange for a group of disciples to take turns to rest, and those who were unwilling or afraid of encountering accidents after resting were also taken to take the Tranquility Pill to recuperate their qi and recharge their energy.

Seeing that Bai Juzi arranged it like this, Gu Chuanxia nodded. It's not perfect, but it's appropriate.

The wooden bird flew in the sky for more than 20 days, and finally in the early morning of the twenty-first day, everyone saw the Yanmen Pass, and also saw the towering and steep, dangerous Tiantian Mountain outside the Yanmen Pass.

Tianqi Mountain was originally Danyang Mountain.

At that time, Xiao Feng, the king of the Northern Heavens, came down with a palm, interrupted Danyang Mountain and blocked it outside Yanmen Pass, blocking the million-strong army of the Khitan tribe. After hundreds of years, Xiao Feng was on this fractured Danyang Mountain, constantly practicing and waving his palms, cracking the sky again and again, and grabbing the majestic thick earth qi from the infinite void, and then replenishing the leylines.

Finally, the Heavenly Tilt Mountain was created that made the Khitans desperate.

Even at this moment, the ancient legends are riding the wooden bird and flying high in the sky, but they can't see where the end of the peak of the day is, it is like a giant pillar of the sky, piercing straight to the deepest part of the sky.

There was no grass on the crimson cliffs, like a large burning fire.

The cliffs are difficult to climb and are so smooth that they almost rival mirrors.

Just when everyone was amazed by the incomparably majestic nature of this Heavenly Mountain, the killing machine suddenly came.

Seven or eight assassins from the Innate Condensation Realm, as well as two assassins from the Law Realm appeared. Although they were few in number, they were ruthless and attacked suddenly.

A bad drum mountain party will have heavy casualties.

The ancient legend raised his sword eyebrows, and the long sword was unsheathed and stabbed towards an assassin in the realm of law.

But at this moment, there was a sudden roar.

"Jumping beam clown! Dare to make trouble at the foot of the Tiantian Mountain. "Five thunders sounded in the sky, and a strong man controlled a fierce horse to step into the air, and with a wave of the long knife, he hacked three or five assassins to death, and with a slap of his palm, an assassin in the realm of law vomited blood and retreated, and disappeared into the void.

"Ghost tricks, you want to escape?" The strong man's eyes rolled, and a red light was emitted, and the hidden assassin where the red light passed was nowhere to hide.

"Die for me!"

The strong man stabbed again, but the assassin had a strange body but couldn't escape, and was directly killed with a knife.

It's just a blink of an eye, and a group of assassins who made the ancient legends feel tricky were all killed by the strong man.

Looking at the clothes on the strong man's body, he didn't look like a person from the Central Plains, but more like the Khitan barbarians, but the style was more rough, obviously the style of the ancient Khitan tribe.

"Thank you for your help! Looking at Your Excellency's dress, the barbarian demon horse you are riding should be one of the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun sitting under the Northern Heavenly King. Didn't ask for a name?" Bai Juzi said on behalf of the disciples of Drum Mountain.

(To be continued.) )