Zhuoer snatched the 'forbidden items' from Qin Qiaoxin's collection and used the shoulder armor Wind God Arm to manipulate them in the room. Four or five hundred thumb-long bullets were swept into the whirlwind, spinning with the whirlwind.

In the box, the Jindan monk in the stone house resembles a butcher in a slaughterhouse, mechanically and without any emotion, slaughtering the monks present.

The Purple Realm Heavenly Palace advocates taking pills from living monks, and the repair effect is the best. Brother Jindan strictly followed the rules and acted, taking one and killing the other, instead of killing everyone in one breath and then slowly taking Dan. This gave the monks a little hope.

The monks present knew that they could not escape, and they all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, hoping that the seniors in the stone house would kill them in the end.

Everyone knows that this is futile, but there must be something to be done, right? A few minutes ago, there were a few hard bones, and seeing that there was no chance of survival, they shouted at Brother Jindan.

Now that the hard bones are dead, the monks are prostrate together, and they keep kowtowing, and the more they kowtow, the faster they go. It's as if the one who kowtows the fastest doesn't have to die.

Yu Luo Qi mixed in among them, lying on the ground worried.

When the monks were killed one by one, she ordered the underground Gold-Eaters to dig a tunnel that led to the Nameless Lake. In the worst-case scenario, she can also try to escape from the ground.

As for when this bad situation will appear......

As another water-attribute inner pill was sacrificed to the purple curtain sky, the flying sword came out with the human corpse, and after discarding it at will, it pointed the tip of the sword in a certain direction to pick out new prey.

The group of people who were pointed out cried and scattered, and Yu Luoqi happened to be in the range of the flying sword, but she didn't run. The dug tunnel is at the foot, if you run, I am afraid that there will be no time to dig a new one, and you will definitely die when the time comes.

Therefore, here is a gamble of luck, betting that the Jindan monk ignores himself and chooses others.

Just as the flying sword was selecting its target, a large number of white objects the size of glass balls suddenly fell from the sky, which passed through the cloud of arrows overhead, striking the arrows and making a rustling sound.

The crowd looked up, and several of them looked up, as if they had seen this strange phenomenon a few days ago.

Yu Luoqi saw the huge salt grains floating in the sky and knew that it was a big hand that had arrived.

But...... This time the opponent is Brother Jindan, can he save me?'

Drow in front of the box spilled a bottle of salt, signaling that he had arrived and was about to do something.

"The next movement may be a bit big, little beauty, you be careful. ”

With this in mind, Drow took control of a whirlwind of hundreds of bullets and threw them into the world of chests, ramming them into the cloud of arrows created by Brother Jindan.

At this time, he pulled the box up to the farthest line of sight, and used all his strength as soon as it came up.

After all, after practicing with Long Yuan and Lu Qian for a while, he guessed that the trouble that Yu Luoqi encountered this time was not simple, and he didn't dare to stay.

At the farthest line of sight, each bullet is the size of a shipping container. Maybe a little bigger.

Under the control of an unparalleled hurricane, they rapidly approached the cloud of diamond arrows that covered the sky.

Soon, the two collided.

The huge swarm of bullets resembles the metal churn of a blender, bursting into the cloud of arrows and quickly tearing and shattering it, as if the cloud had been split apart by a sword.

When the monks who fell to their knees saw this scene, they immediately burst into tears and shouted, 'God opens his eyes'.

"It's the 'Flying Sword Group', this is the 'Flying Sword Group' and the 'Giant Sword Technique' of the Maotian Sword Sect!

Monk Jin Dan didn't seem to expect this to happen, and scolded in a dignified old voice: "Where is the junior, so don't cherish cultivation. Why are you nosy?"

The sound of these words was like waves under a storm, and the sound waves swept in all directions, shaking the low-ranking monks on the ground unable to get up.

Drow stood outside the box, not realizing anything powerful about the sound, and continued to control the bullet storm to strangle the arrows.

Merely...... His attacks didn't seem to have any real effect. The cloud of arrows was simply scattered by bullets, and soon gathered in one place again. Only a few arrows were broken by the knock.

On the ground, the sound and waves are mixed with the storm, and a few broken arrows fall from time to time, as dangerous as a typhoon passing through.

Yu Luoqi looked up at the scene in front of her, wondering. When did the heart say that the big hand practiced such a skill, and was able to control the whirlwind to envelop the debris and launch an attack.

"It's a pity that the wind is only controlling mortal iron. ...... that can't fight against arrows made of spirit iron"

Brother Jindan seemed a little angry when he saw that his warnings were being ignored. This is directly reflected in the movement of the arrow cloud.

They had just been beaten passively, but now they had turned into a cloud of flowing smoke and were bombarding towards a storm of bullets. In the face of these wheals of giant metal, the arrows turned into sharp spikes, ignoring the metal armor several meters behind, piercing the bullets through one hole after another.

Above the sky, the squeak of gold and iron is like thunder rolling in the sky, endlessly. For the monks on the ground, this scene was no different from the end of the world.

The bullet was huge and not afraid of injury, although it was shot by an arrow, it had no intention of retreating. It's a big deal to be poked, broken, and turned into a mass of metal. Even so, isn't it still possible to hit and kill enemies?

"Nonsense!" The man in the stone house seemed to foresee this, and knew that he could not linger for too long, so he left the stone house to reveal his true body, hovering in mid-air.

It was an old man with a wrinkled face, a white robe and white hair. His beard was cleanly shaven, and his hair was only inches long. It can be seen that when you are young, you should be a fresh and neat person.

But now, his mouth and eyes were pitch black, with no eyeballs, no teeth, no tongue, and there seemed to be a black mist living in it, and he could not see anything. Coupled with the curved and dense skin folds and smile, the whole person looks very weird.

"Ignorant child, dare to challenge my Vajra Arrow Cloud head-on. Look at the top of your head!"

In the sky above the battlefield where the arrow cloud and the bullet storm were fighting, a larger dense cloud of pure golden arrows suddenly appeared. This is the true combat power of this Jindan monk.

On the ground, several people who were still alive saw the old man's face and called out his name almost in unison, "Shoot the moon and scatter people!"

This 'Shooting Moon Scatterer' is quite famous in the immortal cultivation world of this generation, and even a rookie like Yu Luoqi who has not practiced for a few years has heard of it.

It is said that this Moonshot Man improved the ordinary Vajra Arrow Cloud spell, and would release more than a dozen arrows at the moon every night in the middle of the night. These arrows never fall, and they hover above the head of the Moonshooter for him to drive.

He did this for a thousand years, and even the moon could not bear it, and punished him for not being able to see and speak, and took away his eyeballs, tongue, and teeth.

However, for the monks, the way to restore their sight and speech was that such a curse was nothing, but only increased the reputation of the Moonshooter.

When Drow saw a strange-looking old man flying out of the stone house, he instinctively decided that this guy was the enemy of his little beauty, and immediately controlled the bullet storm and beckoned him. Quickly, it is easy for the person to come into contact head-on.

What's worse is that the huge bullets flying at high speed can't even break his aura shield. The result of a head-on collision is often that the bullet is thrown a long way away, and the shield is unharmed.

Despite this, the sound of ding ding dong knock still led the moon scattering people to be annoyed, and immediately shouted angrily, "Ignorant child, rely on a clever concealment technique to underestimate the old man!

With that, the old man summoned a cloud of arrows to the next level, pouring down like a splash of water, encircling and suppressing the bullets fifty meters above the stone house.

Soon, the arrows formed an encirclement network, trapping the huge opponent in a dense manner, and the Shooting Moon Scatterer was directly in the center of the battlefield, standing with his hands in his hands.

Seeing that his bullets were surrounded, Drow scratched his hair vigorously and thought about what to do.

But unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything in his daily life that could be stronger than this righteous magic weapon, the Wind God Arm. No solution.

The encirclement of the arrow cloud became smaller and smaller, and the wind power controlled by the Wind God Arm slowly weakened under this huge oppression. Just when the control was about to fail, the Moon Shooter pinched his sword trick and shouted: "He!"

In an instant, all the arrows shot at the bullets, and each bullet had tens of thousands of arrows attacking it.

Looking at such an attack, Drow couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.

"No, these are bullets in my control. Isn't it reasonable to have exploded a long time ago? Uh, by the way, if you want to detonate a bullet, it seems that you have to hit the primer. ”

Maybe his nagging was heard by God. In the warband, some arrows turned into firing pins at this moment, hitting the primer of the bullet, and sparks were sparked.

The gunpowder inside the primer is ignited, and the flame escapes into the interior through the ignition port, detonating a large amount of gunpowder in the main body.

It's such a coincidence. The bullet exploded.