On the horizon, a few faint beams of morning sun shine through the clouds and fall on the gray-white stone slab on the top of the condensing forest, reflecting the carved beasts in it, reflecting a bit of lifelike charm.

This Rui beast, with a dragon's head, a horse's body, a lin's feet, a lion's shape, a tiger's god, a pair of eyes like copper bells are blazing, quite majestic. There seems to be a little cloud pattern behind the beast, but there is no trace of wings, and I don't know if this is a metaphor for its dragon, which can fly in the clouds and ride the wind.

However, no matter how beautiful this beast was in the ancient gods and demons, how it could go to heaven and earth, it was now just a few lines carved into a stone slab on the ground.

Suddenly, I heard a dull sound, and I saw an inky black shoe suddenly step on the stone slab, and the slate and the beast on it burst into several cracks.

Along the black shoes, looking towards his body, he saw a pitch black and a hat covering his face, and he didn't need to think much to know that it was not good. In fact, this person is indeed not a good kind - at this moment, in his broad hands, he is holding a pitch-black ring knife that is dripping with a little bead of blood.

This man raised his eyes and looked in front of him, and there were two dead men in armor and swords, rushing towards him.

He frowned, immediately took a light breath, and with a sharp force of his feet, he stepped on the stone slab, and swept straight towards the two dead soldiers. The two dead men obviously didn't expect the black cloth's move, and before the long sword in their hands could be handed out, they were surrounded by the slender black blade and fell to the ground.

But before the black clothes could be complacent about their sharp sword, three more sword-wielding dead soldiers rushed from its east, west, and north directions. At this time, the black-clothed feet had just landed, and naturally they couldn't talk about another sword like just now, so they had to retreat, bend their knees to stabilize their bodies, and their sharp eyes swept over the faces of the three people, and they were bound to defend and counterattack when the three of them were close.

It's just that although attacking it unpreparedness is the best policy, it is not very clever to defend it - the black clothes also know in their hearts that with their own skills, it is most likely difficult for some strong people to take the sword of the three people in an instant without injury.

But in a hurry, there is not much time to think about other second strategies.

The sturdy man took a long breath, shouted, and brought out the momentum of 'even if Mount Tai overturns, I will stop it'.

The three dead men looked at each other, their faces showing no fear, and continued to rush towards each other—which is true, if they were so frightened that they stopped because of the voice of the black clothes, what kind of dead soldiers could they count.

In an instant, the dead man had already rushed in front of the black-clothed body, and three sharp blades were handed out at the same time, stabbing at his chest from three directions, each sword was enough to kill him.

The black clothes glared fiercely, and immediately waved the black blade in his hand like a frightened bird, flying a sword in the east and a sword in the north, but when facing a sword in the west, he finally slowed down by half a beat, and could only watch the silver sword, getting closer and closer to his chest, and it was only a millimeter away.

In a moment of urgency, a black shadow flashed lightly behind the dead man.

It was so fast that when he reacted and looked up, there was no black shadow in sight—only to see that the sword-wielding dead man had rolled his eyes, and a large stream of blood suddenly gushed out of his neck like a fountain, and the sharp sword that could have pierced his chest finally fell to the ground only softly against his clothes.

Before the other two dead men could recover from this horrific scene, the black shadow suddenly flashed behind them, and quickly wiped their necks with a quick sword.

With a few 'dong dong' sounds, the three dead soldiers who were still alive a second ago have all fallen to the ground and lost their lives.

Black-clad breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her eyes sideways to look at the slender black shadow that had stopped beside her—she was just like him, her whole body shrouded in darkness. He raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "Thank you for saving my life again." ”

She turned lightly, leaned against his back, put the black blade in her hand in front of her, and pursed her lips, "Each other." ”

He smiled and looked back at him.

Ten steps away, there was a crowd of people, all of whom were wearing armor and holding swords with sharp eyes.

"That's a ...... Kill endlessly. The black clothes frowned and squinted, glanced at the dead soldiers who had surrounded them, and said in a low voice: "Li Shi, Yin Gongzi, haven't they come out yet?"

Standing behind her, she raised her eyes slightly, jumped at the majestic Jade Emperor Hall with the gate half open, and said, "Not yet." ”

Zhang Shan sighed lightly, his eyes fell on the few Fujia Xuanshi who were hiding in the group of dead soldiers, and said secretly: "You say, we won't explain here today, right?"

Li Shi frowned, clenched the black blade in his hand, and said, "There is no reason for this." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Shan first blinked slightly, and then smiled lightly.

As the Jinyi Guard of Yonghua Kingdom, he and her really have no reason to die in the Western Regions.

It's just that this land of the Western Regions, this Qimen of the Western Regions, is not reasonable, and they can't explain the truth of their Yonghua Kingdom.

Zhang Shan took a step forward with his left foot, held the black blade in his right hand and tucked it in his waist and abdomen, raised his left hand in front of him, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Li Shi, if I fall, don't forget to give the general what he instructed——"

"It's coming!"

Her slightly agitated voice brought his words to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Flash couldn't ignore the dead soldiers who were ten steps away, and immediately turned around and looked up towards the Jade Emperor Palace.

In front of the open door of the hall, there was a burly man, a beautiful girl, and a brocade robe with a gun...... There is also a Qianqian girl who only wears a plain white dress, but still knows that it is beautiful.

Almost instantly, Zhang Shan and Li Shi were already convinced without doubt that the girl was the one with the 'spiritual eye'—although no one had ever said that those with the spiritual eye must be beautiful and beautiful.

But since people say that this spiritual eye can make the thousands of enemies of Qimen cross the last threshold and reach the legendary realm of 'like a celestial man', then that's it.

If there is no celestial appearance, how can it be regarded as a celestial man?

“...... Hmm. Outside the Jade Emperor Palace, he looked at the hundreds of dead soldiers who had almost filled the entire mountain top, and couldn't help but be surprised, "This scene is almost as lively as Meng Yue's afternoon market." ”

Beside him, Tsing Yi Shangshan immediately raised the yellow-shouldered crossbow in his hand and aimed at the mountain road where they came. She wanted to clear the way with arrows, but she frowned and found that the mountain road, which was not very wide, was already crowded with dead soldiers who kept rushing towards the mountain.

Yin Shao stretched out his hand and scratched his neck, took half a step forward, walked to Yin Zheng's side, and whispered: "Uncle, there are so many, can you get it?"

Yin Zheng frowned slightly, clenched his fists and pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If their skills are less than ten enemies, it is okay; if there are several ten enemies among them, it will be difficult; if there are hundreds of enemies like me, it will be suspended." ”

Yin Shao blinked and nodded and turned his eyes sideways, glancing at Zhang Shanli Shi, who was surrounded by the Dead Warrior Gate, and Zhou Yi Gongzi, who was guarding twenty steps in front of the Jade Emperor Palace. The latter is worthy of being the 'Seven Heroes' of Qimen, and just by going to that station, he couldn't tell if he had performed any exercises, but he frightened these hundreds of dead soldiers, so that they did not dare to approach half a step closer to the Jade Emperor Palace.

That's right.

Yin Shao picked up the spear, walked down the steps quickly, came to Zhou Yi's side, looked at him, and asked softly: "Zhou Gongzi, is there a way for you to retreat from the enemy?"

As he spoke, he realized that not to mention performing the exercises, this Zhou Yi had no luck and murderous aura all over his body, and he was in a state of fugue, standing there quietly with his eyes closed—maybe he got up too early this morning, and secretly took advantage of the time when the dead soldiers were bluffed out to make up for sleep.

Hearing Yin Shao's voice, Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the tranquility on his face when he closed his eyes changed back to his usual cold appearance. He glanced at the dead soldiers in front of him, and said lightly: "Yes." ”

Yin Shao suddenly felt relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"But not now. ”

Yin Shao gasped back again.

He eased his nerves, immediately raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yi, and said with a puzzled face: "Gongzi Zhou, why is this?"

Zhou Yi squinted slightly, looked up at the cloudy sky, and his voice was calm.

"Seven out of ten of the deeds in my body have been taken away from this place. ”