Gu Qing's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and his body was shaky.

Mo Ziling rushed over from the rolling sand curtain, hurriedly supported Gu Qing, tore open his shirt to check the injury on his chest, the red and black five-finger palm print was clearly printed on his chest, if Wu Zhong's palm was half an inch to the heart, I was afraid that Gu Qing would have to end up in ruin if he didn't die.

Gu Qing was in cold sweat on his forehead, breathed slowly, and said weakly: "Where is he going?"

"Brother Gu can rest assured, he went out of the canyon and did not enter Thunder God Mountain. ”

Mo Ziling's clothes were ragged and damaged, and he was slapped by Wu Zhong's void just now, and his ribs had already been broken.

He was not alarmed, endured the pain and threw the double knife over to rescue, and in a group of rabble in the Black Fang Camp, he could be regarded as a witty and decisive figure.

"Hey, my life hangs by a thread today, thanks to Brother Mo's timely help...... Without further ado, it is important to quickly blend into the camp of Leishen Mountain, and there is no delay for a single point. ”

Gu Qing endured the severe pain, struggled to stand up, took a deep breath, and staggered to the pavilion to drink a jar of clear spring water.

He breathed silently for a moment, his broken sternum was still painful, but the true qi in his body was finally unimpeded, his iron fist was strong and powerful, and his eyes were shining.

There is also a strong enemy in the front battalion, how should he face it?

Since Deng Lukong is the apprentice of the Heavenly Silkworm of the Yuan Ming Sect, his cultivation is definitely above the Wu brothers, and with Gu Qing's strength, I am afraid that there is no way to retreat with his whole body.

If Heaven condemns me to die here, it's enough for me to kill one more goblin!

I only hope that Master Mu and Brother Jiang can understand that the road ahead is extremely dangerous, I must not watch you take risks, and any success or failure of life and death will be borne by me Gu Qing alone.

The scorching sun is in the sky, and the yellow sand is like fire.

Gu Qing resolutely got up and strode towards the direction of Thunder God Mountain.

Along the cliff through the endless canyon, a towering peak appears in front of you, and the valley is flat with green grassland, and hundreds of camp tents are crowded together, and there is no end in sight. Countless iron-armored war horses lined up in two long dragon formations, arranged around the camp tent.

Several ironclad chariots surrounded the camp, and a large purple flag was unfurled in the wind, and more than 3,600 Nether Demon Riders were close in front of them.

Gu Qing and Mo Ziling quietly walked behind the two sentinel guards, took off the armor on the corpse and replaced it with a sharp movement, holding a halberd, and slipped towards the commander's camp at the end of the valley casually.

Gu Qing clenched his fists, as long as he encountered any obstacles halfway, he could kill a few people.

Woo, woo.

At this time, the horn of the valley pass sounded, and several hideous-looking demon warriors in the camp jumped up, biting the bloody beast flesh in their mouths, drawing out the cold and shining scimitar, and shouting, as if they had encountered an emergency, and quickly surrounded the valley.

Could it be that the little county lord and Master Mu are here?

I only heard the faint sound of gold and iron clashing in the valley in the distance, the sword wind roared, and a swift light and shadow rose into the sky!

The smoke and rain are slashing, it's Jiang Chunyu!

Gu Qing quickened his pace, bypassed the demon clan warriors, grabbed Mo Ziling, lowered his head and got into an empty tent with no one, and whispered, "Do you have a fire fold on your body?"

Mo Ziling nodded blankly.

Gu Qing patted him on the shoulder and arm, and said with a smile: "You stay here, I'll just go alone, as long as you see the people from the Shenqi camp rushing into the canyon, you immediately find something to light a fire." ”

"God, God?"

Mo Ziling was taken aback, he never thought that Gu Qing would actually borrow troops from Zhuge Yaoguang of the Pan Beetle Clan, it seems that Thunder God Mountain will be bleeding in an instant, this battle between humans and demons can be seen with his own eyes, and this life is in vain.

"Don't ask so much, be careful yourself. There is a chance that our brothers will see you again in Xuanling City, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Gu Qing turned around and left without looking back, disappearing on the back of the vast camp tent.

I can't imagine that Beihai Shenquan is willing to be a good brother when I am a good brother?

Mo Ziling was surprised and delighted in his heart, and was very excited, even if Gu Qing came over and said at this moment, good brother, cut off your head and borrow it from me, he will definitely not hesitate.

Friendship between men is like this, sometimes a word, an action, an expression or a hangover, in the blink of an eye, it can be a lifetime, friendship comes too fast, so fast that you can't see it clearly.

At the end of the cliff of the valley, a huge camp tent rises from the ground, nailed to the fence of wooden stakes everywhere, and outside the tent door stands four demon guards, the impermeable curtain is heavily guarded, this must be the camp of the commander of the Nether Demon Riders.

Gu Qing silently bypassed the stake, looked around, jumped up in the air with a snort, and hid in the overgrown grass.

He knew very well that the demon commander was definitely not an idle person, and the chance of a head-to-head confrontation was a bit slim, and if there was a sudden sneak attack, there might be a little hope.

If he doesn't enter the tiger's den, he can only fight for it, even if there is only one percent of the winning side left, he can only grit his teeth and fight.

Gu Qing cautiously climbed under the fence of the camp tent, there was a row of small holes in the thick cloth curtain with ropes, through the gap, I saw several animal skin chairs stacked in the camp tent, and in the middle of the red lacquered wood table was a person sitting cross-legged, with a skull-like crown tied to his head, and a bronze cup in his hand. Silver hair shawl, angular facial features like knife carving, sharp eyes with a flash of divine light, wild and unrestrained.

"Mr. Fan did not hesitate to betray his master and ran to my Thunder God Mountain, such courage is commendable, this seat admires you very much. It's just that I haven't been able to figure out this matter, what is the benefit of sending troops to Xilu City for you?"

Look at him in a brocade robe and belt, his expression is arrogant and indifferent, there is such a person in the demon clan, and the power and high position are self-evident, this person must be Deng Xunkong.

He slowly lowered the bronze cup, his face expressionless.

"The commander doesn't know, Panlong Mountain is only more than five hundred miles away from here, it is not a problem whether Thunder God Mountain can be defended or not, as long as the demon army is divided into two ways to sneak attack Xilu City and cut off all the passages of Xuanling, within three months, Qiu Meng'er will definitely bypass Mochou Lake and borrow troops from Gongsun Wuji...... But I can be sure that the Qianjiao clan has been overwhelmed by Zhuge Yaoguang, and it is absolutely impossible to agree to it. ”

Gu Qing was stunned and attacked Xilu City? What kind of tricks are you going to do?

At the other end of the tent stood a thin man in black, his hands tucked into the sleeves of his robe, and his head covered with a black scarf and cloak, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

His voice was muddy and hoarse, but his attitude was respectful, as if he was not from the Underworld Mountain.

Deng Lukong smiled: "I want to know what good you have." ”

The man in black said: "I have a common enmity with the four great sword sects, as long as I destroy the western foothills, the disciples of Lanxi Courtyard will not be able to escape." The commander wants to find the Qiankun lock is actually very simple, as long as Xuanling City is isolated, and the Flying Tamarin and Li Rabbit have nowhere to escape, according to the temper of the Beihai God Fist, he will definitely come to the rescue, and when the time comes, he will throw himself into the net, without much effort. ”

Gu Qing was taken aback, what kind of hatred did this person have for the Four Great Sword Sects? Not only did he want to destroy Xuan Ling and Xilu, but even I didn't let go! Damn, when did I, Gu Qing, offend you?

Gu Qing glanced at the man in black a few more times, carefully distinguishing the accent of his speech, he was a complete stranger, Mr. Mi's identity was a mystery, who was he?

Deng Xunkong suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Although the words are good, do you think Gu Qing is a fool?"

"It's not the point that others are stupid or not, as long as they dare to come, I will keep him coming and going. ”

"I don't know if someone else has arrived. Deng Xunkong glanced outside the tent, and his eyes flashed.

"The young man in the canyon is definitely not Gu Qing, because the disciples of the Xuanmen Five Elements Sect can't use swords without permission, if I guess correctly, his sword walks with him, and the wind sword qi is invisible and invisible, it should be the smoke and rain of Lanxi Courtyard. ”

This man has good eyesight!

Gu Qing's heart was pounding, Zhuge Yaoguang's Divine Camp could go to Thunder God Mountain at any time, if he couldn't get the coach Deng Xunkong, it was estimated that there would be heavy casualties.

But there is also an unidentified "Mr. Mi" in the camp, and if he rushes in desperately at this time, then I am a veritable fool.

"Okay, now let's talk about my benefits. ”

Deng Xunkong smiled slightly, and his tone was unhurried.

The man in black was like a dead tree in the barren mountains and mountains, standing motionless in place, and his voice was still hoarse: "I remember that the commander is the proud protégé of the Heavenly Silkworm, although one is in the Netherworld and the other is in the Yuan Netherworld, but the Xuanmen exercises are connected, Xiao Can't have told you that cultivating the Seven Uniques of the Demon Gate with the Flying Steps is easy to limit the true power, and the exercises are stagnant?"

Deng Xunkong's face changed suddenly, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Oh, it turns out that he has only refined to the sky, but fortunately he is only one order higher than me...... Gu Qing thought to himself, could it be that the man in black wanted to give Deng Luokong a benefit, just to help him get through the transformation level?

If Mr. Mi has such a ability, the hundreds of obedient people who go directly to him will crack like the old bald head did to me and open the eight veins of the Xuanmen, isn't it just to find the four great sword sects for revenge?

"The way of the king to achieve things, do not doubt or doubt, do not be arrogant or impatient, and do not miss the opportunity to come again, as long as you control the two cities of Xuanling and Xilu, once King Yan Hong leads the great cause of the stars, and commands the great achievements of the world, even if Xiao can't disown you as an apprentice, I have my own way to break through your transformation realm level. ”

The figure in black was slightly stunned, polite, and full of aura.

Deng Lukong listened to what he said, not like he was pretending, he secretly hesitated in his heart, and a pair of sharp cold rays swept around the man in black, silent.

As soon as General Evil Qi died, Deng Luokong actually had some scruples, if there were a few more madmen like Beihai Shenquan in the Star Tribe, the chances of the demon clan ruling the Xingmang Continent would be quite slim.

Although it is a bit risky to send troops to Xilu City, there is a saying called wealth and danger, and now he has the military power of the Netherworld Demon Cavalry, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if he can successfully win the two star cities, it will be indispensable.

If he can still break through the Xuanmen Transformation Form, then the supernatural power of refining the Seven Uniques of the Demon Gate is just around the corner, and who else in the underworld will dare to look down on him in the future? This benefit is too great, and it is heart-pounding.

It's just that the man in black did not hesitate to persuade Deng Lukong to send troops, regardless of the life and death of the tribal people, just to seek revenge on the disciples of Lanxi Academy? This is too trivial to make sense.

Gu Qing faintly felt that this matter was quite strange, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him for a while.

"Commander, my subordinates have something to report!"

Outside the tent, a guard flew over, looking a little frightened.

Deng Xunkong's brows furrowed, and he shouted: "Say!"

"The camp in front is on fire, and the cavalry of the Beech clan has rushed into the canyon!"