"Senior Brother Xiong is new today, don't hide any good things you have......" After introducing it to everyone, Guan Ziyu said with a smile, and at the same time took out a celadon wine jug from the storage bag, "I just brewed this pear blossom, and everyone knows that it was made ......by me collecting 80,000 topaz pear tree nectar and flower dew from the sect myself."

"Ha, your pear blossom brew is soft and sweet, how boring it is...... Li Zhao laughed and said, "If you are a man, you have to drink spirits...... Let's try my latest brewed 'Hundred Beast Blood'...... This is the ...... that I made by taking the blood of a hundred demon beasts by myself after I finally got the recipe of the 'General's Blood' from the 'Victory Building'."

Li Zhao directly took out a wine jar from the storage bag, slapped off the mud seal at the mouth of the jar, and a strong aroma of wine wafted with a full spicy taste.

Smelling the aroma of wine, the Heng brothers and Xie Yun on the side both looked at the wine jar in Li Zhao's hand with bright eyes, but they were not interested in the wine jug in Guan Ziyu's hand.

"Hehe, you ...... drinking" Lu Huanqing said with a smile at this time, "I'll drink my tea......"

As he spoke, he took out a set of tea sets directly from the storage bag, and then turned to Xiong Lin and asked:

"Senior Brother Xiong, are you drinking wine or tea?"

Xiong Lin looked at a few people and said with a smile:

"The younger brother has just arrived, how can you let the senior brothers treat you...... It's the junior brother who invites you to ......."

Saying that, Xiong Lin also took out a wine jar from the storage bag, patted open the mud, and a smell of wine overflowed, with the sweetness of a hundred fruits, but there was a spicy energy looming in it.

Li Zhao snorted, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said:

"Monkey Wine ......"

But then he frowned, and said with some doubts:

"It seems that something is wrong, it is not as mellow as last time...... Is it because there are not enough years?"

Xiong Lin glanced at Li Zhao with some surprise, but he didn't expect that he could identify the type of wine just by smelling it.

Although his jar of wine is not authentic monkey wine, the authentic monkey wine has long been drunk by him, but this jar of wine is also made by him from the monkey wine mud he got at the beginning, and he usually drinks it, and he thinks that it still has seven or eight points of authentic monkey wine.

"Monkey wine is too rare, where is the little brother ......" Xiong Lin said while smiling and filling everyone with wine, "I'm just imitating monkey wine, it's just seven or eight points similar......

Li Zhao took the wine and drank it down, smacked his lips and nodded, and said:

"It's not monkey wine, it's not like monkey wine...... But the taste is really seven or eight points similar, but it's a pity that ......."

"Haha, you ......" Yokoyama over there also picked up the wine, and smiled at Li Zhao as if he was going to say something.

"Tom...... Tong...... Tong...... Tom ......" Suddenly a roaring drum sounded, like a thunderbolt explosion, like the sound of thousands of horses galloping, and the entire Tieshan Pass seemed to tremble, and it also interrupted Hengshan's words.

Guan Ziyu's hand that had just picked up the wine suddenly stiffened, and with a click, he actually crushed the wine glass in his hand, and the full wine flowed out, but he didn't realize it, but his face was a little stiff and scolded:

"There's still no end, it's only been three days off, and the zombies from the Royal Corpse Gate are attacking the city again?"

"Haha, what's the end......" Li Zhao was obviously different, put the wine glass and jumped up suddenly, laughed and said, "It's been three days of rest, and if I don't fight again, my bones will rust......"

And Xie Yun on the side also stood up at this time, his eyes flashed with excitement, and the edge around his body was even worse, like a sword out of the sheath was about to be stabbed.

The Yokoyama and Yokokai brothers were expressionless, and they couldn't see excitement or complaints, but they seemed a little puzzled when they saw Xiong Lin, and Yokoyama explained with a smile:

"This drum is a gathering drum, which means that the front is going to be a war again, and we are also going to the front to sit down!"

"Alas, it's a pity that my pot of good tea is still a little bit of charm......" Lu Huanqing also shook his head and sighed, his face was not very good-looking, and slowly put away the tea set.

At this time, Zhou Wu, the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was already standing at the head of the city with several generals, and there were nearly ten immortal cultivators standing on one side, and the red-clothed man Tong Tianguang was also among them, and it seemed that it should be a scattered cultivation in the worship pavilion.

Seeing Xiong Lin and the others coming, there were a few disdainful snorts from those scattered cultivators, and Guan Ziyu and the others didn't pay any attention to it, but just walked to the other side, on both sides of a group of scattered cultivators, Zhou Wu and other generals.

Xiong Lin stood at the head of the city, looked ahead, and saw that in front of the Tieshan Pass was a wide gravel sand field of no less than 10,000 meters.

On this 10,000-meter battlefield, there are countless soldiers standing densely, and there are more than a dozen generals on horses in front of the soldier army, all of whom are the army of the Yin Corpse Dynasty.

There were no less than 100,000 of them, standing silently in front of the Iron Mountain Pass, and a rushing aura came straight to the sky.

"Shhh...... Are these people or zombies?" Xiong Lin asked with a frown as he looked at those soldiers and generals.

I saw that the army of the Yin Corpse Dynasty, whether it was an ordinary soldier or a general, was faceless, as white as a zombie, with a dull face, and a pair of eyes were bloodless, not as good as a living person.

"Hey, who knows how those people who play with corpses in the Imperial Corpse Gate make a good person into such a half-human, half-corpse monster, a monster with no pain, no fear, no fatigue, and never afraid of death!" Guan Ziyu said with a scolding grin.

"Just because of these half-human, half-corpse monsters, Da Zhou can only keep guarding this Iron Mountain Pass, in a defensive position, and has not turned into an offensive ...... for thousands of years," Li Zhao on the side also said with some hatred.

"It's a pity that my Daliao doesn't border the territory of the Imperial Corpse Gate, otherwise I would have led 100,000 troops to sweep away these immortal monsters......"

Although Li Zhao was standing with Xiong Lin and the others at this time, his aura was similar to that of several generals over there, and Xiong Lin instantly realized that this Li Zhao was probably also a martial arts immortal cultivator. No wonder he, as a member of the Li family of the Great Liao royal family, came to this Tieshan Pass to sit down.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Suddenly, in the army of the Yin Corpse Dynasty below, there was a rushing killing sound, and the killing intent was directly approaching everyone in the city.

And in front of the army of the Yin Corpse Dynasty, more than a dozen generals, at this time, one of them also came out on horseback and went straight to the front of the Iron Mountain Pass.

This person's skin was as black and bright as iron, his face was stiff, his bloody eyes were awe-inspiring, and his whole body was filled with a sense of death. Xiong Lin looked at this person, as if he didn't see a living person, but a black iron zombie.

And the horse that this man was riding under his crotch was not a normal living horse, but a stiff corpse horse, a completely dead horse, which did not feel the slightest bit of vitality, and a pair of horse eyes were like two holes, among which two points of blood were burning, which was extremely terrifying.

"Hey, the shrunken turtles of the Great Zhou, who will come down and fight with me for three hundred rounds......" The man rode a corpse horse and came to the front of the Iron Mountain Pass, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a long-handled big knife appeared, a bloody big knife, filled with killing intent that rushed to the sky.

Over there, Prince Wu of Zhou turned around and ordered:

"Tiejun, you go...... Watch out for his corpse horse!"

"Yes, the last general will take the order!" I saw a general on the side, leading the order, the general is not tall, and there is a fierce aura of refining jing steel all over his body.

"Click...... Boom ......" The gate below opened, and the Iron Army rushed out on a large horse with obvious demon beast blood, holding a spear in his hand.

"Haha, it's a good ......" The general of the Yin Corpse Dynasty laughed, lifted the corpse horse under his crotch, and went straight to the Iron Army to kill, and the big knife in his hand slashed down like a mountain.

"When ......" Tie Jun raised his gun with both hands, stopped the big knife that was chopped in the air, and then swept out like a dragon swinging its tail and swept directly to the opponent's waist.

The two of them carried their horses and fought on the battlefield, and the knives and guns were even up and down for a while.

Both of them are martial arts cultivators, and their cultivation is the sixth layer of qi training, although they are martial arts fighting, they have their own dignified style and majesty in one move, stirring the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth. When a shot hits the ground, the earth shakes, and a knife slashes in the air, and the air bursts and screams.

The people at the head of the city of Tieshan Pass may be accustomed to seeing such a battlefield fight, except for Li Zhao, who was excited at this time, and the aura around him was turbulent, as if he was going to jump off the city at any time to fight, the rest of the people did not react much.

Xiong Lin is the first time to see such a military general fighting, and what he used to see was just the usual skills of military generals, which is naturally different from this battlefield fighting.

Looking at the two people below, every move and style is awe-inspiring, and they go straight to each other's death holes. There is no room for compromise.

Gradually, the two of them fought more and more fiercely, and the spear in the iron army's hand had already taken a heavy overlapping shadow, and the blood sword in the hand of the military general of the other Yin Corpse Dynasty also danced into a bloody light.

Xiong Lin gradually found that with the two of them as the center, some blood-black sè breath gradually wafted on the battlefield, like blood like iron, full of the smell of iron and blood.

"This is ......" Xiong Lin frowned, and before he could figure it out, the protrusion below changed.

"Hiss......" I saw the corpse horse under the crotch of the general of the Yin Corpse Dynasty, suddenly let out a long neigh, and took a sharp breath of the blood-black sè breath, and then opened his mouth to spit out a gray sè gas, which was filled with the breath of death, and sprayed directly onto the head of the horse under the crotch of the iron army.

"Herod......" The horse immediately rose up madly, and then the flesh and blood of the horse's head were seen to be eroded and turned into skeletons, and the iron army was so alarmed that the horse was immediately thrown to the ground.

"Haha...... Die!" the general of the Yin Corpse Dynasty immediately laughed, and rushed forward on his horse, and the bloody knife was about to cut off the head of the Iron Army.

......At the same time, on the tower of Tieshan Pass, a sharp arrow sounded, but it was a general who opened his bow and took an arrow, and suddenly an arrow came out.

"When ......" arrows were like lightning, and the bloody knife that was chopped down in an arrow shè deflected the bloody sè big knife shè and slashed it on the ground, stirring up a piece of sand and stones.

The iron army walked on the line of life and death, but it seemed that he had no fear, and he was very calm, and immediately stood up with a spear and stabbed the head of the general.

"Despicable, suffer death!" In front of the army of the Yin Corpse Dynasty over there, another general rushed out angrily, and before he arrived, he had already thrown a huge axe and slashed straight at the iron army.

If the Iron Army still insists on stabbing the general to death with one shot, he will inevitably be killed by the giant axe.