"Let them know the power of our Jinhu Gang."

With tiger roars, these terrifying giants rushed over with maces.

"Roar..." Ade roared and slapped hard on the ground. He saw a large number of cracks appearing within a radius of three miles, and the force surged forward in the shape of a fan.

"Ao..." The demon tiger jumped up, and its reaction speed was not slow.

At this moment, twenty-six figures suddenly emerged from the sky, holding swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and their eyes were scarlet red, and they immediately burst into murderous aura like a storm. The demon tiger jumped into the air screamed, and was scared to death.

Wen Zaidao exclaimed: "It's amazing! These ancestor spirits are all first-class and fierce men. They once killed people like me. Even if they were summoned through rituals and had not yet broken through to the fifth grade, they were able to connect the murderous aura to cover up the whole area."

"Roar up, you beasts rushed up quickly."

These giant men did not care about their mounts at all and kept whipping the tiger's backs. Several guys even slapped the tiger's heads and forced the demon tiger to charge them.

"Kill!" Zhou Lie gave his order, and the hundred ancestor spirits rushed forward. They were incomparable to the twenty-six evil spirits, but it was not difficult to try to entangle these big men.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zaidao quickly reminded: "Be careful, these people come from the Jinhu Gang, and they are also ancestral monks. Don't treat them as body refining monks, just don't know which one they come from the Jinhu Gang?"

"Brothers, let these Western Xinjiang miscellaneous people see how powerful we are." The tiger general in the lead shaking his arms, spreading two pairs of golden wings behind him, and flapping hard towards the front to set off a golden wave.

"Explode!" These giant men with some exaggerated figures roared to the sky, spreading their golden wings one after another. They didn't know where they hid their wings before, and they appeared very abruptly.

In just a short moment, the golden wave swept through Zhou Lie and his group, and the pressure on them was incredibly great.

Wen Zaidao patted his forehead and said, "Oh no! These big men are actually the direct elites of the Jinhu Gang, and they are called "the word "ban" in their gang."

"The word "ban"?" Zhou Lie chuckled: "No matter what the word "he" is, if even a bunch of rough men can't take it, then you and I can go home. If we barely move forward, we can only embarrass us. The remains of the Sword Saint are even more unlucky."

"You are right!" Wen Zaidao nodded in agreement, and then asked Zhou Lie: "Are you here or me here? If you don't show your majesty, you think we are sick cats."

"No need! Just stand here to watch the battle." Zhou Lie said and waved his hand slightly, and immediately heard the wolf pack screaming.

The twenty-six evil spirits rose when they saw the wind and became giants five or six meters high in just a moment. That's not all, their heads gradually turned into wolf heads, and they rushed forward with scarlet eyes.

"I'll take it." Wen Zaidao was stunned and said to himself: "What kind of treasure did Zhou Lie find? Not only did he summon twenty-six evil spirits, but he could also make them crazy. This is crazy spirit! It is enough to break through the shackles and take a step forward. At least the combat power should be judged by the fifth grade. Looking at these great men, only a few people in the lead reached the fifth grade, and the rest are a lot different!"

"Crack, Crack, Crack..."

More than a dozen heads were bitten by the wolf's head, and blood gushed out, and the scene was very bloody.

Zhou Lie glanced at him and said, "I slowly tempered the impurities in the blood of the saints and threw them into these evil spirits, which seemed to have stimulated some changes. They are more aggressive and have extremely strong resilience, so they are used to fight against evil!"

Wen Zaidao hurried over and hugged his thighs: "Is there still blood from a saint? The boss takes care of my business, and I will only follow you in the future."

This guy is so naughty!

Zhou Lie shook his head: "Tell me about the blood of a saint first. I have not figured it out yet. Who is the blood in my hand? Who is the sacred place? There have been countless experts throughout history, but there are very few people who call it saints. How to define the attributes of the blood of a saint? It also has to be handed over to professionals like you."

"Hey! You're asking the right person." Wen Zaidao talked freely: "The reason why saints are saints is that their thoughts are different from ordinary people! In today's terms, it is that their spiritual breadth and spiritual cohesion are too much higher than ordinary people. The word "subtle difference" is not enough to describe the gap in thinking. It is completely a three-dimensional view of two-dimensionality, just like we look at ants. Saints are born with insight, and they think too much, but they are focused enough, which can be said to be very rare."

"So how many saints are there? The wine saint Du Kang, the literary saint Confucius, the sub-saint Mencius, the historical saint Sima Qian, the poet Du Fu, the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, the martial saint Guan Yu, the calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi, the sword saint Pei Min, the Taoist saint Zhang Daoling, the grass saint Zhang Xu, the medicine saint Sun Simiao, the painting saint Wu Daozi, the tea saint Lu Yu, the military saint Sun Wu, the counselor Zhang Liang, the wood saint Zhang Heng, and even the travel saint Xu Xiake, are all saints!"

"Some people would say that Li Bai is a poetic immortal, isn't he stronger than Du Fu? Yes, he might be very strong in that era, but his thinking was much more ripped off than Du Fu! The foundation of the world's mind only depends on how focused the ancestor spirit was in the previous life!"

"So you can compare it. Who is the blood of the saint in your hands similar to? Or is the blood of the pseudo-saint, which is only powerful and does not have the corresponding artistic conception."

Hearing Wen Zaidao say this, Zhou Lie understood. He took out the treasure pot and shook his head and sighed: "There is no corresponding artistic conception, only the earnest teaching sounds like the sound of the demon. It is like an old monk chanting scriptures, which can easily make the ancestor spirit fascinated and go astray."

"So it's the blood of the pseudo-saint!"

Wen Zaidao looked at the treasure pot carefully and said confidently: "But this is quite rare! After all, the saint Scorpion cake is the only one. His own skills are so powerful, how can he give up the treasure blood? Even for future generations, he will calculate according to the calculations. He will never make so many pots."

At this moment, the demon tiger cried out and slapped on the ground with his head in his arms, completely without the power he had just now.

As for the owners of these demon tigers, half of them died, and the other half was destroyed beyond recognition. Although their strength was not weak and they formed the battlefield of Jinhu suppression in a unique way, they encountered twenty-six evil spirits who turned into wolf gods and became young wives who could not withstand the ravages.

"Sweep the battlefield."

Zhou Lie ordered and asked at this time: "What's going on with the Jinhu Gang? What about their ancestors? Why is there only a golden lake in the dark? It looks very strong, but in fact it's strong on the outside but the middle."

Wen Zaidao grinned and said, "If it were others who dared not say the four words "outsider's strength" and "middle". It is said that there is a forbidden book of Jinhu Gang, which is a magical refining technique. From the day they opened their bloodline, they suppressed the ancestor spirits and kept refining them, turning them into a spiritual sea. When they reached a certain level of golden color, this technique would be considered a small success. Single-player performance is nothing. The more people, the greater the power. It may be easier to deal with it now. If there are more people coming from Jinhu Gang, it may not be so pleasant to deal with it."

Zhou Lie's expression suddenly changed and he ordered: "Come to me quickly, we are surrounded."
Chapter completed!