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Chapter 4 Broken Gun

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Bloodstone Tribe.

At the top of the back mountain, on the edge of the cliff, the mountain wind howls, and the sound of falling rocks is inaudible.

A bluestone elephant is located here. The three-foot-tall bluestone elephant has a majestic body and its trunk reaches toward the sky. It has an inexplicable charm. In front of the bluestone elephant, six young men and one girl are practicing their fighting skills. They are walking in front of the bluestone elephant.

On the edge of the cliff, he was hovering between life and death, but without any hesitation, he used all his strength in every move, his blood was steaming, and the strong wind was flowing.

Under the Ministry of War, in the desolate land of military graves, several Bloodstone tribesmen were patrolling. Their eyes were heavy. Too many regrets were buried here, and many lives were lost. Their blood could no longer be seen, and they fell into eternal sleep.

Life cannot last forever, but death can last forever.

Suddenly, a faint chanting sound sounded from the corner of the military tomb. This sound was far away, as if coming from the end of distant time and space. Several Bloodstone tribesmen were startled. They followed the sound. It was a special tomb.

A bluestone jar, a purple cloud arrow, and a black broken gun.

The broken gun buzzed, half of the gun body was buried in the soil, and the half of the gun body was vibrating, as if it sensed something. Several Bloodstone tribesmen were a little surprised, and their eyes suddenly went dark, and a red figure appeared in front of them.

"Clan leader!"

Shi Zhixuan stared at the broken gun. The dark gun body was glowing with a cold metallic luster. The gun body was simple and unpretentious, with traces of bloody smell coming from it. This bloody smell came from the blood of alien races and was integrated into the gun body.

In every inch of the gun, it would be impossible to capture it unless Shi Zhixuan's spirit and will were so powerful that he was already otherworldly.

After pondering for a while, Shi Zhixuan said: "Send this gun to Xiao Wu in front of Baishi's house."

The hearts of several Bloodstone tribesmen were shocked. Then, they pulled out the broken gun, only to find that the broken gun was getting heavier and heavier. Before, it only weighed three jun, but now, it may have reached five jun.

The weapons used by ordinary bloodstone tribesmen generally do not exceed five hundred kilograms, and the weapons used by warriors generally do not exceed a thousand kilograms. Only a strong man at the corps commander level and a small master in blood refining can only use two jun at most. Only a strong man at the centurion level can do this.

They can use weapons weighing four or five jun, while those at the level of captains can use weapons weighing more than 10 jun.



The setting sun was like blood. On the top of the back mountain, the bluestone elephant was also dyed blue and red. Shi Lei and the seven people gasped for breath. They only felt that every inch of their muscles and bones seemed to have lost consciousness. Their bodies could no longer be controlled by their own hands. Their spirits were extremely high.

They were tired, but everyone's eyes were shining, and they could clearly feel that their will was condensed like never before.

Under the oppression of the brutal elephant, Shi Lei and others have clearly felt the changes in themselves during these days. Originally, facing the blue stone elephant, they could only resist with their spiritual will, but now they can hone their tactics at the same time.

Everyone's spiritual will has grown differently.

The seven people sat cross-legged, calming their minds, cultivating their spirits, allowing their bodies to relax and recover. In the blink of an eye, the sun set and the moon rose.

Buzz!

An inexplicable wave suddenly appeared from Shi Lei's body. As soon as this wave appeared, Shi Qianliu was awakened. Shi Lei was seen sitting cross-legged, his black hair was windless, and there were dots of crystal light between his eyebrows.

An invisible spiritual will spread, this spiritual will fluctuated violently, and then began to surge, and a heavy pressure pressed on Shi Qianliu.

"Breakthrough!" Shi Qian said solemnly.

This is a breakthrough in spiritual will. He was promoted from the elementary level of the ordinary realm to the intermediate level of the ordinary realm. Shi Lei remained motionless, sitting quietly and meditating, and his spiritual will was promoted. The next step is to grasp the charm of the light weight, understand and derive his own momentum.

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Someone's spirit and will have improved, and they have understood their own potential. The people in Yunshan are all paying attention. This is a great opportunity to observe and practice, which can give them more experience and be more confident when they break through in the future. It is Shi Qian.

He also watched carefully and realized that an improvement in spiritual will can make his grasp of the situation more perfect.

An hour passed.

Shi Lei's spiritual will became more and more active, as if it had life. Although it did not improve again, Shi Qian and the six others clearly felt that the spiritual oppression was increasing. In the end, except Shi Qian, Yun

The five people in Shan took a step back. This is why they have been subjected to the oppression of the wild elephants every day in recent days. Although Shi Lei's spiritual will is strong, it can no longer fully suppress them. They are gradually adapting to this first level of pressure.

At the same time, refer to yourself, constantly sharpen your spirit, accumulate strength, and seek opportunities for breakthroughs.

After another half hour, the mental oppression on Shi Lei reached its peak, and the aura around him began to change. A new wave of new energy rose up vaguely. This force was like the agitation of wind and thunder, with Shi Lei as the center, and a radius of three feet.

Pieces of gravel were suspended from the ground, and the air within ten feet became stagnant.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and from Shi Lei's eyes, two frightening rays of light flashed away. He stood up, took a deep breath, and murmured: "Breakthrough."

He looked down at the tribe. Among the green and black gables, there were many stone houses and huts. There were smoke from cooking stoves, soldiers patrolling, and bonfires like stars. The world in his eyes was clearer than ever before. The surrounding area was ten feet away, and birds were everywhere.

The chirping of animals and insects is clear to the ears.

The seven people went down the mountain but did not disperse. A young man left for a moment and came back with two stone bowls in his hands. One stone bowl was filled with hot golden tiger meat, and the other stone bowl was filled with

Under the crystal clear spring water, the seven people walked towards the distance in silence.

After a moment, not far away, a white stone house came into view. Shi Qian frowned slightly. In front of the white stone house, there seemed to be figures flashing. They were two people from the Volcano Tribe, young and powerful men from the Volcano Tribe. Following Chiyan Qianfu

Chang arrived in the afternoon and formed an alliance with their Bloodstone tribe. The ten young warriors who came this time will participate in the tribe's warrior competition in a month.

When they got closer, Shi Qianqi's pupils shrank almost at the same time. In front of the white stone house, they saw a dark broken gun stuck in the mud. The gun body was plain and there were still some blood stains on it. Two young people from the Volcano tribe stood in front of the white stone house.

Before breaking the gun, one of them pulled out the broken gun and looked at it carefully, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

These two Huoshan tribe members, Shi Qianqi and others, also know that one is named Chixue and the other is named Huo Qing. They are both strong young men of the Huoshan tribe's generation. They have good cultivation and are strong men at the corps commander level.

, his fighting power is extremely powerful. Just after noon, he challenged two corps commanders, each of them won within ten moves. Among them, the red blood was good at archery, almost reaching the level of cracking sound.

, even some of the centurions of their Bloodstone Tribe are not as good as him. Another person named Huo Qing has excellent marksmanship. It is said that by chance, he once found the tomb of a human ancestor and obtained a second-rate military skill.

With his flaming spear technique, the captain he fought against was ranked among the top ten among the many captains in the tribe, but he was forced back by one of his shots and was injured by one of his shots.

Huo Qing stroked the broken gun in his hand, with excitement flashing in his eyes: "Chixue, can you tell, this broken gun is actually made of black gold. It is a mid-level warrior. After adding a little black gold, it can be

Compared to the previous warrior, this broken spear is not entirely made of Wujin, but it is extremely extraordinary. The warrior stands in front of the house. This means that the owner of this spear has died in battle. I have been looking for Wujin to recast one.

I have the weapon in hand. Now go to the Red Flame Thousand Captain and ask him to advise the Bloodstone Tribe to let me inherit this gun. I believe the Bloodstone Tribe will not refuse. When I return to the tribe, I will ask the people in the tribe to

The weaponsmith recasts this spear, and even if I am promoted to the level of Blood Refining Minor Perfection in the future, I can use this spear as my main weapon and cultivate it into a human heavenly weapon."

"That's natural. If you just break a gun and waste a soldier, the Bloodstone Tribe won't be so stingy." Chixue said with a smile.

Suddenly, Chixue's eyes moved slightly. He saw seven people walking towards here. They were seven young people. They must be the juniors of the Bloodstone Tribe. The auras of the seven people were not weak. They were all already warriors.

of cultivation.

Huo Qing also noticed the seven Shi Lei people. He frowned slightly and didn't take it seriously. He said, "It's just seven little guys. Let's go find Captain Chiyan."

After saying that, the two of them were about to leave. The moment they turned around, not far away, seven people from Shi Lei moved together. The seven people turned into seven strong winds, which spanned more than ten feet in a few breaths, blocking Huo Qing.

Before the two of them.

"Seven little guys from the Bloodstone Tribe, what do you want to do?" Chixue smiled half-heartedly, "Do you want us to give you some advice?"

Huo Qing snorted coldly: "Get out of the way, seven little guys, we don't have time to quarrel with you. Who is your team leader? Didn't he teach you how to treat guests?"

"Put down the gun!" Shi Qian said solemnly.

He chuckled lightly, with a sarcastic look in his red blood eyes, and said: "Little guys, you are too lenient. This gun will soon belong to Brother Huo Qing. He will propose to your Captain Shihu to inherit this gun."

By destroying the soldiers and repairing them completely, you can make the best use of them. Now get out of the way and I won’t argue with you this time. If you continue to be so reckless in the future, maybe we will take action to teach your corps commander a lesson.

You two."

"Put down the gun!" Shi Lei's eyes flashed coldly.

Huo Qing's face darkened, and he said coldly: "What a big tone, are you trying to teach me a lesson? Even if your corps commander came in person, he would never dare to talk to us like this. Now that we give in, there is still room for change."

, otherwise I will make you suffer today. You have no rules at all and you don’t know the general rules!” (Please bookmark and recommend votes! Sanjiang votes)

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