Zhennanguan, at the southeast corner of the city wall, in front of a closed iron gate.
"stop!"
With a sharp shout, two armed guards stopped a group of old men with white beards.
One person held a spear in his hand, looked at several people, and then poked the big words written on the door: "No one is allowed to enter!"
"Are you blind? You didn't see these big characters."
"Two officers, we are here to handle business on the orders of Lord Shentu."
"What's the business?"
"Can't say."
"Do you have a token?"
"Of course there is."
Under the gaze of everyone, an old man with a white beard put his hand into his arms in a pretentious manner. After groping for a while, he took out a square iron plate, handed it to the guard holding a gun with both hands, and said with a smile: "Here,
Sir, please give me a hand."
The gun-wielding guard held the long gun in his arms, took the unattractive iron plate with both hands and looked at it carefully, then frowned and subconsciously read a few small words on the back of the iron plate, "Giant-Bear-Door"
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The old man with the white beard still smiled and nodded: "Yes."
"Do you think I'm stupid? Aren't you Shen Tu Da..."
Before he finished speaking, the guard with the gun saw the old man with the white beard pointing behind him. The guard with the gun was confused, but he still turned around to look.
I saw that my companion had been knocked unconscious and collapsed on the ground. Several old men with white beards were smiling and staring at me maliciously.
Click——
With a blow from his hand, the guard was also knocked unconscious.
After easily dealing with the two guards guarding the gate, the few old guys at the Giant Bear Gate who never left home looked at each other and smiled... Ginger is still smarter with age.
At this moment, Xiong Weilai slowly walked over and opened the door that no one should enter.
Following the underground passage, several people slowly walked deeper into the ground.
Deep underground, in the room built by Xuan Tie.
A huge formation stood quietly!
This is the formation carved at the bottom of Zhennan Pass by a superb formation master. It can effectively prevent monsters from crossing the boundary. However, now this formation has been temporarily closed, and even the color of the runes in the formation looks very dim.
In the four corners of the room, four soul-calling flags were erected. The flags moved automatically in the wind, with ghosts showing teeth and claws depicted on the flags. In the center of the flags, there was a blood-red bead the size of an eyeball.
A bald monk in gray clothes walked around the room, shaking a copper bell in his hand.
Along with chanting scriptures, wisps of wandering souls were attracted.
Under the guidance of the soul-calling flag, these newly born wandering souls were all absorbed into the blood-red bead in the middle.
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At the same time, it was daybreak.
For some unknown reason, Shentu City did not issue an order strictly prohibiting unrelated persons from climbing the city walls.
Instead, he sent people to the camp at the rear and asked the remaining disciples of hundreds of sects in the camp to climb up to the city gate to watch the battle.
Xiong Miaoyun is also inviting them.
Accompanied by Yue Nu, Xiong Miaoyun turned his wheelchair and slowly approached the crenellations of the city wall.
She wanted to see how the battle was going down below?
Last night, even though she was separated by a city wall, she could still hear the low roars of monster beasts and the shouts of human cultivators.
Last night, I fought all night long!
The wind is smelly and the picture is tragic...
The appearance of the canyon has changed drastically. If it was a dangerous place yesterday, then today it is the Nine Nether Hells!
There are corpses everywhere, human and monster, mixed together. The most eye-catching ones are the two huge dark moon white tiger corpses. One's head was blown to pieces, and the other's four legs were chopped off alive.
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There was blood everywhere, red and white on the ground.
The blood that flowed out accumulated as much as half a person's height.
Thousands of surviving cultivators were supporting each other, holding swords in their hands.
Everyone's face showed a look of despair.
And in front of them was an army of tens of thousands of demonic beasts, including a dozen Dark Moon White Tigers!
Yue Nu couldn't hold back, and when she saw the bloody scene in the valley, she ran to a distance, leaned over and vomited.
Xiong Miaoyun covered her mouth nervously, suppressing her nausea. She looked at the hell on earth in front of her, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and tears were shining in her eyes.
She searched for a long time in the crowd before she found the familiar figure.
Where is the handsome Taoist priest, a living bloody man?
He stepped on the body of a Dark Moon White Tiger, holding a sword in one hand, covered in blood, standing like a flag!
Suddenly, the bloody Taoist priest looked back at the thousands of surviving cultivators behind him and grinned: "Shall we retreat?"
Xiong Daxiong Er was the first to shout: "Don't retreat!"
Elder Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood: "No..."
Bai Ying supported him and finished his words for him: "Don't retreat!"
In an instant, all the cultivators were ignited and shouted in unison: "Don't retreat!"
"No retreat!"
"No retreat!"
"No retreat!"
The uniform shouts were deafening, and even the people on the city wall couldn't help shouting: "No retreat! No retreat!"
"The human race will not retreat!"
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"Noisy!"
The Tiger King, who was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, impatiently picked out his ears with his little finger and ordered: "Old man, behead that human monk to me! Tear off his head and throw it back to them."
The eighth-oldest Dark Moon White Tiger, with a strong body, took a few steps forward.
The tiger's eyes were fixed on the young monk who was the leader of the human race, full of hatred!
"roar--"
Lao Ba opened his mouth wide and the tiger roared.
Immediately, he led several powerful wolf kings and rushed towards Jiang Yang.
This person's head must be removed!
Jiang Yang grinned, looked back at everyone, and said with a smile:
"Everyone, let's see how Pindao kills another Dark Moon White Tiger for our human race!"
If it were yesterday, no one would believe such lies.
But something was different today. Everyone who wanted to step forward to help took action.
They believe that Jiang Yang can do it!
Kill the Dark Moon White Tiger with one person's power!
After saying that, Jiang Yang's figure shot forward...
Everyone saw him entering the battle alone with one sword and heading toward the enemy to kill the general.
Step on it with both feet and make an explosive sound.
Each step forwards several feet.
Jiang Yang threw out the red rope from his waist.
The red lights formed a line in the air, killing eleven wolves with one move.
In the end, he was severely stepped on by the Dark Moon White Tiger.
Jiang Yang couldn't pull out, so he stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot again, and the ground immediately collapsed into a shallow pit, which was enough to show how powerful the force was.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yang appeared in front of the Dark Moon White Tiger named "Lao Ba".
The long sword in his hand tightened slightly, mixed with fierce sword energy, and slashed towards Lao Ba angrily.
Lao Ba did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he hurriedly raised his claws, and the true energy in his body surged out, condensing on the tiger's claws, and then struck directly with his claws.
"Bang!"
When the long sword and the tiger's claws intersected, there was a crisp sound of steel clashing.
The huge power contained in the arrogant tiger claws slammed into the sword blade, and the blade bent backwards to form an exaggerated arc. The force of the tiger claws was far more than that, and it directly hit Jiang Yang's chest.
"puff--"
Blood spilled into the sky, and Jiang Yang's body flew backwards uncontrollably, feeling the sound of wind blowing by his ears, and finally fell heavily into the blood.
One move and you'll see the difference!
"As expected...the strength forcibly improved by using the Talisman Seal is still far behind compared to the opponent's actual cultivation level."
Jiang Yang was paralyzed in the blood, his chest was severely injured, his eyes were looking at the sky, and he was muttering to himself.
Unlike Jiang Yang's serious injury, Lao Ba seemed much more calm.
The tiger's body just slid backwards for a few feet and then stood firmly on its feet.
Human cultivators are nothing more than that... Lao Ba thought in his heart.
"Lao Ba, kill it and avenge Lao Jiu and Lao Si!"
The Tiger King was supervising the battle from behind and was filled with rage when he saw the corpses of the two Dark Moon White Tigers on the battlefield. They were his sons Lao Jiu and Lao Si.
In the past, during the monster hunting festival, Zhennan Pass was a small pass, and Lao Jiu had always come alone to break through the pass. In the past decades, everything had been peaceful. Unexpectedly, this time, he was ambushed by the human race. Not only was his eyes blinded,
Even the four legs of the tiger were cut off forcefully, and the fourth child's head was blown to pieces.
It will level Zhennanguan today to avenge its murder!
Jiang Yang, who was in the bloody water, stood up slowly, leaning on his sword. The blood in his mouth kept flowing. He exhaled a long breath, then hooked his hands at Lao Ba and said provocatively:
"Come, let me show you what you are capable of..."
But before he finished speaking, Jiang Yang stumbled back and couldn't stand firmly. He sat down on the ground. He tried several times but couldn't stand up.
"Hey..." Lao Ba gasped through his nostrils.
It watched Jiang Yang's oil and lamp dry up, and a look of ferocity appeared on his face.
If he didn't hold back, the tiger's mouth aimed at Jiang Yang's body and bit him hard.
Thousands of cultivators behind Jiang Yang saw that Jiang Yang was exhausted and quickly stepped forward to help.
But it was still too late...I could only watch helplessly as Jiang Yang was about to die.
"Beasts are just beasts, a bunch of brainless things..."
The voice was very low, so low that only Jiang Yang and Lao Ba could hear it.
Jiang Yang's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Lao Ba who was rushing towards him.
When Lao Ba saw Jiang Yang's sudden change in aura, his heart suddenly became alarmed. Was he fooled?
Then Hu Mu saw a small jade bottle appear in Jiang Yang's hand and threw it towards his mouth. It was too late for Lao Ba to shut up. What's more, Jiang Yang had already turned over, holding a spear in both hands and raised his head high.
He jumped up high and stabbed Lao Ba's tiger's mouth from top to bottom with a "puff" sound, making it impossible for him to open his mouth forever.
Bang!
In an instant, the shaking bottle exploded in Lao Ba's mouth, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Lao Ba tilted his body and fell suddenly to one side.
The powerful aftermath of the explosion blew Jiang Yang away.
He fell heavily on the cliff and then slowly slid down.
After a while, Jiang Yang bent over and slowly stood up.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yang slowly walked towards the dark moon white tiger that was killed by the bomb, then stepped on the tiger's head, raised his sword in his hand, and shouted: