Lost Xiaonanzhou Group

Chapter 10

In Yinshi's sky, there was still no light.On the hill, an eleven-story pagoda that broke through the ground like a chrysalis began to glow red one floor after another. As soon as it reached the third floor, rumbling thunder resounded in the mountain, and gravel fell from the mountain from time to time. Cracked, and shattered into the surrounding white mist, turning into nothingness.

"Boom...boom!" The heartbeat sounded like a drum again, and the rhythm of breathing followed the swaying red light on each floor of the pagoda. At this moment, the penultimate floor of the pagoda made a "boom", It was as if there was a sound of explosion, followed by a flash of lightning, and the surrounding area was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and all kinds of faint hissing sounds came to my ears.

Xiao Er immediately stood up, stretched out his hand to grab a blood-colored silhouette of a human figure, and then wiped it on the chopping board, a series of strange characters appeared on the chopping board.Xiao Er stared at him for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, Qin Chong and others have already entered the second-story pagoda, the two of us hurry to join them!"

Just as Han Yuan put the tip of the gun in place, he said "Okay!" Holding the gun in his hand, he strode towards the gate of the ancient temple.

The five-foot-high mountain gate was closed tightly, and Han Yuan hit hard with the butt of his gun, and with a bang, the mountain gate was knocked open.

A cold breath roared towards his face, Xiaoer held the life-cutting knife and slashed in the air, and the wind stopped immediately.Xiaoer said in a low voice: "Be careful!" The two stepped into the hall.

There is still a statue of a dodecahedron standing in the hall, but this time it is the second face of the statue facing the two of them.I saw this image: wearing a golden armor, wearing a hooded helmet, standing leaning to the right, clasping his hands, with a Wei Hu pestle at the crook of his arm, with a cold and solemn face, looking down on all living beings.

Under the statue, there are probably hundreds of people kneeling and prostrating on the ground in black, but none of them have breath, their clothes are old and their shoes are old, and they have been dead for many years.Seeing this, Xiaoer said coldly: "It's the two tribes of Diyou and Dijian." The breath of his words seemed to make the hall tremble slightly, and the hundreds of corpses that were prostrate on the ground trembled slightly. In an instant, There was a "Zi-Zi-" sound like fingernails scratching the rocks on the floor, and corpses stood up one after another.

"Go!" Han Yuan walked towards the right corner of the hall as soon as he entered the door with his gun in hand.

Presumably, the Hall of Yama of the Ten Directions had experienced this hall before, so as soon as he entered the hall, Han Yuan relied on his extraordinary perception of the surrounding maliciousness, and immediately found the Hall of Yama of the Ten Directions at the cost of sacrificing dozens of people, thus opening up the walking path in the hall.Just when he and Xiao Er were about to leave the main hall, they saw the huge dodecahedron statue turn around and enter the third side.In a trance, I saw the statue leaning forward, showing compassion, holding a flower seal in hand and saying:
After those world-honored ones have passed into Nirvana, the Dharma will perish...

At this time, I shall hold the order of protection and never stop...

With my protection, you can go to the third tower, remember to remember...

Han Yuan was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Xiaoer, can you hear a voice?"

Xiao Er frowned and said: "I didn't hear anything, let's talk after leaving this hall first!"

Han Yuan secretly said "strange", but didn't stop, he jumped out of the hall.

Outside the hall is a section of mountain road. After hundreds of steps, there is an eleven-story pagoda.

"Stop whoever comes!" A person in the middle of the mountain road yelled angrily.I saw this person was dressed in black, seven feet tall, with a complexion like the bottom of a pot, holding a soul-calling banner to block the way.Followed behind him were two other sword-wielding warriors, both of whom were eighth-level martial artists.The three of them were condescending, staring at each other.

"The person who spoke is Heisha, the head teacher of the Shifang Yan Luo Palace, and he is very tough. Little guest officer, leave this person to me, and the other two to you!" When Xiao Er's voice just fell, Han Yuan Responding to "Okay", he stepped forward and rushed forward with a gun.

Seeing Han Yuan coming to kill him with a gun, Heisha sneered.Thinking of him as the head teacher, he is the arrogance of the generation of Yan Luodian in the ten directions. In addition to cultivating to the ninth level of martial arts, he also has a third-level ghost tool in his hand, which is like adding wings to a tiger.Heisha thinks that he dares to fight even if he is a low-level martial artist.

Heisha stretched out the soul-calling banner in his hand, the evil spirit billowed, hunting, and instantly hid his figure. A ghost figure jumped out from the banner and attacked Han Yuan.

Han Yuan jumped to avoid the banner ghost, the body of the gun turned out a big oblique angle, smashing the evil spirit, and then heard a "ding", and the three-inch spear tip was immediately placed under the summoning banner. On the shaft of the ruler, there is a "shave" formula, and the tip of the spear runs along the shaft, cutting Heisha's hand straight.

This gun is exactly the seventh type of "Gate Kill" in the "Shooting into the Kill" in which the low is used to fight the high, and the weak is used to fight the strong!
"Okay!" Xiao Er couldn't help but praised, and slashed in the air with the life-severing knife in his hand. The ghost pounced on Han Yuan suddenly let out a strange cry, and turned into a phantom.

Heisha sneered, and withdrew his hand that was holding the soul-calling banner, and Han Yuan's "Damen Kill" who used the "shaving" formula to shoot suddenly disappeared.However, before Han Yuan could change his move, a ghost hand protruded from Heisha's ribs. The black arm swelled up like a strange snake, and the head of the ghost hand opened its mouth wide, swallowing the spear point in one gulp. go.

Han Yuan does not retreat but advances, stepping into the third position, rolling the gun to Yin and Yang, sitting down to Siping, holding the gun and finally leveling it again, returning to the original position of "striking and killing".

"Kill!" Han Yuan yelled violently, and stabbed him with a gun.

This gun is the first of all the "striking and killing" styles - "breaking and killing!"

With a sound of "Oops", Heisha's fourth-grade ghost tool "ghost arm" that he had cultivated for many years with his own body was instantly broken open by "Poluansha".Backlashed by this, the ghost's arm turned into a black shadow, retracted into Heisha's body with a "swish", and fell asleep.

"Junior, I'm going to kill you!" With red eyes, Heisha spat out a mouthful of blood towards the soul-calling banner, which rose to a size of three feet, and turned into a giant ghost, and rushed towards Han Yuan.

"Heisha, you kid is well raised, Xiao Er took it!" When he said that, Xiao Er stretched out his hand and heard a strange cry of "Zhi". Pressing it on the chopping board and chopping it with the life-cutting knife, the three-foot-long banner suddenly let out a scream and split in two.Xiao Er stretched out his hand to pat the bag on his back, grinning and said, "Food, it's your turn!" Hearing the sound of "creaking" from the huge bag behind Xiao Er's back as if grinding teeth, half of the spirit-evoking flag was immediately caught by it. Sucked in.

"You actually raised three ghost tools! You, you, you..." While speaking, the remaining half of the soul-calling banner exploded, and a cloud of black mist spread, and Heisha turned and left.

From Han Yuan taking the lead with a gun, to Heisha's soul-calling flag being broken by Xiao Er, and then Heisha's panic-stricken defeat, everything happened like a flash of lightning. The two were caught off guard.When Heisha turned around and escaped from the two of them, they immediately turned around and fled.

But Han Yuan was willing to let them escape, he jumped up, raised his hand and shot an arrow into a man's neck.Then, he shot a shot, and the gun collapsed straight in the air in an instant, and he heard a scream of "Oops", nailing the man to the steps halfway up the mountain.

Heisha was shocked and ran even faster.Suddenly, the knee of his right leg softened, and blood burst out, and Xiao Er laughed and said, "That's right!" Xiao Er continued to hold the knife, grabbed a blood-colored figure and cut it on the chopping board, followed by Heisha's left hand. Another fistful of blood shot out from his legs and knees, Heisha's legs finally couldn't support his body, and he immediately fell to the ground, waiting for him to take the death talisman. Penetrating through the back of the head, and then bursting out from the forehead, Heisha died instantly.

Han Yuan strode up the steps, first pulled out the gun from one of the corpses, then leaned over and took out two bags from the corpses of the two on the stone steps, turned around and threw them to Xiaoer: "Let's put it in your place first." , we will separate later."

Xiaoer grabbed the two bags with his hands and put them into the bag behind him.Xiao Er couldn't help laughing and said: "Little guest officer, you are on the road! But, wait a minute, wait for me to find Heisha's luggage. Only I can find his ghost tool."

Just when Xiaoer was full of joy, he went forward to touch Heisha's body to get the fourth-grade ghost tool "ghost arm", at this moment, he heard a cold hum from the first floor of the tower, and Xiaoer was startled immediately, Secretly said "No", in an instant, Xiaoer bit the tip of his tongue, spurting out a mouthful of blood immediately, and the life-severing knife made a strange cry of "Happy!" .Immediately, Xiaoer's cutting board and luggage swelled up one after another, and he heard a series of "cracking" sounds like dense rain hitting plantains, and "srustling" sounds like mosquitoes hitting a lampshade. Wisps of black smoke billowed in front of his eyes, and Xiao Er's complexion turned pale.

"One first-rank, two second-rank, a ghost cultivator below the level of a martial artist, actually cultivated three top-level ghost tools, which is really extraordinary. What a pity!" While speaking, I saw a pale lampshade, a The pitch-black coffin lid, coupled with the previous bunch of white silk, made it rain like ghost flies, and even more so, they attacked Xiao Er overwhelmingly.

Seeing that Xiao Er was in danger, Han Yuan didn't even think about it, he swung his gun at the fiery coffin lid.Hearing a "bang", from the tip of the gun to the end of the gun, the invincible gun held by Han Yuan shattered instantly.Han Yuan was hit by such a force, his body was lifted in the air, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.However, Han Yuanren was in mid-air, and when he raised his left arm, the short black light crossbow shot an arrow. This arrow was one of the three crossbow arrows specially made by Di Feixing's eight-armed Nezha Xiangchong for "Black Light".

"Oops", it was because that person's cultivation had reached the third level of the Martial Master Realm, and he escaped the arrow after using two ghost implements in succession and being shot through by the crossbow arrow.Thinking of being forced here by a low-level warrior, the man couldn't help feeling annoyed. He flicked his finger, and a drop of bright red flew out. Immediately, something screamed "comb your hair, comb your hair", and flew out of the void. woman's head with a horn comb.

"Second-grade ghost tool combing hair!" Xiaoer's face was extremely pale in an instant, and just when he was about to burn everything and stop the ghost tool "combing hair" from attacking Han Yuan, he heard a person say with a smile: "Sima Shang, the old man looks at you The more you live, the more you don’t look good, you are in vain as a martial artist, let alone a pile of rags and rubbish, you can’t help but shoot even the juniors of the martial artist!"

While speaking, a broad knife with a length of one foot and a width of one palm cut out in the air.

Let's look at this knife, it seems to be cut out from a crack in the void, and a real ripple is cut out in the air immediately.Ripples spread, whether it is the second-rank ghost tool "comb hair", the third-rank ghost tool "coffin lid" and "lampshade", the fourth-rank ghost tool "white silk" or the overwhelming hundreds of fifth-rank "ghost flies" nothingness.

"Fuck, Dao, Ghost, Cao, Zheng?! Aren't you in the second-floor tower?" Sima Shang's eyes were full of horror after being destroyed five pieces of ghost tools in a row.

(End of this chapter)