Treasure hunt with my sister

The rules of this patriarch are very strict, if you don't follow the rules, you can't make a square!If there were no such strict regulations, wouldn't the bad guys in China use magic to do bad things more?

At that time, it wasn't just some lamas cheating, nor some fake Taoist priests and monks cheating, but people with magic power were doing bad things everywhere!

Although she temporarily lost her mana, Jian Yumei knew that it was only temporary, because after all, it was not good to always use her mana to do this thing, and it would be good if she was punished.

That being said, Jian Yumei was a little depressed when she lost her mana at this time.

He wants to try again.

But still.

I guess I can't get the Zhuxian Sword, and I can't get the Taomu Sword back either.

At this moment, he was full of luck and found that his inner strength was still there.

He untied the soft sword from his waist at once.

Holding the soft sword in his hand, he felt somewhat at ease, because Jian Yumei really didn't know what was waiting for him in the future.

Jian Yumei walked forward step by step.

He held the soft sword in his hand and looked ahead.

Passing through the dangerous place, he saw the flat place.

In such a valley, a very wide flat land appeared.

It was so quiet here at the moment, Jian Yumei heard the wind and the birds chirping.

Jian Yumei knew that this seemed calm, but there might be a great crisis hidden in it.

Just as he was watching all this here, he saw something slowly crawling up among the lush grass.

Jian Yumei stood there, looking at these things.

When those things were crawling, they didn't see clearly what they were, but when they stood up, Jian Yumei could see clearly that they were all Mongolian soldiers one by one.

They all held spears in their hands, and when they stood up, they gradually began to regain their divine light.

Jian Yumei saw that their eyes were actually open, and they could move.

Could it be that they are also resurrected corps?

Jian Yumei thought of the Mongolian army in Helan Mountain, those should be standard zombies, because everything about them was stiff.

Jian Yumei also thought of those Mongolian warriors in the Mausoleum of Genghis Khan, who should be living people in the process of resurrection.

But these in front of them seem to be living people.

Jian Yumei was a little surprised. He knew that even if the esoteric leader was resurrected, the soldiers in front of him would not be able to kill them with the demon mirror.

At this moment, the soldiers began to gather, and Jian Yumei saw a man who looked like a general shouting loudly there.

At this moment, although Jian Yumei didn't know what they were shouting about, he knew that these soldiers were definitely coming to deal with him.

He was thinking there when suddenly, a burst of bull horns sounded, and those Mongolian soldiers rushed towards him.

Jian Yumei was shocked.

He knew that this was a challenge for himself.

There were probably thousands of soldiers in front of them, and they all rushed over.

Jian Yumei started to fight them with a soft sword in her hand.

He kept swinging his sword to kill the Mongolians around him. With his martial arts skills, he could basically kill a Mongolian soldier with a single sword.

He kept hacking and killing, and the Mongolian soldiers around him fell one by one.Soon there were hundreds of corpses around him.

A Mongolian warrior on horseback rushed over, and Jian Yumei flew with a sword, cutting the warrior off the horse.

He snatched the spear from the Mongol warrior and flew onto his horse.

As soon as he grabbed the reins, he charged the horse towards the Mongol soldiers.

He kept rushing, and then kept waving the spear, and the tip of the spear kept sweeping the throats of those soldiers.

Those soldiers fell in pieces.

Jian Yumei felt a burst of relief at the moment, because it seemed that the situation was in her favour.

At this moment, Jian Yumei saw a person, to be precise, it was not a person, but a witch.

Jian Yumei saw that this man was dressed in white and his hair was disheveled. He was chanting something, and then grabbed the air with both hands.

When Jian Yumei saw this person, she felt that he was the great wizard from Wo Kuotai.

It was the wizard who made Wo Kuotai kill Tuo Lei.

Jian Yumei charged towards him with a spear in her hand.

The wizard looked at Jian Yumei, as if he had never been afraid, and he was still chanting words to Jian Yumei with both hands.

At this moment, Jian Yumei suddenly realized that her whole body began to stiffen, and his hands could not hold the rein a little bit, so he fell off the horse.

When he fell off the horse, he tried to exert all his strength, and he drew the pistol in his arms, which had bullets in it.

Jian Yumei shot directly at the wizard.

This shot must be fatal, Jian Yumei knew it, so his aim was very good, and the shot hit the wizard's forehead just right.

Jian Yumei saw blood gushing out all of a sudden.

The wizard thought he was invulnerable, so he didn't care at the time, but when he was hit by the gun, he was already unable to carry out any activities.

After Jian Yumei fell off the horse, he found that he could no longer move his legs.

It was dangerous, he knew that this wizard was probably using a spell to make himself stiff, and then let these Mongolian soldiers slaughter him.

Fortunately, I killed him in time, but my legs can't move anymore, what should I do.

At this time, those Mongolian soldiers rushed up again.

Jian Yumei lay there holding a spear in her hand, and waved at the soldiers.

He was very strong, and this wave still knocked the spears of the Mongolian soldiers away, and then cut their throats.

They all fell down.

But countless Mongolian soldiers came up again.

Jian Yumei sighed when she saw her legs.

He didn't know how long he could resist this situation.

At this time, a Mongolian soldier jumped on him at once.

Jian Yumei slapped her palm, and the soldier bled from his mouth all of a sudden, and leaned on him.

Jian Yumei pulled him away with her hands.

But the rest of the Mongolian soldiers still surrounded them, their faces were fierce.

"Use a submachine gun!" At this moment, a voice rang in my ear.

Jian Yumei didn't pay attention to who it was, "It's useless, no bullets!"

"You can get bullets!" said the voice.

At this moment, Jian Yumei didn't even think about who that voice was, since he said it could be done, she tried it herself.

Jian Yumei took off the submachine gun from his back, and his hands spread out in the air.

Sure enough, a loaded clip came along.

Jian Yumei hastily put the magazine on.

At this time, a large group of Mongolian soldiers rushed up.

Jian Yumei shot at them one by one.

There was a wailing in front of my eyes.

The soldiers behind seemed to have no thinking, no fear, and still rushed towards Jian Yumei.

Jian Yumei is still ruthlessly shooting. At this moment, he has no thinking, no sympathy, no humanity.

He aimed at these things that he didn't know if they were people, and pulled the trigger.