The King of Northern Xinjiang is a big smoker, and this matter has nothing to do with me, but when he handed me the Moheyan he had rolled and ignited it for me, I suddenly developed an unforgettable favor for this master who is among the top ten in the world.

This cigarette is made of the stems and leaves of yellow tobacco crushed and mixed with drying. It is granular and rough tobacco. It has a strong tidal force when smoking, but it is very exciting. I took several sips and coughed continuously, and finally calmed the shock I had just suffered a little.

The King of Northern Xinjiang rushed over alone, and the subsequent reinforcements were still in the rear. However, with such a level of masters, plus these more than 200 armed forces with live ammunition, they actually have a certain ability to wipe out. As for how to operate, everyone has put forward many opinions. The one who is the General Administration, Lao Hong, is the General Administration. He advocates that the troops surround Shi Lin, and then slowly investigate and surround them bit by bit. The radicals are Xiao Dapao and I, both advocated direct attacks on Huanglong, and use blasting to open a hole, and then draw out the thing in it, and then look at it.

There is no relationship between superiors and subordinates in this operation, so the discussion was deadlocked. The King of Northern Xinjiang finished smoking two more cigarettes, suffused the smoke with his hand, and then frowned and said, "Okay, the talk is almost over. The sun is almost gone. Why don't we go to the field inspection? Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

He was so careless, naturally conveying a strong confidence. However, those who had seen the power of that thing were inevitably worried, for fear that the master would be a little contempt for the difficulty of this mission. So even if I supported me to block the problem immediately, I had to explain this matter to him clearly. However, the King of Northern Xinjiang was obviously a relatively persistent person. He stood up and was not going to sit down again. After saying a few words to us, he raised his legs and walked towards the stone forest.

Since this old man has decided, we will not have any disputes anymore. He hurriedly called for people. Except for the two squads of soldiers who left behind here, the rest of the people set out towards Shilin.

When he walked out of the village entrance, Xu Danding said softly from the side: "The weather is not very good..."

This was very meaningful. I looked up at the sky and saw the clouds in the sky lower and falling. Before I knew it, the wind blew over the ground from the opposite side of the Yellow River. It was a biting cold. I took a deep breath and there was a turbid earthy atmosphere in the air. This atmosphere was depressing, making me unable to help asking the King of Northern Xinjiang: "Master Tian, ​​the weather is gloomy now, I am afraid that those demon lizards will jump out to cause trouble. What should I do then?"

King Hun of the Northern Xinjiang shook his head indifferently, fiddled with the single knife in his hand and smiled: "I'm afraid, just chop it over."

Well, his simple and crude words made me feel a little weak, but I had a fight with him and knew that with his energy alone, he could go in and out of the sea of ​​demon lizards all over the mountains. There was no problem, and there were so many professional troops next to us. Once a powerful firepower network was built, the terrifying metal storm could isolate all attacks, and it would not be as embarrassing as yesterday.

Knowing yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. What our ancestors say is actually very reasonable. You must know that the unknown represents terror, and all reactionaries are paper tigers. After fully understanding these things, we will take every step forward. We don’t need to hesitate too much. Just be stronger.

However, although he was so interested, as soon as he walked into the stone forest, Xu Danding, silently said, "What's wrong, the things here have been moved."

When we entered the stone forest yesterday, in order to ensure the safety of retreat, I specifically asked Xu Danding to remember the way home. This guy really stared at everything, and all the changes were clear in his heart. So once there was a mistake, he would immediately know. Hearing his words, our huge team was still moving forward, but the practitioners around us stopped and couldn't call. I looked at Lao Hong, an observer of the General Administration. Yesterday we got off the cave, and he ran back alone. He had a more say in this matter.

However, facing our gaze, although Lao Hong's face was pale, he still told us something depressing - he also encountered a blind cat and ran away yesterday, stumbled and escaped, not remembering any path at all, just watching the light walk.

Lao Hong couldn't count on it, so I turned around and checked it carefully with Xu Danding, and found that there was actually not much difference here. There were mainly several paths. It seemed that because of the formation, I was confused yesterday and returned to the essence today. I just calculated it myself, and then asked the King of Northern Xinjiang for the opinion. His original behavior was very generous, but when he entered the forest, the expression on his face became serious for a while, while he was serious, looking calm and calm. When he heard my question, he simply said one word: "Go!"

As he said this, the King of Northern Xinjiang took the lead in walking forward, turning left and right all the way, as if there was a line leading him in front. After about ten minutes, his steps suddenly stopped, turned his head, looked at me and Xiao Dapao and said, "Is there a legend about the treasure of the Mongolian king in this place?"

Xiao Dapao nodded and said yes, and asked how the seniors knew. The King of Northern Xinjiang smiled with his lips, looked up at the towering stone pillars and said, "I smelled..."

His meaningfulness made me feel somewhat uneasy. I looked at Xiao Dapao and wanted to ask what the King of Northern Frontier was intended. However, Xiao Dapao could only smile bitterly and not answer.

The team continued to walk. At first, Xu Danding led the way. Later, the King of Northern Xinjiang took the lead and led everyone along the way. Before he knew it, he actually took us to the area where the blue hungry mushrooms grew. Zhang Daming understood that the broken stone pillars were still standing upside down. The slightly flowing wind conveyed a slight strange fragrance to everyone's nose.

Thinking of the situation where almost everyone was caught that day, my face changed and I shouted: "Don't breathe, be careful that it's poisonous here!"

My roar scared everyone, but the King of Northern Xinjiang smiled and said calmly: "It's okay."

He said this, and took the cigarette in his mouth casually, then made a gesture with his right hand, bent his five fingers, as if he was grabbing something, and a wave of luck on the ground was grabbed out of thin air. Then he pulled the cigarette cartridge halfway into the air, and his palm shone from afar. Just under the attention of all of us, a sudden burst of fire suddenly burned in front of us, and large red clouds fell, as if in just a moment, all around us turned into a red ocean.

This scene made everyone feel confused. Then I remembered that those who can rank among the top ten in the world, except for having good sword skills, if they don’t have a few methods, how could they beat several opponents?

The flame came and went quickly. In the next second, the sea of ​​fire turned into nothingness, and the rolling heat was still lingering around, but all the visions that the King of Northern Xinjiang had just created had been restrained to nothingness. The surrounding area was covered with black dust and dust, and the mushrooms that were prone to hallucination had turned into ashes.

A fire cloud burned, and it could directly extract the remaining phosphorus from the ground and rise, and then release such a big firework. This method was really amazing.

Just when we were shocked, I suddenly saw the King of Northern Xinjiang who was standing still moving. He lit his toes and appeared ten meters away. He grabbed the air with his hands and grabbed an upright demon lizard with black scales. The beast wanted to show off some brute force, but as soon as the mouth opened, a white lightning flashed through its neck. With a sound of brushing, blood burst out, but the body and head were separated.

This white lightning was naturally the light shining from the single sword in the hands of the King of Northern Xinjiang. It was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to capture it, and there was only amazement.

The King of Northern Xinjiang did not pause, but instead played a trick in his single sword in his hand, constantly shaking off the sword flowers. Every time he cut into a space where nothing was left, a demon lizard fell from the void, either the body and the head would be separated, or the one and two cuts would be cut, which seemed very decisive, and the rhythm was compact, making people dizzy.

All the swords are killing one move.

In addition to us, there were also ordinary soldiers who came to work. In addition to the leading cadres, ordinary soldiers were shocked by the extremely flexible fat man in front of them and the corpse of the magic lizard from scratch. Some of them were a little timid, and even retreated continuously, so scared that their guns were thrown away.

Xiao Dapao, his subordinates and the cadres of the army were all appeaseing the soldiers' emotions, while I and Yingying rushed forward separately.

When we arrived at the King of Northern Xinjiang, he had already stopped, and the single knife in his hand was facing down, and the blood flowed down the blood trough, dripping and dripping, and in front of him, there were more than twenty upright demon lizards lying on the ground and turning into countless pieces of meat.

After killing so many demon lizards, the King of Northern Xinjiang did not breathe at all, his face did not change, but his face became a little serious. He turned around and said to me: "I finally know why a junior like you still suffer such a loss. So that's it."

I nodded and said, "Senior, where are these things hidden? Why can't I see them?"
Chapter completed!