Chapter 582: Eight Parties Gather

On the city wall, the kitten narrowed his eyes, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The person standing in the air, she knew from Bai Yang, is the symbol of the realm of the Daoist monk and the grand master of the martial arts. The opponent does not have the true energy fluctuations of the warrior, and does not have the magic weapon to assist him, so he is definitely the Daoist.

The Shinto monks in the realm of real people have extremely fragile bodies, and a warrior can easily be hammered to death. However, they have secret magic weapons, and no one dares to underestimate them. A Shinto real person can easily kill ten masters with the help of secret magic weapons The master of the environment!

"Brother Huzi," the kitten yelled, tilting its head slightly.

Huzi stepped forward immediately.

"Notice, the infrared rays are aimed at that Shinto monk. At least 20 cannons are ready on every mountain. If he makes a slight movement, kill him immediately!" The kitten said in a deep voice.

"Okay" Huzi nodded and left quickly.

Shinto monk? real person? Your secret technique magic weapon is very powerful, but no matter what magic weapon you have, this level is also limited. A cannon with hundreds of millimeters is enough to blast you into scum!

By the side of the Bibo River, Xiangnan was in a state of distress, standing with a sword in his hand, looked at the Calabash Valley, then turned to look at the Shinto monks standing in the air above the Bibo River, with a cloudy expression and a look of unwillingness.

However, after weighing it, he still turned around and left, but he didn't really leave, but came to a distance to wait.

What if, what if in the end, fish in troubled waters can get some bargains?

On the Bibo River, the gray-clothed old man stood in the air. It seemed that there was a breeze surrounding his body, supporting him so that he would not fall to the ground.

He has a kind expression, like an uncle next door, but his eyes are deep, not simple.

Looking at Calabash Valley, he was smiling, and he could even see the excitement in his heart.

Treasures, treasures conceived by dragon veins, must be obtained by oneself, no matter what it is, it must be extremely precious!

Suddenly, his heart tightened, he felt a sense of danger, and he frowned slightly. Following that feeling, he looked and found cold metal pipes facing him on the hills around the valley.

"Metal pipe? There are no fluctuations in the true qi of warriors, and no fluctuations in the energy of Shinto monks. Why do you give yourself a dangerous breath? This place is weird!"

He murmured to himself, not knowing what the gun barrels on those hills were.

Prudent,

It would be best if you can get the treasure without using your hands. After thinking about it, he looked at the kitten on the city wall and said, "Everyone, listen to me and leave. There are some things that you can't have. Possession is beyond the scope of your ability." is itself a crime and a calamity”

What he said was the truth. Looking around, the most powerful people in Calabash Valley are only at the level of warriors. The treasures bred by dragon veins are simply not something that people here can have, and they will bring disaster.

"The young master said that it is a thief to be old and not die. Old man, don't say it's useless. Going to someone's house to rob things is so high-sounding. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't leave, you will bear the consequences!" Kitten said coldly.

real person? Is the real Shinto really powerful? When he was in Mihelin, Kitty sent people to kill tens of thousands of people without blinking an eye. Who are you!

"Stubborn!" The old man's face darkened, and when he turned his hand, a three-inch long red sword appeared in his hand.

The little sword was fiery red, as if made of red crystal, very beautiful, but exuded this extremely fierce aura.

With a flick of his fingers, the small red sword flew up, and instantly turned into a three-meter giant sword. On the sword body, flames rose, raging, and the flames turned into a giant bird with wings spread ten meters, hovering in the void, giving people Great oppression.

The magic weapon, the magic weapon of the Shinto monks, is just a small sword, but it turns into a giant sword, and even sprays thin flames to form a giant flame bird. This is the magical method of the Shinto monks.

"Get lost, if not, die!" the kitten said coldly, not intimidated by the opponent's methods.

Roar!

The kitten's voice fell, and the silver wolf beside him roared angrily, his body lay low, the silver hair all over his body exploded, and the silver light flowed, as if cheering the kitten.

The old man frowned, and was about to direct the giant flame bird to fly over with his fingers, but stopped.

The giant flame bird disappeared, and the three-meter giant sword became three inches in size, hovering above his head like a fish swimming in the water.

The old man turned around and looked into the distance, frowning deeply.

In the distance, a white figure came quickly, it was a handsome young man in white, holding a white paper fan, galloping on the Bibo River, with light toes, it was a distance of hundreds of meters, coming by stepping on the water!

The young man quickly came out of the valley, and stood on the top of a big tree, as if he had no weight, his body swayed with the slight sway of the tree top.

Spreading his white paper fan, he raised his eyebrows, looked outside the blood-stained city wall, squinted his eyes and said, "Someone arrived before me, it seems that I missed something."

This young man in white is a martial artist in the realm of a master. He is very young, but even the Shinto Daoist who is standing in the air feels a little threatened. This young man is not simple. He either possesses powerful martial arts or has a secret weapon!

"So it's Young Master Jun, he came fast enough." The gray-clothed old man standing in the air frowned.

What the hell is Young Master Jun? No one in the Gourd Valley knows, Kitten and others are watching coldly. No matter who it is, they will never set foot in Gourd Valley!

"Who did I think it was, so it was Elder Song? Why, didn't you hide in that dilapidated mountain and came out to breathe?" Young Master Jun standing on the top of the tree looked at the old man in gray with a half-smile and said.

The old man in gray didn't answer, but frowned and looked at the void in the distance.

In that direction, a black glow came across the sky, and it was very fast, and soon appeared in the void outside the valley.

What flew over was a pitch-black bone staff, three meters long, refined from the bones of an unknown animal, with extremely evil intentions, and it was also a magic weapon for Shinto monks.

On the bone staff stood a young man in black. The young man was very thin, with a sinister expression on his face.

"Hey, is there someone who came before me?" Standing on the bone staff, the boy in black smiled evilly.

"It's you!" Young Master Jun on the treetop grasped the white paper fan and looked at the boy in black with an uncertain expression.

"Haha, who am I, Young Master Jun, aren't you a follower behind Miss Yu? Why, come here when you have time?" The young man in black said with a half-smile.

"Hmph, I'll kill you sooner or later." Young Master Jun snorted coldly and looked towards the valley.

In just a few minutes, three unusual characters came all at once. They guarded against each other and did not rush into the valley immediately.

Xiang Nan, who was on the far edge, took a deep breath, knowing that his hope was slim, and he wanted to retreat.

However, this is not over yet, someone is coming in the distance.

What came was a sedan chair, a blue sedan chair, and four men in red were carrying the sedan chair. They seemed to be flying across the sky, carrying the sedan chair and coming quickly.

In the end, the sedan chair landed on the top of a big tree, and there was a worrying coughing sound in the sedan chair, but from the beginning to the end, no one in the sedan chair came out.

The first three people who came here all frowned when they saw the blue sedan chair, looking extremely fearful.

At this time, in the Calabash Valley, on the city wall, a figure in sackcloth appeared, and the blind Shan Qiulin appeared here, with a black cloth belt wrapped around his eyes, and a wooden sword in his one-armed right hand. The body actually has insect eyes, and it is made of rotten wood.

"Miss Kitten, take Miss Lin and the others back," Shan Qiulin said calmly after reaching the city wall.

Obviously, the next situation is beyond the kitten's control.

It's just the beginning, and a few not-so-simple characters have already come. Obviously, there must be more powerful people coming next.

The kitten was about to answer, and turned around abruptly.

One can see at a glance, in the distance, from all directions, people are rushing towards one after another, there are Shinto monks flying over with magic weapons, there are warriors coming hundreds of meters at a step, and some people are riding strange beasts.

In short, there are many people, and each one is not simple!

In just one minute, at least dozens of strong men arrived outside Calabash Valley, and each one's cultivation level was not lower than that of a martial artist!

Grandmaster? Shinto real person? At this time, there are everywhere outside Calabash Valley!

The dragon's veins turned over, because the dragon's essence leaked out, and the powerful people from all sides felt it, and all rushed towards this side, and the wind was surging, and all directions gathered!

Everyone who came here was vigilant against others, and did not enter the valley rashly.

Obviously, people who came here at this time ignored Calabash Valley itself.

This is not over yet, and there are still people coming in the follow-up.

Until an hour later, outside Calabash Valley, at least a thousand people gathered from all directions!

Each of them is a famous and powerful person, and because of the dragon veins, they all gathered here.

These thousand people are not many, but their weight exceeds the sum of all the people who entered the Mihe Forest to compete for the inheritance of the divine way!

The parties were on guard against each other and did not act immediately.

Everyone realizes that facing the treasure, if you want to get it next, there must be a fierce fight!

"Master Shan, I'm going to find the young master." The kitten took a deep breath and said to Shan Qiulin, before going to the depths of the valley to find Bai Yang.

Faced with this situation, it was completely beyond the limit of the kitten's control, and only Bai Yang could call the shots.

Shan Qiulin nodded, holding a wooden sword with one hand, with a calm expression.

"Everyone, get out, this place belongs to my Blood Lotus Sect!"

At this moment, a sinister and domineering roar came from the sky.

Everyone frowned, looked up, and were instantly horrified!

In the sky, a huge black cloud came across the sky, and there was an evil and domineering aura in the black cloud, which made everyone's hearts palpitate.

"True Monarch, True Monarch of the Divine Dao, the Blood Lotus Sect has actually sent a True Monarch of the Divine Dao!" On the top of the tree, Young Master Jun muttered to himself with a serious face, apparently overwhelmed by the flying black cloud.

Zhenjun, equivalent to the great master of martial arts, is a powerful existence that collapses mountains and rivers with a wave of his hand. At this time, because of the relationship of the dragon vein, he came here!

"The demon of the Blood Lotus Sect has cultivated wildly!"

From the distant sky, there was another cold snort, and a golden light appeared in the sky, like a meteor flying across the sky, and as the golden light approached, a powerful and incomparable aura descended!

An old man in golden clothes came across the sky, the real volley through the sky, his body was full of golden light, like a god, unmatched in strength!

Great master, a great master has come.

Roar!

From the sky, there was an astonishing roar again, and there were more powerful men coming one after another...