Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

With the sound of the wind, the brown-clothed steward was panting like a cow, with a face like gold paper, staring straight at the dazzling golden spear point on his chest.But Zhan Changsheng suddenly sent forward, the golden spear pierced through his chest, shot forward, and stabbed a servant in red clothes.

The spirit sword in the attendant's hand was about to stab Maomao, but he was forced by the spear from the oblique stab, and frantically returned the sword to block.

Mao Mao escaped, screamed sharply, opened his mouth and spit out two wind blades, stabbing the attendant's shoulder one left and one right.

The golden gun just hovered, and the tone was gloomy and extremely dissatisfied, "The blood is fat and thick, and the spiritual power is mixed, it is unpalatable."

Zhan Changsheng sent out a long spear, and shot like lightning, looting the jade pendant purse, hairpin, and hairpin all over the body, arms, sleeves, and waist of the steward, and let the steward die of anger, his obese body fell heavily from the flying sword ground.

He only inspected the objects one by one, and finally took out the dark blue finger, and worked hard to erase the consciousness of recognizing the Lord on it.

The golden gun flew back spontaneously at this moment, stood beside him in the air, and said in a deep voice, "Hold me."

Zhan Changsheng did as he said, pulling the finger with his left hand and the spear with his right, his consciousness and primordial spirit froze for a bit, a forceful consciousness invaded the finger, and Zhan Changsheng realized that there was another world in the finger, and there was a blue and black hair in the space. A scaly lizard is lazily lying on the gray and white tree trunk, spit out a long, tubular blood-red tongue from time to time, the tip of the tongue is flat, like a seal.

That group of sluggish monks were sucked by this monster's tongue.

With the blessing of the blade of the afterlife, Zhan Changsheng's spiritual consciousness is strong, and he easily wiped out the residual consciousness on the finger, and the monster who called the shadow beetle naturally bowed his head and surrendered.

The remaining nearly thirty red-clothed attendants also obeyed Zhan Changsheng's order at this time, stopped the magic weapon, the spirit sword, bowed their heads and stood side by side on the street, standing face to face with the group of monks who were still at a loss.

When the wind blade and the strong wind gradually weakened, the ground suddenly trembled, and then trembled again, shaking one after another, even the small stones on the road followed and danced non-stop.

It seems that there is a huge mountain-like monster rushing towards the villa from far to near.

Zhan Changsheng frowned slightly, fell back to the ground, poured a ray of spiritual consciousness into the wrench finger, then stuffed it into Xu Wenli's hand, and said in a deep voice: "You lead everyone away, and I will kill you."

Xu Wenli sneered and said, "You look at me like a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Zhan Changsheng sighed: "If you can send this group of people away quickly, you will help me a lot."

When Xu Wenli saw those obsequious and quail-like monks, he couldn't help sighing, and suddenly felt that Zhan Changsheng really didn't underestimate him at all.

Zhan Changsheng strode towards Immortal Bufa again, and said in a low voice: "Senior, there used to be a magnolia plant in the northeast corner to suppress... the evil thing, and now I have destroyed it. All you need to do is concentrate your yin energy and break through the formation at the foot of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain." , you can escape from the fairyland. The matter of formation, I need to worry about seniors."

Immortal Bufa could only nod in agreement, "Wrap it on the old man."

But in a few words, the vibration became more and more obvious. Everyone could see the purple and blue petals from the high wall outside the villa, as if they were flashing fluorescent lights. The corpse-eating vultures, winged tigers, and fire rats were all overwhelmed by monsters.

There was no way to retreat, nowhere to escape, panic and anxiety, suddenly panic, scattered and fled.

Zhan Changsheng leaped into the air, and the golden gun burst into golden light, and he shouted: "Hurry up, if you procrastinate any longer, I'll leave it as a flower fertilizer!"

Xu Wenli glanced at Immortal Bufa, and saw that he was still at the level of qi refining and could not control the sword, so he took Immortal Bufa's arm and dragged him onto the flying sword, while holding the wrench tightly in his other hand. The attendants scattered in all directions, each sacrificed their magic weapons and flew into the air, killing all the monsters in the sky.

Zhan Changsheng allowed Xu Wenli to drive away the cultivators. He had manipulated the wooden sticks to stand in the air, and saw that the huge iris flower still cherished the villa and refused to break the wall, but walked around to the gate instead. The roots were like countless tentacles, supporting With the whole giant flower approaching towards Zhan Changsheng quickly, the three slender petals were as flexible as silk ribbons, wrapped around the waist, and said with a sneer: "Little thing, you are really as good as the third world's impermanent dragon-slaying spear, this pair The blade is also willing to let you use it!"

Zhan Changsheng did not dodge or dodge, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the spear suddenly pierced a flower petal, drawing a deep mark, the purple and blue flower juice splashed all over the ground, and smoke rose from the bluestone road.

Suffering pain in the air, the petals trembled suddenly, and there was a sharp tremor in mid-air, bringing a hurricane.Zhan Changsheng copied the formation disk in his hand again, and swept the golden gun horizontally with one hand, the sword intent soaring into the sky instantly gushed out like a tide, killing more than ten monster birds in midair to the ground.

He said coldly: "Zhaokong, no matter how many grievances and grievances you have with Dragon Slaying Spear, today I will settle it with you on his behalf."

The scratches on Zhaokong's petals healed in no time, and the giant flower didn't know where the sound came from, and suddenly laughed sharply: "Okay, okay, make it clear, Zhan Changsheng, that magic gun stabbed me a hundred years ago, Now I'm going to stab it back!"

Before Zhan Changsheng could speak, the golden gun suddenly interjected, "Don't let him stab it."

Zhan Changsheng was intervened by him, and the nervousness of facing the enemy just now disappeared, and Mao Mao blew twice above his head at the right time.Flapping its wings, it brought up a strong hurricane, which swept the monster bird around in mid-air, and became dizzy for a while.

These two live treasures actually tossed a life-and-death battle like a child's play.Zhan Changsheng sighed deeply and cheered up again.The giant iris curled up three slender petals and closed them into a giant purple-blue dragon. It twisted in the air and sprayed a burst of black mist towards the villa.

Zhan Changsheng called the young eagle back with a whistle, and guarded it in the sword domain. The tip of the golden gun sprayed out more than two feet of pure white flames, blocking it in front of the black mist, burning it up.

While doing his duty, the golden spear still roared angrily: "Changsheng! Don't let him poke it!"

Zhan Changsheng was distracted and noticed that those monks, together with Xu Wenli and Bufa Daxian, were hurriedly flying to the northeast with the coordination of a group of red-clothed attendants. Only then did he feel a little relieved, and frowned, "Don't worry about the sky, wait for Xu Wenli to stay away. I will retreat, so I don't have to entangle him."

Just now the golden gun snorted coldly, the white flames rose even higher, covering the sky with glaring light, almost turning half of the sky into snow white.

Seeing that the black mist had been burned, Zhan Changsheng was unscathed. He was furious. The inner and outer layers of petals suddenly closed, and then burst open again. Suddenly, the dense black seeds rushed like a hail of bullets.

Zhan Changsheng saw it coming ferociously, so he didn't dare to take the risk of carrying it head-on, so he raised his head suddenly, with the mighty golden spear, while beheading the vulture in mid-air, he quickly retreated to the depths of the villa to avoid it.

The young vulture killed the winged tiger and the fire mouse, and now the sky was full of demon vultures, the stench was suffocating, and it didn't dare to move anymore, Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to put it back into the spirit beast bag.

The blade of the afterlife focuses on assistance, and its lethality is far inferior to that of the deity. Zhan Changsheng hit the petals of the iris several times, and the tip of the spear drew many scars, but healed in a blink of an eye.There are demon vultures above the head who are always disturbing, but it takes a while, and they can't move their hands to form the formation.

Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to fight and retreat until he entered the inner gossip, where the owner of the villa lived in the luxurious hall.

The golden gun suddenly said: "Take off the roof."

Zhan Changsheng didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and took out a few Thunder Fire Talismans.Now he can manipulate his spiritual power freely, and he neatly stacks the spiritual talismans all over the roof of the power supply house.Immediately, amidst several loud explosions, the bricks and tiles shattered, and several large holes were blasted out.

Seeing this, Zhaokong was heartbroken and furious, and the slender petals swept across fiercely, bringing up a gust of wind, "How dare you destroy my shrine, you want to die!"

Zhan Changsheng dodged neatly, but his back suddenly felt cold, and two vultures rushed forward. His moves were old and his spiritual power was intermittent, so he couldn't dodge for a while.

He gritted his teeth to fight back, and in an instant a flash of sword light covered his hood, beheading the heads of the two vultures.The monster screamed hoarsely one after another, and then fell down, directly through the hole in the roof of the palace, and fell into the palace.

Zhaokong has always been happy and clean, and when he saw this, he became furious and out of control, and rushed towards Zhan Changsheng.

Zhan Changsheng still dodged again and again, smelling the smell of burning flesh coming from the hall, he knew that he had some calculations, and said in a low voice: "Is this plan feasible?"

The Blade of the Afterlife snorted coldly: "Of course it is possible."

The sword cultivator who had rescued earlier had already landed with his sword, and stopped in front of Zhan Changsheng. The spirit sword shone with crystal light, swung horizontally, and more than a dozen scarlet sword qi shot out with a whistling roar, and cut off countless deep scars on the iris petals. It was scattered all over the ground, and the white smoke was pungent everywhere. Even the vultures in the sky seemed to be afraid of the white smoke, and hid a little away.

Zhan Changsheng wondered, "Why are you back?"

Xu Wenli gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I'm only here to avenge you, not to save you, don't be too sentimental!"

Zhan Changsheng coughed lightly, and could only say: "If that's the case, let's pester him for a while."

He simply passed through the roof and fell into the palace.The Zhaokong outside the hall seemed to be extremely furious, and gradually lost his sanity. He slammed the ground and roared.It's just that the iris is really huge, the sword energy is sharp, and the wound is small, it healed up in a blink of an eye.

When Zhan Changsheng entered the hall, he saw the blazing flames of the Five Elements, protected by a formation to suppress the heat.

He glanced at it, and he knew what to expect. He used local materials, found a jug of fine wine in the temple, poured it on the formation, and drew another formation pattern.

The shielding array combined with the compression array can detonate with just one primer.He rushed out of the palace through the hole and shouted: "Ah Li, go!"

Seeing that he was cautious, Xu Wenli rushed forward with him, Zhan Changsheng raised his hand and threw the golden spear out, piercing through the formation barrier and smashing the fire cauldron.

In an instant, an astonishing heat wave roared and bombed, and the entire palace was blown to pieces.

Zhaokong was the first to bear the brunt, and was instantly engulfed by the flames.

The giant flower screamed and struggled in the fire, and the palace that it had been thinking about maintaining just now was crushed and trampled by it, turning it into ruins.

"Zhan Changsheng—Zhan Changsheng—! I will never forgive you!" The flower demon screamed piercingly, and sparks flew into the sky, burning all the demon vultures together.

There were screams, flames bursting, and weeping, and half of Qingyuan Villa was engulfed in flames.

But Zhan Changsheng didn't care to look, he just raised his hand to intercept a golden light, which was the blade of the afterlife that had turned back into a golden lotus seed.The lotus seed was astonishingly hot, Zhan Changsheng gathered all his spiritual power in his palm, held it firmly in his hand just now, and after forcibly cooling it down, carefully put it in his arms.

Xu Wenli's imperial sword was so fast that it almost moved forward with the wooden slips.But he suddenly called Zhan Changsheng, and said solemnly: "Wait a minute, follow me first."

Zhan Changsheng said: "What is it?"

Xu Wenli said seriously: "There is a treasure house in Qingyuan Mountain Villa. It would be a pity if it was burned for nothing. Follow me quickly."

Zhan Changsheng looked sideways at the sky, guessed that there was still time, and followed Xu Wenli to the inner Bagua corner.

Due to the explosion of the sea of ​​flowers, the entire villa lost its supply of spiritual power, and most of the defenses and mechanisms have failed.The two broke into the warehouse smoothly all the way.

The warehouse was a small two-story building. In the warehouse on the first floor, there were thousands of storage bags, densely packed and piled up like a mountain.There are old ones, and there are also new ones, pink, black and black, each of which is different.

...probably a remnant of the past victims of Fairyland.

Zhan Changsheng frowned slightly, the storage bags could not be placed in each other, but they could be put into the Qiankun ring, he hesitated for a moment, then put all the storage bags into the ring.