Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

In the dense night, the black dragon reappeared behind the twisting dark clouds.The five toes, as rigid and solid as cast iron, shone with an iron-green luster, as if tearing apart the clouds, descending majestically from above.

The dragon's mouth opened wide, and suddenly spewed out a mass of red flames toward the ground. With a bang, the flames rushed straight into the crowd of the dead, engulfing all the bones.

It was as if a sea of ​​red lotus flames descended on the earth, burning everything, and the tongues of flames reflected the dark sky into a gorgeous glow, and the dead bodies that surged like mountains and seas were burned to half in just a few breaths.

Zhan Changsheng and the others are like tigers with wings, with sharp sword energy and powerful spells. They bombarded the dead one after another. It took less than half an incense stick of kung fu, and there was no moving thing in the extreme. The charred corpses piled up like a mountain, just like hell.

Several people showed their magical powers, and they were all hearty and hearty. When they stopped, they felt that the hustle and bustle had died down and silence had grown. Only the smoke and dust around them and the crackling sound of scorched flesh and bones still remained after the previous fight.

The black dragon traveled around the sky, and then descended with dignity in the posture of a king, transformed into Zhanlong's human form, and fell back to Zhan Changsheng's side.

Zhan Changsheng said: "Brother, how is it?"

Zhan Long still said: "It's okay."

Because of the help of Wushenquan, the evil fire of the red lotus and the real fire of Zhanlong's life are vented together, but in fact they are still competing with each other, and it is of no benefit to Zhanlong to get rid of the blood evil.Even so, if a way of balance can be found, it will also give Zhanlong another means to fight against the enemy.

When Xu Wenli saw that Zhanlong had transformed into a human again, he couldn't help being envious, and sighed: "Your form-changing spell can compete with the restraining power of the Wangshan Formation, soaring into the air. If we all learn your spell , why bother to fight hard on the ground, just fly straight to the exit."

Zhan Long said: "You are very talented, you can't learn it."

Xu Wenli choked, so he had no choice but to shut up.

Zhan Changsheng held back his smile, his face glowed, and he said softly: "It's just a little obstacle, Li, let's go."

Pan Ci also said: "Don't be lazy, fight when you want to fight, Li, let's go."

The two sang together, as if they had known each other for a long time, Xu Wenli could only sigh, and stepped into the coke that was more than a foot thick, the dry cracked debris creaked under his feet, like a thick layer of black snow.

The rest of the people also strolled over the black charcoal and walked towards the end of the first maze.

After experiencing the frenzy of dead bodies just now, the follow-up monsters are scattered and scarce, and there is nothing to fear.The four of them arrived at the exit without stopping.

The exit is still a boundless wilderness, with a dark sky. Twelve golden gates are lined up in the wilderness. The shapes are all the same, except for the fine and intricate carvings on the door panels, which are different from each other.

Zhan Changsheng took out the secondary blade and the compass of Quanchong, the silver needle was spinning like a fan, and it stopped slowly after a long time, when the silver light suddenly appeared, forming a sharp arrow and shooting out, right at the first fan on the left on the gate.

The carved pattern on the gate forms a sea crab standing on the top of the waves, with two big pincers pointing directly at the sky, with a majestic momentum.When it was stabbed by a silver arrow, it opened abruptly, revealing the starlight cloud and mist hovering like a nebula behind the door.

Zhan Changsheng kept many details of this gate in mind, and then stepped into the gate. After the four of them entered the golden gate, there was nothing behind them, but the scenery in front of them suddenly changed.

Everyone was standing in the middle of a long street in a mortal market. People were coming and going on the street, gongs and drums were blaring, and firecrackers were crackling. It was quite a festive atmosphere.

These mortals were dressed in ordinary clothes, their faces were beaming, and they had no spiritual power, yet they couldn't see the slightest hint of camouflage.Everyone looked serene and quiet, turning a blind eye to these four people.

Xu Wenli swept his consciousness around, and couldn't help wondering: "They are all living people with flesh and blood, so this maze can send people into the mortal world?"

But Zhan Long happily said: "Whether male, female, old or young, everyone is full of vitality and can be killed."

Zhan Changsheng could only cough lightly and said, "Brother, please be calm."

Pan Ci stood aside, turned his head to look at the end of the long street, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is here."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the gongs, drums, and suona in the distance, and a group of lion dancers approached. There were lion dancers of gold, silver, black, blue, red, yellow, and white colors, and they rushed onto the broad street like a torrent of colorful colors. The wide and galloping streets are packed to the brim.

Those lion heads are all well-made, gilded and inlaid with purple, jeweled, and both eyes are fist-sized blood rubies. When they dance, they are radiant and gorgeous.Hundreds of colorful lions walk together, chasing each other, jumping around, advancing and retreating in a well-planned manner, which is very lively.

The lion dancers are all very skilled, which is breathtaking.

But when the colored silk with the lion's body flew up, Zhan Changsheng could see clearly that those lion dancers were not ordinary people.

Or the human body with the head of an elephant, or the human body with the wolf head, or the human body with the bull head, or the human body with the snake head, or the human body with the mouse head, or the human body with the chicken head... There are also jackals, tigers, leopards, snakes, insects, rats and ants, and so on. The whole body is full of aura, fierce and fierce, with the power and blood of a beast.

This blood energy was too strong, and Zhan Changsheng secretly thought that it was not good, so he said: "Master..."

But Zhanlong gave a long roar, turned into a black whirlwind, and charged towards the group of lion dancers.

Zhan Changsheng hurriedly took the array plate, followed closely behind Zhan Long, and called out sharply: "Senior brother!"

Zhan Long turned a deaf ear and pierced through the lion-headed man who was leading the white lion dance with his palm. When the bloody palm was pulled out from the lion-headed man's chest, he had already grasped a heart that was still beating in his hand. He immediately tightened his fingers and let out a dull bang With a loud noise, the piece of meat was immediately squeezed and deformed, turning into blood and splashing everywhere.

When the smell of blood overflowed, passers-by on the side of the road stopped one after another, their noses flared, and they sniffed endlessly. Immediately, one after another, hair grew on their faces, their jaws elongated and deformed, and turned into the heads of wild beasts and birds of prey in various colors of yellow, white, brown, and black. The lions are generally the same, they all opened their mouths or roared or screamed: "There is a living man! Eat him!"

A dark-green pheasant-headed monster suddenly looked at Zhan Changsheng, its beak opened, and it screamed strangely: "Here is the living man! Eat him!"

Immediately, he tore off the obstructing clothes, and turned into a green-feathered pheasant the size of a house, fluttering its fat wings, and grabbed Zhan Changsheng with its tough chicken claws.

Zhan Changsheng struggled to dodge in the crowd, and saw that the pheasant overwhelmed the two pig-headed men who were worthy of transformation, and the mortals beside them transformed into beasts one after another, and after the transformation, their spiritual power soared, even the weakest With the power of foundation building, the strongest is close to the golden elixir.After taking shape, their eyes fell on Zhan Changsheng, Pan Ci and Xu Wenli, and they roared one after another: "Eat him!"

Xu Wenli said angrily: "Want to eat my young master? Idiots are dreaming, wishful thinking!" He and Pan Ci manipulated the natal spirit sword, and the range of the sword shield suddenly rose ten feet, shocking the first few beast-headed monsters spurting blood all over their bodies. The back body was broken into several pieces and fell all over the ground.

Two sword cultivators, one on the left and one on the right, protected Zhan Changsheng among the beasts, and the blue and purple sword lights flashed one after another.The street was bustling with people, roaring continuously, one after another, just now it was a market for mortals, but now it has turned into a den of monsters.

Zhan Changsheng held the formation board tightly, but his mind was in a state of chaos, and it was difficult for him to remain calm, so the formation was scattered and out of scale.He put all his heart and soul into the lion dance team's herd of beasts just now, and saw Zhanlong entering the flock like a wolf, raising his palms and killing the beasts, causing blood to flow into rivers.

Xu Wenli suddenly groaned, it was a ray of sword light that hit the thick tortoise shell, was bounced back, and fell back to Xu Wenli's chest, the sword was surging, the young man was caught off guard and suffered serious internal injuries.Pan Ci remained calm and said: "Be careful." Immediately, he used his spiritual power to increase the momentum of the attack and protect the two with all his strength.

Zhan Changsheng's heart trembled, he was ashamed and anxious at the same time, so he had to suppress all kinds of irritability in his heart, summoned Mao Mao who had been dormant in the spirit beast bag for a long time, and at the same time used the wind blade array and the strong wind array, and cooperated with the two swordsmen to kill the enemy .

The giant tortoise's shell was thick and the spirit sword couldn't pierce through it. Once it was attacked, it would retract into the shell, so although it walked slowly, it was one step at a time, approaching the three of them steadily from the end of the street.

The rest of the monsters learned cleverly, so they all hid behind the giant tortoise under the same shell, and approached the three of them together.

On the outer layer of the tornado, the wind blades spun rapidly, and with harsh noises, sparks were struck on the tortoise shell. One end was a giant tortoise, and the other was three human repairmen. Only the tornado served as the only barrier, and the two sides were deadlocked in the middle of the street.Beads of sweat rolled down Zhan Changsheng's forehead, the gust of wind and the wind blade were cast at the same time, the consumption of spiritual power far exceeded his expectations, and the liquid in his dantian was about to bottom out.

At that time, there was a childish scream in the blue sky, and a pale golden light rushed away from the bird of prey flying in mid-air. When the giant turtle stuck out its head and limbs and climbed forward with its bright silver claws, the fierce Plunge into the tough flesh of the nape of its neck.

Zhan Changsheng hastily withdrew the wind gust, and the wind blade almost cut the young eagle in two, and he shouted again: "Maomao, take off!"

The young eagle connected with him, and immediately flapped its wings with all its strength, its movements were trembling, but it still lifted up the giant tortoise, which was more than ten times its size, and flew straight into the sky.

The young eagle has been rising to a place where everyone's eyesight is out of sight and their spiritual consciousness is hard to find, and then they let go of their silver claws and threw down the struggling giant tortoise.

Immediately, like a meteorite falling from the sky, the giant tortoise roared down like a cannonball, and unexpectedly produced crimson sparks in mid-air, and then accompanied by the smell of fireworks, it crashed into the middle of the street.The ground shook suddenly, everyone couldn't stand still, and when the smoke and dust cleared, Zhan Changsheng saw a deep pit several feet in the hard bluestone street. Dozens of monsters couldn't dodge in time, and were smashed into a pulp by the giant tortoise falling from the sky , bloody, completely devoid of human form.

The giant tortoise was also swinging its thick and clumsy limbs facing the sky, struggling in pain, the tortoise shell on its back was riddled with cracks, and dark red sticky blood was slowly oozing from the spider web-like cracks.

Zhan Changsheng's spiritual sense was keen, and he immediately noticed another object falling from the sky, so he hurriedly used a basic earth formation. The bluestone bricks broke away from the street, and they were piled up layer by layer, piled up to a height of hundreds of feet.Zhan Changsheng connected his toes again, jumped up, and stood on the top in a moment, raised his sleeves, and gently rolled up the falling objects in his spiritual power.

It turned out to be a young eagle with silver feet and golden feathers, already unconscious and completely unconscious.Zhan Changsheng hurriedly sent it back to the spirit animal bag for warming, then lowered his eyelids and swept it around, gasping for air.

Xu Wenli chopped off a bear's head with a sword, his face was pale, but he still hissed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Changsheng said: "There is no exit from this maze, I'm afraid we will kill all the monsters."

Xu Wenli sneered and said, "That's very good, kill them all!"

Pan Ci didn't say a word, with the purple gold spirit sword in his left hand and the Eight Diagrams mirror in his right hand, his sword intent soared, beheading all the beasts and monsters that rushed one after another into two pieces.

Beast blood is like a fountain, flowing on the street, but it is completely sucked by the mud. After a while, no matter where Zhanlong was slaughtered or where three people were fighting, there will be only mummies left, not even a little blood stains. never stayed.