Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

The heavy snow was flying, like an impenetrable snow curtain to block the sight, but it couldn't stop the penetration of the spiritual sense.

Therefore, Zhan Changsheng could see clearly that the murderous man in the black shirt amidst the snow splashing was Zhan Long.But when confronting Zhanlong, there was no cowardly colossus, but a monster the size of a small mountain.

The fur color of that monster is like a pitch-black flame, burning fiercely, with sharp claws and long tail, similar to a wolf, with three heads and six eyes, bright red like blood, extremely terrifying.When the left head was hit by Zhan Long's palm, the two heads in the middle and right roared mournfully, their throats roared, the beast's mouth opened wide, and a cloud of green and black poisonous mist was sprayed out.

However, Zhan Long sneered and said: "It's a waste of effort." His white and slender fingers rolled lightly in mid-air, and inhaled all the poisonous mist into his palm, turning it into a pitch-black bead.Immediately flicking his fingers, the small bead drew a jet black straight line, embedded in the center of the monster's breastbone, and exploded immediately.The monster staggered a few steps, its body was on the verge of falling, its hind legs were slightly bent, and it was about to rush towards the place where all the mortal hunters gathered, but was punched by Zhan Long on the face of the wolf's head in the middle, and immediately let out several mournful howls, obviously Shocked and furious.

It only took a few more glances, and Zhan Changsheng realized that Zhan Long was actually three-point serious and seven-point teasing in dealing with the three monsters. If not, the monster would have already been decapitated.

It's just that this three-headed monster with pitch-black hair and fiery eyes was familiar to Zhan Changsheng, but he couldn't remember where it came from.

Seeing that Zhanlong was doing his job with ease, he didn't intervene, he just stood on the sidelines outside the battle circle and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Pan, do you know what kind of monster this is?"

Pan Ci looked at it for a moment, but shook his head and said: "It looks like a magic wolf but has three heads. I think it is a monster from another world, and it was not born in the Three Kingdoms of Ten Continents."

While the two were talking, Zhan Long became agitated suddenly. He raised his palm and smashed the sky cap of the wolf head on the right side of the monster. With a clear cracking sound, a bloody arrow shot straight into the sky.

Zhanlong was not as big as the monster's head, and now he was standing firmly on the only wolf head left in the middle, and let the monster shake his head wildly, but he was still as calm as Mount Tai.Just when he was about to raise his hand, a big man among the hunters came out and shouted anxiously: "Hold on! Don't kill it, or there will be endless troubles!"

Zhan Long turned a deaf ear, and smashed the last head of the monster with his palm. The monster whimpered twice, walked a few steps staggeringly, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang.Immediately, there was a thunderous howl between the sky and the earth, the wind was strong, and the clouds became thicker and thicker, slowly circling and gathering, and the wind was surging, as if an ominous omen was coming.

The longbow in the Orion's hand fell to the ground, his face was pale and he stepped back a few steps, his color had already faded.The rest of the mortals cried out, as if they were in a desperate situation, they knelt on the snow one after another, kowtowed to the place where the clouds gathered, and begged endlessly.

Seeing this, Pan Ci sighed and said, "You baby Dragon Slaying Spear has caused another catastrophe." He took out the gossip mirror and took a picture of the group of mortals, clearly showing the cause and effect, the ins and outs.

It turns out that the name of this place is Cangmingjie, and the three-headed monsters are the favorite pets of the world lord. They are extremely ferocious and cannibalistic.

Fortunately, although this monster looks ferocious, it is actually as timid as a mouse.If it is frightened or slightly injured, it will run away naturally.

So everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak out, but they could only resist and run away again and again, but they scared the monster away.

Now Zhanlong is straightforward, not only beheaded the giant monster, but also turned a blind eye to the changing clouds of the day, used his palm instead of a knife, peeled off the monster's fur, and threw it at Zhan Changsheng, said in a deep voice: " Brother, catch it."

Zhan Changsheng remained silent, only holding the array plate, stepped forward, actually followed Zhanlong, and put the black animal skin that looked like a black cloud under the hood into the Qiankun ring.

Zhan Long stood in the sky above the bloody corpse again, and with a few blows of his palms, he grabbed a fist-sized orange pill out of the flesh and blood, and threw it towards Zhan Changsheng.

Zhan Changsheng caught it firmly again, and put all the animal teeth and bones thrown one after another into the Qiankun Ring.

The two of them took one and took the other, they really made the best use of everything, squeezed out the remaining corpses, and didn't waste any.

Pan Ci was dumbfounded, and the mortals were even more horrified. If they hadn't known that there was nowhere to escape, they would have dispersed like birds and beasts.

The dark clouds gathered more and more thickly, swirling round and round, like a dark vortex in an endless abyss, and from the center of the vortex, several blue and purple thunderbolts were chopped down, rumbling endlessly.

A mighty and furious roar suddenly reverberated between the heaven and the earth: "You untouchables! If you hurt my son's life and destroy my son's body, this king will definitely smash your bones into ashes and send you to the [-]th floor of hell. Don't be overborn!"

Pan Ci sighed, but he had no choice but to lift the spirit sword, and also stepped forward.

Zhan Changsheng collected the remaining animal bones and said in a low voice, "You don't have to."

Pan Ci said: "It doesn't matter whether these mortals live or die, how about rushing out of the Golden Gate in one go?"

Zhan Changsheng glanced at him, but said nothing, and looked into the distance again.The black cloud surged to the extreme, as if it had exploded, and shadows rushed out from the clouds.

He immediately took out the defensive magic weapon Qingyun hook that he bought in Tongtianfang in the past and threw it behind him. The blue light was shrouded and turned into a light curtain, covering all mortals in it.

It was too late, but soon enough, the surging dark cloud finally completely cracked, and a row of black-clothed monks swarmed in amidst the trembling of the earth. Everyone stepped on a black cloud, holding various spiritual swords and long spears, and attacked magic weapons. Surrounded Zhan Changsheng and others.

Zhan Changsheng raised his hand, Zhan Changsheng transformed into a dragon, but in an instant, a heavy dark golden spear fell into Zhan Changsheng's hand.

As soon as the magic spear was in his hand, the young monk changed his aura in an instant, and a fierce sword intent shot straight into the sky, scattering the thick clouds and heavy snow.

With a flick of Zhan Changsheng's wrist, the tip of the spear trembled immediately, and Qingyue's gunfire, which couldn't be suppressed by the roar of the monks killing generals, was like a giant dragon roaring, buzzing and trembling, shaking the snow field and clouds cracking every inch of it .

The killing intent of the magic gun is invisible but has quality, like a tiger rushing to a wolf, galloping like lightning, cutting off a row of monks who were the first to bear the brunt in the blink of an eye.

No one screamed, only the sound of blood splashing, as if the dazzling scarlet fireworks exploded one after another, with the haze and gray sky as the curtain, several clusters of red flowers burst into bloom, delicate and warm, beautiful.

The cultivators were astonished, but Pan Ci looked eagerly, staring firmly at the figure holding the Dragon Slaying Spear, but couldn't tell whether he was looking at the figure or the magic spear.

This place is a different world, and Pan Ci knows the truth, so Zhan Changsheng no longer concealed it, he raised his gun and went into battle, casually summoning the young vulture, Mao Mao is now huge, Zhan Changsheng stepped on his back, flew into the air, and killed Into the group of monks.

Pan Ci still couldn't control the sword in the foreign world, but he still used his spiritual power to jump and landed on the huge boulder protruding from the wasteland.

Zhan Changsheng and Zhanlong have a blend of spiritual powers, and together they open up the sword field to resist the violent wind blowing at high altitude. In the realm of people, crush the blackness into pieces and destroy all the monks.

Like a crowd coming in from a tide, they were scattered in an instant, revealing a giant in the center of the formation.

That giant was wrapped around his waist with a jade belt, with golden feathers as his hat, wearing a big red python robe, and wearing soap-colored buckskin boots. His whole body was majestic, his complexion was blue and black, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he was astonishingly like Yama.

He was more than ten feet long, and when he took a step, the earth trembled, and the black-clothed friars of the guard were flying around like a flock of crows.

The giant's face was gloomy, he raised his palm, revealing a jade wat in his palm, shouted loudly like spring thunder from his tongue, and said angrily: "Untouchable, watch!"

The jade wat fell down like a section of a mountain peak, and fell down hard.

When Zhan Changsheng saw the shadow falling on his head, he moved his mind. When he was about to dodge, Zhan Long's divine sense came from him at this moment, and said in a deep voice, "Don't dodge."

The dark golden spear rose against the wind, and in an instant, the periphery exploded with a huge golden light, rushing straight to the jade wat the size of a mountain peak. Amidst the deafening roar, the tip of the spear shattered the jade wat, and countless pieces fell like rain, and the ground was covered with snow. Yang, like a snowstorm coming.

Zhan Changsheng faced the enemy head-on, and when he succeeded in the blow, his spirits immediately surged, and the spear remained undiminished, and he pierced the giant's chest.

Zhan Changsheng gave an order, and the silver-footed golden-feathered eagle comprehended, spread its wings and flew high, passed the giant's head at high speed, landed again, and unexpectedly drew an arc trajectory.

The Dragon Slaying Spear pierced through the chest without losing momentum, and the sound of piercing the air roared like the wind.Zhan Changsheng still reached out and held the magic gun firmly in his hand.The body of the dark gold gun, tightly held by jade-like white fingers, fell into Pan Ci's eyes, the sword cultivator's aura suddenly became chaotic, and he quickly restrained his mind. The sky bow scattered like meteors, and the monks all over the sky fell one after another.

The giant was severely injured, staggered two steps, stomped on the ground rumbled and trembled, the sound was like thunder, but roared threateningly, and flew towards where it came from.Only a bunch of blood was left on the ground.The monks also obeyed the order and began to retreat.

Those three monsters are as cowardly as a mouse, and this world master is not necessarily so bold, he really looks like a master, which makes people laugh contemptuously.

The Dragon Slaying Spear was still ringing, and Zhan Changsheng held it with a little difficulty, knelt on Mao Mao's back, and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't chase after the poor."

Zhan Long sneered coldly: "Stupid, you must cut grass and roots."

The dragging force of the Dragon Slaying Spear was so strong that Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to instruct Pan Ci, and hurriedly drove Mao Mao to the place where the world lord retreated.

Pan Ci was slightly stunned, and when he was about to speak, the man with the gun and the eagle had disappeared.The army of monks who had come aggressively before also lost their helmets and armor, and retreated cleanly.

He could only sigh in a low voice, and looked down at the snow.The Orion man led his fellow villagers to kneel down before Pan Ci, saying in succession, "Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life."

Pan Ci took away the spirit sword, fell back to the snow, raised his hand in vain, and took away the magic weapon for Zhan Changsheng, before he said: "It's not me... that's all. Tell me where the World Lord lives?"

That man was a head taller than the people around him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, burly and honest, he should be the head of the crowd, at this time he stepped forward and said: "The residence of the Lord of the World is on the highest peak in the mainland, called Heishui City, it is... If the immortal master is going to an extremely dangerous place, I am willing to lead the way."

Pan Ci listened to what the crowd said, but he only had a heart of fear for the world lord, not admiration. He thought that the world lord indulged in favor and murder, and he was not a kind person, and he had already lost the hearts of the people.As a disciple of the Changchun School, although he is careless and often has some selfish schemes, he has never lost his righteousness. At this time, he has a sense of righteousness and wants to save the people from the fire.

To be frank, I'm afraid he also wanted to leave some traces in Zhan Changsheng's heart.

So seeing this man volunteered, he nodded in agreement and said, "Lead the way."

The man was overjoyed, he hurriedly adjusted his hunting attire to salute, and called a young man to come forward and said: "Jin Bao, follow me to lead the way for the immortal master!"

Pan Ci didn't care about it, and raised his hand to send out a ray of spiritual power, leading the two of them across the snowfield together, and galloped towards the place pointed by the man.