From the advent of the mountains and seas

Chapter 23

Open receivers piled up on the threshold of the main hall.

Various parts were assembled by several sergeants to form three dragon roar cannons with unique shapes!

Its base is not much different from ordinary cannons, but its scale is smaller, but its barrel is shaped like a dragon nearly 1.5 meters in size. inscription.

Not only that, the fist-sized shells taken out of the receiver are also specially made.

This is the real killing move of General Lanyang's Mansion against evil spirits!
The moment An Jing broke the balance with the rune armor, the sergeant in charge of manipulating the Dragon Roar Cannon noticed it and quickly finished loading.

The slogan that had been shouted once by the courtyard wall sounded again.

wind! ! !
No prior warning is required.

Without the slightest hesitation, An Jing kicked off Qingpingzi who was about to stabilize her figure, and retreated.

It is difficult for ordinary punches to hit Qing Pingzi severely.

An Jing can only hope that the secret weapon brought by Captain Xu will come in handy.

As soon as this side moved out of the way, there were three thunder-like noises from behind.

Qingpingzi, who had just managed to stabilize her footsteps, felt that her hair was standing on end. She subconsciously raised her arms and crossed them in front of her chest. She raised her eyes to look in the direction of the sound, but what she saw were three flaming flames lingering on the surface. of shells.
Times have changed a long time ago!
At a distance of more than ten meters, the shells arrived in the blink of an eye.

What Qingpingzi can do is to raise the weapon as much as possible, try to deflect the route of the shells, and at the same time twist her body to avoid her deadly point.

It's a pity that he overestimated his own strength and underestimated the lethality of these three dragon roar cannons!

At the moment of impact, the two short knives made of fine iron suddenly shattered, and the shells smashed into Qingpingzi's chest.

Before he could react, two more shells hit his left shoulder and abdomen directly.

The sound of broken bones was especially clear in the rain.

The blood and minced meat vomited out of the mouth splashed in the air, and Qingpingzi flew upside down like a rag bag.

The fragility of his bug armor, which he had bought at the expense of his human status, made him despair at this moment.

All the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and his life was also lost along with it.

Falling to the ground, the wind and rain splashed on Qingpingzi's face distorted by pain.

Not only the trauma caused by the shells, but also the ghost moths on the back who can't wait to take over the body and resist the burning of the sun.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and only a figure approached in his blurred vision.

Qingpingzi stretched out her hand, trying to say something with difficulty, but Nuan Dong fell down first, piercing through his neck, strangling the ghost moth in his body that was being suppressed by the shells.

An Jing is not interested in listening to the monster's last words.

One of the two commanders of the blue bandit has died, and the remaining angry ghosts seem to be able to stabilize the situation with one enemy and two, but as the melee in the vestibule enters the final stage, a large number of soldiers come to reinforce one after another. The situation of the battle has already tilted towards the peaceful side.

"You don't need to worry about this, go to the back mountain, find the leader of the blue bandit, and stop him!"

Wu Butou, who was fighting the angry ghost, saw An Jing kill Qing Pingzi, and hurriedly shouted.

The battle is going on so far.

The Green Thieves were clearly at a disadvantage.

But even so, the leader hiding in the dark still didn't intend to show up, and the sergeants who were supposed to encircle and suppress from the back mountain also disappeared, and there was no response except for the initial sound of arrows.

What happened in the back mountain of Qigui Dojo?
A strong sense of uneasiness enveloped the hearts of everyone present.

An Jing knew very well that the situation was critical, so he ignored other things and rushed across the chaotic battlefield to the hall leading to the back mountain.

Not long after running out, Colonel Xu ordered Shenjiying to follow behind.

Eliminating the remaining blue bandits does not need the help of the Dragon Roar Cannon, and solving the terrifying existence in the back mountain is the most important thing at the moment.

Since the blue thieves were all gathered in the backyard, An Jing's journey was smooth, and he easily passed through the main hall and came to the back mountain of the dojo.

Although there is no towering mountain gate in the front courtyard of the dojo, the back mountain has the same stone path and stairs.

Different from the stairs at the mountain gate, it goes directly to the foot of Lianfeng Mountain.

The stairs on the back mountain obviously extend to the depths of the mountain, and it may be a quiet place outside the Qigui Daochang.

An Jing stood there and waited until the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion behind him came into view carrying the Dragon Roar Cannon, and then waved for them to follow behind her.

The rain is still expanding, and the winding and steep mountain roads are shrouded in rain and fog.

The mountains beside the road are full of lush trees, the branches and leaves are rustling under the wind and rain, and some broken branches and leaves fall from time to time.

The direction of An Jing is very clear, that is the direction where the sounding arrow rose before.

Since the troops were blocked there, there must be enemies.

Just ran along the stairs for a few minutes.

The stone steps under the feet are no longer steep, and not to mention gentle, there are two scripture buildings covered with moss on the roadside, and long strips of bluestone bricks with relief patterns begin to appear on the ground in front of them.

In the gloomy rain and mist, the outline of a pavilion quietly appeared in front of several people.

An Jing led the team closer.

Suddenly, it was discovered that a large amount of blood shot out of the fog in front of it, and it was still converging towards the pavilion.

"Cannon!"

Smelling the smell of blood, An Jing frowned and said in a deep voice.

The sergeants of the Shenji Battalion immediately set up the Dragon Roar Cannon on the spot, while An Jing drew out the Miao Dao to warm the winter, and continued to explore the way, until seeing the scene inside the pavilion, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It was supposed to be used in a simple pavilion for mountain rest.

At this time, there was a bald monk who was even bigger than the angry ghost, sitting with his back facing An Jing.

Nearly nine feet tall, with a burly body like a small mountain of meat, he sits on the stone table in the pavilion. The nearly two-meter tabletop looks almost like a futon. The wind and rain pouring in from outside the pavilion can't interfere with his movements in the slightest. A simple knife with the same exaggerated specifications is placed obliquely on the corridor pillar.

The direction the monk was facing was the source of the blood in the mist.

An Jing couldn't see the situation there clearly, but he could feel the thick blood in the mist rising with the monk's breathing, and finally gathered all of it to where he was, for him to inhale and devour.

"You have been able to follow this far. It seems that the angry ghosts have been suppressed and failed. You all deserve to die!"

The monk got up, and the pavilion could not even accommodate his burly body.

Turning his head slowly, he revealed a face that looked solemn and dignified at first glance.

He looks like an eminent monk, but there is blood lingering in his mouth and nose, his eyes are full of violence, and his physique is like a bear in the mountains, which makes people feel chills on their backs.

This is a monk who broke the precepts and committed crimes in vain!
"wind!"

An Jing looked around, but he didn't see the corpses of the soldiers, so he let out a low drink.

Immediately, there was a thunderous explosion, and the shells wrapped in Yanghuo rushed out.

The broken monk took a step forward.

Slashing forward with the horizontal knife, the blade of the plain knife in his hand hit the cannonball straight, and split it directly from it!

Fragments of shells passed through the gaps between the pavilions and columns, and flew towards the dense forest behind.

A piercing scream came from it.

in dense fog.

A huge evil creature spread its wings, and the face of the scarlet ghost flickered!
(End of this chapter)