Chapter 21 Reinforcement

The rune paper in the sky sprinkled like raindrops, and soon threw tens of thousands of rune paper on the outskirts of the gorge city. A huge light curtain appeared over the gorge city, like an inverted thin jade bowl.

Hanshan array, one of the magic arrays used by a few monks to deal with mortals, does not need a flag at all. As long as it is a simple rune paper, it can be built. This thin light curtain is a death barrier, and ordinary mortals can't penetrate at all. Those waiting for millions of residents in the gorge will die without escape.

But is it really so?

Of course, it is not that simple. If the gorge border city had been so easily defeated, Luo Han would have put his parents in the bag and taken him out of the city despite the danger. The reason why he dared to stay in the city to arrange the transmission array is that he knew that the gorge border city would never be killed so easily.

The so-called thin camel is bigger than a horse, and the gorge border city is at least one of the eight super cities in Yahua. Even if all its own armed forces are destroyed, at least there are other super city reinforcements. In this regard, Luo Han has also been confirmed from Cao Niu's mouth. The four super cities Baiguan, Huangxi, Juye, Mangzhong and South China Sea, have been sent. After the Jiedan monks came to defend the city, there seemed to be some movement in the black hall, but the specific situation was unknown. The ordinary army did not come. One was weak, and the other was to arrive at the speed of ordinary troops, and the border city of the gorge had long been destroyed.

Sure enough, when the mountain array was not fully formed, dozens of shining lights appeared from the northwest sky, especially one red and one blue glow, which came as fast as lightning. In a blink of an eye, it came close to the front and went straight to the left bridge wind.

The glow stopped, revealing a big man in a red robe with a stubble face and a masked nun wrapped in a blue veil.

When Zuo Qiaofeng saw the cultivation of people, his heart sank. Both of them were both monks in the late period of Jiedan.

The big man with a stubble face held his fist: "In the Gehan cliff in the Lower Dragon Valley, Zuo Taoist friends show mercy."

Zuo Qiaofeng snorted coldly: "Tianlong Valley is also a leading fairy gate in the country. How can it plead for the mortals in the lower world? Won't the real dragon Taoist priest feel embarrassed?"

Ge Hanya's face was cold. He didn't expect that Zuo Qiaofeng was so ignorant. He came up and said frankly that the name of the head of Tianlong Valley and did not give Tianlong Valley face at all. How did he know that the Piaoling Sword had obtained the nine-section broken fairy whip, the fairy treasure, naturally he did not pay attention to Tianlong Valley, which was originally weaker than it.

The masked nun said coldly, "Everyone says that the invisible sword is arrogant. It's true to see it today!"

Zuo Qiaofeng didn't think so. He proudly held his head and said, "Zuo is not crazy, but the mountain gate is suffering. If you don't slaughter these lower world ant ants, it's hard to calm down. I don't know which monk you are. Why do you come here to humiliate yourself?"

"Hmm, dogs look down on things!" The masked nun scolded coldly.

Zuo Qiaofeng's face changed and he was about to take action, but he heard Ge Hanya say, "I don't even know the blue-sleeved Feiyu of Sumiao Mountain. You are indeed a little ignorant of Zuo Qiaofeng."

Sumou Mountain!

These three words surprised all the flying sword monks present. Most people have never heard of who the blue-sleeved flying feather is, but Suyuan, which is known as the three immortal gates of the country, is known by everyone. At that time, Lin Xuzhen and Lin Aixin women were famous in the gorge border area, and no monk dared to Easily offended them, and even after Lin Xu's death, the three treasure craftsmen specially took care of Song Xingfeng to take good care of Lin Aixin, which showed the power of the three immortal gates.

Zuo Qiaofeng's face is a little ugly. I don't know what stupid monks have committed to take care of ordinary people's business. You know, this is a phenomenon that almost does not exist in the fairyland.

It is normal for Zuoqiaofeng and other monks of the Piaoling Sword School to have this question. The Piaoling Sword School is permeated by the whole fairy gate. The monks have noise between them. Many natural materials and treasures, cherish animals and plants also follow the mountains. Even the spiritual stones are provided by six immortals, so how do they know that they generally penetrate separately? How miserable the monk is.

When they come to a place they are not familiar with, the aura is thin, the spirit stone is not produced, and they are surrounded by other monks who are staring at the objects in your bag. In this case, what they need most is an organization that can be piled up. The Second Black and White Pavilion provides this organization, and they have also integrated into it, although it is far worse than being in their own mountain. The door was moist, but they finally found a space to survive. Gradually, they also had a sense of identity with this organization, so when Baiguan invited them to rescue the gorge border city, these monks came together with the idea that they could complete the task and maybe take the opportunity to rob the Piaoling Sword School.

Although Zuo Qiaofeng is unhappy, he can't ignore the monks of Sumiaoshan too much. It's best for this kind of force not to offend him. He said to the masked girl Lanxiu Feiyu, "I don't know what to call this fairy?"

Blue-sleeved Feiyu is a nickname, just like Zuo Qiaofeng's nickname, the invisible sword. Zuo Qiaofeng asks his real name, which is also easy to call at that time.

The masked nun said coldly, "Su Mioshan Feixia Peak, Su Lanxiu, the family teacher Wangyue Fairy!"

Zuo Qiaofeng took a deep breath. No wonder Su Lanxiu was so cold and arrogant. It turned out that she really came from a good place.

Sumian Mountain is known as a group of disciples, but most of them are disciples of the outer mountain. The real core is only three inner mountains, Shengxia Peak, Around Xia Peak and Feixia Peak. It is said that the number of these three peaks is very small, and they are all female practitioners, but everyone is a monk with profound cultivation. Without more than the cultivation of foundation, they can't enter here. Three peaks.

Each of the three peaks is presided over by a great monk in the late Yuanying period, namely, the moon fairy of Shengxia Peak, the moon protection fairy around Xiafeng and the moon fairy of Feixia Peak. The low-level disciples in the three peaks can only become the direct disciples of these three fairies with the best qualifications. They can get the best immortal cultivation resources of Sumian Mountain. , his future achievements are far beyond ordinary monks.

Since Su Lanxiu is the apprentice of Wangyue Fairy, and regardless of her cultivation, the power represented behind her is extremely horrible. If this is in the fairy world, even if the flying sword comes, it can only be commensurate with Su Lanxiu.

"Su Fairy, please go back. Anyway, I must take the cheap life of millions of ants in this gorge city." Although Zuo Qiaofeng did not dare to provoke Su Lanxiu, he thought of the fog hidden mountain that turned into a magma swamp, and his heart was dripping blood, so although his tone slowed down slightly, he would never give in.

Su Lanxiu sneered: "If you want to fight, you can fight. There is not so much nonsense. Since I'm here, I can't let it go, otherwise where will my blue-sleeved Feiyu's face go?"

I didn't expect Su Lanxiu to be so difficult to deal with. Zuo Qiaofeng's heart sank. Just when he didn't know what to do, dozens of glows flew from the southwest.

Among them, two yellow and purple glows came to the front of the left bridge wind at a speed far faster than others.

"Hey, there's a fight here. Which hero needs to buy elixir? The best Qiyun Zidan!" The purple glow settled, revealing a short and fat monk in purple. As soon as he settled down, he turned into two exquisite jade bottles and began to sell other panacea.

Zuo Qiaofeng, a monk in purple, not only knew each other, but also had a good personal relationship with them in the fairyland. They drank together several times. This person's name is Pan Shangzi. He is the owner of the Ziyun Hall in Qiyun Mountain. Qiyun Mountain is located in the north of the country. There are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple in the mountains all year round. Cloud, hence the name.

Later, a cultivation family surnamed Pan got this mountain and established Qiyun Mountain. The mountain is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple seven-color halls. It is good at refining elixirs. The purple elixir refined by Pan Shangzi in Ziyuntang is a famous healing medicine, resounding through the immortal world of the country, so all the people present know not only Zuo Qiaofeng. Pan Shangzi, several other people also know him.

"Pan Daoyou, you are here too!"

"Hold brother Pan!"

"Brother Shang Zi, I haven't seen you come to Wuyin Mountain for a long time."

Whether it is the Piaoling Sword Sect or Su Xiulan and Ge Hanya, who came to help boxing, they are enthusiastically greet Pan Shangzi. After all, it is difficult for immortals. If they have a good relationship with Qiyun Mountain, the healing gate, it will be easier to ask for treatment in the future.

"Ha ha, good to say, good to say, kind, kind!" Pan Shangzi nodded with a smile, and his chubby cheeks looked more round. As the saying goes, this view was perfectly confirmed by Pan Shangzi. He looked kind, and it was difficult for anyone to be hostile to him.

However, what is completely different from Pan Shangzi's harmony is that a fierce murderous spirit came from another monk beside him. Even more than 10,000 meters away, Luo Han, who was hiding underground, felt this cautious murderous spirit.

"Amitabha! The poor monk Doujing has met all the benefactors!"

The bald monk in a golden saber said word by word. Whether from his tone or eyes, Zuo Qiaofeng and other flying sword monks felt a strong smell of gunpowder. This monk is full of fighting spirit!