The barrels of the two Gatling guns rotated rapidly, brilliant sparks ejected from the muzzles, and countless bullets roared towards the warehouse door.
Shu Guan did not see the car accident scene described by Sang Liren, and all the bullets accurately hit the warehouse door.
Of course, this is because Qiu Yang is using ordinary bullets at this time.
Just like a practitioner is not a cabbage, every spiritual bullet is equivalent to a magic weapon, which is not so easy to refine and cannot be so wasted.
The warehouse door was torn into pieces within a few breaths.
According to An Zichun's divination just now, there were two practitioners hidden behind the gate.
Are practitioners afraid of bullets from ordinary firearms?
Of course, Da Yu is not afraid. Even a practitioner in the Qi-entraining stage who has just successfully established the foundation has many ways to prevent bullets from hitting him.
But the point here is, don't let the bullet hit you.
Unless they are body-tempering practitioners who practice fighting tactics, ordinary practitioners in the entrainment stage, their physical bodies cannot resist the damage caused by hard-loaded bullets.
One or two is no problem, maybe three or four is no problem either.
But no practitioner in the qi-entraining stage can stand in front of a machine gun and let it be fired at. His body will be torn into pieces by this killing tool on the mortal battlefield just like ordinary people.
Even practitioners in the First Awareness Realm cannot withstand machine gun fire. They may have more Taoist techniques to resist for a period of time, but spiritual power is required to perform Taoist techniques.
And every bullet will consume one point of his spiritual power. For example, the Gatling gun used by Qiu Yang at this time can fire 800 bullets per minute. Even if a practitioner of Jiuzhonglou, such as Mu Yao, is using Wood Armor for the first time, Technique, if you stand still and let yourself be shot, your spiritual power will be exhausted in two minutes at most, and the only outcome will be death if you don't escape.
Therefore, the main reason why practitioners are not afraid of firearms and bullets is that it is difficult for ordinary firearms and bullets to hit them.
Even if the barrage from the Gatling gun is extremely dense, as long as the practitioner wants to hide, he can still avoid it.
So at this time, Qiu Yang held up two Gatling guns and fired wildly at the warehouse door. He did not originally want to hit the two evil cultivators at the door, but to force them to hide.
It's dark inside the warehouse.
Not only because there were no lights on, but also because a black fog filled the warehouse, turning the space inside the warehouse into a deep darkness that was difficult for practitioners to see clearly.
When the warehouse door shattered, two figures flashed behind the door and disappeared into the black mist.
Just before the door shattered, when Qiu Yang raised his machine gun and fired, An Zichun had once again sprinkled a handful of millet. And at the moment the door shattered, he also saw what he wanted. Answer.
"Top left, exchange position."
"Down right, earthquake location."
An Zichun said these two words quickly.
Almost at the same time, Rui Jianqiao pressed his palm on the scabbard of Zhan Xue Jian behind his back. A sword cry like a dragon's roar sounded, and then a sword light flew out from the scabbard, stabbing like lightning. Into the black mist.
Beside her, Mu Yao raised his hand at the same time, and the green leaves on his fingertips flew into the black mist.
Starting from Qiu Yang raising his gun and shooting, An Zichun predicts the enemy's hiding position in advance, and then ends with Mu Yao and Rui Jianqiao's attack.
The cooperation between the four of them is extremely tacit.
A painful muffled cry came from the black mist, as well as a clear sound like the clash of gold and iron.
In the first round of the fight between the two sides, one evil cultivator was injured, but the other evil cultivator blocked the attack.
Zhanxue Sword flew back from the black mist and fell back into Rui Jianqiao's hand. A wisp of blood slowly slipped from the blade.
"not dead."
Rui Jianqiao only said these two words.
Mu Yao's green leaves did not appear again. He raised his eyebrows and said a word.
"At least I got to know the seventh floor building for the first time."
He was referring to the evil cultivator of the Bone Shamen who took over his green leaves.
The strength of this group of evil cultivators from the Bone Demon Sect is definitely not weak! It should even be very close to their Shan Ziguan's strength.
Otherwise, we would not dare to do such evil things under their eyes.
"Jie Jie Jie, Li Zhixia, our Gusha Sect has not provoked you, so why are you so aggressive?"
In the dark mist, a gloomy old man's voice suddenly sounded.
"It's the Elder of the Gusha Sect in the Fetal Movement Realm."
Mu Yao whispered to Li Zhixia.
Li Zhixia nodded, raised her voice and said to Hei Wu:
"You know me?"
"Of course, since I have to do business here, I have to inquire about it."
The voice of the elder of the Bone Demon Sect of Black Mist continued to be heard.
"So Li Guanzhu, you should have thought that if we dare to do things here, we must have the strength not to be afraid of you. If you insist on fighting with us today, the final result can only be a loss for both sides."
"So why don't we all shake hands and make peace, and retreat. I, the Gu Sha Sect, will promise to change this warehouse to another place, and it will no longer be under the jurisdiction of your good mind. How about that?"
The old man's voice was ethereal and insubstantial, drifting left and right in the black mist, seemingly without a fixed destination.
"Since you have asked about me, you should know what kind of person I am. I, Li Zhixia, have been the master of Shansi Guan for a hundred years, and my subordinates have never let go of a person who deserves to be killed."
Li Zhixia replied calmly.
In the black mist, there was silence for a moment, and then the laughter of the old man from the Bone Shamen rang out again.
"Jie Jie Jie, four thousand years ago, our Gusha Sect almost died at the hands of your Seven Immortals Sect, so today we might as well settle the old and new accounts together."
"You want to kill someone, then please come in!"
"In this corpse fog formation, it depends on your Taoism's methods, how much can be left!"
The harsh laughter gradually subsided, and silence returned to the black mist. However, the surge of black mist became more intense, and the warehouse became darker.
Li Zhixia frowned slightly.
The black mist was so dense that even he could only vaguely see some figures in the warehouse. As for disciples like Mu Yao, they couldn't see at all in the black mist.
If you can't even see, how can you fight?
Moreover, in this black mist that the Elder of the Bone Demon Sect calls the Corpse Mist Array, there should be some special methods of their Bone Demon Sect hidden, such as increasing the strength of their Bone Demon Sect disciples and weakening the strength of the enemies who enter the formation. strength.
So you must not enter the warehouse so hastily.
Li Zhixia raised her head and glanced at the sky.
There is no wind tonight, there are very few clouds in the sky, and the moon is bright, illuminating everything around it extremely brightly, but unfortunately it cannot shine into the darkness in the warehouse.
Then Li Zhixia took a deep breath, her right palm still holding the cyan jade joint, but she raised her left palm to the sky, and let out a loud shout from her mouth.
"Thunder!"
As soon as the sound fell, strong winds suddenly rose in the sky, and clouds gathered everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, nine purple sky thunders suddenly fell from the clouds and landed directly on the roof of this Fuhua warehouse.
Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the tiles of the roof.
The next moment, the Fuhua warehouse covering an area of 3,000 square meters collapsed with bricks and tiles flying everywhere.
A thunderous thunder, Shan has observed one of the five earthly immortal methods.
If he had used this method in the previous Yuanhui, he could have destroyed half of Jingcheng.
If there is another Yuanhui, the mountains and the earth will collapse.
But now, with Li Zhixia's full strength, she could only knock down one warehouse.
But it's enough.
When the thunder rises, the wind rises. A gust of wind passes over the flat ground, blowing away the smoke and dust raised by the collapse of the warehouse, and also blowing away a lot of the black fog that originally enveloped the warehouse.
In this era, Earth Immortal spells like the Thunderbolt are no longer as powerful as before, and the same is true for the Corpse Mist Formation of the Bone Demon Sect, otherwise how could most of it be blown away by a gust of wind.
Just like the formation of fine dust that is invisible to the outside, it can only be difficult for ordinary people to detect, but it cannot be hidden from the eyes of practitioners.
The strong wind blew away most of the black fog, and the scene inside the warehouse was slowly revealed.
Although it was still somewhat obscured by the mist, Mu Yao and other disciples of the Good View were finally able to see roughly clearly.
I saw nine figures standing inside the warehouse, all wearing black robes with white skulls painted on them.
Li Zhixia's eyes quickly swept over every evil cultivator of the ancient evil sect, and finally landed on an old man who was as shriveled as a bamboo, had an ugly appearance, and had a pair of deep-set eye sockets with a faint green fire-like gaze.
...of the four evil cultivators in the Qi-entraining stage, the strongest one has perfected Zhou Tian Gong...
...There are four evil cultivators in the first level of knowledge, one is the first to know the eighth level building, one is the first to know the fifth level building, and the other two are the second level building and the third level building. One of them has been injured by Rui Jianqiao's sword just now... …
With one glance, Li Zhixia could see the opponent's strength.
If we ignore him and the elder of the Bone Demon Sect, who are both powerful in the Fetal Movement Realm, and just look at the number of disciples, there are still two more disciples of the Bone Demon Sect than them.
Of course, they had Mu Yao, who had just met Jiuzhong Tower for the first time and was only one step away from the Fetal Movement Realm.
In addition, Li Zhixia is also confident that her Taoist sect's Taoist skills are definitely better than those of the Gusha sect, which has been lingering for many years.
However, the elder of the Gusha Sect just now was indeed not bragging. The strength of the people of the Gusha Sect could indeed compete with his own, and could even be said to be evenly matched.
In the blink of an eye, Li Zhixia held the blue jade box and flew towards the elder of the Gusha Sect.
At the same time, he pointed his left arm at a certain Bone Sha Sect disciple and shouted.
"Old Seven, kill him!"
Shu Guan raised his head, raised his arms, and the peach wood sword flew out from the sleeve of his Taoist robe.
The speed was not necessarily very fast, but in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the Bone Demon disciple, turned into a green leaf and fell down, landing between the brows of the confused Bone Demon disciple. , with blood splattering, the body of the Bone Demon Sect disciple split into two halves and slowly fell down.
The comparison of strength between the two sides changed drastically in an instant!
Because the person Li Zhixia asked Shu Guan to kill was the disciple of the Bone Demon Sect who had first met the Eighth Level Tower.
Li Zhixia's Taoism is thunderous.
The means are also thunderous!
