The extremely mixed sound waves sounded in the mountain, just like tens of millions of fish were suddenly shooting water in the caves and channels of the mountain. /

Guo Dongshen looks back.

In the cave, all the bandit leaders wearing iron gray armor on the black iron seats turned their heads in confusion and panic.

Two people who didn't belong to them came into the cave in such a mixed noise.

One is a girl with a calm face, who looks at all the people in front of her as if they are objects.

One was a man with a long sword and a huge black bone bow. On his face, he wore a soft silver white leather mask embroidered with plum blossom.

Too delicate plum blossom and the man's sharp and cold black bone huge bow form a huge contrast.

"Who are you!"

An outlaw leader in iron gray armor shouted loudly, but his voice was tremulous. He crashed into the surrounding rock wall and broke into countless tiny voices.

No one answered him.

The man in the delicate mask just looked at everyone in the cave calmly.

It seems that the girl who did not put everyone in her eyes walked slowly and said simply: "kneel down, surrender to me, or die."

This sentence seems to be arrogant to the extreme, but none of the bandit leaders on the black iron seats made a sound immediately, and no one felt abnormal anger, but more frightened.

Just this sentence, let all these people have confirmed that this young girl is the legendary female devil head.

Guo Dongshen raised his head.

He sat at the top of the grottoes, on the majestic golden chair. However, facing the Weiyang of Nangong and the masked Linxi, he still felt that he had to look up to the mountains. This feeling made him feel extremely dangerous. He understood that the strength of these two men must be very terrible.

He couldn't figure out how the other party could get in here, but he didn't immediately make a voice and didn't rush to make any response.

In the moment when he looked up, a stone gate that had been closed was pushed open not far away from Nangong Weiyang and Linxi.

In a roar, a cold man in a dark red robe rushed out first.

In the passage behind him, countless dark red lights surged, and countless people in dark red clothes rushed out of the passage like the tide, with a more mixed sound.

Most of the bandits are afraid of death, so they have worked hard to reach the eastern border, which is the most suitable place for hiding and living. Then in the following years of rat like life, these bandits become more timid like rats.

However, the bandits in Aojiao mountain of Guo Dongshen are not ordinary.

In the past two decades, he has made aojiaoshan a country of stable and safe life, and cultivated many subordinates who are not afraid of death.

Like the defense of Aojiao mountain, this is the source of Guo Dongshen's strong self-confidence.

So he just waited in silence.

When his guards arrived at the first time and pushed open the stone door, Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang didn't move when the first cold man in dark red robe just rushed out.

There was also a dark red figure that flashed out from behind the two of them and crossed them in an instant to meet them.

This figure is bigger than anyone in the field. The dark red metal chain armour is shining with cold light.

Only in the moment of seeing the figure like the God of heaven, seeing the unusually broad forehead and the thick lips different from those of Yunqin people, Guo Dong's breath has been completely stopped, and his body has become completely cold.

This is the cave man.

It is the most powerful Yunqin empire in the world. In the past few decades, it has carried out countless battles, which can't be conquered at all.

However, the other side can let Xue man work for it?

It was something he could not imagine or understand at all.

……

The cold fierce man in the dark red robe saw the same dark red figure as the God of heaven. His pupils were slightly shrunk. However, he didn't hesitate at all. With a sharp drink, a light blue sword in his hand gave out a dazzling brilliance, and stabbed the big dark red figure in the heart.

In the face of Guo Dongshen's fierce and fearless subordinate's attack, the big dark red figure just stretched out his hand and grasped the extremely sharp light blue sword.

At the moment when his fingers touched the sharp long sword, a red, magma like flame spread along the sword body with horrible heat.

The sword pauses in the air.

The big dark red figure went on, the light blue sword turned into red, and the cold man in the dark red robe suddenly turned to be burnt black. Before he could make any sound, this kind of burnt black had permeated his whole body with the big dark red figure.

His body burned violently, fell to the ground, and the sound of "poof" turned into a mass of burning ashes.

The big dark red figure was full of flames, moving forward with a horrible temperature, and then several pro guards of Guo Dong God rushed out and fell to the ground.

The dark red tide that gushed out of the passage came to a sharp halt in a scream of horror.

The burly figure who was burning with horror flame stood at the door and sealed the exit of the passage, so all the people who were close to him turned into firemen and fly ash. The stone gate and the surrounding stone wall at the exit of the passage also began to burn red and melt into flowing magma.

Facing such a scene, Guo Dongshen did only one thing.

He fell down, left the golden chair, and knelt down directly to Nangong Weiyang and Linxi.

In the past few minutes, Nangong Weiyang has looked up at him.

A flying sword, which exceeded the reaction limit of most people in it, has emerged from the impatient Nangong Weiyang and stabbed Guo Dongshen straightly.

When Guo Dongshen knelt down, the terrifying flying sword had shattered all the drapery between Nangong Weiyang and her, and reached his throat.

The chilly air on the sword made Guo Dong's eyebrows covered with frost when he fell down.

Guo Dongshen knelt down, and the flying sword stopped a few inches in front of his throat, staring at him like an extremely cold and fierce eye, and then took it back.

The terrible flame on the king of fire slowly disappeared.

The sharp flying sword returns to the sleeve room in the south palace.

Nangong Weiyang slowly moves towards Guo Dong, who kneels on the ground.

All the bandit leaders on the black iron seats in the grottoes knelt down. They were all trembling with fear. They did not dare to see the new master of Aojiao mountain.

Nangong Weiyang passed the side of Guo Dongshen who knelt down on the ground and sat down on the golden chair.

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(just because I haven't written in a day, I feel that I'm not in a state. The number of words in this chapter is less at first, and I don't want to die. The next chapter will be later in the evening, and then the number of words will be more.)