"A stone sinks!?"

"The Senate is dead!?"

"Great cultivator of the Purgatory Sect!?"

The name the girl announced made everyone in the room feel shocked at the same time.

Stone sinks.

It is said that birds can fly over thousands of mountains.

When he was promoted to God, in order to practice sword control, he once released thousands of birds in a mountain forest.

But he stood on the top of the mountain for a month with one man and one sword, but not a single one of the thousands of birds was able to fly out of the mountain forest.

Therefore, it earned the title of "birds flying over thousands of mountains".

The Gu family where Gu Chifeng and others were born is located in Chifeng City, Chizhou, which is the territory under the jurisdiction of the Purgatory Sect.

Therefore, they know the famous big figures of the Purgatory Sect very well.

Right now, these powerful men only exist in stories and rumors...

He actually appeared before them alive, and he might even be in a hostile place...

"Ancestor, we..."

Gu Chifeng's eyes immediately fell on Gu Jinlai.

"It seems like this elder is here for me."

Tao from ancient times to modern times.

"good."

The girl responded calmly: "Throughout the ages, you have killed the elders of our sect and violated the taboo of killing fellow sect members. Now you are caught without mercy. I sincerely repent and go to my master to kowtow for mercy. Maybe there is still a chance of survival. Otherwise... the day the flying sword falls

, that’s when you’ll die.”

"It's quite a big gesture."

There are some surprises throughout the ages.

The fourteenth level of karma does not mean absolute.

You still have to meet the great monk who transforms into gods.

As for a great monk from the Purgatory Sect coming to kill him, it was natural for him.

What is the most important thing to clean the portal!?

deterrence.

Let other double-minded people in the Purgatory Sect see clearly the consequences of betraying the sect.

In this case, only by dealing with an elder in golden clothes and dispatching a great monk who transformed into a god to kill the traitor with thunderous force can the purpose of setting a warning to others be achieved.

"Ancestor, leave quickly! Let's hide, the farther away the better!"

Gu Chifeng immediately stopped in front of Gu Jinlai and said in a quick voice.

"hide?"

Gujinlai estimated the distance between himself and Yuanhua City.

Six miles.

Completely within the shooting range of a flying sword of a great cultivator.

If he retreats...

The flying sword will probably come soon.

Besides...

You can only commit a thief for a thousand days, but there is no way to guard against a thief for a thousand days.

So, is it necessary to fight?

"Remember, you only have one stick of incense time."

The girl said coldly, turned and left.

"Ancestor..."

Before Gu Chifeng could speak, he was interrupted by Gu Jinlai's hand: "Let's go, let's meet this veteran who has fallen into the world for a while."

He stepped forward.

Gu Chifeng, Gu Luochen, Gu Qingmei and others looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

"The great monk who transforms into gods."

"Flying sword..."

"Even if we die, we will die in front of our ancestors."

The three people and seven other disciples of the Gu family who were carrying "Thunder" Gatling machine guns followed Gu Jinlai and headed towards Yuanhua City.

The remaining people pushed the carriage filled with supplies and bullets and followed closely.

Not long after, the walls of Yuanhua City were in sight.

However, on a high ground three miles away from Yuanhua City, ancient and modern times stopped.

"That's it."

As he spoke, he turned around, came to a carriage, and opened it.

Then, he picked up a close-range defense cannon that was nearly a person tall and placed it in front of him.

"Whether it works or not depends on this time."

From ancient times to modern times, the spirituality in the body begins to boil and condense.

Just like in Qiu Shan Cave.

With the last experience, in a short time, he had condensed the true spirit and integrated it into the close-range defense artillery with ease.

"Just like countless steam condensed into water droplets, the essence of the Yin Shen is a highly integrated combination of divine thoughts. You only need to capture the divine thoughts to capture the Yin God."

The vision in my mind has been very clear throughout the ages.

However, it is undeniable that this is an area he has never touched before.

In the past, whether it was Kyo-Ling gunpowder, Kyo-Ling high-carbon steel, Kyo-Ling "Thunder" Gatling, or Kyo-Ling's close-in defense gun, there were real objects that could be used as reference.

This time, like a real heavenly master, he created something out of nothing and relied solely on imagination to make the close-range defense cannon that originally had no relevant functions derive the function of capturing spiritual thoughts.

"Let me see where the limits of the Celestial Masters are."

"Buzz!"

All the true spirits from ancient and modern times were integrated into the close-in defense cannon. For a moment, this close-in defense cannon seemed to have once again transformed from a dead object into a living being.

…

Within the city.

Shi Shen waited quietly.

Someone just reported that they have been heading in this direction since ancient times.

From this point of view, he is a person who understands current affairs.

The reason why he was willing to give Gujin a chance was similar to what Lin Xiao had guessed.

gunpowder.

This strange thing is quite powerful.

Although for the elders of Lian Shen and even the guardians of Bao Dan, the lethality is only this, if you are careful, you will almost never be killed.

But on the battlefield where military formations are clashing, a large amount of gunpowder can exert extraordinary effects.

Therefore, he planned to see what the ultimate production capacity of this strange object was.

If the production capacity is acceptable...

From now on, let everyone be a slave in the Purgatory Sect since ancient times.

Although I have to make weapons for the rest of my life until I die, at least I am alive, right?

"As I get older, I become more kind-hearted."

Shi Chen smiled slightly.

At this time, Fang Ling appeared outside the courtyard: "Master, from ancient times to modern times... we stopped three miles away from the city wall."

With one word, the smile on Shi Chen's face froze.

His eyes gradually became cold.

"Bold."
To be continued...