A red rain fog suddenly floated in the clear sky.

This is the famous miasma rain fog in southern Xinjiang. Ordinary people do not have special antidotes, and if they cannot find clean water to wash away these miasma, even if they can survive the mist, their whole body will be ulcerated afterwards.

A small group of people didn't care about the miasma, fog, and still rushed to the road. Not far behind them, the roar of wild beasts came.

These four or five treasure hunters were injured and were in a hurry.

Suddenly, one of the injured people who were supported staggered and fell to the ground.

The man next to him hurriedly helped him up again. Unexpectedly, the injured person pushed him away with force and sighed and said, "I can't do it anymore. You guys go quickly. I'll help you block the monster behind you!"

The person who spoke was Li Zisheng's clan uncle and enlightenment master, Li Zhaozhou. Now he looked extremely miserable. There were several deep bone-sighted wounds on his left body. Because he was being chased and had no time to treat him, he just applied some golden sore medicine in a hurry.

Now the wounds were constantly leaving blood, and they rushed out the golden sore medicine, dyeing half of his body red. The most serious thing was that the wound on his left calf had turned black, which indicated that the muscles on him began to die.

"Lao Li, don't say that, I'll carry you! As long as we get to the settlement in front, we will be saved!" He was a man with a rough appearance, and there were several blood-seeking wounds on his body. He wiped the rain and sweat from his face and said.

There was also a companion next to him who was hanging his right hand with a strap and said anxiously: "Lao Li, stop talking stupid..."

Li Zhaozhou smiled bitterly and said sincerely to his companions: "Boss Ni, don't worry about me. If you continue like this, you will be dragged down by me. Think about your wife and children at home!"

As he said that, he took out a box from his arms and handed it to Boss Ni: "Boss Ni. I am alone, I will die if I die. If you help me send this thing back to Lishan, that is to help me the greatest benefit!"

Unexpectedly, Boss Ni said firmly: "Lao Li, don't say that. I will bring you in, and of course I will take you out."

Canglang, Li Zhaozhou drew his sword out of the sheath at this time, leaned across his neck, and said sternly: "Boss Ni. If you don't leave, I'll commit suicide now!"

"Lao Li, you..."

Several of his companions looked at each other, bowed to Li Zhaozhou with a big gift, and left in tears.

The former Taoist master of the Li family watched his companion walk away, and returned the sword to the sheath, staggering to the bottom of a big tree as a crutch, leaning against the big tree, and slowly sat down.

He took out a small wine pot from his arms, opened the lid, and took a big sip. The spicy wine penetrated straight into his belly like a line of fire, revitalizing Li Zhaozhou's spirit.

The roar was getting closer and closer. Li Zhaozhou could already see the forest behind him shaking, and they were coming!

He wiped his face with his sleeves, and stood up again with the tree.

Although danger is approaching, he is thinking about not knowing how his nephew Li Zisheng, whom he values ​​the most, is now, and will he fall into his own territory in the future?

No. That child is better than himself, he will definitely go further and higher than himself!

Li Zhaozhou drew his sword out of the sheath, and roared to the sky in the red rain and mist...

At this time, there was a red drizzle above Li Zisheng's head, which he was thinking about...

The gun in his hand was indeed a little more powerful, and it was shooting at the "nearest" again. The last shot knocked Fang Tianya's head so hard that it was like squeezing a ripe watermelon. The red juice inside splashed, and a red drizzle fell on the ring.

Naturally, Zhenren Fang Da died so much that he could no longer die. He lost his head, his body, which had a big hole in his chest, tilted and fell to the ground.

Li Zisheng killed a real person from the innate realm of the heavenly realm with three shots!

The boy felt something more on his shoulders, and turned his head and saw that it was an intact eyeball! He brushed it casually, as if ordinary dust was falling. Then he turned around, returned to the center of the ring, and picked up the gun on the ground...

In fact, from the boy's mouth diverting Fang Tianya's attention to the end of shooting and smashing his head, the whole process only took one breath!

Many people present have not understood what is happening in front of them. Of course, some smart people understand it, but they cannot believe the scene on the ring.

Is a master who is innate and has no resistance?

But his opponent Li Zisheng didn't do anything either.

He took out two iron pipes and gestured twice, making two loud noises like firecrackers. The famous young master of Huanglong Cave knelt on the ground and watched the twelve-year-old third son of the Li family walk in front of him and smash his head.

This is really, it’s really not... It’s a fairy tale!

Therefore, the stadium fell into a strange silence at this time.

Until someone shouted: "Thunder King, what weapon are you using?"

The person who called out was Li Zisheng's friend Xiao Jiaqi. He couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he asked loudly regardless of the situation.

After all, Xiao Jiaqi is a child, but he never thought that what Li Zisheng had in his hands was a killing weapon that could allow low-level cultivators to kill innate real people beyond the level. Who would reveal it to him in public?

However, the person he asked for was not confidential at all, and in fact he had never thought about confidentiality at all. He turned his head, waved the two iron pipes in his hand in the direction of Xiao Jiaqi, and replied: "This is called the Thunder Gun!"

Thunderbolt gun?!

"Hahaha, Hong'er, you, Li, really know how to name it. From now on, this instrument will be called Lei Gong Gun!"

Hu Yunhong ignored his father at all. He looked at his classmates' eyes full of admiration. He was always shy and stood up involuntarily and shouted: "Lei Gong, good looks!"

"Thunder King, good! "This is Xiao Family Qi.

"Thunder God, good! "This is Liu Wuxia.

"Lei Gong, good!" These are the three concubines of the Tie family.

"Lei Gong, good!" These are the legitimate sons of the Tie family and the sisters of the Hua family.

"Thunder Lord, good!" This is the Tie Qianzhuang that had just sent the message talisman.

"Thunder Lord. Good!" This is Liu Dacang, who pulled out a few of his beards.

"Thunder God, good!" This is the cold white clothes who had been sitting there quietly.

"Thunder Lord. Good!" Sang Tianhou, who had been clenching his fists tightly on the edge of the ring and was about to rush to the ring to rescue his Daosheng.

"Thunder Lord. Good!" This is Feng Wanjing, who was holding the sword with a cold face.

These people who knew Li Zisheng stood up involuntarily and cheered to the young man in the venue.

"Thunder God, good!"

Their cheers drove the audience, and all the audience stood up and shouted wildly.

Because, today they witnessed miracles!

"Hahaha, Brother Guanshan, this kid is really a good person!"

"Hmph." Liu Guanshan groaned, shook his sleeves, and walked out of the VIP seat.

Tie Wanshan curled his lips slightly, shook his head slightly, and then he walked to the railing and applauded vigorously.

With him taking the lead, all the visitors in the VIP seat also stood up. Of course, except for the President Chengjiazhu who fainted again.

Li Zisheng was stunned. Is the Lei Gong they called him? Are so many people really cheering to him?

His mind was blank and he had no idea how to face such a scene.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

When the boy looked back, he saw that the second son of the Tie family, Tie Qianyi, who reached the finals like him.

Tie Lao Er actually looked like a smile from the bottom of his heart on the dead face. He patted Li Zisheng on the shoulder and said softly: "Li Zisheng, no, Lei Gong, you are really good!"

As he said that, he raised the boy's right hand and sang to the audience, saying, "I abstain from it, the champion of this ring match is... Thunder God!"

His statement was like cheering on the fire, which completely ignited the whole audience's emotions.

Especially his little brother Tie Qianzhuang. He heard this and did not breathe in one breath. He almost fainted after walking in the footsteps of Chengjiazhu.

The Shisanlang of the Tie family wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and took out the piece of paper again. He looked carefully.

The gambling coupon reads: The coupon holder bets Li Zisheng, the winner of the ring competition, with one odds of one thousand.

Betting amount: Wu Fangyuanshi.

Then, he slapped himself with all his strength... It really hurts a lot, he is not dreaming!

This huge sound wave actually awakened the unconscious President Cheng Da. He struggled to stand up, and a majestic voice came from his ears: "President Cheng, where is the prize? I want to present the championship in person!"

Tie Wanshan took a box from the trembling Cheng Jiazhu.

He opened it and saw that it was one of the five star cores of the championship prize in this ring competition.

A diamond-shaped metal piece flashes golden light in the sun. For easy portability, there is also a delicate thin chain wrapped on it.

Tie Wanshan took out the star core and floated onto the arena. He walked to the dull-faced boy, solemnly hung the star core around the boy's neck, and like his second son, he raised the boy's other arm.

At this moment, the whole audience was shouting wildly, and everyone was drunk!

Li Zhaochang finally got up from the ground. Fortunately, he was also a cultivator and was not injured. He didn't care about tidying up his clothes, gasped for a few breaths, and plucked up the last bit of strength to run towards Dongcheng.

The Lord Li, who was running, found that more and more people were walking towards the East City like him, and the noise in front of him was getting louder and louder.

He finally heard clearly that the noise was actually shouting a name: Thunder God!

Li Zhaochang suddenly stopped because he saw the street in front of him crowded with people surrounded by a luxurious carriage.

His son, yes, was his own Akasan-Ka-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-san-s

Li Zisheng, who was sitting on the high place, turned his eyes and saw his father's familiar figure from afar. He stood up and waved his arms and shouted.

"Father!"

This is exactly:

The spring breeze spreads across the river, and the vast wilderness enters the sky.

The demons come with people, and the red sun grows from the sea.

The great sounds of coming from are so great that the fairy path is expected to be successful.

Golden drums and Chiyou flags, and triumphantly sings on the Tieshan City.

"The First Voilo from Jingnan came from the Sky"

To know what happens next, please read "The second volume of "Holding the Flag to Drive the Demons and Holding the Stars into the Clouds" (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Yes, that's true!

It’s both monthly tickets and rewards. Is this a shame for Murong to feel sorry for you?

In fact, this is the case. Since entering a new volume, some plots need to be echoed and added and deleted, it is impossible to explode for the time being.

Please wait a moment. As long as I straighten out the plot, I will definitely live up to your expectations!
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