In the scope made of a sniper rifle made of high-quality crystal mill, the distant scene was suddenly brought closer to the front of you. The yard of the commander of Zhennan Army stationed in this yard, whether it was sergeants patrol, standing guard, walking around, opening and closing doors and windows, etc., were all visible.

"Old guy, I've always neglected you." Jin Ling murmured to himself while stroking the body of the sniper rifle, "Maybe I subconsciously think that in this world where immortal power is respected, the strength of the strong immortal power is far greater than the power of the gun. But in fact, things have their own uses, everything has its own unique uses."

He took out a sniper bullet with fire stone powder as a gun medicine, pulled the gun chamber, pressed it in, returned to his position with a loud bang, and continued to carefully observe the movements of the guards in the courtyard in the scope.

"The tent of the Zhennan Army camp looks very calm, and it seems that it is not affected by the death of two subordinates of the Immortal General level." Jin Ling touched his chin, "It is not good to have such peace. The arresting slaves in the mainland of Nanli are already panicked. Why can they still be so calm? Such peace is a provocation for our efforts during this period. No, I have to give them some things."

"Not only do you have to give them some things, but you also want them to get in trouble. Only when they get in trouble can I have the chance to take advantage of the situation."

Thinking of this, he lay on a relatively stable branch, set up a sniper rifle, and tried his best to make it stable. In the scope, he quickly captured a patrol team of three people, and then stared at it like a wolf.

After selecting one of them, I felt the wind direction, calculated the influence of the wind, and fine-tuned the angle. As if I entered a state of meditation, I pulled the trigger on the index finger and quickly pulled it down.

"Swish!" A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded instantly.

He has been a little nervous for many years, and he hasn't touched such an old friend for so long, and he doesn't know how effective this hair is.

However, the gun is made of sinking iron, and the bullet is also made of sinking iron. The gun medicine is a fire stone powder with a level of energy that is more violent than the fire essence stone powder. In terms of speed and power, it is far stronger than the sniper gun in the world in memory.

Jin Ling looked carefully in the scope and saw that one of the three patrol soldiers had a head burst instantly like a watermelon that was hit by a sledgehammer, and bright red blood and gray brain matter were flowing all over his head.

It was not bad, and the touch was still there. He gently kissed the gun, feeling very satisfied.

The friends around him were inexplicably exposed, and blood and brains splattered all over. The two patrol soldiers next to him were in horror. They looked around but did not find the attacker, so they became even more dissatisfied and thought they had seen a ghost.

At this time, Jin Ling quickly replaced a bullet, loaded it, and after aiming, he shot again. This time he hit a soldier's neck, and blood was pouring in.

The last sergeant went crazy and rolled and crawled into the yard. After taking a few steps, he was shot in his heart and fell to the ground.

Not bad, not bad. Jin Ling blew the smoke of the gun gun at the muzzle of the sniper gun. Although he hadn't used sniper for such a long time, the cultivation level of the Immortal General level was there, his eyes were sharper, his reaction speed was faster, and he was more at ease in grasping the subtleties. It was not difficult to kill the gun.

After putting away the gun, he changed into the clothes of the Zhennan Army sergeant who had harvested when cleaning the battlefield. He decorated it with a thousand faces. He suddenly turned into a Zhennan Army sergeant and touched it from the other side in the dark.

After arriving near the scene, he drew a lifelike flying eagle with sharp stones on the ground, he quickly disappeared in the darkness and quietly left.

......

Although the muzzle of the sniper gun was equipped with a muzzle, the strong immortals could still keenly capture the sound of firing. Therefore, the three consecutive gunshots still alarmed some of the powerful soldiers in the nearby Zhennan Army. They jumped out of the camp, looked around, and finally found the bodies of three soldiers.

The head commander of Zhennan Army and Ye Zhilie, who is at the level of a high-level immortal general, appears on the scene like lightning. Looking at the deceased, his face turned ashen.

"Master, this is a hidden weapon found from the dead." A subordinate commander handed over three transformed blood warheads, "It is a hidden weapon with a dilapidated iron, with a strange appearance. I don't know what kind of mechanism it was fired."

"Commander Lu, this is your ignorance." Another commander retorted coldly, "This is a new firearm called a musket bullet that appeared on the mainland."

"Murder, I think I have heard of this name..." Ye Zhilie pondered.

"Return to the Grand Marshal, this musket is a firearm mechanism built by a force called Jinyuan in the northern Donghua Continent. Even civilians can use it. The bullets can kill immortals from a distance." The commander said, "This musket is expensive and has been used by many trappers who are active in the Nanli Continent. The subordinates also bought some and equipped a small team. But, just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the bullets that killed these three soldiers are different from ordinary musket bullets. Ordinary musket bullets are round beads, while this bullet is cone-headed and slightly longer." The commander also found it strange.

"No matter what shape he is, in short...hey!" Another commander quickly discovered the flying eagle pattern on the nearby ground.

"Flying Eagle Pattern! It's him!" Many commanders screamed. Recently, the owner of the Flying Eagle Pattern killed a large number of slave-capturing teams in the Nanli Continent and saved a large number of captured slaves. This pattern has caused psychological shadows to many people in Fuhua Port City.

"So it's him again!" A fierce light flashed through Ye Zhilie's eyes, "He killed Lao Qin and Li Sheng. Before I could settle the score with him, he came to his door by himself!"

Lao Qin and Li Sheng are two immortal generals who were injured by Jin Ling and others in Zhennan Army.

Seeing the pattern, everyone present burst into a blast.

"Instruct all the people from each battalion to get up and strengthen vigilance and patrol. Everyone should search with all their strength and dig three feet into the ground, and find out the owner of the flying eagle pattern!" Ye Zhilie said angrily.

"Yes!" The subordinates went to their own local camps to rectify the army.

"Master, they are all gone. What is the safety of this camp?" a staff officer asked carefully.

"I am a high-level immortal handsome man, and I am afraid of this flying eagle rat with a hidden head and a exposed tail?" Ye Zhilie seemed full of confidence. "Even if he comes, I will chop off his dog's head when he comes!"

At the same time, in the chaos of the camp, Jin Ling hid in a standby guard.

"Brother, where are you? Why are you here?" A guard asked when he saw him face to face.

"I, I am from the north patrol team. I just patrolled with people. I heard that someone had attacked and killed three people. We scattered in chaos. Several elder brothers asked me to avoid it here. Once the danger passed, I would leave." Jin Ling looked panicked.

"Look at your courage, you were killed three people." A guard pretended to be indifferent to himself.
Chapter completed!