Chapter 27 Soldiers' Artifact: Dragon Bird

"It's me, as you wish, I'm here." Lu Qingshan also squinted his eyes, examining the grey-clothed monk in front of him.

"Friar Zhishoulou?" He asked.

The grey-clothed monk nodded, and did not conceal his identity, "The Chief Prison Department of the Zhishou Building of Xingzhou, Luo Sen."

After getting the exact answer, although Lu Qingshan's face was still as flat as a lake, the renegade anger in his heart was not enough to be understood by outsiders.

If someone covets his Taoist weapon, he can accept it.

Human nature is like this.

But he absolutely could not accept that Zhishoulou, who was supposed to represent the so-called justice as the opposite of the underworld, did the same thing as the underworld.

From a standpoint, the Zhishou Building is even worse than the Hell.

"Tantai Qingrun is in your hands?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

Luo Sen's eyes were red, and with a wave of his hand, a ray of light flew towards Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan frowned, and reached out to pick up this spiritual light.

A token lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

The token of Tantai Qingrun.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Qingshan's voice became more and more severe, as if he didn't take the siege seriously.

There was a touch of appreciation in Rosen's eyes, "As expected of the strongest five realms, at least this courage is worthy of this praise."

Pausing for a moment, Rosen raised his eyelids and looked directly at Lu Qingshan, "You should be glad that you really came here alone and didn't inform others, otherwise you would lose this confidante today."

Compared with the twists and turns of the underworld monks when they dealt with Lu Qingshan, Luo Sen, who is the chief of the Prison Department of the Zhishou Building, seems to be extremely "low-level" in dealing with Lu Qingshan.

Take down Tantai Qingrun, and then give a specific location, please enter the urn.

No pretense, no pretense.

But it is quite a practical trick.

This is because of different status and different strengths.

The underworld is in a situation where everyone is screaming and beating, so it is not appropriate to show your face, there are many scruples, and many things can only be done secretly.

As for Zhishoulou, although he can't say that he can cover the sky with one hand in the human domain, he is not too far behind.

Therefore, the people among them do not need to make too many detours.

The reason why they put the "urn" on the blade island, the deep meaning is actually to show Lu Qingshan that they are Zhishoulou.

Knowing their identities at this level, Lu Qingshan had to consider, given the strength of Zhishoulou, if he secretly reported this to the sect seniors, would he be very likely to be discovered.

Once this layer of fear exists, as long as Lu Qingshan really cares about Tantai Qingrun's life, he will definitely do what they say.

The same is true.

It is impossible for Lu Qingshan to risk Tantai Qingrun's life.

This is the realm of comprehension, the stronger you are, the simpler the calculations you need.

"Xingzhou, Qingluomen." Luo Sen finally got serious and spit out an address from his mouth.

Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank slightly.

"Your confidante is now in the Qingluomen of Xingzhou. If you have a way to leave here today, just go to Qingluomen to find her." Luo Sen nodded and confirmed again.

They have no enmity with Lu Qingshan, they just want to kill people and seize the Tao weapon, since they have already "invited" Lu Qingshan here, there is no need to make things difficult for Tantai Qingrun.

"It's just" he said with a sinister smile, "you have to be able to leave here first."

"Kill!" In the next moment, Rosen suddenly ordered.

The joint attack launched by more than two hundred cultivators who turned into gods, the momentum alone is enough to make people feel suffocated.

The first to attack was spirituality.

Neat and uniform.

Dozens of spiritual practitioners simultaneously drive the magic weapon, condensing the primordial spirit to attack.

All kinds of translucent lights and shadows were already shooting towards Lu Qingshan at this moment.

Using Yuanshen to attack, control and frighten Lu Qingshan first, and the other monks will follow closely behind, bursting out to attack and directly beheading Lu Qingshan.

Very simple and clear fit.

These deity-transforming monks of Zhishoulou,

The distance between himself and Lu Qingshan is not too far, and the sudden attack, which is still difficult to defend against the attack of the primordial spirit, is definitely caught off guard.

Puff puff!

After a while.

The attacks of more than thirty dao primordial spirits came in an instant, invading Lu Qingshan's body, blasting directly into his sea of ​​consciousness, passing through quickly, and heading towards the primordial spirit above his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Qingshan didn't panic at all.

Zizizi!

The next moment, the mighty Yuanshen attack directly crashed into an area shrouded in golden light.

Abbot Tianxin.

Abbot Tianxin, who has a full area of ​​ten feet, is like a Buddhist kingdom, a pure land, which firmly protects Lu Qingshan's primordial spirit.

The surging Yuanshen attack made it difficult to move an inch in the domain of Abbot Tianxin, like frying oil in a hot pan, making a sizzling sound, turning into wisps of smoke, and overflowing away.

The green snake entwined on Lu Qingshan's primordial spirit let out a disdainful snort when seeing this scene.

These attacks did not even go through the ten-foot domain.

Luo Sen glanced at Lu Qingshan, seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he was horrified.

In his opinion, even if Lu Qingshan is as strong as a cultivator of Huashen, it is impossible for Yuanshen to be much stronger than a monk of Huashen.

After all, the Yuanshen Realm has an insurmountable threshold in the Void Refining Realm.

Therefore, if Lu Qingshan faces too many Yuanshen attacks at the same time, he must be finished.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingshan didn't even have the slightest change in his face.

Their first wave of Yuanshen attack seemed to sink into the sea.

In fact, knowing the location of Tantai Qingrun, Lu Qingshan can completely rely on the strong defense of the blood-stained battleship to forcibly leave here against the overwhelming offensive.

But he didn't do that.

One is that if he leaves by force, the monk Zhishoulou here will most likely become angry and transfer Tantai Qingrun again before he reaches Qingluomen.

After all, no matter how fast his speed is, it can't match the speed of the transmission of the spiritual letter.

The second is that his killing intent at this moment has been accumulated to the extreme, unprecedentedly strong, to the point where it has to be released.

From the moment he saw the disaster in Tai'an City, murderous intent had already been born in his heart.

This has been a backlog, until now it is discovered that the inside of the Zhishou Building is also rotten, and his killing intent has finally reached the sky.

Today, if he doesn't kill these hypocrites who wear the skin of "Zhishoulou monks" and commit the evil of "underworld monks", his heart will not be understood!

Lu Qingshan's evil intentions were overwhelming.

"It's my turn." He said softly.

"Don't you want a Taoist tool? Then today I will show you the power of a Taoist tool."

In the face of such a huge battle of enemies, it is not easy to wipe them out, even for the strongest among the cultivators who transform the gods, let alone he is just a cultivator who is only a cultivator.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan directly used his most powerful explosive secret technique.

Commonly known as, opening a big move.

"Moving as fast as a dart."

Lu Qingshan silently recited the Third Karma Club in his heart, "Longque, come together!"

Immediately, a beam of red light shot out from his body, hovered in the air, and hovered in front of Lu Qingshan.

Dragonfinch.

The whole body is blazing red, and there are noble light golden dragon and phoenix patterns on the surface of the sword body, shining brightly.

The next moment, pale golden brilliance and blazing red flames surged out from Longquejian, sweeping away like a storm.

In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with a force that could destroy the world.

The formidable aftermath caused the cultivators who surrounded Lu Qingshan to involuntarily back up a few feet before stabilizing their bodies.

"What kind of secret technique is this?" Rosen was horrified, his pupils widened, and he was almost dumbfounded.

It's just that the aftermath of the secret technique is so powerful, how strong is the secret technique itself?

can not imagine!

Visions continue.

Two phantoms that looked like dragons and snakes and played like phoenixes swam out from above the dragons and wandered around the dragons in a circle.

And behind Lu Qingshan, a soul shadow is emerging.

Two phantoms of dragon and phoenix quickly swam towards that soul shadow.

In the sky full of flames, the shadow of the soul gradually solidified.

It was not a ferocious beast, but the soul of a woman with a graceful figure.

Wearing a light and elegant ancient palace dress, the fiery red skirt is as hot as a fire, and it floats without wind, making deep and shallow ripples. Her eyes are slightly closed, and she is whispering some ancient language.

Qin Yitian.

The long hair like a fire dance spread out, the beautiful face was surrounded by an unprecedented majesty, and the tongue of fire was wrapped around Yutina's waist in a graceful grip like a belt.

The phantom of dragon and phoenix hovered behind her.

At this moment, Yitian is like a goddess born from ashes, not stained by a speck of dust, and has an irresistible charm.

The soul shadow appeared behind Lu Qingshan, so Lu Qingshan did not see this scene.

But the Zhishoulou monks who surrounded Lu Qingshan clearly saw this scene in their eyes.

Born in the scorching flames, their peerless and independent temperament, as well as their graceful and graceful figure like a goddess, all brought them a strong visual impact and spiritual shock.

next moment.

The ghost of Qin Yitian behind Lu Qingshan took a step forward, like a woman hugging her beloved lover from behind, stretched out her arms to encircle Lu Qingshan.

Afterwards, her figure completely merged with Lu Qingshan's.

"Young master, I'm here." Qin Yitian's waxy and cold voice sounded in Lu Qingshan's ear.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura suddenly ignited from Lu Qingshan's body.

The momentum was so majestic that Rosen couldn't help but take a few steps back again.

It seems that there is endless power gushing out from Lu Qingshan's body.

Lu Qingshan slowly raised his hands.

At this moment, his palm became as crystal clear as jade, and lines like flame vines spread in his palm. Finally, a faintly visible pale golden dragon and phoenix phantom appeared at the top of the flame vines.

"Bingzijue, is this the power of the dragonfinch?" Lu Qingshan muttered to himself.

"Awaken the weapon, release part of its power to strengthen your body, so as to gain infinite combat power and attack Wushuang."

"Depending on the attributes and qualities of the liberated and awakened weapons, and the level of mystic skills, you will get different degrees of combat power improvement."

Learned from the clan of soldiers and demons, the first secret method of attacking the demons, the formula of soldiers.

This is the first time that Lu Qingshan has used this secret technique since he mastered the military art.

And what was liberated was the dragon bird with the character of a Taoist instrument.

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes slightly, feeling his current fighting power.

Twice the combat power increase.

When Qing Ge liberated Black Blood back then, his combat strength was doubled.

But at the same level, if he used Taoist artifacts as the carrier to release the Bingzi Jue, Lu Qingshan's combat power would be doubled.

You must know that this is a comprehensive and all-round transformation.

What kind of terrifying increase is this?

"One minute." Lu Qingshan said to himself.

The increase in combat power given by the Bing Zi Jue can only last for one minute.

"Enough!" he said.

One minute is definitely enough to kill all these cultivators!

Center of Blade Island.

The three fit monks sitting cross-legged all showed solemn expressions.

"What kind of secret technique is this?"

They have never seen a secret method that can raise their aura to such a terrifying situation

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes, and looked indifferently at the monks of Zhishoulou who looked all around with vigilance.

A blue long sword like ice crystal appeared in his hand.

Forget River.

Holding Wang Chuan, Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, his figure flickered, and he jumped away from the blood-stained battleship, instead of retreating, he swooped towards the front of Blade Island.

His speed is extremely fast, coupled with the fact that the distance is extremely close, after a short while, he is already very close to the Zhishoulou monks in the front direction.

Immediately, he waved his sword towards the void.

The sword qi burst out, condensed into a line, and shot out from the river of forgetfulness, forming a storm of sword blades.

The sword qi was stirring in the surrounding void like the ripples of the waves, and the trajectory was dreamy and elusive.

The monks of Zhishoulou felt the power of the sword energy and stood ready.

One of them, a cultivator of transformation of spirits, was trying to condense spells with two hands.

But his movements stopped abruptly the next moment.

Because his head has been flying out of thin air.

Blood spilled into the sky.

On the head he flew up, his eyes were wide open, with a bit of disbelief and incomprehension.

Lu Qingshan's sword is clearly still some distance away from him, no matter how fast or fierce it is, it won't be able to hurt him.

How can there be any reason to kill someone from a distance?

The same scene is repeated on all sides.

With just this sword strike, more than a dozen heads flew up.

The secret sword returns in the spring breeze.

"When the distance between your sword and the enemy is within ten feet, you can slash through the air, and your sword will definitely hit you."

Within ten feet, the sword is sure to hit and cannot be dodged.

The other monks were stunned by this scene and completely stunned.

It was a massacre.

An Xu sword cultivator, with one breath and one sword, instantly killed dozens of monks who turned into gods.

"It's easy to kill people like this." Lu Qingshan smiled lightly.

He doesn't have the cultivation of God Transformation, but with the blessing of Bing Zi Jue, he even has the qualification to be the first person under the aspirations of the fusion.

After all, Bingzi Jue is known as the number one secret method of attacking demons, powerful and boundless, and the carrier of Lu Qingshan's use of this secret method is still a Taoist weapon!

Crush the lethality of the cultivators who transform the gods, and cooperate with the sure-fire Spring Breeze Return.

In Lu Qingshan's eyes, the current cultivators who transform themselves into gods are nothing more than fish and meat for him to slaughter.

"Let's attack together, no matter how strong he is, he is only a swordsman, defense is his weakness!" Rosen roared angrily and terrified.

Immediately, the remaining Zhishoulou monks came to their senses one after another, and shot as many as possible.

Various spells of khaki, light cyan, and golden yellow rushed towards Lu Qingshan.

The golden wheel, the fire fan, and the lightning beads, all kinds of instruments, erupted with enormous power and blasted towards Lu Qingshan.

Luo Sen's heart moved even more, and he manipulated the two ghosts that were condensed by the power of the formation, which were comparable to fit monks, and flew forward mournfully, biting at Lu Qingshan.

The fog behind the ghost condensed into a fog dragon.

Faced with such a huge momentum, Lu Qingshan's eyes showed a cold light.

The mighty sword qi gossamer swims out from the acupuncture points all over his body, like a dragon flying wantonly.

But unlike the invisible and colorless sword qi hairspring in the past, this time his sword qi hairspring showed a fiery red color like a red flame, and the power contained in it was even more incomparable.