Several young men and women dressed in black didn't even hum. Just like Qing Minxiu, their bodies instantly turned dark green, and then from dark green to pitch black. Then their bodies collapsed, turning into black pus and blood and spilling all over the floor.
All.
The sound of "chichi" was endless, and the stones and wood on the ground were corroded by the poisonous blood until they emitted black smoke.
The venom of the green snake is so violent that it can be seen from this.
Qing Minxiu died suddenly from poisoning. The mysterious tortoise shell let out a mournful cry, and the smoke emitted suddenly dissipated. Three green sword lights flew out from the shattered mountains and rivers of cloud and smoke with a harsh whistle.
The tortoise shell swayed slightly, covered with a thin layer of cloud smoke, and was about to fly into the sky.
Lu Qian rushed out in one step.
The wind roared around him, and his speed soared to the point of being comparable to the sword light of the three Qingyou girls. His body was like the wind, and he rushed directly above the tortoise shell in one step. He held the long and thin neck of the Guixu vase in his hand, and struck it with a heavy blow like a hammer.
On the tortoise shell.
Sparks flew everywhere on the tortoise shell, a faint wail sounded, and a simple and vicissitudes of consciousness rushed out of the tortoise shell, straight into Lu Qian's mind.
In Lu Qian's mind, the three-eyed human figure emitted a dazzling divine light, and the Feng Shui dragons roared and roared, instantly draining away the remaining spiritual light of Lu Qian's soul.
The two giant dragons, one behind the other, struck hard at the primitive consciousness that rushed out of the tortoise shell.
Feng Shui interacted with each other, thunder splashed everywhere, and a flash of lightning as thick as a thumb shot out from the center of Lu Qian's eyebrows, hitting the tortoise shell heavily.
The tortoise shell shook violently, and most of his consciousness was suddenly weakened.
Lu Qian endured the feeling of emptiness caused by the almost exhausted spiritual light of his soul. He swung the Guixu vase and smashed it hard. Driven by the huge force of the nine dragons, the tortoise shell was smashed with fire and light, and it fell from the air to the ground.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Lu Qian grabbed the crystal ball with the Jiuxiao Wind in his left hand.
In his mind, the image of a three-eyed person suddenly lit up, the crystal ball suddenly shattered, and the wind from the sky, as thin as a hair, penetrated Lu Qian's palm with a 'chi' sound, and followed his body straight into his mind.
In the hands of the three-eyed man, the wind dragon roared furiously, and the wind from the sky rushed towards the wind dragon, and the two quickly merged into one.
A trace of extremely fine black wind energy rushed out from the wind dragon's big mouth, gradually turning into a black light. Lu Qian's exhausted soul and spiritual light slowly recovered, but his restored soul and spiritual light was full of inexplicable '
Smart', 'unpredictable' 'Charm of the Wind'.
This "charm of wind" penetrated from Lu Qian's mind to his whole body bit by bit.
The Guixu Immortal Essence in his Tanzhong acupoint also gradually acquired such a 'light' and 'changing' charm.
Lu Qian's speed of waving the Guixu Treasure Vase suddenly accelerated several times compared to before.
The strength hasn't changed, the size hasn't changed, and nothing in the body has changed.
However, his speed increased several times out of thin air, and the Guixu Treasure Vase had turned into countless afterimages, hitting the tortoise shell with "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" sounds.
The aura of the soul is recovering little by little.
Lu Chen's swollen and painful head gradually recovered. He laughed loudly and shouted at the tortoise shell: "Are you convinced? Are you convinced? Your master is dead, are you convinced?"
The tortoise shell shook violently, and the ancient and vicissitudes of consciousness stubbornly relied on the indestructible defense of the tortoise shell to resist Lu Qian's bombardment.
It seems that the turtle shell's stubbornness angered Guixu Aquarius.
Perhaps it's because, following Lu Qian these days, being nourished by the five elements day and night, and nourished by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, this treasure inherited from Taishang Beiming Immortal Sect has regained a little bit of its vitality.
When Lu Qian carried the Guixu vase and hammered it more than 30,000 times on the tortoise shell, the Guixu vase shook slightly, and a vast and extremely heavy force appeared, like the boundless Guixu, which could accommodate all things and even swallow all things.
At the same time, it can annihilate all things, and in the terrifying aura of extreme annihilation and destruction, there is hidden a vigorous aura of creation and vitality, which suddenly gushes out from the core of the Guixu Aquarius.
This terrifying aura was weak, but of extremely high quality, instantly suppressing the turtle shell.
The ancient and vicissitudes of consciousness within the tortoise shell was almost shattered, and its entire body emitted erratic clouds of light, and let out a horrifying howl that penetrated its soul.
Then, the clouds and smoke dissipated, all defenses were completely lifted, and a wisp of Lu Qian's soul drove straight in, leaving a strong soul mark at the core of the tortoise shell's consciousness.
The consciousness in the tortoise shell let out a sad cry, and at the same time he let out an inexplicable sigh of horror. It suddenly turned into a thick halo of light, flew to the back of Lu Qian's left hand, and turned into a tortoise shell tattoo covering the entire back of his hand, quietly lurking in it.
in.
Lu Qian took a deep breath.
The various mysteries of tortoise shells are all in my mind.
Behind them, the three Qingyou girls also took a deep breath.
They have recalled their own Green Scale Swords and are using secret techniques to communicate with the Blue Scale Swords, drawing a little bit of sword energy from the Blue Scale Sword to restore their previous consumption.
Lu Qian looked back at the three girls, slapped the bottom of the Guixu vase with his palm, and dozens of drops of Xuanyuan divine water flew out towards the three girls: "Qingyou, try this baby, it should be right
It’s only if you have results too.”
Qingyou and the three girls waved their sleeves, and each of them took more than twenty drops of Xuanyuan Divine Water.
Qing You briefly looked at the Xuanyuan Divine Water that rolled in the palm of his hand like a pearl and was as heavy as mercury. Qing Ning and Qing Meng swallowed more than twenty drops of Xuanyuan Divine Water in one gulp without any warning.
Go down.
Xuanyuan Divine Water entered their stomachs, and the expressions of the two women suddenly changed.
Their faces turned red, and they hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground. They had just put on the posture of daily practice of their own martial arts, when a terrifying torrent burst out from their bodies. The buns on the two women's heads exploded, and their hair was as long as a crazy woman.
Each one stands straight up.
The sharp sword energy filled the whole body, and the long hair of the two women vibrated in the wind. They kept making "ding ding" sword sounds, and released invisible sword energy sweeping in all directions.
Qingyou took a breath of spiritual energy and said blankly: "Is there such a magical medicine in today's world?"
She took a deep look at Lu Qian, no longer polite, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a jade bottle and put the Xuanyuan Divine Water in it, and carefully took a drop and put it into her mouth.
Compared with the two dull sisters, Qingyou is obviously much more delicate.
The heat flowed in the body, and the sword essence tempered by the secret techniques of Qinglin Sword Pavilion grew stronger in the body.
The green-scaled sword was suspended in front of Qingyou, and between the man and the sword, traces of blue sword light flowed back and forth, like mist and smoke, magnificent and blurry.
Lu Qian looked at the two women and whistled towards the sky.
The big parrot slowly landed, spread its wings, and hovered above the three women's heads.
Lu Qian waved his hand and put the storage ring left by Qing Minxiu and a group of Xuanji Sect disciples into his sleeve. With a wave of his sleeve, a large amount of water vapor rose under his feet and turned into a white cloud to support him. The breeze swirled, and Lu Qian soared into the sky.
Get up, follow the cloud path left by Qing Minxiu just now, and walk step by step towards the position of the big formation.
Around the large altar, dozens of Xuanji Sect disciples stared at Lu Qian in shock.
Until now, Lu Qian even violently subdued Qing Minxiu's protective tortoise shell, and these Xuanji Sect disciples have not yet woken up from the fact that Qing Minxiu died.
They looked at Lu Qian with dull eyes, some even trembled with fear, and their minds went blank.
"Big...big...big...elder brother!"
Suddenly, a pretty and beautiful girl cried out: "He killed the senior brother, we want to avenge the senior brother, revenge!"
A group of Xuanji Sect disciples suddenly woke up, and many people shouted in unison: "Revenge, revenge!"
A young man in black stood on a square flag with various landscape patterns on it, soared into the sky and rushed towards Lu Qian with a strong wind.
He roared: "You have harmed us... Today, we and you will fight to the death!"
The young man gritted his teeth and roared. With a wave of his hands, a long white jade pole that was as thick as hundreds of thumbs and more than ten feet long flew out of his sleeves and flew towards Lu Qian with a faint sound of thunder.
These long poles flew to Lu Qian's side, and hundreds of long poles suddenly spun, and according to a strange rhythm, they fell towards Lu Qian's body with a "swish" sound.
These long poles instantly turned into a small array covering a small area. Electric light flowed between the long poles, and the sound of thunder could be heard endlessly.
The next moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as a fist fell from the sky and struck Lu Qian squarely on top of his head.
Lu Qian groaned and withstood the lightning strike with his body.
My whole body was numb and my internal organs were slightly tingling.
This blow was enough to kill a furnace-level monk. Ordinary fire-level monks would also be seriously injured by it. However, Lu Qian did not block the thunder and forcibly withstood the thunder with his body, but the power was no more than that.
"You can't do it, please replace me!"
Lu Chen's eyes showed strange light, he stared at the dozens of Xuanji Sect disciples at the front of the formation, and said with a smile: "Your senior brother is dead, and the consequences for you seem to be extremely disastrous? Do you want to take refuge with me?"
The young man in black who took action laughed wildly: "Relying on you? An ant from the Holy Heaven? Ha, it's simply arrogant... You don't know anything about this world at all!"
The young man bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
On the white jade poles, the electric light suddenly blazed brightly, the thunder in the sky was endless, and the thin electric light as thick as a sea bowl continued to fall from the sky, hitting Lu Qian heavily.
Lu Qian still did not block or dodge. He used his body to hold the thunder. The thunder with soaring power only made him feel the pain of an ordinary person's calf cramps, and his internal organs were slightly spasmed, but still
Can bear it.
"Is that all?" Lu Qian looked at the young man: "I have already said my good words."
There was a sword cry, and the silver dragon sword quickly flew out of his sleeves, piercing the head of the young man in black with a 'puff' sound.
The young man in black fell heavily to the ground. Lu Qian stretched out his hands and forcibly grabbed the white jade poles into Beiming Ring.
The Xuanji Sect disciples used to set up the formation were all good things that Lu Qian had never seen before.
Even if we don’t mention that the white jade pole can be used to form formations to attract thunder to attack the enemy... the jade quality of the white jade pole itself is crystal clear and as delicate as mutton fat. If you put it in Dayin, it will be the first-class jade.
The roots are worth a lot of money.
This is a huge fortune.
As soon as he grabbed it, a small whirlwind blew to the side of the young man in black, and the storage ring on his finger was violently pulled off, and it was caught in Lu Qian's hand.
Stepping on the white clouds, Lu Qian continued to walk step by step towards the pale-faced Xuanji Sect disciples.