Chapter 470: Instant kill of cultivators, Feng Shu Sword Strategy
The leading monk continued:
"In addition, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the amount of spiritual money required to repair the damaged nodes of the refinery, no matter how much it costs, will be borne by the project guardian Qingjingzi alone..."
Before he finished speaking, a boundless evil energy that shook the sky and cracked the earth suddenly appeared and enveloped the sky and the twelve monks.
"what's the situation?!"
The leading monk and the other eleven people were stunned for a moment.
Then they all raised their heads in astonishment and looked towards the end of the distant sky where the majestic evil energy was coming from.
I saw that a dark and ghostly wind suddenly blew over there, pointing directly in the direction where they were.
Full of malice.
And in the huge tide of sinister wind that swept in like a vast ocean, there were actually layers of heart-wrenching ghost voices and sinister laughter:
"Quack, quack, quack..."
"Kill, kill, kill, kill..."
"he he he he he……"
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."
The scene was as if an extremely evil ghost king crawled out of the netherworld with a grin and returned to the mortal world with hundreds of millions of ghosts and descendants, intending to kill countless people.
It feels extremely terrifying.
At the same time, after this huge sinister wind appeared, the twelve monks were shocked to find that the dusk setting sun hanging thousands of miles away in the west had also disappeared.
And the originally dim and dim sky suddenly turned dark, and suddenly fell into the endless night.
"What kind of ghost is this? How can it be so... so ferocious?!" the leading monk shouted in shock and anger.
"This, this kind of breath..."
An elderly monk with a long beard next to him said in horror: "Has it completely surpassed the level of refining energy? How could a big ghost of this level appear in this world?!"
"It's almost approaching the Yuan Shen level."
A bald monk on the right said solemnly, "But there is still some distance."
"No more words."
The leading monk shouted solemnly, "Whether this unknown ghost is at the soul level or not, it looks like it is definitely not comparable to us.
Therefore, the current plan is to quickly report the situation to the superiors through the cross-border flying book. After the superiors open the border gate, we will evacuate as quickly as possible.
During this period, everyone can run as far as they can."
"Then...are we just going to run away like this? Why don't we try to deal with it?" asked the bald monk on the side.
"What a waste of dealing!"
The leading monk widened his eyes and turned around and scolded, "What are you doing with your life with only a few hundred spirit coins a month!"
After saying that, he took out a dark blue sword pill, kneaded the formula and recited in a low voice:
"Tiangang Black Refiner, the unfolding pill is a sword, the phantom sword is Qi, and it wraps my body."
Buzz——
In an instant, the Xu Meng Sword Pill turned into a piercing sword energy that was black as thick and thick as ten feet long. With a buzzing and trembling sound, it suddenly merged with the leading monk.
Immediately afterwards, his body disintegrated and turned into a faint glimmer of light, flying hundreds of miles in an instant and disappearing into the dark night sky.
Seeing this, the other eleven monks at the scene also decisively took out sword pills of orange, purple, green, brown, blue, white, gold... and other colors, and also hurriedly kneaded the formula and chanted:
"Dragon Scale Type 2/Purple Lightning Type 3/Blue Moon Type 9...Zhan Wan is a sword, the phantom sword is Qi, and it wraps my body!"
Buzz——
Buzz——
Buzz——
In an instant, these eleven monks also changed their bodies and turned into eleven sword lights of various colors, chasing the leading monk who was far away.
Boo hoo hoo——
However, this group of people had a total of twelve sword lights, and after flying thousands of miles in one breath, they found that they... still could not escape the boundless Yin Qi.
Moreover, as they galloped further and further, the majestic Yin Qi lingering around them became more sinister and sinister, and the sounds of giggling and grinding teeth kept coming one after another.
It was as if the direction they were flying in was clearly away from the ghost, but in fact, they were getting closer and closer to the ghost.
The leading monk noticed this first.
So he immediately stopped his flying pace and began to calculate with his fingers while using his magic power with a stern look on his face.
The other eleven sword energies also stagnated in all directions around him.
Everyone looked at the surging torrent of Yin Qi all around them in surprise.
"What's wrong! The entire world has been turned upside down and its direction changed by some majestic Yin force."
After completing the calculation, the leading monk's face became extremely ugly, "We have... fallen into a huge maze of time and space."
"Then...then what should we do now?"
The bald monk said in a panic, "We, where should we escape?"
"For the current plan, we can only try our best to find the omissions in the operation of this universe, and then..."
The leading monk solemnly said, "Gather all the mana of the twelve of us and attack the omissions in the confusing realm together to break through this realm..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge blood moon slowly appeared in the dark sky, raining blood on the earth.
At the same time, a terrifying ghostly energy that was so boundless that it made one's heart tremble suddenly descended into the vast night sky a hundred miles away.
Hua Hua Hua——
Drenched with blood, the twelve people stared blankly at the ghost-headed evil dragon that appeared a hundred miles away.
"That's... Qingjingzi's face!"
The leading monk said in disbelief, "How could she...how could she be like this? What on earth...had happened in this world?!"
Roar!!!
A hundred miles away, the evil dragon looked up to the sky and roared. With a flick of its long tail, it rumbled and pounced on the twelve monks who retreated in panic.
…
Fifty thousand miles away, the former site of the Song Dynasty.
Chen Sanyu, who was sitting cross-legged in the sky, quietly waited for half a cup of tea before he saw the huge blood moon appear again in the sky.
This sign means that the ghost-headed evil dragon has returned at this moment.
So he smiled and said: "The efficiency is quite high, we got rid of that group of people so quickly."
Along with Chen Sanyu's leisurely words, the ghost-headed evil dragon also stirred up the surging wind and clouds, and flew back majesticly not far in front of him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With a roar, the evil dragon's three-thousand-foot-long turbid black ghost hair dispersed faintly, shaking off twelve broken bloody corpses and seven or eight shining swords.
Pills and five or six palm-sized Qiankun bags of various colors were slowly suspended in front of Chen Sanyu.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Chen Sanyu nodded with satisfaction, "Although the body has lost all vitality and the appearance of death is extremely ugly, the soul remains intact.
Not all of their flying swords and magic weapons were damaged, which is good, and their strength can be controlled well."
As he said that, he raised his hand and grabbed hold of the weak souls hidden in the twelve corpses from the air.
The many sword pills and Qiankun bags, together with these Xumeng souls, slowly flew to Chen Sanyu.
"Jianwan..."
While Chen Sanyu was pulling out the memories of the twelve souls one by one, he picked up a brown glowing pill from the pile of ping-pong ball-sized shining sword pills in front of him and observed it closely.
stand up.
Judging from Qingjingzi's memory, most of the cultivators in the so-called Qianxuan world like or are popular in using flying swords.
However, it is different from the general fairy tale cultivation novels.
The flying swords of the Qianxuan monks have neither hilts nor sword bars, and they are not held with the palms of the physical body, but are driven by spiritual consciousness.
And when fighting or escaping, Qianxuan monks will also go through a process called [Zhanwan Chengjian] to unfold the sword pills with different attributes into a so-called [Qi Sword] that seems virtual and real.
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Then use a method called [囿WRAP] to integrate your form and spirit with the [Qi Jian] formed by the sword pill.
As for the so-called [Wrapping], it is a method of integrating man and sword that includes both fusion and wrapping.
Under the influence of this strange method, monks in the half-virtual and half-real state of [Qi Sword Enclosure] will basically be immune to most physical attacks.
Including many low-level energy attacks, they will also be ineffective.
Unless it is an extremely high-level energy impact, even if a large-yield nuclear bomb explodes around the Qianxuan monks, it will not be able to harm their true bodies.
The Qianxuan monk's flying sword attack method is mainly to differentiate thousands of sword lights from the Qijian body.
Either use a single sword light to perform various sword techniques, or use a large number of sword lights to form an array.
Thereby carrying out various forms of killing attacks on the enemy, such as high-speed chopping, high-frequency stabbing, multi-directional strangulation, covering bombing, etc.
This type of attack and killing style has a bit of a beyond-visual-range warfare feel.
That is, protect the main body, and then let a large number of "drone" or "floating cannon" (sword light) fight.
Unless the sword light is defeated, there is no need to use the main body at all.
"Wood attribute flying sword, ancient vine type 2."
Chen Sanyu threw away the brown sword pill, then picked up a blue pill, looked at it and said, "Cold attribute, frost thorn type."
Then, he picked up another white and gold sword pill, observed it, and said: "Water attribute, fog and shadow type eight; light attribute, dawn three type.
Tsk tsk, why are they all just mass-produced goods, but not a slightly higher-end flying sword?"
Chen Sanyu learned from Qingjingzi’s memory that, like the Xuanji San type, flying swords with any type of name in the blurred information about the sword body were basically low-quality Shenbingfang products. The product belongs to the Hongmi Note series among Feijian.
It definitely works, but if you want to have a better experience, that's nonsense.
"Huh? Tiangang Black Lian, comprehensive attributes."
Chen Sanyu observed the black sword pill in his hand and said in surprise, "There is actually a customized flying sword here."
The so-called custom-made model is a flying sword that the Qianxuan monk spent a lot of money to find someone to make.
Regardless of the sword body material or flight speed, it is obviously one or several grades higher than the mainstream products.
Of course, the price is also more expensive.
"That's right. Just keep this sword for use. The others will be sold in the Qianxuan Realm."
Saying that, Chen Sanyu randomly inserted the sword pill - Tiangang Black Lian into the mustard space in his body.
After that, he began to 'read' the memories of these twelve monks.
During the process of ‘browsing through’, focus on finding the cultivation techniques of these monks.
When he was 'looking through' Qingjingzi's memories, Chen Sanyu had already obtained her skill - the wind-attributed "Qinghong Sword Sutra".
This technique belongs to the Ancient Sword Sect of the Qianxuan World and is one of the longest and most widely circulated cultivation techniques.
By analogy, it is a bit like the "Five Tigers Broken Door Sword", "Golden Bell" and "Iron Shirt" that appear in martial arts circles in various time and space.
The power is average and the upper limit is not high, but it is relatively easy to practice.
Hua la la la——
In Chen Sanyu's mind, it was as if there were pages of a book being turned over.
In just a moment, he had 'selected' all the techniques practiced by the twelve monks.
As expected, what these guys practice... is also a popular technique similar to "Qinghong Sword Sutra".
Moreover, there are only four types of exercises practiced by these twelve people.
One of them is "Qinghong Sword Sutra" written by Qingjingzi.
"The overlapping degree of the skills is so high, hey, they are really a bunch of sluts."
"But it's okay, I'm not afraid of poor skills, I'm just afraid that I don't have anything to practice with."
Chen Sanyu chuckled, "As long as there are a few sparks, I can burn the whole world."
Yes, for Chen Sanyu, all he needs is one cultivation technique.
Even if it is just the lowest and roughest mass-produced goods, he is confident that he can optimize them to the highest level.
Immediately, Chen Sanyu 'opened' a technique in his mind - "Seventy-two Swords of Fanning Clouds", a water attribute sword scripture.
After spending time, carefully and quickly reading this exercise, he immediately understood the essence of this exercise:
That is to say, practicing this skill can absorb the water-moving energy in the boundless heaven and earth, condense it into sword light, the light becomes mist, and the mist condenses into clouds, then it becomes a water-moving sword cloud.
This sword cloud can move freely according to the mind of the cultivator. It can release the sword energy in a large area to clear the area and bombard it, or it can control the enemy as delicately as an embroidery needle. It is a first-class attack and killing technique.
A top-notch attack and killing technique...heh.
Chen Sanyu regarded this self-proclaimed description as nonsense.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Sanyu began to 'flip through' "Meteor Star Sword Strategy" (earth attribute), "Fourteen Powers of Sky Flame" (fire attribute), and the earliest "Qinghong Sword Sutra" he obtained (wind attribute).
To be honest, although Chen Sanyu has gotten this book of exercises a long time ago, he has never actually read it from beginning to end.
Because, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't care much about this popular book.
However, during the subsequent formal reading of this sutra, Chen Sanyu became more and more surprised and astonished as he read it.
What surprised him was not how powerful this technique was, but... the more he read this book, the more familiar it became.
No, Chen Sanyu is not familiar with it.
It's his true form - Mu Cang is familiar with it.
"After discarding all kinds of techniques and skills, this "Qinghong Sword Sutra" is based on the foundation of martial arts..."
Chen Sanyu frowned and murmured, "It's clearly Kong Konger's "Feng Shu Jian Ce"." (See Chapter 282 for details)
That's right, it is said that everything can change without departing from its roots.
This "Qinghong Sword Sutra" is basically the method practiced by Kong Kong'er, the immortal Qin swordsman who came to the Xian clan cluster millions of years ago and mastered the time and space corresponding to the depths of the fantasy realm - "Book of Winds"
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