Chapter 411

The old vulture flew all the way with two hands.

Near bear city.

"Boss, Ju Dao, Ze Du." a tall middle-aged man Xiu appeared.

He didn't cover his head with a scarf, so he showed his bare scalp, his Buddha robe covered his body and his beard covered his face.

It is qiluo, the evil monk in the sand sea.

As for the two men brought by the vulture old man, they are also good players in the line of sand bandits.

The "ghost evil sword" is a sword, and the "blood soul" is a sword.

They are all physical exercises in the later stage of Yuanying.

It can be seen that the status of the poisoned sand bandits is indeed very high.

In his death, the old vulture and three of the eight leaders came in person.

The vulture old man's voice was dry and dumb and asked, "what's the situation with the sword repair now?"

"I entered the giant bear city half a day ago and haven't been out of the city until now." qiluo reported respectfully: "boss, what should we do now? Directly kill him in the city and kill him on the spot?"

"No," the vulture old man shook his head and said to the three hands, "although we are not afraid of the giant bear tribe, we can't do too much.

If you do it directly in the city, I'm afraid the nine families will no longer tolerate us. Continue to keep an eye on the sword repair. As soon as he leaves the city, he will kill him immediately! "

"Yes, boss!" three Yuan Ying Xiuwei, the leader of sand bandits who killed countless people, dared not look directly at the gloomy eyes of the vulture old man.

.........

Just when the vulture old man took his friars to a place several miles outside the giant bear city and lurked down, Lu Qingshan in the giant bear city came out of a magic tool shop called wanbaoge.

This time, he almost bought out the high-order lightning arresters sold in the open in giant bear city.

"The purpose of this trip is almost achieved, and the time has passed for a long time. At the speed of sand bandits, it should be almost waiting nearby." Lu Qingshan murmured.

Almost a day has passed since he entered the city.

These sand bandits are outlaws with extraordinary cultivation and familiar with the terrain of Mogao desert. One day is enough for them to prepare everything.

Lu Qingshan was awe inspiring. He no longer thought about it and went straight out of the city.

Just after he left the city, in the core of the giant bear City, the great friar belonging to the giant bear tribe whispered, "that sword has been repaired out of the city."

"The vulture old man should have been waiting outside the city at this time?"

"It should be."

"Clan leader, if this sword repair and the vulture old man fight, shall we help? Maybe we can take the opportunity to kill the vulture old man. Maybe..."

"You've got water in your head, haven't you? The vulture old man is known as the first person in Mogao. Only when the heads of the nine families work together can you be sure to kill him.

This is just a monk Yuanying. Will you let the patriarch do it? Then the vulture old man will blame our giant bear tribe. Can you afford it?! "someone scolded.

"Look at the situation first," said the powerful voice from the giant bear patriarch. "This sword repair is so confident. Maybe there is really a card that can threaten the vulture old man.

If I have the chance to get rid of the vulture old man, I will spare no effort to eradicate this scourge for the major tribes of Mogao! "

"The patriarch is righteous!" shouted the friar of the giant bear tribe.

.........

Lu Qingshan had just left the city. The three terrible smells rose from the desert, rushed frantically, approached quickly, and made waves after waves.

Hoo Hoo——

From far to near, the sound gradually becomes a roar, whistling like wind and thunder.

"The fish bite the hook." Lu Qingshan finally looked solemn and sneered at the horizon in the distance.

There was a strong threat, and in the sky, the figure of three blood gas surged showed its shape.

"It's a great courage." Qi Luo, the evil monk of Shahai, saw that Lu Qingshan didn't escape or hide in the face of the impact of the three of them. He shouted. A huge palm print fell directly from the sky.

The palm print is blood.

But in the palm of his hand, there was a flicker of Sanskrit, with heavy pressure. It seemed to be pressing towards Lu Qingshan with the power of the whole world.

Lu Qingshan's heart moved. Peach blossoms flickered out of his body, like running thunder, surging up to meet the bloody palm print.

Boom---

The green sword light collided with the bloody palm print falling from the sky.

Compared with the two, in terms of size, it is like an embroidery on the upper palm.

But it seemed that the contrast was so different, but it made the bloody palm print tremble suddenly, and then disintegrated into the sky.

Qi Luo, the "evil monk of the Shahai", Ju Dao, and "blood soul" appeared one after another.

"Really have some means." Qi Luo looked at Lu Qingshan with some fear.

"I can't do anything with your means." Lu Qingshan looked at the three leaders of the sand bandits with flashing eyes.

"Why, I killed the old vulture's own disciple. The old vulture refused to come to avenge the disciple himself, but sent you three losers to die?"

"Sword repair is just blocking my random attack, but don't be too arrogant," Qi Luo shouted angrily, with sinister eyes. "To deal with you, a Yuan Ying friar, where the boss needs to do it himself, the three of us do it, we all look up to you!"

The vulture old man is really very cautious to build such a great force of sand bandits out of thin air in the Mogao desert.

Lu Qingshan thought.

He knew in his heart that the reason why the old vulture didn't show up was not that he really didn't come. He estimated that he was hiding in the dark to observe the war.

After all, he is so aboveboard. The suspicious vulture old man is also afraid of being a trap. He deliberately leads him to appear, so as to surround and kill him. Therefore, he doesn't appear first and asks his men to test the truth first.

As soon as Qi Luo's voice fell, his palms waved. In an instant, there were seven bloody palm prints, which roared over the sky and the sun, driving the strong evil spirit and ferocity.

Lu Qingshan's thought flashed, and the peach blossom circled and moved. He was about to shoot out again.

But at this time, he felt something, so he pressed the flying sword slightly.

Followed by a huge palm print, in which there is also a Sanskrit flicker.

The only difference is that this palm print is gold.

Behind this golden palm print is a little monk in a light red cassock.

Juezhen, little monk.

After listening to Lu Qingshan's suggestion, he followed him to giant bear city. He really waited for the evil monk in the sand sea.

So without any hesitation, the little monk immediately helped Lu Qingshan.

With the palm print in front and the little monk behind, he rose like King Kong.

One palm to seven.

Boom!

The golden palm print and the bloody palm print roared against each other, as if they could destroy the sky and the earth.

The aftershock of terror flashed away and formed an aperture of blood and gold in the air.

The golden palm prints struck by little monk juezhen were as powerful as bamboo, soared forward, broke the seven bloody palm prints layer by layer, and finally blasted at qiluo with a sudden change in his face.

Qi Luo hurriedly raised his palm to meet the attack. The Sanskrit twinkled. The palm emitted a bloody light, just like the evil claw of the nether world.

Two palms touch each other.

Bang!

The little monk juezhen stood still, but Qi Luo's arm was convulsed and almost deformed.

In the city, the monks of the giant bear tribe who are releasing their divine knowledge to watch the war and the monks of many other tribes who are hiding in the giant bear city can see their eyes twinkle at this time.

"Why is there another little monk?"

"The monk is not simple. He can break Qi Luo's arm with one palm!"

........

The vulture old man, who was lurking in the dark and watching all this, could not help frowning at the moment when he felt that he really appeared, "is this the bottom card of the sword repair..."

If it's just this, it won't pose a great threat to him

But the information is uncertain. The vulture old man is still not ready to act rashly. His preparation is to observe the situation and remain as motionless as a mountain.

As for the safety of his men

How could he care about such things?

........

"It's you..." Qi Luo murmured, looking at the positive look on his face.

"I taught you the great mercy seal that day, but I didn't want to be repaired into this great blood seal by you," said little monk juezhen slowly, looking at qiluo. "But the great mercy seal lost its meaning of compassion, but its power was very weak."

"I'll bear in mind that you've passed on my magic power. I don't want to do it to you. Don't force me." facing juezhen, qiluo said word by word.

"On that day, I was soft hearted, but it created a great evil," said little monk juezhen, clasping his hands and solemnly. "This evil is caused by me, and naturally it should be ended by me."

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" said chiro hoarsely.

In this case, no amount of nonsense is meaningless!

With a roar, Qi Luo's body seemed to burn, and countless black blood gas rose up, like an evil ghost, launching a powerful attack on juezhen.

Bang!

He punched fiercely and the blood Mark came out again, but there were countless black blood gas on it.

These black blood gases are the evil skills he developed by collecting the human blood essence. They can pollute all kinds of magic tools and spells. They also have unparalleled corrosive power. Combined with the original strong seal of mercy, they can be called just with Yin.

Little monk juezhen, with a solemn appearance, drank softly and performed the Buddhist treasure art.

A dazzling rising sun appeared behind him, wrapped him in brilliant golden light, like a divine ring.

Hiss, hiss, hiss----

The countless black blood gas meets the golden light, just like ice and snow meets the oven, which evaporates and disappears in an instant.

The rising sun behind little monk juezhen is shining brightly. It is very holy, just like a Holy Buddha.

His hands were covered with Sanskrit. In an instant, a towering light burst out and hit Kira. The golden waves were vast and terrible.

"Qiluo, let's help you!" the ghost evil Dao Ju Dao and the blood soul roared, and made moves at the same time to join the battle.

A huge beheading knife appeared in Ju Dao's hand, on which the ghost haunted.

The soul resenting sabre, an evil magic weapon, is a terror magic weapon refined by cutting off the heads of innocent people and imprisoning their souls.

Cut it out with one knife. There are countless souls, sharp teeth and claws.

While crossing this side, there is a frightening blood soul Dharma phase behind him, which is integrated into the body.

His flesh suddenly expanded, and terrible blood lines appeared.

The fierce siege of the three felt real.

Ju Dao cuts it out with one knife, and the sound is deafening like lightning.

Zedu turned into a ferocious beast, with a huge body and the potential to sweep thousands of troops. It blew out one punch after another. Each punch was strong enough to shock a mountain peak.

However, little monk juezhen took over all of them with the protection of his precious phase, and shook the leaders of the three sand bandits, which was not weak at all.

Buddhist skills are so resistant and wear-resistant. If they are really shortcomings, they are obvious. They are not good at strong attack and lack explosive power.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a sword repair famous for its explosion on the field.

"These three people seem to have forgotten who they came for..." Lu Qingshan murmured.

In the next moment, his mind moved, killing sword and silence penetrating sword were blessed on the peach blossom at the same time.

With a whoosh, the peach blossoms flew out.

"The power of flying sword by peach blossom is far less than that of dragon and sparrow. However, even so, with the blessing of sword intention, it is absolutely enough to deal with these Yuan Ying's later physical cultivation!" Lu Qingshan secretly said in his heart.

When the sword is repaired to the level of Yuanying, the power of flying sword largely depends on its attached sword meaning.

Whether it's killing sword or killing penetrating sword, it's like that radish with mutton, which can be called a perfect match for the improvement of the power of flying sword!

Boom!

When the peach blossoms suddenly rose, the speed directly soared to 35 times the speed of sound.

At the moment when the flying sword broke out, the surrounding space seemed to roar.

A dazzling sword light went straight to the Youming evil Dao, Ju Dao.

"What?" feeling the terror of peach blossom, Ju Dao's face changed greatly. He quickly waved a knife to block this flying sword.

Dang!

A metal crash exploded in the sky.

"No!" Ju Dao shouted in horror.

Because the power of the flying sword was too powerful. Although he tried his best to resist, the soul resentment knife in his hand trembled out under the force of terror.

"Stop!" Ju Dao's eyes were red and his flesh was shining.

He's physical cultivation. How can he not even stop a flying sword!

Ju Dao thought in his heart.

Brush!

On the flying sword, suddenly there was a cold flash.

Hidden in it, the silent penetrating sword with no hair was intended to burst out suddenly at this time.

Following the cold light of the Buddha on the young monk Yaomu Yuzhen, he ran through the abdomen of Ju Dao with a flying sword.

The great power and murderous intention, that is, as a Yuanying body cultivation, are not the enemies of unity.

When the flying sword entered the body, Ju Dao suddenly felt like chaff and shook violently.

After a breath, with a bang, the whole person of the giant knife exploded into a blood mist and had no power to return to heaven.

It turned out that when peach blossom entered Ju Dao's body, it directly released countless sword Qi to break its essence and break its Yuanying.

Youming evil Dao, Ju Dao, die!

Up to now, Lu Qingshan has just made a sword and passed a breath!

"Are those two superior artistic conception?!" at this time, all the monks watching the war in the dark were stunned.

Lu Qingshan's sword has two meanings, and both artistic conception are superior artistic conception.

What a terrible thing is this?

If you can understand a superior artistic conception, the friar can be happy to go out, so as to condense the superior Taoist seed. At that time, even among the virtual friars, they can be regarded as strong hands.

The sword cultivation in front of me actually understood the two superior artistic conception, and judging by their power, the realm of these two artistic conception is definitely not low.

What kind of prestige has the artistic conception of this realm reached with the flying sword?

"It must be the sword repair from the sword washing pool!" someone muttered.

Such a strong sword cultivation can only come from a famous school!

The monks soon found that their shock seemed to come too early.