parentshiftbook Chapter 316 Assassination! White Gui Fog Array!
Chapter 316 Assassination! White Gui Fog Array!
afternoon.
Izumo, West Coast, Sunless Peak.
This is the second dojo of Wuzong, Wurifeng Dojo.
Qin Fan and Tang Jingquan walked along the stone steps to the dojo hidden in the clouds and snow.
"kill!"
There were three hundred warriors in the Yuantian clan, all dressed in warrior clothes.
But that doesn't change the result.
I saw Qin Fan's two sword fingers lightly slashed out, and a icy sword qi slashed out diagonally, and the cold light broke through the air and went straight to the direction of the top of the mountain.
call out!
Puff puff!
Three hundred warriors of the Yuantian clan were instantly cut in half.
There is a terrifying frozen power above the sword qi, which directly shreds them and turns them into fragments that fall down.
Tang Jingquan's face was ashen.
This is simply a disaster!
Qin Fan seemed to have just done a trivial thing, and in a flash, he came to the front of the mountain gate.
The mighty divine sense instantly found the medicine field that Tang Jingquan said in the area of 500 meters in the direction of the back mountain.
"There are actually six thousand-year-old elixir!"
Qin Fan's eyes were shocked, and he couldn't believe that Wuzong's heritage was not weaker than the three major sects of Jiangnan West Road.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Fan came to the medicine field, and no one dared to stop him.
He recognized at a glance that these elixir were transplanted from other places and did not belong to Yingzhou.
Although there is a spirit gathering formation around the medicine field, there is no spirit energy here, only the essence of plants and trees is gathered, which has limited effect on the growth of spirit medicine.
"More than seventy years ago, Yingzhou should have grabbed a lot of semi-spiritual medicines and spiritual medicines from the land of Xia.
"Unfortunately, of the six thousand-year-old elixir, only three cannot be used to refine the Heavenly Grade Foundation Establishment Pill, but refining the Spiritual Concentration Pill is not bad."
Qin Fan didn't waste time and walked into the medicine field.
There are many Wuzong powerhouses around, but looking at it from a distance, his eyes are full of anger, and he dare not make a move.
In the medicine field, in addition to six stunted elixir, there are hundreds of half elixir.
But there is no old medicine.
It seems that the old medicine does not deserve to be planted here.
Qin Fan was not polite.
Half an hour later, when he walked out of the medicine garden, all the old medicines were collected by him.
He also dismantled the Spirit Gathering Array, and obtained a half-meter-sized Hanyu Stele.
Also, it's way too big.
There are also many Xia Guo characters on it, which were obviously stolen from Xia Guo.
If this thing is brought back to Phoenix Mountain, the speed of the gathering speed of the Spirit Gathering Array in Phoenix Mountain will be greatly increased by four or five times!
Instead, he stayed directly at Wuri Peak and made pills on the spot.
Wu Zong had few survivors and took the opportunity to escape.
A day later, Qin Fan refined five heavenly grade foundation pills and more than 20 earth grade foundation pills.
The first-grade concentrating spirit pills were quite numerous, with more than 20 pills.
In the absence of energy bodies such as the Millennium Ghost King to supplement spiritual consciousness, the Concentration Pill is a relatively good choice.
"There are still too few Heavenly Grade Foundation Establishment Pills, at least 20. I hope that there will be more gains before entering the Taoist temple."
Qin Fan put away the medicinal pills, Wu Rifeng was done, and he was about to leave.
Qin Fan called Tang Jingquan and looked at the navigation on his mobile phone: "You said earlier that the sect master of the Shadow Sect is practicing in the Golden Pavilion Temple in Kyoto, and the Golden Pavilion Temple is less than 400 kilometers away from here."
"Let's go now, we should be there before sunset."
Tang Jingquan, like a tool man, followed Qin Fan with an expressionless face, but she did not despair, she still had hope.
"It's been a day, and the royal father should have arranged it. Shadow Sect will definitely kill Master Qin halfway."
"The ninjas of Shadow Sect are unparalleled in the world. They master unpredictable shikigami. Thirty-six white ghosts are the best at assassination. Even if Master Qin cannot be prevented from going to the Golden Pavilion Temple, it is absolutely impossible for him to go to the Golden Pavilion Temple unscathed. ."
"Master Miyamoto cultivates the immortal king's power, the Buddha Dharma is boundless, and he is nicknamed the Evil Buddha. He is no weaker than Master Iga Fazheng. He will definitely be able to kill Master Qin, and he will be ashamed of the country."
After a few minutes.
The two took the light rail up.
Kyoto, located in the inland high mountains, has been a battleground for the shogunate forces of Yingzhou since ancient times.
Today, the heavy snow has stopped, and the warm sun has appeared. All the way to the north, the fog spreads thousands of miles, which is very spectacular.
Qin Fan closed his eyes, ate the Heavenly Grade Foundation Building Pill, and slowly improved his cultivation.
At three o'clock in the afternoon.
When the light rail passes through a valley running north-south.
Boom boom boom!
Dozens of loud, earth-shattering noises came without warning, awakening Qin Fan.
"Is this the sound of explosives?"
Immediately after.
Both sides of the body avalanche, the light rail derailed, one head hit the mountain, and five trains turned out in an instant.
Qin Fan reacted very quickly, and before the carriage was submerged by the avalanche, he took Tang Jingquan out of the carriage.
Qin Fan flew out several hundred meters with Tang Jingquan and fled to a safe area, but the light rail train had been submerged in the heavy snow.
Taniguchi was also covered by heavy snow and falling rocks, and the escape route was completely blocked.
The terrifying fog and snow made the visibility of the entire valley no more than five meters.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless white shadows shuttled through the white fog, rushing from all directions, and quickly gathered towards Qin Fan.
Occasionally, a cold light flashed in the white fog, which was terrifying.
"Come on, thirty-six white ghosts!"
"Master Miyamoto, thirty-six white ghosts have really been dispatched!"
Tang Jingquan felt it, his blood was boiling, and his eyes were wet.
Why the white ghost?
Thirty-six white ghosts, these are the most elite ninjas of Shadow Sect. They may not be as powerful as martial arts masters, but they all carry Shikigami white ghosts.
Each shikigami white ghost possesses an incomparably powerful spiritual power, comparable to a thousand-year-old ghost king. Together, they can create a white ghost fog formation, and martial arts masters also need to be recruited.
Qin Fan also found out that it was an elaborate assassination.
His consciousness tried to fly out of his eyebrows, trying to cover a thousand miles, but his consciousness could only cover an area of ten meters.
Going out, it was distorted by a powerful mental ability, and hallucinations appeared, and the captured pictures were all hallucinations.
shhhhhh!
Qin Fan spread out his five fingers and shot out the sword energy of martial arts, hitting five white shadows in the white mist.
The white shadow instantly turned into smoke and dissipated, just a phantom.
Qin Fan looked at Tang Jingquan: "What is this?"
Tang Jingquan sneered: "When they beat you, you will know."
Just finished.
Chu Chu Chu!
Chu Chu Chu!
Gunshots rang out.
At least thirty-six reunion rifles sounded, and fire snakes covered the area where Qin Fan was.
Qin Fan's reaction speed was fast, but he was still hit in the chest by more than thirty 762-caliber bullets.
These rifle-caliber bullets, with a sufficient number, can still penetrate their icy profound energy and cause damage to him!
"rifle?"
Qin Fan's eyes sank, he didn't expect these killers to use hot weapons.
Whoosh!
The figure flashed, and Tang Jingquan merged into the white mist and disappeared.
Those ghostly white mist phantoms are indeed ingenious, but Qin Fan also has a way of hiding and hiding from the sky!
Brush brush!
In the thick fog, wherever Qin Fan passed, countless phantoms immediately formed, it was hard to tell the truth from the fake!
However, the ghost-like white fog phantom that was everywhere followed closely behind.
Qin Fan thought he had dodged, but the sound of gunfire followed.
Qin Fan can only retreat here.
His consciousness was suppressed, the fog locked his eyesight, and he couldn't find the perpetrator at all.
Tang Jingquan said with a sneer: "Master Qin, your doomsday is here. Thirty-six white ghosts are equal to thirty-six thousand-year-old ghost kings. You can't resist it alone."
"Moreover, the white ghost body hasn't appeared yet. See those white fog phantoms. Those are just clones of the white ghost's spiritual power."
"The white ghost fog formation can kill the pinnacle of foundation building, and in such a white fog terrain, the power of the white ghost fog formation will triple!"
"Thirty-six white ghost shikigami, they share information and act in sync with each other. Twenty years ago, Zhou Ziheng sacrificed a "Daomen general" in order to break the white ghost fog formation, and the result was thirty-six white ghosts. The ghost is devoured."
"The Taoist god will be absorbed by the three masters, the White Ghost Shikigami, and the strength will be further improved. The current strength, I am afraid that the congenital cultivator will die when he comes."
"You have no chance."
"Enlightenment! Hahaha!"
When Qin Fan heard this, he nodded immediately: "So it is."
He said how he couldn't hide, and when he was found, all guns were pointed at him.
It turns out that these white ghosts form an existence similar to an information network to share information.
A wandering spirit found him, and the other Shikigami locked his position.
shhhhhh!
Hundreds of cold lights immediately cut through the white fog. Although the speed was not as fast as a bullet, it was sharper and instantly covered his position.
These are shuriken, killed from a hundred meters away.
boom!
Qin Fan's body immediately turned into a field, blocking all the shuriken.
But the next moment, the rifle sounded again, pouring down on Qin Fan's area like raindrops.
"A group of shrinking turtles, let's stop here."
Qin Fan was provoked, and while dodging the bullet, he raised one hand, and a golden thunder ball quickly gathered together, the thunder burst, and the thunder was deafening.
This is Gengjin Xuanlei!
The thunderball quickly became one meter huge and was thrown into the air by Qin Fan at a height of 100 meters.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
The thunderball that lost Qin Fan's control swelled in an instant, spit out thunder and lightning frantically, and the golden lightning struck instantly through the sky, submerging the area of a thousand meters.
The entire valley was instantly covered by Gengjin Xuanlei!
In the valley, it immediately turned into a sea of golden thunder and lightning.
"Hoohoho!"
"Ahhh!"
The thunder and lightning fell, and countless shrill screams spread within a radius of hundreds of meters.
In the valley, it is like hell!
What is rolling?
This is!
Qin Fan's big move directly turned the radius of kilometer into a ruined Jedi.
No one can escape!
"It is rumored that Master Qin is holding divine punishment, it turns out to be true!"
Tang Jingquan was so frightened that he knelt on the ground when he saw Qin Fan's means, his eyes almost popping out.
She thought that Qin Fan's Xueluo was already his most supreme supernatural power.
But the golden thunder that devoured the thousand-meter valley was more terrifying than Xueluo's world. It was brutal and crushed everything.
Qin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were finally no longer blocked, and so did his divine sense, seeing countless figures being blasted into coke in the sea of thunder and lightning.
I also saw many thousand-year-old ghost king-level shikigami, twisted and mourned under the attack of thunder and lightning.
"It's a great gift."
"Thirty-six thousand-year-old ghost kings!"
Qin Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath. With these shikigami, it is not impossible for his spiritual cultivation to at least reach the late stage of the contemplative state, and even to step into the contemplative peak.
at this time.
Below the valley ten thousand meters high, there were dozens of roars.
Immediately afterwards, white light illuminated the sky and quickly zoomed in above Qin Fan and Tang Jingquan's heads.
The sky seems to be cracked!
"This...is this a missile?"
"Sixteen?!"
Qin Fan had just regained his calm gaze, and instantly became fierce, pulled Tang Jingquan, and once again took the nine-day dragon step, turning into a golden dragon and rushing towards the outside of the valley.