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Chapter 184: The first desperation in the monastic world

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Many people are fantasizing about the life of immortals, even the Buddhist masters in Qingfeng Temple.

What ordinary disciples fantasize about is a century of longevity, eating red fruits and feeding immortal birds. The pursuit of teachers and commanders of various sects will be higher, and they are not outside of traveling to the North Sea and living in Cangwu in the evening. If you can have a glimpse of the legendary immortal world during your lifetime, then your wish will be enough.

The Great Monk Duhua had imagined sitting in Lingshan with golden lotus, surrounded by several delicate female monks. Chen Ning entered the Tao with his sword and dreamed of seeing that he could truly fly a thousand miles a day at midnight. For example, now, by spending mana, floating in the air is more than ten times a hundred times higher than that.

But no one would ever imagine riding a rocket flying around, waving his hand and missiles like rain and mortars like clouds. In the eyes of these monks, modern firearms are simply magical tricks that cannot be used on the table. They not only look down on them, but also resist from the bottom of their hearts.

So when everyone was stunned when they saw dozens of missiles flying through the air and the silver warhead pointed directly at Xu Changsheng and the body of the original boy in the air.

Can it still be like this? Can it still be like this? The Second Artillery actually intervened? Is this the military's initiative or is it the arrangement of Xu Zhenren? It's too crazy.

Although there is no military fan in Qingfeng Temple, I still recognize that the missile flying in is actually an improved version of the FM-90 and Hongqi Seven. This is one of the standard features of the short-range surface-to-air missile and the Second Artillery.

Since it is short-range, it means that the straight-line distance at the launch end is no more than twenty kilometers. The Second Artillery is known as the most mysterious unit in China. It is known as the sword of the country. It actually came here for the battle of Qingfengguan. If it was arranged by Xu Zhenren, this influence would be amazing. Looking at the Chinese cultivation world, except for the leader of the Military Commission No. 1, the Second Artillery seems that only the old man in the military uniform in the founding Three Cauldrons has such power, and the other monks and Taoists may not be able to do it.

Suddenly, when he thought of Zhao Jingwo who had left in a hurry, Chen Ning and Master Xu Qing looked at each other unconsciously, and they were secretly speculating in their hearts that if I could not do this with Zhao Jingwo, it must be the old man of the Zhao family. This old man would not use the powerful weapon of the country because of his children and grandchildren. Now he is willing to mobilize the Second Artillery to take action, which shows how much he attaches importance to Xu Zhenjun.

Xu Zhenjun also took it as a shocking method and a far-reaching plan. If the two of them still couldn't see that Xu Zhenjun was planning the original child's extreme Yin body, then they would be a hundred years old. But how could the extreme Yin body disappear so easily? If Xu Zhenjun hadn't been refined with meteorites outside the sky, he would not have to hurt him at all. He had to completely break it up and destroy the innate spirit born from Yin City. Even this immortal sword would be difficult to do. The tnt in the missile is essentially a chemical substance, not within the genus of Yin and Yang, but within the five elements, it happened to be the best thing to restrain this innate Yin spirit.

But how is Xu Zhenjun preparing to detonate these missiles? Now the Yincheng Yuantong was turned into an air by the fairy sword. I am afraid that even if the missile hits, it may not be able to detonate, and it is even difficult to lock in the target.

The launchers of the Second Artillery were actually very depressed today. The superior's order was to let them launch the missile to a designated area above Qingfeng Mountain. Even this area was only transmitted a few minutes ago. The target was a sword-shaped metal object. Such a strange locking target made the most experienced veteran feel confused. But the command was the command, and the superior's order was clear, 'No need to ask why, just aim at the target and hit it!'

The grassroots soldiers in charge of the launching work heard a strong sense of dissatisfaction and indignation from their superiors, and they had a strange feeling that the superiors were actually not much better than them, and they seemed to be in a daze.

Thirteen FM-90s roared, and the silver warheads were about to kiss Xu Changsheng's hand holding the sword. This was a rare thing in the peace era and in the country. However, it was also considered to be the propaganda of the military and police. Qingfeng Mountain, the place where the military and police should not be the least military exercise, is conducting a huge military exercise. Not only did it use missiles, it was actually still live ammunition!

When the missile was still far away, Xu Changsheng abandoned the Yincheng Yuantong and flew back a hundred feet, converged the sword light, and held the Chixiao Sword in his palm. The thirteen FM-90 settings were to attack the Chixiao Sword, so naturally flew in front of him obediently. Malatang was about to scream when he saw that the old brother Xu's wrist was slightly shaken and drew countless circles. The thirteen missiles were actually driven by his sword force, and circled a beautiful arc in the sky, and then flew towards the Yincheng Yuantong's body under the guidance of the sword force.

Everyone looked at Xu Changsheng like a monster. These were thirteen missiles. If all of them exploded, it would be enough to sank Qingfeng Mountain! Is Xu Zhenren going to learn from the monks to be so desperate? Those bald heads who say Nirvana, Nirvana, and self-harm are never stingy with their physical bodies, but Taoists regard their physical bodies as more important than anything else. How can they be so dangerous?

In the midst of everyone's surprise, Xu Changsheng had already led thirteen missiles to the dead body of the vagina. The sword trembled, and a missile penetrated into each of the remaining bodies. Everyone was watching for no reason when they saw his sword light scattering. In an instant, they stabbed the thirteen swords, and the sword stabbed the missile's detonator fuse!

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

Thirteen flames suddenly burst out in the air, and finally connected into a huge sea of ​​fire. Fortunately, the Buddhist masters supported various magical arrays early, and the explosion was a hundred meters away from the ground. Otherwise, Qingfengguan could be razed to the ground in this moment!

"Amitabha, good, how good, what the hero Xu is, is that his heroic deeds are better than the act of killing oneself and entering hell with pride. It is not right, right? Xu Zhenren is even more desperate. He is really the most desperate person in my world of practice..."

This is one of the most powerful weapons among modern firearms. Monk Duhua, a half-step human immortal, dare not stand it. The monk thought that even if his Yin God and Golden Body were at the same time, he would achieve the Buddhist earthly realm Arhat fruit position, he would probably not be able to do anything like this.

There are a lot of beautiful donors and beauties in the church in this world, each with their own charm and charm. Every time I look at it, it will make the monk achieve great success... How good is it to be alive? Why bother to fight with strange things that are neither human nor ghost?

Except for Chen Ning and Taoist Master Xu Qing who knew Xu Changsheng very well, although he was frightened to see that Xu Zhenjun was too bold, but he was not worried about his life safety. Everyone thought that Xu Changsheng would be seriously injured even if he did not die. They all felt that this desperate effort was too unworthy. Malatang widened his eyes nervously. When he heard someone saying that Brother Xu was in danger, he would immediately get angry. Everyone saw that she was cute and knew that it was Xu Zhenren's fucking sister, but no one cared about her.

"The war has been completed, why are you so nervous?"

A person walked out of the gradually disappearing fire. It was Xu Changsheng, who was still fair in his face and apricot-colored Taoist robe. He didn't seem to be hurt?
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