I, a Demon Slayer Girl, is Invincible!

He Qingfei chuckled, "It seems that you want to lure the enemy? How are you all?"

The Great Elder smiled, "So, wouldn't it be the best?"

The Hall Master Chenxing also nodded. With their strength, they are not afraid of playing tricks. The Lanzhou court's hard power is not as good, and the rest of the means are useless.

Song Qingwen showed a cruel smile, "Even if Lanzhou is captured by the capture of the prefecture and shepherd's house, as for the court's expectations, it is nothing more than the self-destruction of the formation.

"But they definitely don't know that I brought the Wanlei Suppression Prison Tower of Shenxiao Dao. This treasure can suppress even the thunder when the world of Hongmeng was first determined. It is a first-class Taoist protector."

As soon as these words came out, the Hall Master Chenxing and the Great Elder were stunned for a moment, and a slight fluctuation flashed in their hearts.

'He actually brought a fairy weapon! Alas, if I hadn't already boarded a boat with someone from the Dao of God, I would have killed people and captured treasures. ’ Chenxing Palace Master regretted in his heart.

The first elder also thought in his heart, 'The treasure of my morning star hall is just a top-level Yuanjing Taoist device...'

"As expected of a real top-level Daoist like Shenxiao Dao, it has a lot of money. It would be great if he could kill people and win treasures..."

Song Qingwen smiled. He knew that most of the thoughts of these two people were spinning in their hearts, but well, greed is human nature.

At this time, the Morning Star Palace had already been deeply bound together with them, and they had committed such a big crime that they could only go one way to the dark, so he exposed the Wanlei Prison Tower unabashedly.

"Let's go down." Song Qingwen drove the escaping light and landed at the door of the state shepherd's house.

At this time, there was no more traffic in front of the prefecture and shepherd's house, and only a few sparrows were left on the open space. As the four True Monarchs landed, they flew away.

At this moment, the gate of the State Shepherd's House opened.

"Four, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhuang Jing was dressed in armor, her aura was like abyss, and her eyes were full of determination.

Chapter 182 Chapter 180 No ambush?

Song Qingwen glanced at Zhuang Jing, and found that he was not an unlawful figure, so he was too lazy to say a word.

He raised his hand and pointed at the opponent. The bright electric light on his fingertips converged into a blue-purple light gun, and shot him at a terrifying speed that surpassed the speed of human reaction.

Shenxiao Daojing-Purple Electric Light Gun.

With Zhuang Jing's speed, it was absolutely impossible to dodge this shot, but he didn't want to dodge either.

The rudimentary form of the Xuanwu Dharma flashed by his side, blocking the blow, but a hole appeared above the Dharma.

Zhuang Jing looked at Song Qingwen with solemn eyes.

"Are you from Shenxiao Dao? Are you not afraid of destroying your family if you participate in the rebellion?"

Whether it is Fa Xiang or Yuan Jing, they are among the best in the world, and naturally they cannot be unknown.

In the past few days, the four Yuanjings have shot several times, and Jing Yaosi has already guessed, but it has never been confirmed.

But at this time, Zhuang Jing faced Song Qingwen and finally determined his Taoist skills.

Song Qingwen looked at Zhuang Jing with playfulness in his eyes, bloodthirsty in the corner of his mouth, and the electric light in his hand lit up again.

"My eyesight is good. I am indeed a person of the divine way. Do you want to guess who I am... Who?"

When Song Qingwen said the last word "who", the terrifying electric light gun burst out again!

In the face of the overwhelming terrifying electric light, Zhuang Jing moved!

He does not retreat but advances!

The thick basalt form of the law covered his body, and the majestic momentum spread.

At this time, Zhuang Jing did not spill any true energy. Facing Yuan Jing, he had to concentrate all of his strength to be able to win.

Cracks appeared on the ground. This was the foundation built by the prefectural and shepherd's house with the top-level rune steel that was said to be able to support the mountain!

This can only show that Zhuang Jing at this time is heavier than a mountain!

boom!

And this human-shaped mountain is rushing towards Song Qingwen without hesitation.

His punches can shatter the stars!

In the face of this terrifying blow from the opponent, the three Yuanjings beside Song Qingwen simultaneously disappeared into their Yuanjing realm.

And Song Qingwen's eyes moved slightly, as if frightened, and did not respond.

But just as Zhuang Jing's punch was about to come, Song Qingwen's body was like a foam, blown by the fist wind, and instantly disintegrated into electric ions.

"Impossible, I didn't hit him at all?!" Zhuang Jing's eyes widened, her heart full of alertness.

At this moment, his figure suddenly stagnated, and a sense of crisis was born behind him.

Zhuang Jing's heart was tense, and she hardly had time to react. He just subconsciously urged the prototype of the dharma image, when a piercing pain came from behind him, and a long spear made of electric light penetrated from his chest and exploded instantly. Come on.

Zhuang Jing's face was pale, and she spat out a mouthful of golden high-energy blood.

"when…"

If he slowed down the time a thousand times, he would be able to clearly see the whole process. After Song Qingwen's figure collapsed, he appeared behind him almost instantly, and the electric light in his hand spread rapidly and condensed into a stun gun.

Then, with a stab, a terrifying electric light swept through, and Zhuang Jing was severely injured in an instant.

A wry smile appeared in Zhuang Jing's eyes, clutching his chest, Lei Guang paralyzed his body, and he couldn't even escape.

Even though he had expected Yuanjing's strength, he never expected to be so strong.

This terrifying strength gap is like a moat, separated between the two.

"Farewell." Song Qingwen once again condensed a stun gun in his hand, raised it, and aimed it at Zhuang Jing's head.

The other three Yuanjings showed their bodies from the void and didn't say anything. They just nodded to Song Qingwen so easily defeating a quasi-dharma-sign.

For them, this should be the case, this is the prestige of Yuanjing.

Before entering the realm for temporary avoidance, I just thought that Song Qingwen would definitely be able to handle it, leaving space for him to fight.

At this moment, at this moment, the pattern of the Taoist formation lit up on the ground.

Zhuang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you finally ready?"

Song Qingwen and San Yuanjing's eyes suddenly changed, and they found that a powerful invisible force bound their bodies, making it difficult for them to move.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of brilliance flashed, and a powerful teleportation force spread.

Zhuang Jing closed her eyes and tried her best to recover from the injuries in her body.

According to his and Zhou Mu's plan, next, the four True Monarchs will be forcibly teleported to the deepest part of the great formation, and then he will restrain one of them so that he cannot activate the Yuanjing Domain.

In the end, the entire formation was detonated, and one or two Yuanjings were permanently buried.

Yes, one or two, Zhuang Jing and Zhou Mu both understood Yuanjing's power, and had no plans to build it for one battle.

They thought from the beginning to the end that they just killed one or two people to make it easier for the court to counterattack in the future.

Suddenly, Zhuang Jing felt the wave of teleportation disappear. He opened his eyes and prepared for his final battle.

"Daomen's chops, your grandfather Zhuang Jing is here!"

"Huh?" Zhuang Jing's eyes widened and she froze on the spot.

In front of him was not the four Yuanjings he imagined, but the underground conference room of the State Shepherd's Mansion, where many people from the Jing Yao Division were preparing healing elixir.

"This..." Zhuang Jing was at a loss for words. Suddenly, he saw the figure of Zhou Mu.

"Lord Zhou Mu, what's going on at this time?" Zhuang Jing was full of doubts, and didn't even care about her injuries.

Zhou Mu's eyes were complicated, as if rejoicing, but also somewhat relieved.

He heard Zhuang Jing's question, raised the Taoist communication device in his hand, shook it, and said in a complicated tone.

"Just now, I received a summons..."

…

Peng!

The four figures of Yuanjing suddenly appeared in a wasteland outside the state capital.

As soon as the teleportation ended, Song Qingwen immediately sacrificed the supreme treasure of Shenxiao Dao, Wanlei Zhen Prison Tower.

The golden and exquisite pagoda appeared in the center of his palm, and instantly enlarged into a golden tower with a height of hundreds of meters.

The golden pagoda enveloped the four Yuanjing Zhenjun, and Song Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"With this treasure, at the level of the Lanzhou Prefecture Grand Array, even if it explodes, it can only be shaken slightly."

"You can sit back and relax."

This high-level sect's behavior made the two Yuan Jing of Chenxing Hall envy for a while.

But time passed by and nothing happened. He Qingfei reached out her spiritual sense and frowned.

"Outside... It seems that there is no ambush, just a wasteland?"

The three Yuanjings were stunned for a moment, and all of them reached out their spiritual senses, but they did not find anything.

Song Qingwen put away the Wanlei Town Prison Tower with a strange expression and said.

"Lanzhou court, just sending us here with such great effort?"

Chapter 183 Chapter 181 Are there only four of you?

The other three Yuanjing also showed surprise on their faces.

Strange indeed.

It's like when you're ready for the fifth floor, but find your opponent is on the first floor...

The Palace Master of Chenxing frowned, "Could it be that they prepared something that we didn't find out?"

"I don't think so." He Qingfei shook her head. Because of the cultivation technique, her spiritual sense was extremely powerful. She had a good insight into the surroundings and the underground just now.

But still nothing, this is just an ordinary wasteland.

The first elder couldn't help laughing, "Just such a wasteland, is the last resort of the Lanzhou court?"

"They don't expect us to get lost, do they? Hahaha."

As soon as these words came out, even He Qingfei, who had always been cold, showed a smile, and the four of them all laughed.

However, at this moment.

The figures of the four True Monarchs froze suddenly, and the smiles froze on their faces.

Yuan Jing's powerful inspiration made them instinctively look towards the sky, where an unbelievably powerful coercion was coming.

The Great Elder was shocked and widened his eyes. In his field of vision, above the skyline, there was a golden-red sun rising from the void.

Infinite light, infinite heat, infinite radiation.

"Then... what is that?" An inexplicable panic clenched his heart.

puff.

He Qingfei's mouth, nose and eyes were overflowing with blood, and she was the first to break free from this state by relying on the power of divine sense.

With fear in her eyes, her divine sense reached out and awakened the three Yuanjing beside her.

"It's the power of the mind! There are top warriors!"

The three of Song Qingwen were touched by her spiritual sense and sobered up.

The Lord of the Morning Star Palace was deeply concerned, "Who is it? Just the power of the mind overflowing, can it shock the four of us?"

Song Qingwen gritted his teeth, his pupils clenched, he was afraid, and the pressure at this moment reminded him of the past.

The golden red and shining sun in the distance dyed half of the sky red, bursting with terrifying and dazzling rays of light, but the four true monarchs still used their spiritual power and watched intently.

I saw a figure floating at an unbelievably fast speed that seemed to be slow.

Her white clothes are fluttering, her black hair is dancing lightly, she is elegant and beautiful, and she is as beautiful as a fairy, but in those clear and translucent blood pupils, there is a lifetime of pride.

In an instant, Gu Qingan appeared above the four True Monarchs. She looked down at the four Primordial Kings with contempt.

"Just the four of you?"

Song Qingwen clearly felt the undisguised contempt, but he still tried to speak at Gu Qingan's strength.