Nightfall Chapter 41: Burning Red Lotus Temple

Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 41 Burning Honglian Temple

The iron arrow exploded violently, and the black peach blossoms in the rain were exploded in pieces and fell apart. The scales on the small iron cylinder made a screaming sound and shot towards Long Qing's body.

Long Qing screamed angrily and forced out his body. In the autumn rain, countless heaven and earth vitality were summoned and turned into countless transparent shields, layered on top of him.

The invisible heaven and earth vitality shield, after all, is not a real metal shield, and Long Qing is not the pinnacle powerhouse of martial arts. Although the screaming metal piece is weakened by these heaven and earth vitality shields, it still affects him. His black robes were cut into strands, and blood spilled from those tiny wounds.

The more terrifying thing is the flames and scorching air waves produced by the explosion itself. At that moment, the rain in front of the Red Lotus Temple was shining extremely brightly, and then quickly burned into a white mist with a squeaking sound.

At the moment when the explosion began, Long Qing changed the direction of his charm-like figure, tapping on the wet ground with his toes, and drifting backward with the natural flow of the breath of heaven and earth and the driving force of the air waves. Floating from the gate of the temple to the ruined main hall, the body slammed into the clay sculpture of Arhat statue.

The smoke and dust were filled, the Luohan image was broken into several pieces, a mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated, because he could not understand many things that happened today.

Previously talking with Ning Que about the Tianyu and Pluto matters was actually a means for him to delay time. However, he clearly watched the black rain fall on Ning Que's body, but why did it take so long, Ning Que Still looking as usual, there is no sign of poisoning at all.

What he could not understand most was that the development of a weapon like the Yuan Thirteen Arrows on the second floor of the academy could help Ning Que cross the border and resist his fate. It is already unimaginable. As a result, the academy is still in the Yuan ten The little thing that will explode is added to the three arrows. Is the academy going against the sky?

Long Qing supported the broken Arhat statue, stood up with difficulty, looked bitterly at the looming black carriage outside the temple, and let out an extremely chilling cry.

But the next moment, his howling stopped abruptly.

Because the second iron arrow has arrived.

There was another explosion.

Followed by the third arrow, the fourth arrow. -<>-Net.

Explosions continued to occur. The inner wall of the temple was broken and the beam was destroyed. The Luohan image turned into powder. The flame ignited the yellow dirty mantle and the dumped wooden beam. The fire burst into the sky.

The entire Red Lotus Temple was on fire, suddenly illuminating the somewhat gloomy world in the autumn rain.

In the burning temple, a roar of pain suddenly sounded like a beast. The roar was full of negative emotions such as anger, violence, resentment, and killing, which made people want to cover their ears.

The sparks flew, and then was extinguished by the autumn rain.

Long Qing walked out, scorched everywhere on his body, and looked extremely embarrassed. The blood from the wounds was evaporated and dried by the scorching air, full of a stench.

The silver mask on his face is missing, revealing the half of his face that had been hidden.

The half of his face is red and swollen, and it looks like a peach.

Not old injuries, but new pains.

Longqing has a natal black peach blossom body. At the most dangerous moment, it bursts out a domineering breath, isolating the real flame from the body, but it can't isolate the heat and temperature transmission.

Silver is one of the most conductive metals.

So the half of his face under his silver mask was the most burnt.

This is not the heaviest injury he has now.

But it was the scariest wound I looked at.

Several years ago, Ning Que shot and scrapped with an arrow in the wasteland Xueya. After that, he was like a walking dead, like a walking meat, be a beggar, played a second-rate romantic drama, and suffered all the eyes and torture of the world, Long Qing's handsome face is still No harm was suffered, just a few more scars, which not only did not damage its beauty, but added more charm.

Now that he has finally regained his powerful strength, he did not expect that soon after he set foot in the world again, he would encounter such a heavy blow and his face was finally ruined.

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Let the Yuan Thirteen Arrows turn into the Yuan Thirteen Arrows that can explode. This is a whimsical idea of ​​the disciples in the back mountain of the academy. It has just been successfully developed by Senior Brother Six, and Ning Que has not brought much on this trip. -<>-Net.

So he decided to save these five arrows for the most suitable time, and at the beginning, he thought that with the seven iron arrows, even if he couldn't kill Long Qing, he would at least make him seriously injured. However, he did not expect that at this time the arrow box was empty, there was only one iron arrow left on the string, and Long Qing was still not dead.

Ning Que felt even more chilling—Long Qing, whose face he thought was ruined, should be furious at this time and could no longer remain calm. However, when Long Qing walked out of the burning Red Lotus Temple, his eyes His emotions were still so cold, as if he didn't care about the scary burns on his face.

Sure enough, this person is not an ordinary life-saving expert. In terms of strength, he is almost close to Xiahou who was injured by Tang, and in terms of his mind, he is even more terrifying!

Looking at Long Qing, whose body was smoked like coal in the rain, but whose expression was as cold as ice, Ning Que felt a bit bitter in his lips, wondering if you really are the son of the king of Pluto?

Vaguely, Ning Que saw the shadow of Pluto. He wasn't sure if he saw it in Long Qing, but he was pretty sure that the shadow had fallen in the burning temple.

That means death.

And despair.

But Ning Que is a person who will never despair until he is sure of his death.

He looked at Long Qing and said: "Your story is very tragic, and your current image is also very tragic, but all this is meaningless, because you are destined to lose to me, and then keep losing to me, even if you are today If you can survive by chance, you will still lose to me in the future, because this is what Haotian is destined to do, so the more tragic your story, the more tragic and tragic the image you leave today, and the more ridiculous it will be in the legends of the spiritual world. ."

"When you are not confident or ready, you always like to talk so much nonsense."

Long Qing's expression is very calm, and his voice is also very calm, saying: "But as you said, tragic and vigorous and any means, at this moment, have no meaning, you will die today."

Autumn rain kept washing, the well character gradually faded, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The fallen knights waited in silence for a long time on the periphery. When the well character disappeared, without any command, some people rode uninjured steeds, others walked silently and attacked the black carriage.

These fallen knights were once strong men in the cavalry of the Temple of Xiling. Even those former retinues, after taking the sitting pill, also possessed the cultivation level of the Dongxuan realm.

The five cavalry commanders have all reached the upper realm of Dongxuan. Everyone can fight Ning Que for several rounds. As for the strongest purple ink commander, he is already standing on the top of the cave. The real state is similar to Ning Quecha, and he is also a powerhouse who is only one step away from knowing his fate!

Such a group of powerful people is enough to sweep those humble small countries. In fact, the Taoist altar of Longhushan Tianshi and many Taoist altars of Zhenwu Sect are also bloodbathed by these fallen knights.

On the other side of the black carriage, in front of the burning Red Lotus Temple, Long Qing once again summoned his natal black peach blossom, with a petal on it almost withered, which seemed to fall at any time.

But what he called was not a peach blossom, but a sword in the peach blossom.

An invisible Taoist sword with a pure black body slowly emerged from the black peach blossom.

Ning Que suddenly shook his head.

He turned around and ignored Prince Longqing behind him.

Instead, he aimed at the fallen knights with iron arrows.

The higher the level of practitioners, the more sensitive to danger.

Zi Mo is the strongest among the fallen knights, so his sensitivity is the most sensitive. When he found Ning Que was aiming at him, he did not hesitate to pour forward into the thick water of grass.

He used to be the commander of the Xilin Temple Cavalry and a professional soldier. He knew that if he wanted to save his life on the battlefield, he shouldn't cherish any grace and grace.

Ning Que was not ready to shoot him.

Because he knew that the degenerate leader of the Profound Cave Peak was very powerful, and he didn't necessarily get killed by an arrow.

The last iron arrow in his hand was shot at another fallen leader who was riding a horse.

There was a loud bang.

The fallen leader of the Dongxuan Upper Realm didn't have any chance to evade. The upper body was blasted to pieces by this iron arrow. After a while, the **** flesh fell from the sky like rain.

Papa, papa, the fragments of the corpse fell in the rain-filled grass, splashed with **** water, and some fell beside these fallen knights, even wiping their faces.

Clearly know that those pieces of meat that are still warm were their companions who lived and died at the moment, but the faces of these fallen knights did not show any excess emotion.

They just looked at the black carriage in silence and intent.

Seeing this scene, Ning Que once again confirmed that these masters in black robes are practitioners who really know how to kill, and they are opponents worthy of respect and even awe.

On the battlefield, the best way to respect your opponent is to kill him. When Ning Que decides to respect certain people very rarely, it often means that the most thorough and **** battle is about to begin.

Like every battle in the past years.

Sangsang habitually held the **** umbrella and was about to stand beside Ning Que. However, she suddenly felt that the cold air inside her body became a little strange, and coughed sadly.

Ning Que pushed her back on the soft couch in the carriage, jumped onto the carriage, closed the skylight with her feet, looked at the fallen knights not far away, and swiped it gently.

His first knife slashed to the cowl, cutting off the reins tied to the **** horse.

Although the big dark horse has the ability to break the reins on its own, Ning Que knows that this foolish guy seems exhausted and shameless, but in fact it is extremely affectionate. If he does not cut the reins, then it might really be stupid. Stay and accompany yourself to die with Sangsang.

Ning Que cut off the reins and returned the dark horse to freedom, which also means that he did not have much hope for being able to leave today.

A flying sword pierced through the air with bitterness.

Ning Que flipped his wrist, and Pu Dao slashed into the air.

A seemingly random knife, but the precision is unimaginable.

The thick and solid blade directly shook the flying sword away, just like a scavenger. He saw useless things in the garbage dump and picked it up into the sewer at random.

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