Half an hour later, the helicopter stopped in an open field less than five kilometers from the base camp of the Lujia family.

There is a lot of water in Nanyang, and the base camp of the Lu family is a water village, which may be said to be a fortress on the water, similar to a water city like Venice, but the scale is naturally much smaller.

Of course, the Venetian water city is famous for its beautiful water scenery and distinctive buildings, and the base camp of the Lu family is obviously inferior to this, but when it comes to the tightness of the defense, the two sides are naturally not of the same grade.

Except for Qin Lang, the people who traveled with him were actually very cautious about the task of going straight to the Lu family's base camp, although they had to come to the battle, they had already done their best to be careful.

After all, everyone knows very well that the base camp of the Lu family is heavily defended, and it is very difficult to attack, and it is inevitable that there will be no casualties.

After getting off the helicopter, Qin Lang took ten warriors to the base camp of the Lu family, but they were blocked in front of the walled gate, and they encountered a lot of trouble.

Behind the closed fence gate, the Lu family is naturally ready to break through the fence gate, but behind the gate, there is a thin old man dressed as a monk who is shaking a small copper bell outside, and is doing the opening of the altar.

This scene is very different from the picture of the two groups of people facing each other fiercely, and it looks strange.

"What's going on?"

Qin Lang was strange, but the ten martial artists behind him screamed in unison, and they all fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, convulsing.

This sudden change made even Qin Lang feel surprised.

You must know that those martial artists are definitely the top level martial artists in Huaxia, although most of them are piled up by resources, no better than those martial arts who have been trained from life and death battles, but in the end, they also have martial arts level strength, and ordinary means have no impact on these martial artists at all.

However, the practice of a bad old man opening the altar made these powerful warriors lose their combat effectiveness in an instant, just like being poured with ecstasy soup.

Seeing this, Qin Lang knew that the thin old man who was shaking the bell was very strange.

"Hmph! This is the most famous head descending master in Nanyang that our Lu family invited, Master Kunsha, boy, kill so many people in my Lu family, destroy so many industries in my Lu family, let's die now!"

A man in a black suit next to him cursed at Qin Lang, and it seemed that he was also one of the direct members of the Lu family.

And as soon as the man in the black suit finished speaking, the head descending master Kunsha shook the bell louder, and the incantation in his mouth became more urgent, at this time, Qin Lang felt that with the shaking of the copper bell in his hand, wave after wave of attacks against the divine consciousness came straight to his brain.

The strength of this attack was not large, but it also made Qin Lang feel a little dizzy, and he quickly strengthened the resistance of his divine sense.

At the same time, he was also very puzzled in his heart, the old man in front of him was not a cultivator at all, but he actually knew the means of divine sense attack, although this kind of divine sense attack was not very strong, but it was also very good, even if the average cultivator in the Dan stage did not pay attention, he might be hit.

Nanyang's head descending master really lives up to its reputation!

On the other side of the fence, Kunsha, the head descender, was also sweating profusely, shaking the bell more and more urgently, obviously struggling.

He also wondered in his heart that his "sound drop" had been invincible in the past, but it didn't play a role in dealing with the Chinese young man in front of him, and he didn't know the reason.

There was no way, Kunsha could only urge the sound to descend even harder, and even, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of curse blood on the altar furnace in front of him, and as the curse blood spurted out, the blue furnace on the altar stove suddenly rose several meters high.

And as this spell blood spurted out, the head descending master Kunsha shook the bell more urgently and violently, and the tinkling sound penetrated into Qin Lang's divine consciousness like a fly, making Qin Lang upset.

"Stop arguing!"

Qin Lang suddenly let out a loud roar, and the invisible divine sense coercion counterattacked.

This is an overwhelming tide of divine consciousness, Qin Lang has almost no reservations in his irritability, all his divine consciousness is immersed in it, how powerful is the divine consciousness of the cultivator in the later stage of the Jiedan, it directly hit the head descending master Kunsha, shaking the whole person from the altar.

At the same time that the head descending master Kunsha was shaken away, he also spurted out a mouthful of old blood, obviously Qin Lang's divine sense attack caused him great damage, and after falling to the ground, this guy couldn't get up anymore, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Master Kunsha!"

"Master Kunsha!"

The other people inside the fence were calling anxiously, but at this time, the head descending division Kunsha was undoubtedly defeated in the round of battle just now, and lost all combat effectiveness.

And Qin Lang also felt a little tired after carrying out the divine sense attack, the round of divine consciousness attack just now consumed at least twenty percent of the divine consciousness in his sea of consciousness, and the price he paid was not small, but he was too upset by the bell of the head descending master, and he was so reckless under anger.

Otherwise, it is completely possible to achieve better attack results at the minimum cost, without wasting excess divine consciousness like just now.

Although the head descending master's descending technique is very strong, he is just an ordinary person, and even Qin Lang doesn't need to sacrifice his divine sense to fight back, only by withstanding the opponent's sound descending and casting a wave of sword duels, these people can be directly annihilated.

After all, the sword duel only consumes true qi, and the divine sense counterattack consumes the power of the primordial spirit, and it is too difficult to make one's primordial spirit stronger, and the consumption of restoring the true qi is much simpler.

After Qin Lang's divine sense counterattack was successful, the ten martial artists around him were still foaming at the mouth, and they were still convulsing when they fell to the ground.

Frowning, Qin Lang knew that he couldn't let the ten of them go, and then break into the water village alone, and for now he still managed to save them first.

He leaned down and picked the eyelids of these martial artists, and then took their veins to check the internal and external conditions of the ten martial artists who had been hit by the Descending Technique.

Sure enough, there were some changes in the bodies of these ten martial artists, and there were some invisible filaments wandering among the meridians, and it was these invisible filaments that were interfering with their bodies, destroying their meridians and viscera, making them so painful and convulsive now. 、

It is also thanks to Qin Lang that he is a cultivator, and he is a cultivator from the Heavenly Medicine Sect, who has medical experience far beyond that of Huaxia, so he can deal with the problems that cannot be explained by the world's scientific and technological medical skills.

At this time, Qin Lang injected a stream of true qi into the body of one of the martial artists, helping him expel these outsiders in his body.

Although those invisible filaments are terrifying, they are defeated under the drive of true qi, and once they are forced out of the body, they turn into silver and shiny ice threads like cow hair needles, slowly melting in the air, and finally leaving a trace of water stains, which is very magical.

And as the ice silk is forced out of the body, a small bleeding spot will appear on the surface of the warrior's skin, which is formed after being drilled by the invisible filament in the body.

Although Qin Lang couldn't explain the reason for the formation of this Nanyang Descending Technique, his current method of dealing with this Descending Technique was extremely effective, so he was doing it with all his might now.

About half an hour, Qin Lang once again woke up all ten martial artists.

Taking a breath, Qin Lang took a piece of spirit stone to restore the consumption of true qi, fortunately, the physique of these ten martial artists is stronger than that of normal people, and the meridians in their bodies are also strong and smooth, if it is the kind of blocked meridians of ordinary people, it is not so easy to get rid of these invisible filaments so quickly.

After the faint awakening, the ten martial artists knew that they had been hit by the descending technique before, and they were also very angry, and they had already started first without Qin Lang's orders, and they pounced in the direction of the fence one by one, preparing to destroy the fence gate of the water village first.

Now that the head descending master Kunsha has been seriously injured and fainted, I believe that there will be no more such an evil head descending division in the village, after all, the growth of the powerful head descending division is very difficult, and a small country like this in the South Seas often does not necessarily have one.

And when Qin Lang was recovering his true qi, he was also pressing these warriors in the rear, and with his subordinates taking the lead, he was happy to relax for a while now.

The gate of the fence was quickly destroyed, the gate opened, and the two sides first engaged in a round of gunfighting, and neither could help the other.

However, when the ten warriors gave full play to the strengths of their bodies, in the process of hand-to-hand combat, these guards in front of the gate were all unlucky, and they were killed one by one, these people are basically just ordinary people who know some fighting skills, and how can they fight against ten martial artists above the level of martial arts.

Just when ten warriors were killing and were about to superseduce, trouble appeared again.

The support inside the water village arrived, and ten transformers came at once, and all of them were sixth-level transformers.

The sixth-level transformer is the top-level transformer that can be studied in the laboratory, and each sixth-level transformer has a strength equivalent to the level of a martial king, which is much stronger than the half-finished transformers in those laboratories.

Or rather, there is no comparison between the two at all, one is a beast that can only fight by instinct, and the other is a fighting machine with intelligence.

Ten Martial King-level sixth-level reformers were beaten at once, and ten of Qin Lang's subordinates vomited blood and retreated, these ten Martial King-level sixth-level reformers were about the same strength as ordinary cultivators in the Dan Formation Period, and their abilities were weird, if they besieged together, even the current Qin Lang might feel more annoyed.

For example, a reformer who directly faced Qin Lang could actually partially nail some parts of his body, with an effect equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon, and his defense was amazingly strong, this guy was used as a meat shield to resist Qin Lang, while other reformers supported from both sides.

Dangdang!

Qin Lang seemed to be striking iron, hitting some part of this guy, that part was automatically paralyzed, and this guy's nervous reaction speed was fast, this is the biggest difference between the sixth-level transformers.

Their neural reaction ability is very fast, not much different from the current Qin Lang, and fast nerve reaction means fast action, so it is not easy for Qin Lang to deal with them.

Da Da

Just when Qin Lang was encircled, at this time, Qin Lang's reinforcements also arrived, and more than three hundred men and horses arrived in fifty or sixty helicopters, and I don't know which airport base camp this force copied and brought so many helicopters.

"Alliance leader, we're here to help you!"

As soon as the helicopter got off the helicopter, more than 300 people rushed to support.

All of a sudden, the situation reversed, Qin Lang didn't have to make any more moves, even if those ten transformers were capable of the sky, they were surrounded by such a sea of people tactics, they were powerless to return to the sky.

"Huh. Qin Lang could only smile ashamedly at this.

If you want to win these ten transformation people, although you can do it alone, but the effort and energy spent are too great, and now you can save worry and trouble, which is naturally better.

Qin Lang walked over at this time, fed a healing pill to the ten martial artists who fell to the ground before, and then asked people to help these ten martial artists back to rest.

In the previous battle, these ten people performed well, although they were seriously injured, but their merits were not small, and they naturally deserved Qin Lang's careful care.

It was indeed difficult to deal with the sixth-level reformers of the Martial King level just now, and it was indeed difficult for these ten Martial Venerable level martial artists, it was normal for them to be injured, and it was glorious to be defeated.