There's one more shift tonight.

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

Ordinary disciples fantasize about a hundred years of immortality, eating vermilion fruits, raising fairy birds, the pursuit of the teachers of various factions will be higher, and it is nothing more than a trip to the North Sea to live in the sky, if you can get a glimpse of the legendary fairy world in your lifetime, then the rest of your wish is enough.

The great monk of Duhua had imagined that he was sitting on the golden lotus in Lingshan, surrounded by several delicate female monks, Chen Ning entered the Tao with a sword, and he also dreamed back at midnight that he could really fly a thousand miles in a day with sword light, which was ten times higher than now by spending mana to float in the air.

However, no one would ever fantasize about flying a rocket, waving a rain of missiles and mortars, and even in the eyes of these monks, modern firearms are simply tricks that cannot be put on the table, and they not only look down on them, but also resist them from the bottom of their hearts.

So when they saw more than a dozen missiles flying through the air, and the silver warheads pointed directly at the remnants of Xu Changsheng and Yuan Tong in the air, everyone was stunned.

Can it still be like this? Can it be like this? The Second Artillery actually intervened? Was this the initiative of the military or was it arranged by Xu Zhenren? It's crazy.

Although there is no military fan in Qingfeng Guan, he still recognizes that the missile that flew in is actually the FM-90, an improved version of the Hongqi Seven, which is a short-range surface-to-air missile, one of the standard equipment of the Second Artillery.

Since it is a short range, it means that the straight-line distance of the launch end is no more than 20 kilometers, and the Second Artillery, known as the most mysterious unit in China and known as the sword of the country, actually rushed to the battle of Qingfengguan, if it was arranged by Xu Zhenren, then this kind of influence would be too amazing. Looking at the Chinese cultivation circles, except for the No. 1 head of the Military Commission, it seems that only the old man in military uniform in the founding three tripods has such power, and the other monks may not be able to do it.

Suddenly thinking of Zhao Jing and me, who left in a hurry, Chen Ning and Xuqing Daoist glanced at each other unconsciously, and secretly speculated in their hearts that if they couldn't do this with Zhao Jing's identity, it must be the old lady of the Zhao family. This old man will not use the weapons of the country because of his children and grandchildren, but now he does not hesitate to mobilize the second artillery to attack, which shows how much attention he attaches to Xu Zhenjun.

Xu Zhenjun is also really shocking and far-reaching. In this way, if the two of them still can't see that Xu Zhenjun is plotting against Yuan Tong's extreme yin body, then he will live for a hundred years, but where is the extreme yin body so easy to die? If it weren't for Xu Zhenjun's immortal sword being refined from extraterrestrial meteorite, it wouldn't hurt him at all, but if it was to completely disperse it and destroy the innate spirit of this Yin City, even this fairy sword would be difficult to do, and the TNT in the missile was essentially a chemical, not within the genus of yin and yang, and the five elements, but it happened to be the best thing to restrain this innate yin spirit.

But how is Xu Zhenjun going to detonate these missiles? Now that Yincheng Yuantong has been turned into gas by the fairy sword, he is afraid that even if the missile hits, it may not be able to detonate, and it is even a little difficult to lock on to the target.

The launcher of the Second Artillery was actually very depressed today, the order from the superior was to let them launch the missile to the designated area over Qingfeng Mountain, and even the range of this area and the launch time were only transmitted a few minutes ago, and the locked target was a sword-shaped metal object, such a strange lock on the target made the most experienced veterans feel confused. But an order is an order, and the order from the superior is clear, 'Don't ask why, just aim at the target and hit it!'

The grassroots fighters in charge of the launch heard a deep sense of dissatisfaction and indignation from their superiors, and they also had a strange feeling that the higher-level leaders were actually not much better than them, and they seemed to be in a state of confusion.

A full thirteen FM-90s roared in, and the silver warheads were about to kiss Xu Changsheng's sword-wielding hand, which was an unprecedented miracle in peacetime and within the country, but it was also a combination of the previous propaganda of the military and police, Qingfeng Mountain, the place where military exercises should not be, was undergoing a huge military exercise, not only using missiles, but also live ammunition!

When the missile was still far away in the sky, Xu Changsheng abandoned the original boy of Yincheng and flew back, gathered his sword light, and held the Chixiao Sword in his palm. The thirteen FM-90 were set to attack the Chixiao Sword, and naturally flew obediently in front of him, Malatang was just about to scream, and he saw that Lao Xu's wrist shook slightly, drawing countless circles, and the thirteen missiles were actually driven by his sword momentum, making a beautiful arc in the sky, and then flying towards the remnants of the original boy of Yincheng under the guidance of the sword momentum.

Everyone looked at Xu Changsheng like a monster, these are thirteen missiles, if they all explode, it will be enough to level Qingfeng Mountain! Xu Zhenren wants to learn from the monks to play with their lives? Those bald heads who say Nirvana and say that they will harm themselves never spared their bodies, but Taoists regard their bodies as more important than anything else, how can they be so dangerous?

In the great surprise of everyone, Xu Changsheng had already led thirteen missiles to fly in front of the Yin Tong's remnants, the sword shook, and a missile was pierced into each of the remnants, and everyone was looking at it inexplicably, and they saw his sword light sprinkled, and in an instant, he stabbed thirteen swords, and the swords were pierced on the detonator fuse of the missile!

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

Thirteen flames suddenly exploded in the air, and finally connected into a huge sea of fire, thanks to the Buddhist masters who supported various magic weapons and magic arrays early, and the location of the explosion was a hundred meters away from the ground, otherwise it would be able to raze Qingfeng Guan to the ground!

"Amitabha, good and good, Xu Zhenren's feat is comparable to my Buddha's act of killing himself and being generous to hell, no, Xu Zhenren is even more outlawful, and he is really the first outlaw in my cultivation world......"

This is one of the most powerful weapons in modern firearms, and the half-step immortal of the great monk Duhua would never dare to carry it, and the monk thought that even if he became a yin god and a golden body at the same time, and achieved the Arhat fruit position of the Buddha Sect, he was afraid that he would never play with his life like this.

There are a lot of beautiful beauties and beauties in this world, each with its own charm, each with its own charm, every time you look at it, it makes the monk make great progress...... How good it should be to be alive, why bother playing with strange things that are not human or ghostly?

Except for Chen Ning and Xuqing Daoist who knew Xu Changsheng very well, although they were shocked and felt that Xu Zhenjun was too bold, but they didn't worry about his life safety, the rest of the people thought that Xu Changsheng would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and they all felt that this desperate struggle was too worthless, Malatang's eyes widened nervously, and when he heard who said that the old brother Xu was in danger, he would immediately go crazy, everyone saw that she was cute, and knew that she was Xu Zhenren's godsister, but no one cared about her.

"The war is over, why are you so nervous?"

A person walked out of the fading firelight, it was Xu Changsheng, still with a fair face and an apricot-colored robe, where did he look like he had been hurt?