The haze was swept away, Luo Qingyin took out all the materials for making cannons from the Three Saints and Three Demon Dings, and distributed them to everyone: "You all take a look first, see how to strengthen the power of the cannon, I will let the Mingmen cannon maker come over." ”

At the Mingmen Ceremony, she formed a team of dozens of people and made salutes and anti-aircraft guns, which can now come in handy.

Everyone circulated it, and after reading the drawings, they all showed a look of surprise on their faces.

Cannons are more worry-free than Xuanjing urging weapons!

Don't talk about the Martial Emperor against the Martial God, as long as it is used well, the generals will have a chance to kill the Martial God!

Everyone immediately immersed themselves in the study.

Luo Qingyin was familiar with thermal weapons in his previous life, and the structures he used were all the latest and most advanced, and everyone couldn't find anything to modify, so they focused on ammunition.

None of them are experts in ammunition.

Because of this, their thinking is not limited to traditional ammunition, but they are imaginative, coming up with all kinds of possibilities.

Later, Ren Xian also came over and brought all the poisons that had been in the Poison Sect for thousands of years!

After seeing everyone's elixirs, he made a poison bomb for each poison and divided it into a circle.

The preparation time took a whole month.

A month later, pack up and set off for Streamer City.

In order to avoid hurting the innocent, Hu Lao asked a few martial immortals who had received his favor in advance to hold a martial arts competition in Shanhai City, next door to Streamer City.

The rules are well set and you can only point to the end, and you can't kill anyone.

If the participants have potential, they may also be accepted as disciples by the Martial Immortals.

If you don't participate, you can also get the Rejuvenation Pill (the practice work of the Mingmen Alchemy Master) refined by the alchemy master himself.

For Luo Qingyin and his party, the cultivation of Martial Immortals is not very high, but in the area of Flowing Light City, Martial Immortals have only appeared in legends, and a bottle of Rejuvenation Pill can spend a quarter's income.

As soon as the news came out, the entire Streamer City was boiling, and the whole family set off for Shanhai City.

Streamer City became an empty city.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng landed in the central square of Streamer City, and Hu Lao greeted him.

His share of cannons, ammunition and guns were all ready, put them in the ring, Luo Qingyin handed him the ring, and asked the snow ginseng doll who played the most with the cannon to teach him how to operate, and he and Zi Yunchen jumped into the pit to find the knife.

Ling Kun pursed his lips and followed.

Without moving the immortal bones for the time being, the two of them directly entered the formation, looking for the whereabouts of the Phoenix Sword clone.

This Demon Lord's Tomb is decent, and the altar is in the center of the building.

In order to have the best spirit and the most abundant Xuan Qi to deal with the Tianluo Temple, Ling Kun took two steps first, and easily reminded the two of them where there was a mechanism, where there was a hidden weapon, and where they needed to take which way.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the central altar was reached.

Sure enough, there was a clone of the phoenix knife stuck in it.

The blade that is still sharp after thousands of years will break through the sky at any time and soar into the sky at any time.

Luo Qingyin exhaled lightly.

The clone of the last phoenix knife is finally coming.

Just as Luo Qingyin was about to step forward to draw his knife, Ling Kun suddenly reminded him: "Wait! ”

Luo Qingyin was stunned for a moment, Ling Kun frowned and said, "There's something down there." ”

Luo Qingyin's eyebrows raised slightly, and the hand that reached out on the way paused for a moment, extending his divine sense, and leaning down.

Without waiting for her to find out the results, Ling Kun asked Zi Yunchen for the Ice and Fire Thunder Sword, and carefully dug under the altar.

Along the altar, dig out a circle of thunderblast charms.

It's all god-level talismans!

This lap down, a thick pile was collected.

If Ling Kun didn't remind ......

Luo Qingyin was scared for a while, and the three of them didn't want to live.

Even Streamer City will be in ruins!

It's insidious!

However, she soon turned to joy.

These thunder burst talismans are just right to deal with the Tianluo Temple!

Ling Kun continued to dig down, and soon dug out a few more codexes.

That Demon Venerable majored in talismans, and one of them was full of talisman experiences.

The Thunderblast Talisman dug up was the highest level of his life's work.

There is also a book about the Phoenix Knife, after Luo Qingyin pulled out the clone of the Phoenix Knife and put it into the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding, he immediately began to read it on the spot.

As soon as she read a few pages, the Golden Gu Insect King, who she had left around Streamer City to watch the wind, sent her a message through the Divine Soul Connection-

Soul people are about to surround Streamer City!

This time, the Tianluo Temple poured out of the nest, and Bai Shangupstairs personally led the team.

Luo Qingyin's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked the ink monkey through the divine soul connection: "Did you take the baby out of Streamer City?" ”

The ink monkey licked his paws and said, "Of course, is Ye the kind of person who is unreliable?" The master and the little ancestor are watching the martial arts competition in Shanhai City, and the qi charm is steady, squeaky. ”

Luo Qingyin's mood was slightly relaxed.

She is not afraid of fighting with the Tianluo Temple, she is afraid that the Tianluo Temple will catch Huang Jiuyi and Huang Jiuxu, they are also the true blood of the phoenix, in case they are caught to refine the phoenix sword......

Shaking her head, she refused to do so!

Speaking to Ling Kun and Zi Yunchen, Luo Qingyin spit out in his palm, and a wisp of nirvana fire erupted from his palm, landed on the altar, and burned.

After a while, it turned into a sea of fire, devouring a thick demonic qi.

Out of the tomb of the Demon Venerable, it is already dark in the Streamer City, there is a blood moon hanging in the sky, there are no lights in the Streamer City, it looks dark, you can only vaguely see the outline of the building, it looks like a ghost town.

Jiuxianhu Lao Ren Xian and a few other people stood in the square, looking up at the air with a solemn expression.

Although the people of the Tianluo Temple had not yet arrived, an unprecedented terrifying coercion had swept in, and everyone had already felt the stagnation of the mountain rain coming almost suffocating.

Probably the only thing that can be easy is to be idle.

Seeing Luo Qingyin and the three of them, he greeted with a smile: "It's almost three watches, right?" ”

This sentence has no beginning or end, and everyone looks at him with inexplicable eyes.

The strongest enemy in history is about to arrive on the battlefield, and you can still laugh?

Moreover, you don't have to look at the time of battle, right?

Only Luo Qingyin understood the meaning of his words.

The third watch day, the time has come!

The former Poison Sect, now the signature poison of the Ten Thousand Poison Building: the time has come.

How terrible is the hour?

After winning the meeting, the third watch will become a murderer every night, sleepwalking and killing, and invulnerable, ghosts and gods can't stop it.

Ren Xian touched his neck, explained to them that the time was up, and said, "Let them kill each other, how about it?" ”

The expressions of the crowd were suddenly extremely terrifying.

"What if they don't kill each other, but come at us?"

"What if the city is slaughtered?"

"It's too dangerous, let's change it!"

Ren Xian was a little disappointed: "Okay, then let's use some beauty twilight?" ”

He quickly picked himself up again, "I have improved, it doesn't take seventy-two hours to die, twelve hours is enough." ”

The crowd was confused again.

I don't blame them, it's that the name is so beautiful, they don't realize what poison it is.

Mao Dun Literature