One Thought Feixian

Chapter 273 Nine Transformations of Ancient Gods
The two sides confront each other, swords drawn.

"Zhou Qingsha, what is the deal between you and Jiang Yi? As far as I know, Jiang Yi is the prince who once left the country and was arrested by the court. Are you not afraid that the court will blame you for protecting him so much?"

Yuan Kuohai, the overlord of Fuyang City, also spoke.

"Even if you are an imperial envoy appointed by Emperor Qingtian, under the criticism of those censors, you will not be able to eat and walk around, and you will be dismissed and investigated. If you lose your status, hum! As the first martial arts master of yours Three-step brave and invincible peak strength, I am afraid that he will surely die."

"Zhou Qingsha, don't be obsessed with your obsession, hand over Jiang Yi quickly, and everything will be fine."

"We have so many masters gathered together, and we will not give up until we achieve our goal. Even if you have the latest talisman crossbow made by Shengongyuan, blood will flow like a river."

"Every man is not guilty, but Huaibi is guilty. Jiang Yi is a monster who has done a lot of evil. How can he control the supreme treasure of the Sun and Moon Divine Cauldron? He will die tonight."

In an instant, Fu Wusheng, Cen Tangguan, Qian Yiben, these three masters also made a sound, they all took a step forward, and a powerful aura erupted from their bodies, turning into a storm, overwhelming mountains and seas, blowing a wave Dust.

Thousands of soldiers shouted together, and immediately resisted the momentum, calming down the storm.

Zhou Qingsha stood in front of them, like an immemorial sacred mountain, motionless, her eyes shot at these people one by one.

She has already seen that this group of Jianghu people is headed by these people.

"Princess, these people are Yuan Kuohai, the overlord of Fuyang City, Dugu Xin, a wandering swordsman, Fu Wusheng, a peerless swordsman, Cen Tangguan, a hero of the rivers and lakes, and Qian Yiben, a wealthy businessman in Nine Cities. A master of refined qi, powerful and tyrannical, should not be underestimated."

Han Yanqing immediately explained to Zhou Qingsha.

As the city lord of Nanyang, he naturally knew the identities of these people well.

These people, with profound martial arts and powerful strength, are all giants in the rivers and lakes. They are extremely restless people. Even he, the city lord, dare not provoke them easily. Now they are actually united and entered the barracks. It is indeed surprising.

"A middle-grade great Nianshi, five masters who have reborn in the second step of three-flower gathering to refine Qi..." Zhou Qingsha's eyes flickered slightly, and she knew it, and then she sent out a voice: "In the army of thousands, Dare to threaten this princess, so aggressive and menacing, of course, if I don't bring you to justice, where is my majesty? Where is the majesty of the army? Where is the majesty of the central dynasty? Where is the majesty of the Holy One?"

His words came out in a fierce voice, and the ice seemed to be freezing all over the place, everyone felt extremely cold, their hair stood on end, and the murderous aura lingered on everyone.

The six masters couldn't believe their ears. They never thought that Zhou Qingsha would be so staunch, she would rather give up than give in, and never compromise.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Yu Changqing, the master of the White Cloud Temple, didn't seem to hear clearly.

However, Zhou Qingsha didn't speak, and responded directly with actions.

In an instant, the army moved, and the talisman crossbow sounded again. Each talisman crossbow fired nine arrows at an astonishing speed, drawing traces in the air, roaring ferociously, and flying towards them.

"Peachwood Fuchen, protect me!"

At this moment, Yu Changqing, an old Taoist, also moved, and threw the whisk in his hand into the sky, using his thoughts, the whisk flew into the air immediately, and the whiskers on it suddenly grew longer and spun.

These brushes are actually not animal hair or hemp thread, but metal threads, extremely soft, but now they become longer, and the roots stand upright, like strings, piercing the bodies of soldiers and nailing them to the ground in an instant.

These soldiers kept struggling and howling, but it was of no avail. The blood flowed down the wires and was all sucked into the whisk.

This whisk was actually absorbing the vitality from them.

In just a few breaths, these soldiers stopped struggling and howling, and turned into corpses of different shapes, which was shocking.

Ding Ding Ding!
Those crossbow arrows shot to kill, but were also resisted by those metal wires, making a series of dense noises.

"Half-spiritual weapon!" Zhou Zhong's expression changed and he exclaimed.

This dust whisk is indeed a semi-spiritual weapon, which can absorb the vitality of the body and increase its strength.

Even Yuan Kuohai, Duguxin, Fu Wusheng, Cen Tangguan, and Qian Yiben, the five masters, all looked sideways with surprise on their faces, let alone the others.

"Pindao's mahogany whisk is the treasure of the ancient mahogany king. Although it has been severely damaged, it has been refined to the level of a semi-spiritual weapon by Pindao, and it contains peerless power."

Yu Changqing's evil spirit was boundless, as if he had turned into a murderous maniac: "Zhou Qingsha, I didn't want to kill you at first, but you asked for it yourself. You can't blame me if you die."

The "Peachwood Whisk" absorbed the vitality of dozens of people, flashed out bursts of faint light, and then all the metal threads were intertwined and entwined, and they swept towards Zhou Qingsha in the air.

The soldiers standing around Zhou Qingsha, like mosquitoes, were immediately sent flying tens of feet away.

Even Zhou Zhong, Han Yanqing, and Pei Zhao, the three masters, were pacing again and again, bleeding from their mouths.

This "peach wood whisk" is so powerful.

Only Zhou Qingsha, on the cusp of the storm, remained as before, despite the ravages of the storm, she remained motionless.

"Yu Changqing, you are too self-righteous, do you think you are the only one who has a half-spiritual weapon? I have it too!"

She opened her mouth and spat out, buzzing, "Dragon Snake Orb" flew out immediately, and collided fiercely with the Buddha dust, sparks shot out.

crash crash...

Dozens of metal wires broke immediately and fell to the ground.

Ah!
Yu Changqing took a few steps back, let out a muffled groan in his nasal cavity, and felt a fishy sweetness pouring out of his throat, but he swallowed it forcefully: "You have also promoted the Dragon Snake Orb to become a half-spiritual weapon, Zhou Qing Sha, you are so powerful, no wonder you have nothing to worry about."

This Dragon Snake Orb was sacrificed by the "Sun Moon Divine Cauldron", devoured a large amount of sun and moon essence, and absorbed the vitality of many Desolate race masters, greatly enhancing its power. Of course, it was not comparable to this "Peach Wood Whisk".

Although this "Peachwood Whisk" was the treasure of the ancient "Peachwood King", it was seriously damaged and lost its former glory.

Moreover, the most powerful thing about the "Peach Wood King" is not this treasure, but the "Peach Wood Excalibur", which can kill thousands of demons and ghosts, and kill people invisible.

It's a pity that Yu Changqing had limited luck and did not get the "Peach Tree Excalibur".

"I only found out now, it seems to be too late!" Zhou Qingsha responded coldly.

"The poor way is entangled with the Dragon Snake Orb, you kill this demon girl quickly, or you will change later!" At this moment, Yu Changqing roared again, urging the "Peach Wood Whisk" again, and swept towards the Dragon Snake Orb .

At the same time, those people in the Jianghu immediately shot forward, charging forward, with swords and swords, true energy radiating, and flesh and blood splattering.

In particular, the five masters took the lead, and with the momentum of thunder, they each unleashed fierce attacks and rushed towards Zhou Qingsha.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
As long as Zhou Qingsha is killed, the army will become a mess without a leader, which is nothing to worry about.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
Among them, Cen Tangguan's speed was extremely fast, as if he had displayed a profound step, he took four steps in a row, killing each step, and the sound of landing suddenly turned into an afterimage, which fell in front of Zhou Qingsha, and his five fingers slightly Zhang, burst out with true energy, and killed him in a row.

"Sifang Linglongbu, princess, be careful!" Han Yanqing yelled violently.

Cen Tangguan's martial art is impressively called "Four Square Linglong Steps", with feet stepping in all directions and exquisite in all directions, it often strikes people to death in the blink of an eye.

However, just when he was in front of Zhou Qingsha, Zhou Qingsha didn't dodge, but punched out.

This punch was neither the "Dragon Snake Prajna Kungfu", nor the "Hundred Steps Killing Fist", nor the "Ten Directions Annihilation Fist" of Zhou's school, it was just a simple punch.

Fist and palm!

Cen Tangguan immediately vomited blood, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and landed tens of feet away. Blood was overflowing, and it was obvious that the physical body had suffered huge injuries, and he looked miserable.

"you you you……"

There was a look of horror in his eyes, as if he saw a ghost, he pointed at Zhou Qingsha, and wanted to say something, but in the end he passed out without saying anything.

Just one punch!
A peerless master who was reborn in the second step of gathering three flowers to refine Qi, was severely injured and passed out on the ground

The air is still.

The silence speaks!

Yuan Kuohai, Duguxin, Fu Wusheng, Qian Yiben, the four masters abruptly stopped in their tracks. Before they knew what happened, they saw Cen Tangguan lying on the ground, motionless.

Everyone's face was shocked, their hearts were pounding, their hands and feet were cold, and their hairs stood on end.

At this moment, Zhou Qingsha rioted all over her body, and her whole body underwent earth-shaking changes, like a bright moon and stars, exuding endless divine power.

In her body, one hundred and eight meridians were washed out. These meridians intertwined, twisted, and evolved, like a galaxy of stars, spanning the sky, running through the past and the present, and never moving.

All the meridians finally gathered together and evolved into a bright imprint, which appeared on her forehead.

It looks like the "Wu Ling Leaf" on the forehead of the witch of the Desolate Race, but this is not a "Wu Ling Leaf", but a five-pointed star, ancient, deep, and sacred.

Zhou Qingsha has actually completed the final transformation, reborn, and cultivated into the body of an ancient god.

After she cultivated into the body of the ancient god, a huge memory immediately appeared in her head, which was information about the ancient god.

There is also a Jue called "Nine Transformations of the Ancient Gods".

It turns out that the "Prime Ancient Galaxy Diagram" is just a foundation, opening up [-] meridians and condensing the body of an ancient god does not mean that it becomes a real ancient god.

(End of this chapter)