Martial Inverse

Chapter 227: Is Certain to Win (Part 1)

Huo Qilin has never been a faithful man or woman. For the treasure, he even dared to dig up the ancestral graves of ancient beasts, let alone the lives of two human monks.

After killing the two stupid monks effortlessly, Huo Qilin sneaked in.

The seductive aura emanating from the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor and the provocative Huo Qilin couldn't stop, wishing to dig out that enchanting treasure immediately.

However, Fire Qilin's luck was obviously not very good, he killed two monks, and there were more monks patrolling back and forth.

"I dig!"

Huo Qilin gritted his teeth, and dug directly towards the lawn in front of him with both hands, but... he found that Apparition gave him the appearance of Yan Qi, but did not give him a pair of hands good at digging graves.

He couldn't dig in no matter what, and there was no way to use the power of the holy beast. It was as if the ground under his feet was covered with a layer of titanium alloy.

call out!

Da da da!

What's more unlucky is that a helicopter in the sky shone the laser light directly on his body, shaking his eyes so much that he couldn't open it.

"Stand still, you're surrounded!"

The snipers on the helicopter aimed at his forehead, and the ground troops also mobilized, pointing fire unicorns with hot weapons.

Huo Qilin squinted his eyes slightly, and glanced around coldly. When he saw the auspicious light coming from the mausoleum in the distance, he roared and rushed in directly.

"Fire!"

Da da da! !

With an order, all the bullets were shot at Huo Qilin recklessly, but Huo Qilin had already turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

And the sniper who occupied the commanding height was also horrified to find that the black-robed man in the scope had disappeared.

"It's a monk and a stranger, let's withdraw!"

Ordinary mobile troops retreated very wisely, but those cultivators in the rear immediately stepped on the flying swords, turned into streamers, and chased after the fire unicorn. .

In an instant, in the night, dozens of flying swords shot out in the sky, and the light lit up the night sky.

"What a nice view……"

"If we can also step on the flying sword,

Just be a sword fairy once..."

...

"A group of ants dare to block the way of this saint."

Huo Qilin went all out, and didn't care about whether there was a strong defense force at the moment. Things have come to this point, regardless of whether Feng Hao knows or doesn't know.

However, Fire Qilin still underestimated how much the Huaxia officials valued this tomb.

Not far after he approached Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, two guns shot out from a dark corner and detonated the moment they touched his body.

Hearing a loud bang, Huo Qilin's body flew upside down, rolled and punched countless times before barely stopping, and a trace was wiped on the ground.

"What the hell is this?"

The black robe on Huo Qilin's body was blown to pieces, turning into strips of cloth, hanging on his body, the scales on his body were faintly visible, and he had a bewildered expression on his face.

He walked out from the depths of the mountain, and he had never seen the power of modern thermal weapons. Although the lethality of guns could not harm him, the force just now...was quite terrifying.

At the same time, the cultivators chasing from behind had already arrived, hovering in mid-air with their flying swords on their feet.

Seeing that Huo Qilin was hit by two guns and was still unscathed, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

This is obviously not an ordinary strong man.

Even they couldn't withstand the bombardment of a gun.

"It's kind of interesting, what was the thing you shot just now? Let me out..."

The corner of Huo Qilin's mouth curled up with a hint of coldness, and cloth strips hung all over his body, which did not conform to its image of a holy beast at all.

For this reason, it was in a bad mood and wanted to dig a grave... no, it wanted to kill someone.

The eight monks in the air looked at each other, and looked at Huo Qilin like an idiot.

It stands to reason that one who has cultivated to this level can be considered to have rich experience, even an old man who has experienced a world war, how come he doesn't even know who killed him just now?

"Which Ancient Cultivation Clan are you from? We are members of the Cultivation Alliance, and now the country has a good attitude towards the Ancient Cultivation Clan, so we'll be right when we turn back."

The old Taoist priest with a dignified face, pointed with a sword in one hand, and lowered his head with a twisted beard to look down at the fire unicorn.

There is no superiority, only a sincere dissuasion.

In this special period, any powerful monk is the hope of mankind. How bad is it to kill each other?

In comparison, not everyone can cultivate to the point where the physical body can block the attack. In the future, when the big monsters from outside the territory or the powerful from the god world come, what is needed is these ruthless people to take the lead.

"Are you a Taoist priest or a bald donkey?" Huo Qilin asked.

"Poverty Wudang Mountain..."

Before the old Taoist finished speaking, Huo Qilin said impatiently: "Knowing that you are a Taoist, don't say the mantra of the bald donkey. I don't want to be killed more, and the people who take you will go as far as I can. Come and dig something."

The old Taoist frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to compete with the entire Chinese nation? Do you know whose tomb this is?"

"It's not enough for the two ruthless emperors, Yandi and Huangdi, for the rest, I can dig as much as I want."

Huo Qilin said coldly.

The old Taoist was speechless, Huo Qilin said nothing wrong, Qin Shihuang was just the first emperor who unified the six kingdoms, but the ancestors of the Chinese nation were Yandi and Huangdi.

"Pindao can only say it's a pity..."

The old Taoist sighed softly, and then put on a stance. In an instant, the flying sword monks behind him also lined up their swords, and in an instant, a rainbow-like killing momentum burst out.

"Too weak, let me down!"

Huo Qilin sneered, his eyes glowed with fire, and then his whole body was covered with a layer of holy fire.

There is no scorching heat coming out, but it makes people feel a sense of suffocation.

"Strange person?"

The old Taoist frowned even deeper. This didn't look like a monk's method, but more like a genetically mutated alien.

"Hehe, since you are not in my generation, then the poor have nothing to say, punish!"

The old Taoist changed his previous kindness and kindness, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

In an instant, a sword glow shot up from behind him, and the monk behind him also shot into the sky, condensing into a dazzling giant sword in the air, and slashed at the fire unicorn in the air.

"Roar~"

The fire unicorn opened its mouth and roared, and a huge unicorn phantom appeared behind it, stretching out its palms, and the flames swept away.

Crash!

The flames rose against the wind, wrapping the giant sword directly, and with one step of Huo Qilin, the giant sword was directly obliterated into ashes.

Taking another step forward, the old Taoist priest and the sword cultivators behind him felt like they were struck by lightning, and they spit out a mouthful of blood when they opened their mouths, and their spirits quickly sank down.

"What a powerful force..."

The eyes of the old Taoist priest flickered, and a turbulent wave arose in his heart. He was a sword cultivator in the tribulation stage, one of the members of the Cultivation Alliance, and he cooperated with seven sword cultivators in the transformation stage, but he couldn't stop the move of the stranger.

His heart is broken at this moment.

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