Longevity Tianque

"I said, if you want to kill me, you have to pay a heavy price!"

A fierce voice came from the mouth of the cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and he looked at Wang Changsheng with a stern look on his face.

Self-explosive quasi-dao device, if life is not threatened, who would want to self-explode quasi-dao device?

What's more, for this monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul, this giant sword, a quasi-dao weapon, is not only a magic weapon, but also a partner who accompanied him all the way.

Although reluctant to give up, but temporarily saved his life, even if Wang Changsheng just spat a mouthful of blood, the monks in the late Yuanying stage knew very well that Wang Changsheng was definitely not feeling well at the moment, and Wang Changsheng was calm, but he was just covering it up.

There is another reason for the self-detonation quasi-dao device in the late stage of Yuanying.

The self-detonation of the quasi-dao weapon will spread a huge power, which can be felt by monks far away.

As long as there are other monks who feel that there are people fighting to the death here, there will definitely be monks who want to take advantage of it. As long as there are other monks approaching, even if they don't need to participate, Wang Changsheng will be afraid.

Great seal of mountains and rivers!

Wang Changsheng didn't talk too much nonsense, if he continued to drag it on, it would be harmful to Wang Changsheng, and the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers would directly condense out, crushing away directly at the monks in the late Yuanying stage.

With the current situation of a monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, the great seal of mountains and rivers that has not been condensed over time is enough to bring him fatal trauma.

The monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul saw the great seal of mountains and rivers coming, without the slightest hesitation, they turned around and ran away.

However, this time, the monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul did not run far away, but kept turning in circles within a radius of tens of miles.

"Can you still run like this?"

Looking at his own spells, he failed to hit the monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul again and again, but the monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul became more and more slippery, and Wang Changsheng's expression became more gloomy.

Seeing that the cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul were at the end of their strength and could not attack for a long time, Wang Changsheng couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

The self-detonation of the quasi-dao weapon just now is extremely powerful, and will definitely attract the attention of other monks in a short time.

Under this kind of power, the monks who still choose to come and watch are at least the monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Wang Changsheng doesn't care about one or two. If there are ten or eight, Wang Changsheng won't be able to bear it!

The Chaos War Starfield is very chaotic, so chaotic that it will easily start a battle. The monks who dare to come and see must be confident in their own strength, confident that they can survive such a powerful charge.

The peng strike technique was used again.

Wang Changsheng saw the intention of the monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, that is, to attract other strong men to come over, so he would not leave the area nearby. As long as the speed is fast enough and the attack is sharp enough, he can take down the opponent in the shortest time .

Great seal of mountains and rivers!

This time, the Shanhe Great Seal was not for an attack, but just to seal off the escape direction of the monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

"cut!"

Cooperating with the epee attack, Wang Changsheng's Langcang sword pulled out a tens of feet long sword light, and directly slashed at the head of the monk in the late stage of Yuanying.

Using a sword as a knife, and at least a giant sword of the Taoist level, only Wang Changsheng can do it.

Wang Changsheng also had no choice. If he had a mysterious sword technique, or had a profound comprehension of swordsmanship, Wang Changsheng would not have done such an embarrassing thing.

"not good!"

The monks in the late Yuanying stage felt the power coming from behind, and their expressions immediately changed.

"Can't stop it!"

This is the first feeling of the monks in the late Yuanying stage.

When there is a huge sword with a quasi-dao weapon, it can't stop Wang Changsheng's frontal attack, let alone now that the quasi-dao weapon is self-destructed, it is even more unstoppable. After self-destructing the quasi-dao weapon, the injury to himself is far more serious than Wang Changsheng .

"Resistance!"

The late Nascent Soul cultivator only thought for a breath before making a decision.

Choose hard resistance!

Cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul are not stupid. Of course, they would not choose to resist the attack of Wang Changsheng's Langcang Sword, but choose to resist the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers!

In the eyes of monks in the late stage of Yuanying, the Langcang Sword is a magic weapon of the level of a Taoist weapon, and it is hard to resist the Taoist weapon, unless one's brain is broken!

boom!

The monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul sacrificed all their defenses, did not change their escape route, and let the great seal of mountains and rivers crush their bodies, making a muffled sound.

"puff!"

The cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul spewed out a mouthful of blood, with a hideous look on his face. He was hit by the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers and threw himself forward.

Immediately afterwards, regardless of his serious injuries, the monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul continued to flee!

It's not that he didn't care, but it was too late. Wang Changsheng continued to chase after him, and the monks in the late stage of Yuanying didn't dare to stop.Even, if it wasn't for the impact of the great seal of mountains and rivers, it might have been beheaded by Wang Changsheng with a sword.

"Enough!"

Looking at the monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul who flew out, Wang Changsheng also cursed.

The cultivators in the late stage of Yuan Ying chose to resist the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers, which Wang Changsheng did not expect. Wang Changsheng's ultimate move was the Langcang Sword in his hand, not the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers.

Cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul just avoid the serious and take the light!

Boo!

Wang Changsheng, who was unsuccessful in attacking and killing again, knew that he could not drag on any longer, a neighing sound came out of his mouth, and a strange breath came from Wang Changsheng's body.

It was the aura of Huofeng's real body!

However, Wang Changsheng did not sacrifice the real body of the fire phoenix, but his figure suddenly turned into a flash of fire, approaching the cultivator in the late Yuanying stage in an instant.

Devour!

When this sword fell, it was no longer an epee, but a spirit devourer!

The power of the spirit devourer does not lie in its strength, but in its attack on the soul!

"how is this possible?"

Feeling the power coming from behind, an unbelievable voice came from the mouth of the cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

The throbbing from the soul made the monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul feel the threat of life and death.

Looking back, the cultivator in the late Yuanying stage showed a horrified expression.

Wang Changsheng slashed down with a sword, without the power of an epee, but with a trembling aura.

The monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul knew that it was the trembling of the spirit he had cultivated.

"No!"

"No!"

A growling sound came from the mouth of the cultivator in the late Yuanying stage, and in his widened pupils, there was nothing but the Langcang sword slashed by Wang Changsheng.

boom!

As soon as the sword fell, there was a thick explosion, and immediately after that, Wang Changsheng was seen flying backwards from the place of the explosion.

After retreating hundreds of feet, Wang Changsheng also showed a stern expression as he stood firm in the Xingyu and looked at the pieces of meat that exploded in front of him.

Feeling the complete disappearance of the cultivator's aura in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, Wang Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The person who killed you, loose cultivator, Wang Changsheng!"

Sensing several powerful auras approaching, Wang Changsheng uttered a stern voice, and glanced at the direction where a monk was approaching, and then, Wang Changsheng's figure disappeared in the Xingyu.