The First Sword of the Earth

The already unstable surface of the earth has completely changed at this time because of the battle between immortals for half a day.

Fortunately, the large formation here has played a role, otherwise this waste star may be directly smashed to pieces, or even the star core may be blasted through...

Half a day of shaking the earth, half a day of fighting to the death.

For the hundreds of immortals who died tragically in this battle, it was a chaotic battle for no reason. It was unknown who made the first move, and they didn't know why. The living things in it are completely crushed.

Especially those twelve longevity immortals, the attack was a one-sided massacre, and the three hundred immortals were defeated in a short time...

Standing at the crater, Wang Sheng turned his head to look at the girl floating quietly behind him; at this time, the skirt on Lingsheng's body had turned light gray, and the vine leaves wrapped around her body had turned blood red. , making her more 'bright' and 'clear'.

Just as Wang Sheng was about to leave this place, Ling Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, the vision around him dissipated, he took a step, and came up from behind.

There was a little panic in her eyes, as if she was afraid that Wang Sheng would drop her.

"Let's go, go make up the knife."

Wang Daochang said in a low voice, raised his sword fingers together with his left hand, and nine improvised fairy swords flew out from his cuffs, spinning around his body gently.

In the large formation at this time, Wang Sheng could sense that there were still more than a dozen auras left, but they were all in a state of dying, and the aura was like a thread.

The first thing he found were two immortals who were seriously injured.

One of them was quite miserable, half of his body was smashed to pieces, and the remaining half of his body was covered with scars of different shades, and the primordial spirit and fairy baby was almost completely smashed to pieces.

But he was the winner of the previous battle, but the victory was meaningless.

Two figures landed on the edge of the deep pit, and the Immortal Immortal immediately looked over with his still blood-red eyes, and breath fluctuations appeared all over his body again.

Wang Sheng frowned, lowered the sword finger of his left hand, and nine flying swords whizzed down, bombarding the immortal body one after another.

Unexpectedly, he actually defeated an Immortal Realm under such circumstances;

What's more, I didn't expect that it took me a lot of effort to urge Yujianshu to completely cut off the vitality of this immortal who was seriously injured and dying, unable to resist.

Turning around, Wang Sheng looked at the ravines all over the ground, looked at the broken arms and stumps everywhere, and fell silent for a while.

"Lingsheng, what is the principle of your supernatural power?"

"Huh?" The girl behind her was a little confused, so she tilted her head slightly.

"In other words, how did you control these monks to fight each other?"

"Master, Lingsheng doesn't understand either," the Ghost Heart Vine girl shook her head, "It's just that when someone steps into the area where I released those seeds, I can probably see the evil thoughts in their hearts, and then the evil thoughts will grow rapidly. .

All living beings have their own evil, and everything is a bitter fruit.

Unless it is a saint or quasi-sage who has cut off his evil thoughts, it should be difficult to restrain the growth of his own evil thoughts. "

Wang Sheng nodded slowly, and on the way to the next 'storage point', he kept thinking about Ling Sheng's words.

Living beings have their own evil, and everything is a bitter fruit.

This is a bit, similar to the sword intent of killing all beings...

Perhaps it was stimulated by the remaining killing thoughts along the way, and the sword intent to kill all living beings in Wang Sheng's body was also ready to move; fortunately, the little wooden sword, which had been slacking off all the time, shook lightly, saving Wang Sheng a lot of trouble.

The huge vitality of these heavenly immortals and immortals who died tragically here was turned into dead energy and absorbed by Lingsheng.

At this moment, Lingsheng's accumulation of cultivation had already made Wang Sheng somewhat confused.

But no matter how high or low her cultivation is, Ghost Heart Vine only has this kind of supernatural power; the stronger her own cultivation, the wider the range of seeds she can spread, the longer her lifespan, and the less likely she will be destroyed by the strong.

In fact, the occasion where the ghost heart vine can exert its power the most should be a large-scale battle similar to the ancient battlefield of the Three Stars. A ghost heart vine is comparable to a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, and it can fight without bloodshed.

This kind of existence itself is too heaven-defying.

After finding seven or eight immortals who were seriously injured and dying,

They are all in the corner areas, and they are also the final winners of each 'small battlefield'.

Wang Sheng's sword slashed across, and the immortal swords took the lives of these monks.

Inexplicably, Wang Sheng felt that his Dao heart was undergoing some changes; this change could not be said to be good or bad, he seemed to have become a little more ruthless, and there was a bit of depression in his heart that could not be expressed.

Days like this will last another ten years...

"This Wang Lingguan who lacks love."

Wang Sheng cursed in a low voice, and he had already found the second immortal who was seriously injured.

But this time, he hesitated a little before making a move, and instead of killing the immortal, he threw him near the exit of the formation.

If the big formation is activated again later, it is best for this guy to rush out and show his miserable situation to the immortals outside, and it is best to scare them away.

This can also be regarded as "a soldier who surrenders without fighting", although it is also possible that it will attract a few Taiyi Golden Immortals...

Continuing to turn around and search, Wang Sheng added a few more knives. When he found the last one and the most seriously injured peak celestial being, he frowned.

It turned out to be this guy again.

The formidable opponent in the Shenmu formation, the naive flesh-body practitioner who had been photographed on Qilingxing.

In a crack in the ground, a strong man covered in blood was sitting there, gasping for breath. The blood hole in his chest was still gushing out, and his eyes were still blood red. He couldn't heal his wounds at this moment.

Wang Sheng's right hand is behind his back, and the sword finger of his left hand is slanted upwards, but it seems that someone has pinned his wrist and cannot directly fall down.

The blood-red eyes of this reckless man glared at Wang Sheng, grinning and trembling all over, like a dying beast.

"Remove the control over him," Wang Sheng turned his head and ordered, and put down his sword finger, and the nine immortal swords also restrained their immortal light, hovering around Wang Sheng's body.

"Yes, master," Lingsheng opened her slender hands towards the savage man in the crack of the ground, a ray of light green brilliance floated out, the blood red in the strong man's eyes quickly receded, and then he groaned while clutching his chest.

Wang Sheng said calmly, "Do you want to live or die?"

"It's you!" The reckless man grinned and cursed, "You are so insidious, using such a vicious method! If you have the ability to challenge us... Forget it, even if you challenge one, it seems that you can't beat you."

Cursing and cursing, this guy is very shrewd, and has already started to secretly take out the pills.

Wang Sheng flicked his sword finger lightly, and the two flying swords landed directly on the pierced wound of the rough man's Taoist body, strands of cold light locked his primordial spirit, which was so weak that it was not as good as a true fairyland Primordial Spirit Dao monk.

"If you want to die, I can give you a good time. If you want to live, you can swear to serve me. Choose yourself."

The reckless man stared and scolded: "Do you know who Lao Tzu and Master are you!"

Wang Sheng smiled without saying a word, Ling Sheng on the side frowned slightly, pointing his fingers at the reckless man, just about to activate his supernatural powers, but was stopped by Wang Sheng's gesture.

"You must have been captured by a guy wearing the same mask as me," Wang Sheng said indifferently, "Do you know who that person is?"

The reckless man frowned and said, "Your master?"

"No, my master is a rather special existence. The person who arrested you wanted to play me to death." Wang Sheng's mouth twitched slightly, "So I need help. To tell you the truth, you are loyal to me. There is also a high probability that he will die here."

The reckless man muttered: "Then why don't you just give me a good time!"

"Okay," Wang Sheng made a gesture to make a move, but the reckless man kept shouting, his eyes rolled around for a while, but his wry smile became more intense.

"You say how unlucky I am!" the brazen man complained, "Originally, I practiced well, but I was forced to be thrown out by the old man to see the world, and brought to this shitty place.

I wanted to find them Qiling Xianzong to beat Qiufeng to get some benefits, but I was confused and caught here again by a bastard wearing the same mask as you.

It's okay to catch this place, but somehow got into a fight with someone, almost tossing myself to death!

What is this all about! "

Wang Shengdao: "We fought against each other in the Shenmu formation. You are my defeated general. What's wrong with asking you to follow me?"

"That's fine, you can follow me if you want, but you swear first, you can't use me as cannon fodder!"

"Okay," Wang Sheng nodded, and immediately made a great oath, promising to treat each of his subordinates equally.

"Well, let's look at the face!" The reckless man chuckled, "Take off the mask and let us take a look, if..."

There was a cold light in Wang Sheng's eyes, and the flying sword stirred lightly, and the reckless man begged for mercy.

"I am loyal, I am loyal!"

Daoist Wang nodded, "Swear first."

The reckless man lowered his head and cursed a few words, obviously very reluctant, "I swear to Dao, I will follow this sword cultivator in front of me from now on until I leave this place! Listen to him and let him beat you!"

Wang Sheng said calmly: "Swear again, there should be no time limit."

The reckless man immediately roared back: "Don't go too far, Lord Tiger is also bloody!"

The Feijian stirred again, and the reckless man let out a miserable howl, and immediately changed his words, staring at Wang Sheng with grief and anger, and re-established the Dao Oath.

However, Wang Daochang nodded, and said: "Continue to add two more oaths.

First, under no circumstances can you shoot me or my relatives and friends.

Second, don't use any method to plot me, and don't provoke any powerful enemies for me, otherwise you will be abandoned by the Dao and die by the punishment of heaven. "

The reckless man's face was ashen, he gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Sheng for a while, and then made these two oaths as he said.

Just as the oath was said, there were three muffled thunders in the air, and a total of three purple thunders landed behind Wang Sheng, who looked at this reckless man in a daze.

"Is it really useful to swear casually?"

"Do you think?"

Wang Sheng snorted, took back the fairy sword, and threw a jade bottle over, which contained two healing elixir, and then said to Lingsheng: "Keep an eye on him, if he has any abnormalities, just control him."

Lingsheng lowered her head and said, "Yes, master."

The boorish man below couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he was about to crush the jade bottle when he held it in his hand, but he stopped suddenly.

Why does this bottle look so familiar...

"I'll go! It's you sword-playing monkey!"

The reckless man gritted his teeth and shouted, but all he got was a pleasant chuckle from Wang Sheng.

Not long after, Wang Sheng circled the flying sword and flew back to the crater where he hid before. The reckless man was supported by two flying swords and floated behind Wang Sheng.

Lingsheng followed beside him, seeming to be taking care of the seriously injured reckless man, but in fact he was 'watching'; and the latter also looked at the handsome girl next to him from time to time, and a gleam appeared on his big rough face. A little flush.

"Gu, girl, what's your name?"

"Lingsheng."

"Oh... oh, my name is Huchang, please take care of me in the future..."

"En," Lingsheng replied in a low voice, and this reckless Huchang scratched his head and grinned, as if he had completely forgotten that he had become someone else's job at this time.

Wang Sheng, who was flying in front of Yukong, stopped suddenly, and even stopped at the same time with Lingsheng and the two flying swords supporting Huchang.

Hu Chang raised his head and looked forward, his eyes suddenly filled with anger.

He saw the withered-faced black-clothed man who had arrested him. This man appeared strangely right in front of the three of them. His eyes behind the withered wooden mask were staring at Wang Sheng in front of him...

Wang Sheng sneered, and said calmly: "Why, the Lingguan thinks that I passed this level too easily, so I want to continue to increase the difficulty?"

Wang Shan glanced at Lingsheng and Huchang, but he didn't make a move. His figure turned into a cloud of gray mist and dissipated quietly, leaving only a sigh...

"I underestimated this ghost heart vine."