The First Sword of the Earth

Almost just a blink of an eye, the vampire who was chasing Wang Sheng, watching the Dahua monk who was facing them and flying backwards, his figure was submerged in a thick white mist.

And this white mist quickly spread to the surroundings, enclosing the sky, the earth, and all directions.

The forward figure of these vampires had to stop, and in their anger, they looked at all directions in a daze.

what is this?

Did you use any scientific methods to create the poisonous fog?

At the moment when the Nine Profound Distressed Spiritual Array was activated, almost three to four hundred vampires were caught in the large array at the same time!

At the moment when the Great Array was launched, there was a sudden change outside the Great Array.

Originally, the vampires at the back did not notice anything unusual, they just rushed in, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of the big formation, raised his left hand, a light red light wall appeared behind him, making the vampires rushing from behind some Bumped into a mess in embarrassment.

This is an old man with gray hair and thin body, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and his movements are a little trembling, but the breath it exudes, and the suppression of blood vessels, quieted the chaotic vampires behind him at the same time.

The place where the old man stood was just on the edge of the big formation, and then he whispered:

"Daomen formation."

The pronunciation used is almost the same as the ancient Dahua tune thousands of years ago.

Then he said slowly in Gran's language: "Don't you guys come near here, this is the formation of the monks of the great Chinese nation, which can trap and kill people without even having to act.

Once in, I am afraid that they will not be able to come out. "

A group of vampires could not help but stare at each other. They could see the backs of those tribesmen flying forward, they could see the unremarkable grass in front of them, and they could see an oriental female monk standing on the grassy slope, behind them were a dozen of their captured fellow tribesmen. ...

The old man's finger moved a little forward, and these pictures were like a curtain with shallow ripples.

Then, the picture disappeared, and what appeared in front of them was a thick white mist.

This white mist enveloped a range of several kilometers. The three to four hundred vampires that had rushed in before had disappeared, and they couldn't even sense where the blood was.

The old man sighed slowly, and said slowly in modern Granny: "This is what you will end up doing, the heirs of Ferrard."

"grown ups……"

Two marquis or earl-level vampires rushed behind the old man and immediately talked to the old man in a low voice.

The old man just shook his head slightly, and kept refusing their requests.

"I have warned you a long time ago that you can reproduce anywhere in the world, develop your own dependents, and enjoy your long life. Only the East, and only the current Great China.

He has developed to the point where we tremble in ancient times.

My child, you may think that an old man like me is exaggerating, but more than a thousand years ago, we did something similar to what you are now. At that time, the number of families was several times as many as now. ten times.

As a result, when we arrived at the border of that ancient country, only a middle-aged man appeared in front of us, and instantly defeated us.

From then on, our kinsmen will fall into a decline and fall into a field chased and beaten by those missionaries. "

"But, sir, don't we care about the people inside?"

"My lord, won't you take revenge for the prince? So many people have been lost today..."

The blood races around were a little angry, but they didn't dare to look directly at the old man's back.

The old man was about to answer something when a scream suddenly came from the white mist in front of him.

The screaming sound seemed to be far away from them, dozens or hundreds of kilometers; it seemed to be right in front of their ears.

Only the blood race understood the meaning of these screams, they heard the weakness and fear of the same race before death...

"Even if I go in, there is no guarantee that I can bring anyone out, and even I can't come out," the old man slowly shook his head. "After today, let the Ferrard family become a vassal of the other five families. Their prince’s stupidity, Let them pay for it themselves."

At the moment, many vampires have changed their faces, and they are naturally from the Ferrard family.

But no vampire dared to raise objections, because they could intuitively feel the strength and majesty of this old man.

The screaming sound lasted for three minutes, and the white mist was surging, and the screaming noise within it disappeared.

A black shadow was slowly walking out of the white mist, and the old man took off his glasses silently, but his somewhat muddy eyes exuded a bit of nervousness.

Soon, the outline of this figure became clearer.

The long sword in the right hand pointed diagonally towards the ground, the light blue Taoist robe, the long hair of the Taoist hairpin, and the calm face.

He moved forward step by step, and not only did no one of the remaining vampires meet him, but many people were backing subconsciously.

A powerful and unparalleled power radiated from this man Yijian, making the air seem to be turned into a quagmire.

The old man frowned, but slowly lowered his head, bowed and saluted, and said in a somewhat rusty old Chinese accent:

"My people have no intention of offending, respectable Eastern monks, because Gucci Ferrard's arbitrariness has cast a shadow over our peaceful friendship, which I deeply regret."

Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes, just snorted coldly, with a little disdain in his eyes, as if he was very upset now and wanted to kill...

If anyone who is familiar with Wang Sheng, such as Huaijing Monk or Liu Yunzhi, is here, I'm afraid they will have a little whisper in their hearts.

Is this person Feiyu himself? Was taken away or what?

This kind of domineering, ignorant of me or anyone else, is not too different from the usual sword repairman who talks with smiles and always calms his eyes.

...

A few minutes ago, the moment the great formation opened and the ancient vampire prince appeared, Yao Yun in the spiritless sword immediately reminded him.

"An ancient demon from abroad equivalent to a monk during the Tribulation Period?"

Wang Sheng was also taken aback, and then realized that this should be one of the ancient blood princes three thousand years ago.

"Yes, it is indeed an evil demon, who kills a lot of evil," Yao Yun said softly, "Do you have the heart to slay the devil?" ’

"The period of crossing the catastrophe... the vampire's fighting methods are relatively simple, and his strength at the peak of his birth period is also two great levels higher than me," Wang Sheng responded with a wry smile, "This fight can't be fought."

Afterwards, Wang Sheng watched the white mist around him, "Can you introduce it into the big formation?"

Yao Yun said: ‘This formation can trap him for three days, but if you want to kill him, you still need to take action with Hua Qing, or take time to prepare a stronger killing formation. ’

Wang Sheng groaned a few times and turned to discuss the matter with his senior sister.

This is also the reason why the vampires were not killed immediately after the formation was opened.

The appearance of the ancient prince was actually within Wang Sheng's expectation; but the strength of the ancient prince of the blood clan was about the same as that of the elder sister Xi Lian, which was really beyond Wang Sheng's expectation.

The point is, half-xian Fox doesn't know where he has gone at this moment, saying that he has caught up from behind, but he hasn't shown up until now...

Yaoyun reminded that although Wang Sheng could not change the formation, he would not get lost in the trap. He soon found the senior sister, and the Feixia sword that was suspended beside her at this time, acting as the eyes of the formation.

When the old man was talking to the ‘child and grandchildren’ about the blood expedition thousands of years ago, Wang Sheng, Mu Wanxuan, and Yao Yun were also discussing countermeasures.

The formation can only last for three days at most. If the ancient prince of the blood clan outside does not leave, it will be the biggest disaster for Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan.

Although Yaoyun assisted, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan were not without the strength of a battle, but if the delay was long, a battle between the blood race and the Dao Sect might break out here.

An ancient prince is enough to make Dao Sect feel unprecedented pressure, let alone three...

Of course, Dao Sects also have ways to deal with it. For example, the sixteen Dao Cheng ‘super elders’ who moved back from the small mansion; although Wang Sheng felt that these sixteen elders were not very reliable, it was right.

Until Yaoyun whispered: ‘This monster seems to be jealous of Dao Sect. It’s just such a simple formation, but he hesitated for so long and didn’t dare to step into it. ’

There was a flash of light in Wang Sheng's mind, and he suddenly had an idea.

"If this is the case, it is better to try psychological warfare, let's take a gamble."

‘Psychological warfare? What is that? ’

It's not just Yaoyun who is a little confused, but Mu Wanxuan is also slanted.

"It's a psychological game with him. Simply put, it's just to try to frighten him," Wang Sheng opened his mind and all kinds of thoughts suddenly appeared.

The blood family looks strong at this time, because they rely on blood awakening to gain strength;

Daomen is the continuous inheritance of the method of cultivation. It is the practice of modern monks step by step, so that the blood clan can threaten the stability of the Daomen.

But more than a thousand years ago, when the vitality was not cut off, these blood races could only be regarded as "unclimate" foreign monsters.

When the heavenly court left, the cleansing of the monsters of the earth by the heavenly soldiers and demon must have also come to the heads of the ancient blood. Now these ‘ancient princes’ can only be said to be fish that slip through the net.

The more Wang Daochang thinks about it, the more he feels that the other party may have a kind of fear and fear from the bottom of his heart about Daomen...

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Yaoyun immediately understood what Wang Sheng was going to do, ‘if you can’t scare the other person, I’m afraid you’re going to fight to the death. ’

"That's okay, although the odds of winning are small, it's not all."

Wang Sheng squeezed the inanimate sword, and smiled at Mu Wanxuan, and the two figures disappeared into the white mist, one from the left and the other from the right.

At the same time, Feixia Sword trembled slightly, and the layout of the large array was excited.

With thunder shining and Yin and Yang grinding discs, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan used their formations to cover, like no one's land, quickly harvesting these vampires that roamed like headless flies, screaming one after another.

A few minutes later, all vampires in the formation were wiped out, and Wang Sheng signaled the senior sister to return to Feixia Sword, ready to support her.

He held the Spiritless Sword, took a deep breath, and walked away from the formation.