The First Sword of the Earth

"Ugh……"

Wang Daochang, who had taken a sigh of relief, leaned on his sister's shoulders, watching the scene in front of him that couldn't be seen, his eyes followed the senior sister's back, and his heart was full of emotion.

Sister is angry but her back is so beautiful...

Well, Daoist masters, there really are no mediocre ones.

I was indeed a bit arrogant before. At this time, I saw the old master, Qinglong Daoist, the head of Maoshan, and my own master who had just broken through the Nascent Soul Realm...

It really opened up a different way of thinking for him, and it also opened his eyes beyond kendo.

The old celestial master is good at Fulu Road, waving his hand is thousands of paper talisman, bringing the greatest advantage of Fulu Tao to the extreme-each talisman is like a'solidified spell', which is'activated' with tiny mana .

At this time, the celestial master threw out these talisman, which also consumed some of the celestial master's inventory, and one person was equivalent to hundreds of monks urging the spell!

But being able to impose so many talismans at the same time is amazing in itself.

Qinglong Dao's commander Jianzong's imperial swordsmanship has urged it to the extreme attainable in the early stage of Yuan Ying's cultivation level, and he has also practiced to the extent that he can control six flying swords at the same time, and display the truly powerful swordsmanship of imperial swordsmanship.

The head of Maoshan is even more fascinating with the use of Fulu's method of drawing thunder...

With these three big shots, not to mention the thousands of practitioners from the dark camp here, they will come ten times more, and most of them are just mobs.

In comparison, Wang Sheng's swordsmanship has limited damage in this range, and the swordsmanship is too mana-consuming, and it is somewhat ineffective when competing with masters.

These are the directions for Wang Sheng to practice and improve his strength.

Jiang is still hot, and all Dao masters and Dao masters have cultivated to the present, and their strength is really not weak.

At this time, the most fierce one is still his own master, who speaks forever and speaks forever...

Like the two apprentices, the master is not good at a wide range of spells; however, Qing Yanzi's deep study of "Pure Yang Xian Jue" and extensive exploration of various Taoist techniques have all been used by him in the fighting technique.

With a pair of flesh palms alone, Qing Yanzi suppressed the two current blood princes to death, and had already shot a blood prince vomiting blood, and his body was half disabled.

Naturally, Wang Sheng would not be arrogant, and his strength at this time was indeed one of the top five in the world of monasticism.

At this time, the battle has just started, but there is nothing fierce to say...

The ascetics of the dark camp can't be called ‘fallen retreat’ at all, but simply collapsed.

Six Dao chiefs of the Tianfu realm besieged the demon's shadow, and the old grandmother inside has been beaten and vomited blood continuously;

The eldest sister, Xi Lian, has once again exploded into powerful combat power after thirteen years, and is in a controllable initial state of enchantment. In the distant sky, she regards Galina as a volleyball and is'hit and go'.

Rao is Galina's strong strength, but she has never been able to compare with the strength of Xi Lian crossing the fairyland; Ruo Xi Lian has a magical weapon in her hand, and at this time she has already dismantled this glamorous blood queen into parts.

Excluding those indiscriminate cultivators, the ‘high-level’ powerhouses of the dark camp are completely suppressed by the Daoist masters who have completely crushed them by number and strength;

The celestial master's several Nascent Soul Realm elders cast spells again and again, and the great formation made by the Meng Po immortal has turned into an Asura Purgatory...

This is not war.

Nor is it a decisive battle of the dark camp fantasy.

At this time they finally understood that the difficulty of the ‘controller of the tribulation’ is not ‘only one family’.

These various methods and exquisite Taoism, compared to the Taoist monks who had a leap in strength when they swept the Sakurashima country back then, they are all so difficult!

This is just being slaughtered unilaterally!

In the ghost gate, dozens of Taoist leaders filed out.

——Because the Guimenguan is far away from the Xiaodifu at this time, and the ‘Meng Po Immortal’ Senior Sister Xilin has not fully controlled this power, ‘limited transportation capabilities’, and hundreds of Taoist leaders in it have to be released in batches.

Of course, the strongest wave came out first, and the following Taoist leaders can only add to the cake.

According to calculations based on the speed at which the practitioners of the dark camp fell, it is expected that the third wave of monks can barely come out to kill one or two enemies, and the monks who come out after the fourth wave can only take a one-day tour of the ‘Small Mansion-Mount O’Quely’.

"Meng Po" should have arrived here a few minutes earlier, but because "Meng Po" arrived in the northwest of Dahua, when the combat readiness team's 28th base, Daomen masters had already set off by transport plane.

As a last resort,'Meng Po' waited for a few minutes to make these Taoist leaders jump out of the transport plane, Yukong flew back to the base, and stepped into the ghost gate.

But fortunately, "Meng Po" came in time, as long as one second late...

Wang Sheng was moved back to Dahua Country by Yaoyun.

"what--"

There was a violent roar in the field, and Wang Sheng's squinted eyes immediately widened, and he looked at the location of the senior sister nervously.

There, the ‘Flame Lord’ with sword wounds all over his body raised his head and roared, but his heart had already broken through a big hole, and his own breath was swiftly slipping away.

Qinglong Daochang snorted coldly, his sword was flicked, his sleeves bulged, six flying swords descended from the sky, like a blood plum blossoming!

As the head of the Sword Sect, of course, he can't chant the sword curse in front of so many people. This Daoist just opened and closed his lips, and the six flying swords burst into light, directly exploding the'Fire Sovereign' in the end. The flames were crushed head-on.

The six flying swords feel like lifting weight lightly, and seemingly impatient, really make Wang Sheng, who is also a sword repairer, excited!

The plum blossom drifted by, and the flame monarch who was already at the end of the crossbow separated from his head;

Two tyrannical yin and yang auras rolled from bottom to top, and the flame that was about to explode in the body of the ‘Flame Lord’, together with his corpse, rolled into the sky...

Senior Sister pursed her small mouth, stepped on the ice glaze sword and rushed to the place where the opponent has the most masters again.

The four giants of the dark camp are no longer there at this time, and her strength is fully utilized due to the injury of her junior brother, as if entering the realm of no one, swept a group of practitioners from the dark camp into the sky;

On the side, Dao Fa and Flying Sword erupted, taking away the lives of these evil cultivators.

It is a bit regretful that Mu Wanxuan has not yet entered the Nascent Soul Realm at this time, otherwise the senior sister should not be below the Qinglong Dao Master based on the mystery of the balance between Yin and Yang.

Another group of Taoist leaders joined the battle. It was originally a one-sided battle, and it began to accelerate toward the established ending.

Wang Sheng finally felt relieved, and saw a few familiar figures; especially, Daoist Fei Neezi and Daoist Gao Shixing seemed to have another dispute. The two rushed the fastest, and they had already reached the foot of Mount O'Quili. , Go straight to the entrance of Garrington's base.

There was a intensive gunfire there suddenly...

The Immortal Meng Po was already standing in the air, watching the scene below quietly; the large formation she arranged completely isolated the possibility of these foreign practitioners from escaping.

When fighting against Sakurashima, even if there is blood feud, the ascetic world has not rushed to exterminate them.

But today, in the face of these dark camp practitioners who have touched the bottom line of Dahua Nation, these Taoists have no mercy at all!

Wang Sheng sighed again, but this time there was a sense of satisfaction in his heart, and the whole person was a little groggy, but he still wanted to wait for the senior sister to come back and tell her that he was all right, so that she didn't worry too much.

‘I’ll cultivate for a while,’ Yao Yun said softly in his heart.

Wang Sheng responded, ‘thank you this time, Yaoyun. ’

'Um……'

Yaoyun promised that there would be no sound, and Wang Sheng thought she had gone to rest.

Although the previous shifting formation was finally interrupted, the wasted spiritual power will not return, and it needs to be replenished slowly.

Spiritual body cultivation is not easy, Yao Yun is afraid that it will take another few months of cultivation this time to regain his vitality.

‘Even if I can only sit in the spiritless sword in the future, I won’t be unwilling. ’

Yaoyun suddenly said something like this, making Dao Wang suddenly feel a little embarrassed...

This time, the sword spirit really fell asleep.

After this test of fighting with the Big Four, Wang Sheng has also established his confidence in the power of his kendo and tested his many shortcomings.

Realm is the first combat power!

Without realm, the quality and quantity of mana cannot be improved, and the power of sword moves will be limited.

Cultivation should still be based on the Tao, and then continue to retreat to improve the state, strive to be born as soon as possible, overcome the catastrophe as soon as possible, and move towards the bright road of becoming immortal...

By the way, bright, bright camp...

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, and the threat he had said to Dai'er before seemed to be fulfilled.

Watching from the sidelines?

Reap the benefits?

If it is really a non-my race, their minds must be different, not that one can't get a kangtou in their minds!

Wang Sheng looked at the sky full of Taoist masters and thoughts in his heart, and later reacted to his master.

Anyway, all the predecessors are here, so they will travel around and take a look around Europe, just as a tour, and experience the local customs and customs of various places!

Of course, I still have to go to my wife for travel reimbursement...

This battle should give the monastic community of Dahua country another ten or twenty years of development.

And the Daocheng of each family relies on the extremely strong vitality of the great Chinese nation at this time, and the superiority of their own Daocheng, even if the speed of breakthroughs of the Daoists is not faster than the years when the vitality of the world has just recovered, ten or twenty years later, the cultivating world The overall strength of will also completely crush the power of foreign practitioners...

At that time, you don’t have to care about the bright and dark camps;

What should be considered should be matters related to the Earth Monk Fei Xian.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Wang Sheng coughed weakly.

"Brother, are you not feeling well in any way?" Wang Xiaomiao asked with a trembling voice, and her little hand quickly wiped away tears.

Wang Sheng, who didn't know how pale his face was at this time, ~www.readwn.com~ smiled softly to his sister, "It's not a big deal, it's overdrawn a bit, and now I'm refreshed a little bit."

Xiao Miao was frightened and cried. The weak real essence wanted to inject into her brother's body, but she couldn't even penetrate the epidermis...

Wang Sheng clutched his shoulders and sat up, "I'll deal with the wound, you close your eyes and don't look."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaomiao responded, covering his eyes with a small hand, and then secretly opened two fingers.

Pulling Zhan Xianyi away, revealing the pierced shoulders, Xiao Miao whispered suddenly, feeling a little at a loss next to him.

"I'm a surgeon! Chief Wang! I'll help you stop the bleeding!"

An uncle yelled, and immediately ran from behind.

Immediately, the ‘hostages’ who had recovered their ability to act were gathered around Wang Sheng again.

Wang Shenggang wanted to say that he was okay, so that everyone didn't have to worry, but his Yuan Ying twitched slightly, his eyes went dark, but this time he passed out completely.