"What? This, this is impossible..." The third level Nascent Soul cultivator was shocked at that time. The Taoist methods he was so proud of turned into ashes under the burning of Wei Shuo's silver flames.
, unable to get even remotely close to Wei Shuo.
"This punch is proof that I have shed my previous identity. Take it well." The third level Nascent Soul cultivator had just reacted when Wei Shuo's figure appeared next to him, a huge silver flaming fist.
It fell down like a small mountain, making the cultivator feel great pressure.
"How is it possible? How could you become so powerful? I don't believe it, Xuanmu penetrates the sky." The cultivator looked angry and unwilling, and instantly activated the strongest Taoist method, and countless sharp sacred trees
They broke through the void one after another and stabbed at the silver flame fist.
"Boom, boom, boom." The huge vibration alarmed many cultivators, and they all looked over with their spiritual thoughts. High in the sky, countless sawdust were burning. The third-level Nascent Soul cultivator's face was pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The punch was sent hundreds of meters away, and he almost lost his ability to fight.
He actually lost, and he lost to Wei Shuo, who was only at the first level of Nascent Soul. This was so shocking. Even though Wei Shuo's talent was not as good as that of a peerless genius, it was not far behind. This was really the best before.
The Wei Shuo who was bullied?
"Good fight, let these guys who look down on others wake up." From the other side, Wang Teng's voice came over, and the bodies of the two cultivators were seen flying out like kites with broken strings, and finally they were fierce
He fell to the ground and lost his ability to fight.
"You two..." The face of the cultivator who was defeated by Wei Shuo became even more ugly. He stared at Wang Teng in horror. Four words appeared in his mind involuntarily, that is, peerless genius.
Only a peerless genius can defeat cultivators so easily.
"Get out of here, and tell those who are targeting us that if they refuse to accept it, we will beat them into submission." Perhaps influenced by Wang Teng, Wei Shuo shouted in a domineering voice at this time, with a loud voice.
Some cultivators who probed their spiritual thoughts here were surprised and frightened by this scene.
"Is that really Wei Shuo? How did he become so powerful? Could it be that he got a great adventure." "No, you must report this matter to your senior brothers and let them take action personally." "..." Some followers
Wei Shuo, the opposing cultivator, thought in his mind.
"Wei Shuo, don't be too proud. There are so many masters in the barbarian religion, and you will never get rid of being suppressed! Just wait and see." The third level Nascent Soul cultivator looked aggrieved, knowing that
He couldn't defeat Wei Shuo, so he ran away with a few people as he spoke.
"If a tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me like a sick cat." Wei Shuo saw the group of people leaving, with a happy look on his face, and patted the dust on his hands.
"This kind of person can't do anything without a lesson. It seems that the Barbarian Cult is just like other places. As long as you have strength, you can dominate everything. Wei Shuo, your cultivation has really improved a lot. In time, you will definitely be another one of the Barbarian Cult.
A peerless genius, the target of key training, I might have to let you protect me in the future." Wang Teng joked to Wei Shuo.
"Compared to you, I have been beaten twenty times, and you are the real genius." Wei Shuo also laughed.
"Senior Brother Wei, you, you are too strong, too good." It took a long time for Cang Xi to react, and he even pinched his face hard with his hands to see if he was dreaming.
But reality told him that all this was not a dream, but real.
"Cang Xi! I said that I will no longer be bullied by others. I will inherit my master's last wish and become a strong man." Wei Shuo's self-confidence has never been higher. In that dangerous place in the mysterious world
The inheritance he received gave him great confidence.
"Really? Not everyone can change their own destiny! Wei Shuo, no matter what adventures you get, you are still a waste. If you hand over your adventures to me, I will definitely be a hundred times better than you."
At this moment, powerful auras gathered towards this side, and a voice sneered disdainfully.
"It's you." Wei Shuo frowned slightly, glanced at the group of people talking, and a trace of anger flashed across his face.
He will never forget the faces in front of him. When he was in trouble, these people had made trouble for him and took pleasure in his misfortune. To this day, they are still like this and have never changed.
Four, there are four cultivators of the Barbarian Sect in front of you, and their cultivation has reached the fourth level of Nascent Soul. And when you, their talents and cultivation are not much different from Wei Shuo, but they have been in the sect in recent years.
Under their cultivation, their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, making them even more arrogant.
"It's Senior Brother Chong Lin and the others. They are in for a good show now." "Wei Shuo seemed to have gone crazy just now. He actually defeated his opponent by two levels, but this time he was not so lucky." "..." Soon.
, many cultivators of barbarian religions gathered from all directions and discussed the Tao one after another.
"Wei Shuo, we haven't seen each other for so many years, but we have already left behind so much of your cultivation. The gap between the three realms is enough to prove that you are far inferior to us." "It was right for you to leave the Barbarian Cult because we trained you.
It's just a waste of the resources of the Barbarian Cult." "I really don't know why Junior Sister Feng'er brought you back. You have long lost the qualification to stay in the Barbarian Cult." The four cultivators in front of them had a sense of superiority on their faces.
Don't take Wei Shuo seriously.
"Can I think that you are saying this because you are mentally unbalanced? In fact, my talent has already surpassed yours, but due to the shortage of cultivation resources, my cultivation level is temporarily lower than yours.
Let me tell you, people who have not experienced real experience will never be able to reach the end of the road of cultivation." Wei Shuo, however, had a calm face and a calm tone.
"Well said, I also think they are jealous of you and are afraid that you will surpass them, so they rush here to suppress you." Wang Teng on the side interrupted from time to time.
Their seemingly ordinary conversation seemed to hit a vital point in the hearts of these four people. Their faces suddenly changed, their eyes were filled with anger, and their minds could not calm down at all.
"Are you looking for death? It's not your turn as an outsider to take care of our affairs." "What qualifications do you have for an ant in the Peilian Realm to speak in front of us? It's too late to get out now, otherwise I'll deal with you too.
"Wei Shuo, I haven't seen you for many years. I really want to know how capable you are. Let's compare notes!" As soon as the group of cultivators finished speaking, two people rushed out, one on the left and the other on the right.
Teng and Wei Shuo attacked, not considering that their cultivation level was so much higher than Wang Teng's.
This is definitely a plan to kill them first and then tell them, to teach them a lesson and humiliate them first and make them lose face. Even if Saint Siqin knows about it by then, it will not help. Even if Saint Siqin is a saint from the barbarian religion,
, nothing can be done to them? As long as they don't kill Wei Shuo and Wang Teng.
Both cultivators are very powerful. Their cultivation is at the fourth level of Nascent Soul, and their talents are not weak. They were classified as geniuses like Wei Shuo in the past. Although Wei Shuo and Wang Teng just defeated several
The barbarian cultivators did not attract their attention, and they still did not take Wei Shuo and the others seriously.
The barbarian cultivator's skills are extremely special. They are different from those of other forces. The cultivator who attacked Wang Teng actually had three pairs of wings growing on his back, and his whole body was covered by layers of thick scales.
The entire body transformed into an ancient monster, with a griffin body and an eagle head. Its claws were extremely sharp and incredibly fast. It left a trail of afterimages on the spot and attacked Wang Teng in an instant.
"Kneel down." The cultivator shouted coldly, and sharp claw lights roared out, turning into nets and covering Wang Teng.
On the other side, another cultivator had already reached Wei Shuo. His whole body glowed with bright golden light, and he turned into a golden tiger. He roared and lunged at Wei Shuo with his teeth and claws.
"Senior Brother Qi Ying and the others are really serious about this. Even ordinary fifth-level Nascent Soul cultivators would be extremely afraid of this kind of fighting power, let alone Wei Shuo and the others." "Well! Although Senior Brother Qi Ying and the others are afraid of this,
He is not a peerless genius, but he is not comparable to ordinary cultivators. They are all beings who can leapfrog their opponents and challenge them. Wei Shuo is really going to lose his face this time and become the laughing stock of everyone in the barbarian sect." "Even if there is a saint protecting him.
So what? He still can't stay here."
Amidst everyone's cynicism, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Wei Shuo's mouth. A violent force suddenly surged out of his body, much stronger than before. At this moment, Wei Shuo
The realm jumped directly from the first level of Yuanying to the second level of Yuanying, as if they were two completely different people.
"Burning Sky Mysterious Fire." Almost without thinking, Wei Shuo shot out a dazzling red flame from between his hands and flew towards the opponent.
"What? Did you hide your cultivation? What kind of flame is this?" The face of the barbarian cultivator suddenly changed, and the golden tiger he transformed into collided with the red flames, and actually burned quickly.
"Second level of Nascent Soul, this Wei Shuo has reached the second level of Nascent Soul? Look, he blocked the attack of Senior Brother Wu Long." Amid everyone's exclamations, Wei Shuo's fighting spirit was overwhelming, and he continued to strike with both hands.
A few rays of flame completely destroyed the opponent's tricks and blasted him dozens of feet away.
This scene is simply unbelievable. What is surprising is not Wei Shuo's cultivation, but his terrifying combat power. Even Wu Long, who is two levels higher than him, is at a disadvantage. What does all this mean? What does it mean about Wei Shuo's strength?
His talent is infinitely higher than that of Na Wulong.
"How could this happen? It's impossible! That guy Wei Shuo's talent is not even comparable to mine, how could he have such power?" Wu Long's figure stopped dozens of feet away, his expression extremely ugly.
"Ah!" Before everyone could calm down, a scream came from the other side, causing shock again.