Chapter 892: Being clever but being misled by cleverness
The corners of Qin Changsheng's mouth curved upward, and he took the initiative to meet the old man for Cang Lan.
When the old man saw Qin Changsheng, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
In battle, the most taboo thing is to have an unstable mentality and be disturbed by some external things.
At this moment, the old man obviously cannot escape the influence of Qin Changsheng's words just now.
Is he willing to be a slave for the rest of his life?
Didn't he have any thoughts about that perfect human body?
The answer is yes.
His age will soon come to an end, and soon he will be like Canglan in the past, with only his soul wandering between heaven and earth.
When the time comes, the body will perish and the strength will plummet.
According to his status as a slave, will Kuai Hong find a suitable body for him?
The answer is no.
It is even possible that because of his decline in strength, his leadership position among the slaves will be deprived of him.
In other words, it will almost certainly be deprived.
Among the Fuxi Clan that only believed in blood, he had nothing to rely on except his strength.
When one day, the strength inevitably begins to decline due to the laws of nature, the old man often does not even dare to think about the arrival of that day.
"You bastard, shut up!"
The old man had almost broken his guard, and every word Qin Changsheng said hit his sore spot.
The short stick that originally went straight towards Canglan also turned and hit Qin Changsheng on the head.
This is exactly what Qin Changsheng wants.
"Well done!"
Qin Changsheng's thoughts moved, the air around him became distorted, and the sun, moon and seven stars appeared beside him.
"Corona!"
The fighting method of the Fuxi God Clan is simple and domineering. In the final analysis, it is actually to attach their golden flame-like original soul to a short stick and use the short stick to attack.
Because their original souls are so overbearing and can burn almost everything, even the true energy, into nothingness, this simple and crude fighting method is very effective.
Faced with the menacing attack of the old man, Qin Changsheng had no intention of avoiding it. The solar energy of the sun's corona attached to the Seven Stars Dou directly confronted the old man head-on!
When he realized what Qin Changsheng was going to do, a sneer appeared on the old man's face.
"Stupid human beings, with your three-legged cat skills, how can you fight with our Gods?"
The old man increased the strength of his hand. He seemed to have seen that when the two collided, the "large rice spoon" in Qin Changsheng's hand was directly crushed by the golden spirit.
Two completely different golden strands collided with each other, and the moment the energy exploded, it actually lit up the originally dark tomb.
"What?"
The moment he came into contact with the golden corona, the old man's expression gradually changed from ridicule to shock, and then to horror.
"Immortal magic weapon? How come you have an immortal magic weapon?"
Not only did his original spirit fail to take advantage of Sun Corona, it was even suppressed by Sun Corona.
The Immortal Magical Artifact brings the most yang and strong side of the Yin-Yang Divine Dragon Art to its extreme!
This pure sincerity, which is as pure as the red sun, is completely comparable to the original soul of the Fuxi Divine Clan!
Qin Changsheng sneered, waved the Seven Star Dou in his hand, and chased after the old man.
"Don't you look down on the human race? Don't you think that the human race is inferior to you? Why now, even your most proud original soul can't have any effect?"
"Or is it that your self-righteous arguments were wrong from the very beginning?"
Qin Changsheng's words were like the whispers of a devil, constantly ringing in the old man's ears.
"Okay, stop talking!"
"Shut up!"
The old man completely lost his mind, poured more of his original soul into the short stick, picked up the short stick, and fought with Qin Changsheng at hand-to-hand combat.
Seeing the two people engaged in a chaotic battle, the other Fuxi Divine Clan warriors looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Didn't the old man just ask them to gather Huo Canglan together?
Why did he turn around and start having sex with Qin Changsheng himself?
How can you command yourself and be the one who least obeys commands?
At this time, the originally orderly Kuai family's guard also became chaotic. Most of these warriors were the strength of fifth-grade grand masters. Their main advantage was their numbers and cooperation.
Now, Qin Changsheng and his party had three Martial Emperors present. Without the command of the old man, these warriors were like a piece of scattered sand, fighting on their own, and the fight was chaotic.
Most people's idea is to follow the old man and hit whomever the old man hits.
As a result, before joining the battlefield on Qin Changsheng's side, they were stopped by Qingzi's Sakura Sword, forcing them to face this woman with fierce swordsmanship and ruthless attacks.
There were also many warriors who, under the instigation of the old man, became excited and wanted to teach Canglan a lesson. Unfortunately, the gap between realm and bloodline could not be bridged by a single passion.
In front of the princes and daughters of the same clan, these great masters were even more miserable. Many of them couldn't even survive a round, and were beaten by Canglan's domineering golden light, missing their arms and tails.
After a battle, it was obvious that Kuai's side had suffered a big loss, especially those great masters who should have been able to delay a lot of time, but they were completely attacked by Canglan and Taigu Qingzi, and were defeated one by one.
The only strong old man was also caught in a bitter battle with Qin Changsheng. The two seemed to be fighting lively, but in fact, it was Qin Changsheng who suppressed the old man steadily, leaving him unable to escape and have no time to care about other battlefields.
state.
Until a scarred soldier, carrying half a short stick, pitifully shouted to the old man: "Sir, if we continue to fight, the guard will be wiped out!"
"What?"
The old man woke up as if from a dream, and quickly distanced himself from Qin Changsheng with a burst of energy. He retreated violently, twisting his tail repeatedly on the ground, leaving long traces on the ground, and finally broke away from Qin Changsheng's entanglement.
When the old man looked around, he was stunned.
The ground was littered with the corpses of Fuxi Divine Clan warriors.
In the absence of organization, these fifth-grade grandmasters would not be able to survive a few rounds in front of the Martial Emperor.
The old man finally came to his senses and looked at Qin Changsheng angrily: "You humans are indeed very cunning! You actually used such an insidious strategy!"
Qin Changsheng's face was expressionless: "You are the one who scolded Canglan first. What? You are only allowed to scold others, but others are not allowed to scold you? The principles of your Fuxi Clan are really double standards."
The old man was speechless.
In the beginning, it was true that he wanted to anger Canglan.
It's just that in terms of mentality, he is obviously inferior to the well-informed Qin Changsheng by several dimensions, and he was suppressed by Qin Changsheng.