Chasing Wang Shuo, to be honest, Mustache did not just suspect that Wang Shuo was a subordinate of Saint Tianmeng. More importantly, not many people knew about this spiritual vein. Before more people discovered it, this
The spiritual vein has always been monopolized by him.
Later, they were discovered by a woman in a yellow skirt and a strong man, so they had no choice but to divide it into three parts. Now that there is Wang Shuo, if the news spreads, I am afraid that this spiritual vein will not be able to reach them.
After chasing for thousands of miles, Wang Shuo finally stopped impatiently and looked at the three people, with a cold light in his eyes.
He had already planned to avoid these three people, but he didn't expect that these three people were still so disrespectful.
"Fellow Taoist, we just want to discuss something with you, so don't be nervous." Mustached Hu quickened his pace and approached quickly. Faced with Wang Shuo who had stopped, he showed no intention of slowing down.
Women in beige long skirts and strong young men also surrounded Wang Shuo from the left and right. They also understood the meaning of the mustache, and obviously did not want the information about the spiritual veins to be leaked, so as not to lose their interests!
In this ancient world where resources are dwindling, if you want to become a saint, you must obtain more resources by any means necessary, so that you can be qualified to climb up step by step.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry. I will show you a treasure that you will definitely like!" The mustache was getting closer and closer to Wang Shuo.
From a hundred meters away, keep rushing forward, eighty meters, fifty meters, twenty meters...
In the blink of an eye, the distance was close to about ten meters, and a cold light flashed in the hands of the mustache, carrying the aura of the law, rushing toward his face!
As everyone knows, at the moment he took action, four rays of luster disappeared in Wang Shuo's hand, and the four rays of luster turned into the shadow of the sword. The four swords of Zhu Xian were suddenly unsheathed...
The cold light that hit his face gave him no chance to react. He was instantly covered by the cold light. At this moment, he could see clearly what was in the cold light.
As well as the aura fluctuations on the four swords, the mustached man lost his voice and said: "Innate treasure! No... Fellow Taoist, what are you doing? Put it away quickly!"
Unfortunately, Wang Shuo always had a sneer on his lips, and he was already a dead man when we chased him from the mustache.
Boom~
The sword light exploded in Mustache's chest, and four swords passed through his body, exploding with a bloody light. Even Mustache had no chance to speak again, and was blown into a sky full of flesh and blood.
When the woman in the beige dress on the left saw this scene, she was so frightened that she froze on the spot, and the magic weapon in her hand fell to the ground unconsciously.
In this land with few resources, countless saints' battles have gone through. All the spiritual veins and treasures of the mountains have been destroyed, and the vitality has become increasingly scarce.
Counting it carefully, I am afraid that there has been no saint for more than 100,000 years, and because the world was destroyed, the innate spiritual treasures and treasures were gradually damaged beyond repair, and even a few chaotic spiritual treasures were destroyed by some of the strongest.
The saint hides it and will not use it unless absolutely necessary.
It is already extremely difficult for an ordinary quasi-sage to possess an acquired spiritual treasure. Even those who can kill three corpses can only use the acquired treasure. You can imagine how scarce the resources here are.
But at this time when resources are so scarce, the monk in front of him, who is in the early stage of quasi-sage, actually possesses four innate treasure spiritual swords. If word spread, I don't know how many people would go crazy.
But even so, the woman in the beige dress did not reveal her greed at all. The death of her mustache just now is the best example.
The strong man retreated hastily, turned around and was about to run back. He threw the magic weapon in his hand back, hit Wang Shuo, and used the Great Law to detonate it. There was still physical pain on his face.
He paid a huge price for this acquired spiritual treasure. Now that it has detonated, it is a huge loss for him, but compared to his own life, the acquired spiritual treasure is no longer important.
Unfortunately, at the moment when the Lingbao exploded the day after tomorrow, Wang Shuo rushed forward without retreating, and rushed directly into the center of the explosion. With a bang, a terrifying aftermath suddenly set off, and most of the surrounding land collapsed, and all the mountains fell in the explosion.
destroy.
When the strong man saw this, he stopped even more. He didn't expect that Wang Shuo would rush into the center of the explosion even if he was beaten to death. You know, after he saw Wang Shuo rushing past just now, he was very close to the Houtian Lingbao. There was absolutely no difference between the two.
More than five meters.
Within this range, not to mention the early stage of Quasi-Saint, even the peak of Quasi-Saint will be blown to ashes. Is this guy... a fool?
When the woman in the beige dress saw this strange scene, her face showed surprise, and then she seemed to be relieved, and her whole body softened.
The strong man glanced at the dead mustache and said coldly: "I thought he was a shrewd man. He turned around and left when he met us, and finally killed the mustache. I even thought that we were already dead. This man's
My character makes me feel some sincere fear. Who would have thought that I was wrong? This person is obviously a fool, and he actually rushed to the center of the Houtian Lingbao explosion!"
"Huh~, we are saved. The Eight-Character Hu is dead, and we can share in the benefits of the spiritual veins." The woman also smiled, and both of them felt relaxed.
Only the strong man, looking at the gradually dissipating waves of the explosion, said with heartache: "What a pity for my magic weapon, if..."
But before he finished speaking, his tone gradually became softer, his eyes widened, and he held his breath as he stared at the cyan shadow in the center of the explosion.
The woman looked at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I...I...he..." The strong man pointed at the green shadow that rushed out of the center of the explosion, as if he had seen a ghost.
This was an attack after the Houtian Lingbao was detonated. With such power, someone could actually block it with just his body? How is this possible? Is he dazzled?
No, definitely not, this breath...
The strong man's body began to tremble, his expression was filled with despair, and he finally murmured: "You, you are... proving the Tao with force..."
Along with his words, the cyan shadow had rushed forward, and the fist turned into an afterimage. The strong man quickly called out his last life-saving spiritual treasure, a black saucer, and placed it on his chest.
This is also where Wang Shuo punches!
He thought he could block it...
But the moment his fist hit the plate, he knew it was over.
The plate on his chest cracked inch by inch, and the terrifying force directly shattered the plate. The terrifying law was like the falling of stars, so powerful that no one could think of any resistance.
The moment the plate broke, the strong man finally closed his eyes, death was so close to him.