Xiang Rongxuan might think it was normal to be attacked by someone, but being attacked by his senior brother Geng Huamao was something he never expected even if he was beaten to death.
What made him regret even more was that he didn't listen to Taoist Qingyi. If he had listened to his warning and paid attention to his surroundings, he might have been able to escape this blow, but it was too late.
He only felt that his spine was broken, and a bloody claw passed through his body and stretched out from his chest, with half of his spine on it.
Senbai's bones were tightly grasped by the hand that penetrated his chest. Xiang Rongxuan turned around and looked at his senior brother's face. He didn't ask 'why', because apart from spiritual veins, he really couldn't think of this person.
Why did the senior brother take action against him?
He showed a bitter smile and turned to look at the men around him. These people were also killed in the hands of his five brothers. They were all turned upside down, and screams were heard one after another.
In an instant, half of the people turned into a rain of blood.
And this senior brother Geng Huamao is a master at killing two corpses. Even in his heyday, it was impossible to defeat him, let alone being seriously injured now!
Phew~
Geng Huamao pulled out his hand, shook off the blood, and threw half of the spine into the cliff. The purple sleeve was stained red.
But he shook his head indifferently: "Junior Brother Xiang, you are fine."
"Senior Brother Geng, I didn't expect that yesterday we sat down to discuss Taoism with the saints, but today we were killed at your hands." Xiang Rongxuan smiled bitterly.
"You know the current situation in ancient times. I have already killed two corpses. I am only one step away from killing three corpses and becoming a saint. This last step requires countless resources. If one day, I can kill three corpses,
Isn’t it a big joke that he can’t break through to the saint level because he doesn’t have enough resources?” Geng Huamao smiled and looked at this junior brother.
This junior brother is kind of cute and innocent, and he threatens to kill all the sins for Saint City all day long and make Saint City peaceful forever.
If it weren't for the protection of a saint, if this junior brother were allowed to take a trip to the ancient wilderness, he would probably be eaten up by others.
Seven thousand years ago, when he came back from traveling, he had already understood these principles. He also knew at that moment that the peace in the Saint's City could only be preserved for a short time because of the Saint's name.
If one day the saint dies, this place will become an abyss...
Before that, he needs stronger strength, enough strength to protect himself and not die.
He has had enough of living at the mercy of others.
"Senior brother, before I die, I have one last request." Xiang Rongxuan smiled bitterly and sounded his promise to Yun Youyou and Wang Shuo, hoping that Geng Huamao would let these two people go.
But Geng Huamao didn't want to hear any requests at all. He was already a dying man, so he still dared to make requests to him? It was simply ridiculous.
"Forget it, I really love and hate your innocent junior brother. In order to save you from pain, I will directly end your life!"
Geng Huamao shook his head, stepped across the void, and walked over step by step. The laws in his hands converged on a set of innate spiritual treasures wrapped in his hands like gauze mist. The killing started at this moment, covering the entire cliff.
At the moment when Geng Huamao was slaying with the Lingbao wrapped in the monstrous law, his arm stretched out at an inappropriate time and slowly grabbed Geng Huamao's wrist.
In an instant, the roar of the law exploded in mid-air.
That hand, with only brute force, actually grabbed the innate spiritual treasure filled with laws, and even his hand could not move an inch.
How can this be?
Geng Huamao looked at this hand in shock. The white-looking palm was not as strong as expected. It even had blue sleeves, giving people the illusion of elegance.
When he turned his head and looked at the visitor, he fell into a brief daze.
This person is only an early stage quasi-sage, and he is the same boy who was embarrassed by Geng Huamao at the city gate before and did not dare to resist. This guy... how is it possible?
"You can't kill him yet, I need him to help me get the saint's approval." Wang Shuo's calm voice echoed under the cliff again.
Geng Huamao's face gradually became distorted. Although this was only one of the bodies he killed with two corpses, it was still at the peak of a quasi-sage. How could a boy in the early stage of a quasi-sage be allowed to speak so brazenly?
"Since you want to seek death, I, Geng Huamao, am not an unkind person, so I will help you." The law in Geng Huamao's hand rioted, and the yellow innate spiritual treasure like gauze mist covered his whole body.
The breath also began to change, letting out bursts of roar!
It was as if he was relying on the Lingbao to forcibly mobilize powerful laws that he should not be able to mobilize.
Wang Shuo shook his head, his hand gradually rose, and the brilliance of four swords appeared in his hand, rising into the sky, turning into four sword arrays, and suddenly falling!
Under the sword formation, an unparalleled evil spirit and murderous intent covered the cliff.
The Four Immortal Swords, in the hands of Wang Shuo, have killed countless creatures and have become extremely dangerous offensive artifacts. Although the person in front of him is a quasi-sage peak, he is still in front of this innate treasure that is the first in offensive attacks.
too weak.
Boom~
The four major sword formations landed, and everyone within the scope of the terrifying sword formations was pressed into the ground, and even the ability to fly was lost.
In front of this treasure that can hurt a saint, these quasi-sages don't even have the ability to resist.
Compared with the innate demon gods in the prehistoric times, Geng Huamao is still much weaker. Even figures like Luo who exist in chaos and have many chaos treasures can hardly defeat Wang Shuo, let alone Geng Huamao?
The sword light that exploded instantly turned into infinite sword energy, pouring down from all directions like heavy rain. Geng Huamao stared at the sword light with his eyes wide open, and quickly lucked out the innate spiritual treasure 'Huangsha Zhuo' surrounding him.
', protecting the surroundings of his body, hoping to use this innate spiritual treasure to block the sword light!
As the sword energy fell like a torrential rain, the surface of this innate spiritual treasure exploded into pieces of brilliance, and the rumbling sound was endless, like spring thunder resounding throughout the world.
But this innate spiritual treasure, which was difficult to find in ordinary quasi-sage capitals in ancient times, was unable to withstand the vast sword light. In the constant roar, the yellow gauze mist gradually shattered.
Even Geng Huamao's body made a muffled sound, as if something had cracked.
He stared at his arm with wide eyes. There was a crack in the middle of his arm, extending from his wrist to his shoulder!
This yellow sand turbidity was the magic weapon he used to kill corpses. This body was made of yellow sand turbidity and was extremely hard. Even his teacher would have taken some effort to break it, not to mention that he had successfully killed the corpse now.
, the magic weapon has almost reached the ultimate level of innate spiritual treasure.
But it was this innate spiritual treasure that had reached the ultimate level that was damaged in the sword light. The four spiritual swords this man sacrificed were definitely at the innate treasure level.
And coupled with the formation diagram, I am afraid it can be compared with the inferior Chaos Spiritual Treasure. This kind of treasure... is actually in the hands of an early quasi-sage!