Immortal Palace

"Do you have this thing?" Li Fusheng pointed to his eyes and said: "Aside from inheritance, do you think my Yin Yang Eyes really rely on cultivation only?"

"It's a talent!"

Wang Changsheng immediately said: "I also have this kind of talent!"

As he said that, Wang Changsheng's eyes immediately twinkled with stars, and looking at Wang Changsheng's eyes was like looking at a universe of stars.

Li Fusheng: "..."

Still talented? Still passing it on?

Li Fusheng could use such words to deceive Wang Changsheng before. Now Wang Changsheng is no longer the novice he was before. How could he not understand that this is the hidden secret in Li Fusheng's eyes!

What Wang Changsheng is curious about is that the divine treasure in his eyes is related to his condensed little world. They are indistinguishable from each other. Why is Li Fusheng's different?

Li Fusheng's condensed small world is a world of flames, and the divine treasure contained in his eyes is actually a pair of yin and yang pupils?

Is it really inheritance or talent?

Anyway, Wang Changsheng doesn’t really believe it!

"By the way..." Li Fusheng obviously didn't want to delve into this issue, so he asked: "At the last moment, what was your method of sneak attack on the black-robed monk?"

"When my Yin-Yang Pupil suppressed it, I found that the energy in his body was completely messed up. Not only that, but there was also a hidden injury!"

"If he hadn't been suppressing that injury, maybe I wouldn't have suppressed him so easily!"

This is also what Li Fusheng is more curious about.

Wang Changsheng turned his right hand, and a blood-red needle appeared. It was the Blood God Needle!

Under the control of Wang Changsheng, the Blood God Needle, which converges all auras, is not much different from an ordinary needle except for its color.

Under the circumstances at that time, the bloody evil energy pouring out from the three-legged giant cauldron filled the entire battlefield. The tiny needle Wang Changsheng sacrificed directly hit the black-robed monk without any power. .

The black-robed monk screamed in agony because he was hit by the Blood God Needle. After the hit, the Blood God Needle was immediately withdrawn by Wang Changsheng, so Li Fusheng did not notice anything abnormal at all.

Before Li Fusheng attacked, when the Blood God Needle hit the black-robed monk, it left a bloody evil spirit in the black-robed monk's body, forming a hidden wound. Therefore, when facing Li Fusheng's Yin-Yang Pupil, there was no Too much resistance.

"Taoist weapon?"

Li Fusheng said with some surprise: "No wonder..."

Even a strong person in the middle stage of the Great Master realm will definitely not end well if he is hit by a Taoist weapon without any precautions.

The Blood God Needle in Wang Changsheng's hand is simply a must-have weapon for taking things by surprise, robbing homes, killing people and stealing goods!

"It's better for you, just use Taoist weapons to sneak attack!" Li Fusheng said: "I don't know how long it will take to recover from my current state..."

"Come on…"

Wang Changsheng said: "Your injury is not serious, it's just a matter of excessive consumption. It won't take long to recover!"

"As for the vitality you lost, what I gave you is enough to make up for it, and there is still a lot left over!"

Li Fusheng smiled and did not continue to delve into this issue!

Li Fusheng indeed didn't suffer any loss, he just had his foundation drained away by the Yin Yang Pupil. As for his vitality, the Jianmu vitality given by Wang Changsheng was more than enough to make up for it.

"Old Li, you have recovered a little. Release the black-robed monk who intercepted and killed us!" Wang Changsheng said: "He should have completely lost his ability to resist now, right?"

"Do you know he's not dead?" Li Fusheng asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Wang Changsheng said: "When I took you away, I didn't feel any death energy there!"

"Also, the gifts from the Ancient Road of War have not yet fallen, which means that our battle is not completely over yet!"

The gifts of the ancient road of war will only fall after the confrontation is over.

At the end of the so-called confrontation, either they give up and make peace, or both sides are injured and leave, or one of them dies!

Now the black-robed monks were only suppressed by Li Fusheng in the three-legged giant cauldron, so the gift of the ancient road of war has not yet fallen.

It is impossible for Li Fusheng to swallow up the gift that Wang Changsheng received, because this is an opportunity given to him by the Ancient Road of War, and other monks cannot take it away. Even if he kills Wang Changsheng, the gift from the Ancient Road of War will be completely dissipated. It will not be obtained by other monks.

Li Fusheng waved his hand, and the three-legged giant cauldron appeared. The moment the three-legged giant cauldron appeared, he immediately felt a surging aura colliding in the three-legged giant cauldron.

This surging aura is of course not the black-robed monk, but the previous collision, which has not subsided until now.

The three-legged giant cauldron opened, and a figure fell out of it and landed on the ground. His body was weak, his breathing was intermittent, and his whole body was covered with wounds.

It is the black-robed monk who is now wandering on the edge of life and death.

Under Li Fusheng's stimulation, the black-robed monk slowly woke up and looked at the figures of Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng, his expression full of despair!

"Fellow Taoist, what else is there to say?"

Li Fusheng asked.

The black robe of the black-robed monk was no longer there. He shook his head with difficulty and said nothing. He slowly closed his eyes and waited for death.

say what?

For the black-robed monk, he had already thought of such a result when he entered the ancient road of war. However, what he did not expect was that this day would come so quickly? !

What I didn't even expect was that I would fall into the hands of two great masters in the early stage!

Besides the shame, it was despair.

The black-robed monk also understood that Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng would not let him go!

"Kill him!" Wang Changsheng said.

"Um!"

Li Fusheng nodded and said: "A powerful person in the middle stage of the Great Master, my tripod has never been able to train a strong person of this level..."

With that said, Li Fusheng waved his hand, and the black-robed monk in the middle stage of the Great Master was directly received into the three-legged giant cauldron by Li Fusheng.

Boom boom boom…

There were roaring sounds from the three-legged giant cauldron. It was obvious that Li Fusheng had begun to train the monks in the middle stage of the Great Master.

While refining the black-robed monk, Li Fusheng was also quickly refining the vitality of building wood given by Wang Changsheng.

As a scream was heard, the black-robed monk was completely killed by the three-legged giant cauldron.

There was no nonsense or abuse. From the beginning to the end, Wang Changsheng didn't even know who the black-robed monk was, where he came from, and why he wanted to attack the two of them...

These are not important at all in the ancient road of war!

In the ancient road of war, either fighting or looking for a fight, no one is immune, and everyone is fighting for the opportunity.