Immortal Palace

"That's not good!"

The war slave at the peak level of Dao Zun felt Jian Ping's sudden burst of power, and something bad sounded in his heart!

It was this sudden burst of power that made it difficult for him to summon the strength to resist the Langcang Sword. He could only watch helplessly as the Langcang Sword left a bone-deep wound on his body.

This means that as a peak Taoist, if he was only in the later stage of Taoist, he would probably be split into two with this sword strike.

The most important thing is that when the power surged and he tried to forcefully heal the wound, not only did the wound not heal, but it eroded towards the surroundings and became bigger and bigger.

"What a strong blood evil spirit..."

The peak Taoist war slave said with fear in his heart. He looked at the Langcang Sword in Wang Changsheng's hand and became even more fearful.

Such a strong blood evil aura is rare in the world. Even in the era he lived in back then, he was known as the number one demon in the world and the one who slaughtered all living beings. He did not have such a strong blood evil aura.

He also finally understood why Wang Changsheng was able to easily kill several powerful people in the late Taoist realm. Strength was on the one hand, and on the other hand...

It's that weird two-handed broadsword!

boom!

The roaring sound stirred up, and an ancient aura stirred up in the body of the war slave at the peak of Dao Zun, suppressing the spread of the wound.

"Ancient method?"

Wang Changsheng also showed a surprised look when he felt the aura that suppressed the spread of Huangquan's bloody evil.

It's not some nondescript ancient method, but a truly pure ancient method.

Only the ancient method can be used to a certain extent against the blood evil aura of Huangquan.

Of course, the so-called "somewhat effective" effect is only slightly better than that of the golden elixir technique. In fact, it does not have much effect.

What's more, Wang Changsheng took action with more than one sword. With a sword, he usually suppressed his opponent. The Langcang Sword that Wang Changsheng used fell like a violent storm. In just a few breaths, dozens of scars appeared on the slave's body.

This is because the battle slave at the peak level of Dao Zun, after reacting, used part of his strength to resist the Langcang Sword. If not, he would have been cut into pieces by Wang Changsheng.

Don't underestimate the tyranny of Langcang Sword. All the monks who underestimated Langcang Sword have become dead souls under the sword.

"Fellow Taoist, don't resist stubbornly!"

Wang Changsheng said with an incomprehensible expression: "You should have died many years ago..."

"Now you are living like a human, a ghost or a ghost. We can help you get rid of it."

"Is it not good?"

These war slaves were not born by nature. They were once members of the Nine Heavens Realm. Of course, whether the era they were in was called the Nine Heavens Realm or not...

They were once the top geniuses in the world, and some were even geniuses. In the end, they competed in the Immortal Road, and were controlled by the rules of the Immortal Road, ending up as humans and ghosts.

To be honest, any genius would find it difficult to accept such a result.

Hearing Wang Changsheng's words, Zhan Nu was also stunned for a moment...

With Dao Zun's peak cultivation level, he would not be easily distracted by his opponent's words during a battle, not to mention that he was still at a disadvantage.

However, what Wang Changsheng said struck a chord directly in his heart, making even the war slave at the peak of the Tao Master tremble in his heart.

Seizing the opportunity, the Langcang sword fell again. This time, it no longer slashed with the Langcang sword, but directly turned into a netherworld, wrapping the peak Taoist war slave in it.

At the same time, Jiuyou City flew out directly and suppressed the opponent with Jian Ping Ping's power.

"Um?"

Sensing the situation in Underworld, Wang Changsheng also frowned.

When the underworld just eroded the opponent, you could clearly feel the opponent's struggle. With the strength and cultivation of the opponent's Taoist at the peak level, it is very likely that he will not be able to kill directly with the underworld.

After all, my cultivation level is only at the late stage of Dao Zun, and I have not completely refined Huangquan, so I need to do it several times before I can do it.

But then I felt something was wrong, and the struggle became weaker and weaker. In the end, the war slave at the peak level of Dao Zun was already struggling symbolically, and was no match for the corrosive power of the underworld.

"Maybe... you are right..."

"This state, neither life nor death, is a kind of torture..."

Under the suppression and erosion of the underworld, a faint voice was heard. This voice had reached the point of being inaudible. Even Wang Changsheng, the lord of the underworld, did not hear it very clearly.

Of course, even if it is inaudible, Wang Changsheng is very sure that there is indeed such a voice echoing in the underworld.

And the person who made this sound...

It must be the war slave who is at the peak level of Taoist Master. As for why he said such words, it originated from what Wang Changsheng said at the beginning.

"Is this okay?"

Wang Changsheng said with an incomprehensible expression.

Judging from the reaction of Dao Zun's peak-level battle slave, it was his words that had an effect and made him give up resistance.

For ordinary people, they would choose to live in peace rather than die. But for those former geniuses, this kind of living state is not what they want.

It just happened to be the opportunity to fight Wang Changsheng again to get out of this state.

For the geniuses who can cultivate to the realm of Taoism, are they afraid of death?

Maybe there is…

But they have already experienced death once, and now they have become like humans and ghosts. If they really have a chance, they may really choose to die completely.

boom!

As a roaring sound rang out, the war slave who was at the peak of the Taoist realm completely fell into the underworld, turned into a fairy road rule, and disappeared.

"Is this all okay?"

Jian Ping also said with a surprised expression.

As a participant in the entire battle, Jian Ping Ping originally thought it would be a fierce battle, but the final result was a little hard to accept for Jian Ping Ping.

Of course, the process of the war is equally difficult to accept.

This was not the first time he fought against war slaves. He knew how difficult these war slaves were, but he never expected that the battle would end in this way.

"Not every war slave will accept disappearing in this way..."

Wang Changsheng also said with an incomprehensible expression: "After all, in this state, they are still alive, and they are not much different from the sages of the Tomb of the Dead!"

"It's just that the rules for borrowing are different!"

"Many people are also thinking about using the rules of the Immortal Road as a basis to gain a chance to live another life!"

Wang Changsheng's words completely saw through the existence of Zhan Slave.

Moreover, it is not impossible. For example, the second-generation war slave on the Ancient Road of War...

The second-generation war slave of the Ancient Road of War was once the top being among the war slaves. Even within the circle of the war slaves of the Immortal Road, he was not an unknown person.