Chapter 368: Sinister Planting

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This time, he finally found Chen Wuxing again, but he died outside Tianlong City inexplicably, leaving not even a trace of bones.

Sha Tong was almost mad, he needed to vent, he really needed to vent, even if he couldn't beat Long Chengshi, he had to fight.

Anyway, Sha Tong knew in his heart that Long Chengshi of the Dragon Kingdom would not really dare to kill him this day, and besides, the thing he had just obtained from the northern end of Wulingyuan was enough for him to get rid of Long Chengshi and allow him to escape easily.

Thinking of the treasure he had just gotten, Sathorn was very confident. Looking at the blood-colored figure that pretended to be mysterious, he had a grim smile on his face, making his pale and thin face look even more terrifying.

Sha Tong just wanted to make Long Chengshi crazy, he knew in his heart that only by forcing this old guy to rush would he really use all his strength, otherwise, he would use the stereotypes of the Void God Realm as an excuse to symbolically fight some True Yuan Techniques, and he would stop.

A sinister plan has been swirling in Sathorn's mind. Sha Tong didn't want to be painless, and today, he not only wanted to vent the anger in his heart, but also wanted to explore the details of the strong people of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom.

For many years, although the five empires have been eyeing the Tianlong Kingdom, they have been suffering from no excuse and it is difficult to start embezzling. Isn't this tragedy a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Thinking of this, Shatong's triangular eyes widened, and a grim smile appeared on a face like a dead wood that almost devoured human flesh.

"Long Chengshi, you thousand-year-old freak, my Shatong has long looked at you unpleasantly, today you ran out of the turtle shell in Tianlong City, without this biggest reliance in your life, I Shatong will let you see, what is the real way of the void god!"

Sha Tong's eyes were blood-red, and as he spoke, his originally pale and thin body suddenly shone with golden light, and the whole person turned into a huge golden scimitar, and without saying anything, he slashed at the blood shadow in front of him.

"True Yuan Transformation, I can't imagine that you can also reach such a realm." The martial artists in the early stage of the Void God Realm, although their ability to control heaven and earth was extremely powerful, they were far from being able to reach this realm.

Long Chengshi never imagined that one of the most unbearable Void God Realms on the continent could even reach the third order of the Void God Realm and have the ability to transform into true elements.

This incarnation and the power of fusing heaven and earth are not at all something that ordinary martial artists can bear. Taking Feng Yechang as an example, his strength can still be measured in terms of 100,000 or million catties now, but if he reaches the supreme realm of True Yuan Transformation, these numbers are meaningless immediately.

The warrior after the transformation of the true element can be said to surpass the form of the warrior, it can be a mountain, it can be a sea, and the power generated by it is even more immeasurable.

Seeing that as soon as Sha Tong came up, he used such a powerful trick, Long Chengshi naturally did not dare to slack off.

With Long Chengshi's roar, the tall and mighty blood-colored figure suddenly elongated infinitely, and in the blink of an eye, a blood-colored dragon hundreds of zhang long came out of nowhere, stretching out two bloody claws to grab the scimitar.

"True dragon bloodline, your dragon family is really a freak." From the golden shadow of the scimitar dozens of feet long, there was a cold voice from Shatong.

I saw that the scimitar circled for a while, and suddenly a golden enchantment formed around it, and in this enchantment, there were constantly golden sword shadows shooting out, slashing fiercely on the body of the huge blood dragon, and there were several lines, splitting the scale armor outside the blood dragon dragon's body into several bloody holes.

The blood dragon roared violently, and suddenly spit out a blood-colored lightning bolt from its mouth, stabbing straight towards the golden enchantment, only to hear a "boom" earth-shattering sound, the golden enchantment was like a smashed boulder, instantly split in half, and the blood-colored lightning slashed at the scimitar in the center of the enchantment.

"Ahh

Sha Tong screamed, unable to maintain the image of the scimitar any longer, spitting blood from his mouth, and fell thousands of feet away, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Sathorn, you have a good talent, but it's a pity that you have gone astray, with your current realm, if you retreat for a hundred years, I'm afraid you will be able to comprehend what I just did. I've been cultivating this kind of supernatural power for thousands of years. That's the end of today's business, so do it yourself! ”

Long Chengshi put away his law body, returned to the form of the blood-colored figure, and said coldly. After that, he didn't look at Shatong again, but when he saw that everything in heaven and earth seemed to be slightly stunned, Long Chengshi's figure had disappeared.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that this old guy also comprehended the power of space. That's amazing! It seems that that this matter has to be considered in the long run. Brother Qin, I'm sorry. Ahem"

Sha Tong's eyes were flustered, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, muttering to himself.

A battle of the void gods ended between the lightning and flint, although the earth-shattering noise attracted the eyes of some martial artists, but the subsequent calm and calm made these Xuanling Realm martial artists confused, and they gave up the idea of searching.

Only this mile-long radius of ruins silently recorded the traces of this shocking battle.

Not only that, but there is a fighting atmosphere of void god warriors here, because it is too terrifying, within a few years, not many martial artists dare to set foot in this mysterious place.

……

The battle in front of the Secret Hall of Dengchen did not attract the attention of Feng Yechang, and of course he would not have felt it.

At this moment, Feng Yechang has gradually entered the range of Longclaw Mountain, and is embracing the girl's body that has gradually become cold, wandering around aimlessly.

Looking at the bloody corpse in his arms, Feng Yechang's heart was endlessly desolate, a young girl in the flower season would end up like this, she had not provoked anyone, let alone made any mistakes, but why did she suffer such misfortune for no reason.

More than that, they have just experienced an earth-shattering battle, and for the first time they killed a human warrior with their own hands, and burned the group of accomplices with flames, these people have nothing to do with demons and evils, but why are their actions and hearts not inferior to demons and demons.

At this moment, Feng Yechang's heart is experiencing an extremely painful struggle.

"Should this guy be killed?!"

"Damn it! Even if cause and effect are lifelong, even if heaven and earth turn their backs. Such an evil and vicious fellow, if you kill another 3,000, I will never regret it! ”

Feng Yechang gritted his teeth, hoping to meet Wang Xiaowan in his arms, and muttered to himself.

"Alas, master! Is such a guy damned? ”

Xiao Ming sighed softly in his mind, but he didn't interfere with Feng Yechang, nor did he let Feng Yechang hear it. This small nameplate seems to be becoming more and more humane, and gradually has its own mind.

Stepping on the dawn and morning light, the wind and night are long and galloping for dozens of miles, and I actually came to a beautiful valley full of flowers and gurgling water.

In the depths of this valley, on both sides of several magnificent bluestones, several hundred-foot-high broad-leaved giant trees stand quietly.

"Isn't it beautiful here?"

Feng Yechang murmured in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the girl's sweet dreams.

Wang Xiaowan didn't want her family to know her tragic fate, so she specially begged not to send her body back to the clan, and Feng Yechang could only respect her last words and find a place for him to be buried.

Seeing that this quiet valley is gentle and beautiful, just like Wang Xiaowan, this beautiful name. The wind and night chief decided to bury the girl in his arms here.