Like Wang Shi, Song Sheng also fell into the "Flying Sky", but unfortunately he did not break away from it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Everyone's encounter with the "flying sky" is different and varies from person to person. And looking at the entire Roy tribe, few people have been able to come out.

The illusion that Song Sheng encountered was a road to becoming a god, stepping on thousands of dry bones, and finally reaching the peak of martial arts and achieving the supreme god position.

He was invincible in his illusions, and no one could stand in his way. Even if he fights to the last drop of blood, he will kill the opponent strongly, and then become even stronger.

Naturally, a powerful person like Wang Shi has become a good touchstone and a stepping stone on his road to success.

Any genius, any demon, any demon, in Song Sheng's illusion, is a dry bone under his feet.

The reason why "Feitian" is strong is because people's desires are strong.

In fact, "Flying Sky" is the function of a magnifying glass, which magnifies people's desires infinitely, and then makes people completely sink into their own desires.

The most powerful illusion is never a dilemma, but a sinking. Hardship can bring out the infinite potential of a person, but it is a kind of tempering, while sinking is satisfying you with what you always desire, and almost no one can pull it out.

The best way to defeat a person is not to defeat him, but to let him sink into a certain thing, and he will lose everything. By that time, no one needed to challenge him, and he would have been defeated.

Perhaps at the beginning, Song Sheng's inner desire was only a small point, but under the temptation of the illusion again and again, this little bit of desire began to gradually swell, becoming a huge swamp, and gradually swallowing Song Sheng's entire person into it.

Stepping on the pinnacle of martial arts is what every cultivator dreams of, and who is not practicing for the pinnacle of this world? And cultivation is also the most powerful desire in this world, and no one can resist it. The combination of these two has reached the ultimate desire, and it can be said that anyone will be swallowed by it.

Anyone, any dazzling genius, may be able to match or even overwhelm Wang Shi when he was with him at the beginning, but after a period of time, he will be thrown far away by Wang Shi.

Wang Shi's cultivation speed is really jaw-dropping, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a demon. The scary thing about him is not how strong he is, but that his progress is too much of a demon.

When he was in Feihuang City, Song Sheng may still have the strength to fight with Wang Shi, but after today, in the dungeon, it began to be eclipsed, and finally by now, he has completely become a dispensable supporting role, and he can't play any role at all.

In fact, in Song Sheng's heart, a faint jealousy has long existed, but he is not a narrow-minded person after all, and he has not taken this thing to heart.

However, after being trapped by the illusion, desire completely devours it, and this little jealousy has turned into a terrible killing intent.

Song Sheng's path to becoming a god does not allow failure, let alone a strong person like Wang Shi!

At this time, Song Sheng, who was devoured by desire, only life and death existed between him and Wang Shi, and there was no victory or defeat. He wants to crush all obstacles on the road to dry bones, and he is the only one who can reach the top.

The small lilac sword swept back and fell into Song Sheng's hand, enlarged in an instant, and became the size of a sword.

The natal sword that has been hidden in his body since he was a child, this is the third time that he has fallen into his hands, that is, the third time that Song Sheng has begun to truly show his full strength.

Edgeworth!

Song Sheng turned his fingers into a sword and wiped it on the purple sword, and then the void stirred, and seven identical swords appeared!

Wang Shi suddenly took a step forward and approached Song Sheng. At this moment, Wang Shi would not be afraid of anyone at all, even if he was a real powerhouse of the One Realm, he would not flinch in the slightest.

Out of the knife!

Yangui knife method!

Song Sheng's left foot drew a semicircle in front of him, and then his body sank slightly, and the purple sword in his hand advanced!

A dignified sword!

Just like the duel between ancient gentlemen, what you want is to compete in strength in a dignified manner, any opportunistic moves will not work, and only by facing each other head-on can you take this sword.

Even though Song Sheng has sunk into his own desires, the sense of battle still exists, and everything else is very clear, but reaching the top has become everything to him.

Wang Shi bent his knees, his center sank, and the demon knife in his hand had fallen from his upper right at some point.

Straight knife!

As with the usual chopping wood, Wang Shi's demon knife slashed straight down and landed on the target with unmistakable accuracy.

It's like a big "乂" word, a knife and a sword intertwined with each other!

The original bending knees sank again, Wang Shi's body slid forward, the center of gravity moved forward, and the demon sword in his hand also slipped out against the purple sword.

Bite!

At this time, the seven identical purple swords that surrounded Song Sheng fell, attacking Wang Shi indiscriminately. Even among the many types of sword techniques, Song Sheng's ability to conjure eight identical natal swords is also a top-notch existence, and there is no doubt about its strength.

Knives!

Wang Shi slashed out countless sword shadows in an instant, building a powerful protection!

At this time, Wang Shi was already close to Song Sheng's chest because of the slippage.

Song Sheng's body exploded again, indicating that his body had reached a precarious point.

Seeing that he was about to be killed by Wang Shi, Song Sheng's anger completely exploded, and he roared directly in anger.

The purple sword in his hand is counterattacked!

Just like grabbing a handful of straw and then waving the sickle in his hand to harvest, Song Sheng wanted to cut off Wang Shi who had jumped into his arms directly with his horizontal sword!

At the same time, three purple arrows fell straight down and lay across Song Sheng's chest, serving as an excellent defense.

Wang Shi's left palm suddenly flattened out at this time, and the Black Death Curse in his hand suddenly erupted, completely enveloping his palm, providing it with powerful power.

The arms were at the level of the shoulders, stretched into a straight line, and Wang Shi's palms stood upright, forming a straight cliff, blocking everything.

Because of the experience among thousands of gods and Buddhas, Wang Shi has reached a strong realm in hand-to-hand combat, and a strong person in any realm, as long as he is close to him, he will not be able to bargain.

The left palm accurately hit Song Sheng's right arm, which was wrapped in a large circle, causing him to not be able to advance the slightest!

The right arm that originally held the sword wanted to harvest Wang Shi, but at this moment it was completely blocked and could not advance a single bit, and Song Sheng's move of wanting to fight for his life was forcefully stopped by Wang Shi.

And at this time, Wang Shi's demon knife disgust finally fell!

Yan returns to thirteen knives!

A pitch-black light fell, and there was no room for anyone to hide from such a short distance!

Originally, he could have cut off Song Sheng's head with a single sword, but Wang Shi didn't, even if he had already moved his murderous aura, he couldn't do such a thing.

Knife falls!

The three purple swords that lay across his chest immediately took on a powerful slashing force!

Bang!

Because of the powerful impact, Song Sheng immediately flew upside down! It didn't take long for him to smash into a piece of treasure, bringing a powerful impact.

However, Song Sheng immediately rolled over and glared angrily at Wang Shi.

Click! Click! Click!

The crisp cracking sound was particularly clear in the rioting hall, and all of it fell into Song Sheng's ears.

Song Sheng suddenly took a step back, and spat out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

The three swords with their real names lying across his chest were all severed, turned into pieces, and fell to the ground. Because this is a natal sword, after being damaged, Song Sheng himself will also be affected. And the eight swords that were originally powerful no longer remained as they were, and they turned into a sword again, which fell into Song Sheng's hands.

At this moment, those undigested medicinal powers took advantage of this opportunity to explode again, turning into a force that rushed out from different directions, about to flush Song Sheng into a pile of flesh and blood.

The killing intent in Wang Shi's eyes gradually dissipated and walked towards Song Sheng.

Suddenly, Song Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed!

As if he hadn't heard this laughter, Wang Shi's eyes lowered slightly and continued to walk.

Song Sheng stared at the figure that was walking and said, "Wang Shi, you are destined to become a stepping stone on my path, the stronger you are, the stronger you can prove my strength!"

"Because of me, you will definitely leave a name, and you will become a shining supporting role in the praise of the world, just to foil my existence!"

"Come, burst out with all your strength, show the strength you deserve, and prove my path to godhood!"

All the power in his body began to surge, and Song Sheng forcibly controlled it, pouring it all into his purple sword, not caring at all about the wounds on his body that were constantly caused by the conflict of medicinal power.

At this moment, Song Sheng, because of the conflict of powerful medicinal powers, not to mention the eye-catching wounds, his internal organs, meridians, and qi sea have been severely damaged, and they are almost fragmented. Even if there is no external force, he will not last long, and he will completely explode and die.

Such a bomb, if all the spiritual power and medicinal power are compressed, the power generated is enough to kill the average powerhouse of the whole realm.

Wang Shi's spiritual power is condensing, converging on the demon sword, and walking slowly!

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The folding fan in the jade-faced boy's hand was gently cut off, and he easily cut off a head, and then easily and simply collected the magic bronze ring that the man had filled, and then glanced towards the main hall.

Suddenly, a powerful roar was heard, and the jade-faced boy looked towards the source of the sound, so he found Song Sheng, and then Wang Shi.

Seeing this familiar figure, the jade-faced boy's eyes narrowed slightly, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then walked towards Wang Shi.

Uncle Li glanced at Gongzi's body, and then saw Wang Shi, and immediately understood the reason, and quietly followed. It's an attack and killing, and it doesn't take too many people, the two of them are enough.

The aura of the jade-faced boy began to become ethereal, and the whole person became a non-existent existence, and Uncle Li did the same, slowly approaching Wang Shi.