The figure of the demon beast turned into a black sword shadow has been threatened by his life, and it is the right decision to resist, why did he not attack Wang Changsheng after being thrown out by Wang Changsheng?

You know, when your life is threatened, it's normal to do this kind of thing.

"Abnormal, very abnormal!"

Wang Changsheng muttered in his heart.

"Dao... Fellow Daoists... You'll definitely regret it..."

Just as Wang Changsheng was watching coldly, a voice came into Wang Changsheng's mind.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from Wang Changsheng's mouth.

Struggle, keep struggling!

The power that erupted from the demon beast that the black sword shadow turned into has reached the Yuanying realm, and this kind of power, even the current Wang Changsheng will not easily be an enemy of it!

Why not resist?

As for the regret in the mouth of the black sword shadow?

Wang Changsheng has done a lot of regretful things, but he still lives to this day!

The anger in his heart did not disappear, and the black sword shadow was making trouble in the dantian Xingyu, making Wang Changsheng tortured, watching the figure die, Wang Changsheng would not have any fluctuations in his heart.

However, the warriors outside the Tower of Babel were paralyzed with fright when they looked at the scene in mid-air!

To be precise, it was not that he was paralyzed by fright, but that he was pressed to the ground by the power of the figure, unable to move.

"That's... What the hell is that? What a terrifying power!"

"Elder Venerable just let us out, is it because of this thing? It's terrifying..."

"He's not going to kill us, is he?"

"I should have left sooner, I have no doubt that he could swallow us all in one bite!"

...

The innate realm martial artists who were present and did not leave were all overwhelmed by the power that erupted from the figure, and they couldn't help but regret it.

When the elders of the imperial court drove them out of the Tower of Babel, they told them to leave early, but they didn't believe it, but they wanted to stay and watch from afar to see what was going on.

It's okay now, it's useless to regret it.

Of course, Wang Changsheng didn't know what those martial artists thought, and even if he knew, he didn't want to pay attention to it, let alone whether they lived or died, what did it have to do with Wang Changsheng?

Wang Changsheng is not a great good person, let alone a saint, of course he will not save these people!

Looking at the figure in mid-air, the roaring voice became smaller and smaller, and the figure became smaller and smaller, Wang Changsheng's expression was cold.

Of course, the doubts in Wang Changsheng's heart are getting worse and worse, why don't you resist?

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wang Changsheng saw that the demon beast that the black sword shadow turned into became smaller and smaller, and finally, it changed into the appearance of a sword shadow, but it was a little different from the shape of the sword shadow at the beginning.

"It's... It's..."

Seeing the figure turn into the shape of a sword shadow again, especially the shape was still a little familiar, Wang Changsheng couldn't help frowning.

"Langcang Sword?!"

Suddenly, Wang Changsheng found out why there was a little familiar feeling.

Isn't it exactly what the Langcang Sword looks like?

The two-handed broadsword, the heavy sword had no edge, it was just a black mist condensed out, and Wang Changsheng didn't distinguish it for a while.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Changsheng flew out directly from the Tower of Babel and appeared in front of the black sword shadow.

Wang Changsheng's appearance first caused a huge reaction among those martial artists who were lying outside the Tower of Babel.

"Fly, fly out of a person?"

"Isn't that the one who just broke through the Sky Tower?"

"He... He can fly?"

...

Those martial artists who were pressed to the ground looked at Wang Changsheng's figure in mid-air, and they all showed shocked looks.

Fly?

For the martial artists of the innate realm, they can make a short jump, and even in a short period of time, it looks similar to flying, but the martial artists of the innate realm present all understand that jumping is always just jumping, not flying!

And Wang Changsheng was really standing in mid-air at this moment.

For the innate realm martial artists, they couldn't understand Wang Changsheng's current behavior.

How?

"Who the hell are you?"

Wang Changsheng didn't pay any attention to the shock of the martial artists below, he just looked coldly at the black sword shadow that turned back in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Say, if you don't say it, you can continue to dissipate!"

If it weren't for the similarity of the sword shadow to the Langcang sword, Wang Changsheng would not have been able to pay attention to the black sword shadow at all.

"You... Yes... Regret it..."

In the shadow of the black sword, a murmuring sound came out again, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

Looking at the black sword shadow, Wang Changsheng's expression was cold, and he began to think in his heart.

"What the hell is this?"

Wang Changsheng kept roaring in his heart.

The Langcang Sword has become a kind of reliance for Wang Changsheng, as long as Langcang is in hand, even if he is a monk who is stronger than himself, once he gets close, if he is not careful, he will suffer under the Langcang Sword.

"Humph!"

In the end, a cold snort came from Wang Changsheng's mouth, and with a wave of his big hand, the increasingly faint sword shadow was directly incorporated into Wang Changsheng's body.

Feeling the black sword shadow appear in his dantian Xingyu, Wang Changsheng was also angry.

He had just pulled the black sword shadow out of Dantian Xingyu, but he didn't expect to bring it back again.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

Fortunately, only Wang Changsheng himself knows about this matter, and it is harmless.

The dantian had already regained its calm, and there was no black sword shadow to make trouble, and Wang Changsheng began to slowly absorb the aura to restore the true yuan.

As for the torture of the black sword shadow, it must be indispensable.

"Say!"

Wang Changsheng looked at the black sword shadow and said in a deep voice, "What are you from?"

The black sword shadow was silent, not only did he not answer Wang Changsheng's words, but he didn't even hear the sound of "buzzing".

"Looks like you still want to go out and see the scenery outside?"

Wang Changsheng continued.

As he spoke, Wang Changsheng waved his big hand, and a huge palm took shape again, directly pinching the black sword shadow in his hand.

Wang Changsheng only gave the black sword shadow a chance because of the face of the Langcang Sword, and now the black sword shadow continued to remain silent, Wang Changsheng didn't even want to talk nonsense to it.

"Have you ever touched the Langcang Sword?"

Just as Wang Changsheng was about to throw the black sword shadow out, a weak voice came into Wang Changsheng's mind.

"Langcang Sword?"

Wang Changsheng showed a puzzled look, stopped and continued to draw out the black sword shadow, and asked in a deep voice, "What is the Langcang Sword?"

"You don't know the Langcang Sword?"

The black sword shadow came out again, but the voice was getting smaller and smaller, and even some words were already weak!

It seems that the black sword shadow was outside just now, and it was indeed very damaged.

"I don't know!"

Wang Changsheng said directly.

As he spoke, Wang Changsheng continued to pull the black sword shadow out of the dantian Xingyu.