Feilong Mountain, named because the mountain resembles a flying dragon.

The Feilong Mountain Range is located in the northwest of southern Xinjiang, and there are not only miasma perennial in the mountain, but also many poisonous insect elixirs

Low-level immortal cultivators traveled thousands of miles to come here to hunt demon beasts and pick elixirs.

On this day, in a canyon deep in the Flying Dragon Mountain Range, more than a dozen immortal cultivators jointly held up a yellow light shield and manipulated magic weapons to attack a group of black bats.

These immortal cultivators were uniformly dressed, and there was a small snake pattern on their clothes, which seemed to represent something.

There are hundreds of black bats, different sizes, and there is a black bat with the largest size, three or four zhang in size, which is the bat king.

After the Bat King let out a strange roar, his wings flickered, and two gray wind blades with a long length flashed out, heading straight for the yellow light shield below.

The other black bats did the same, flapping their wings one after another, releasing gray wind blades that shot towards the yellow light mask.

The dense gray wind blade slammed into the yellow light mask, making a "bang" and "bang" sound, and the light of the yellow light mask dimmed.

"Throw the blood beads. Seeing this, a middle-aged woman with a good face hurriedly shouted.

After speaking, she shook her sleeves, and three blood-red orbs the size of a dragon's eye flashed out, quickly shooting towards the black bat in mid-air.

Hearing this, the others threw out several blood-red orbs one after another.

Before the blood-red orb could get close to the black bat, it was shattered by a dense gray wind blade.

A large area of blood-red mist immediately surged out, and as soon as some black bats came into contact with the blood-red mist, a puff of green smoke rose from their bodies and fell from mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of black bats fell from mid-air due to contact with the blood-red mist.

At the same time, the immortal cultivators inside the yellow light mask controlled their respective magic weapons one after another, attacked the black bats, and killed dozens of black bats, and the number of black bats suddenly decreased by more than half.

The Bat King seemed to realize that something was wrong, and after letting out a strange roar, he led the remaining black bats to fly into the distance, but at this moment, a black light flew from the distance, followed by two blue lights flying out of the black light.

The speed of the two blue lights was extremely fast, and after a few flashes, they rushed into the bat group, and all the black bats that touched the blue light fell from the sky one after another, and even the bat king was cut off one of his wings and fell from the sky.

The Bat King slammed heavily on the ground, bleeding profusely, and it struggled to fly, but it had no choice but to break one of its wings and never fly.

At this time, the black light also fell on the side of the Bat King, and the black light was a man in black, who was Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng patted the spirit beast bag on his waist, and the two bloodthirsty spirit bats flew out of it and went straight to the bat king on the ground.

The Bat King was unable to fly, and his strength was greatly reduced, and the two bloodthirsty spirit bats easily pounced on the Bat King, and their sharp fangs pierced into the Bat King's body, sucking the blood in his body.

At the same time, Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and two blue lights went straight to the middle-aged woman and the others.

"No, it's the one who was rumored. Seeing this, the middle-aged woman's face changed greatly, her sleeves were raised, and a red glittering talisman came out of her hand and shot away into the air.

Hearing this, the faces of the others changed greatly, their sleeves were raised at the same time, and each of them had a red glittering talisman seal out of his hand and flew towards the sky.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned, his sleeves shook, and two golden lights flashed out, heading straight for the red talisman.

With a few "poof" and "poof" sounds, two golden rays of light smashed more than a dozen red rune seals, but there were still two red rune seals flying into the air.

With two loud bangs, the two red runes burst open and turned into two giant fireballs the size of a water tank, which could be seen from a long distance.

At this time, two blue lights also arrived in front of the middle-aged woman and others.

Hearing a scream, the middle-aged woman and the others fell in a pool of blood.

Wang Changsheng saw the two giant fireballs in the sky, he was vaguely uneasy, he made a move with one hand, and the two golden lights and two blue lights circled one by one, flew back to his sleeve and disappeared.

The two bloodthirsty spirit bats spread their wings and turned into two black rays of light and sank into the spirit beast bag.

Wang Changsheng stomped on the ground with one foot, turning into a black light and walking through the air.

At the same time, two rays of light, one red and one blue, shot out from a distance, heading straight for the black light that Wang Changsheng had turned into.

"Daoist friends killed our disciples of the Poison Demon Sect, do you want to leave?" A man's voice full of anger came from the red light.

Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye to this.

The place in the Flying Dragon Mountain Range was chosen by Wang Changsheng at random, and he never expected that he would be ambushed.

What Wang Changsheng didn't know was that he didn't fall into any ambush, but because he had killed too many foundation building monks before, the major sects issued warning items to their disciples, so that they could use them as warnings when they encountered high-level monks in the wild.

The two elders of the Poison Demon Sect in Fang City happened to see the giant fireball in the sky, so they chased it out of Fang City.

Wang Changsheng flew quickly while thinking about countermeasures.

The two pursuers behind him were the cultivators of the middle stage of the Jiedan and the early stage of the Jiedan, if there were only two of them, Wang Changsheng was not very worried, he was worried that there would be more high-level monks coming.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and he didn't want to be besieged by many monks in the Yudan period.

What made Wang Changsheng breathe a sigh of relief was that when he flew out of the Flying Dragon Mountain Range, he didn't meet the third cultivator of the Yudan period.

He turned his head and glanced behind him, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng stopped in the sky above a remote dense forest.

It didn't take long for the two rays of light to stop.

The light flickered, revealing the figures of a tall middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman with ordinary facial features and a plump figure.

Middle-aged men have the early stage of knotting, and middle-aged women have the middle stage of knotting.

Wang Changsheng didn't say a word, his sleeves flicked, and two golden lights and two blue lights flashed out, shooting straight towards the middle-aged man.

At the same time, his lips moved slightly, and black gas came out of his body, completely covering his body.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman snorted lightly, opened her mouth, and spewed out a small black shield, which rose in the wind and turned around her quickly.

Immediately after, she slapped the storage bag on her waist with her palm, and four black short swords flew out of it and quickly met it.

On the other side, the middle-aged man's sleeves flickered, and three golden flying knives flashed out, shooting towards the black qi where Wang Changsheng was hiding.

Immediately after, he pinched his hands, and colorful runes suddenly appeared on his face, turning into a five-colored shield, protecting his whole body in it.

The sound of metal colliding came from "Keng" and "Keng", and two golden lights and two blue lights collided with the four black short swords.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, the three golden flying knives controlled by the middle-aged man were submerged into the black qi where Wang Changsheng was hiding.