Chapter 67: The Open

Wang Cheng glanced at Song Tian indifferently, he was in an extremely bad mood now, he snorted coldly at this moment, and broke out directly!

"You say...... Three breaths can defeat Wang?"

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At the same time, he took a step directly, and the cultivation at the peak of condensation qi exploded, and the six stars of the dantian galaxy in his body were running.

Song Tian looked at this scene sarcastically, he didn't make a move, thinking that this Wang Cheng would never dare to make a move here, and now it was just a bluff.

But in the next moment, an astonishing aura erupted, Song Tian's complexion changed greatly, and he just wanted to react, but his body had already flown out upside down without being called.

Wang Cheng looked at this scene, his expression flashed a trace of evil, his body shook, and he came directly to this Song Tian and punched him in the chest.

Touch!

With a muffled sound, Song Tian fell to the ground, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes, this Wang Cheng's cultivation was obviously only the peak of condensation, but he was a little unable to resist in front of him......

"You're done, you dare to make a move here!"

Song Tian's expression was gloomy, he slowly stood up, felt the pain in his chest, snorted coldly, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building was spread around, and he glanced at Wang Cheng, who was not far away, and pointed with his right hand at this moment.

The people around were watching this scene at this moment, although Wang Cheng was a true disciple, he shot first, so Song Tian had the qualifications to backhand here, no matter how strong the peak of condensation qi was, he was not an opponent in the middle stage of foundation building......

Wang Cheng looked at that finger, sneered in his heart, and at this moment, with a slap of his eyebrows, the sword seal of the sword clan erupted, and a cold sword intent emanated from him.

"Slash!" Wang Cheng's eyes suddenly had a hint of murderous intent for some reason, and as soon as the sword of life transformed, the sword slash was directly cast!

The sword flickered, with a momentum of smashing everything, and at this moment, it slashed towards Song Tian.

With this sword, he used all his strength, and the picture of his heart being unable to do anything about the death of his relatives became a little distorted, and at this moment he had already exploded with all his strength desperately!

Song Tian looked at this slash with a sarcastic expression, his figure took a few steps forward, his hands were sealed, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building burst out without reservation.

"It's just condensed, and you dare to be presumptuous!"

He sneered on his face, and said in his heart that this Wang Cheng was too ignorant of the sky and the earth, and when his divine sense moved, the power of cultivation roared, and he went towards Wang Cheng.

But suddenly, Song Tian's complexion changed greatly, his eyes showed a look of horror, his body trembled, and a strong life-and-death crisis overwhelmed him, and immediately, he slapped the storage bag without hesitation, and dozens of jade slips were taken out by him, and at this moment, they were directly crushed, and the Dao Dao Spirit Curtain enveloped his whole body.

At this time, Wang Cheng's sword slashing magic power descended, and those spiritual curtains only symbolically hindered it, and then collapsed directly, one collapse followed by three, nine ......

"Crazy! he's a madman!" Song Tian was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this Wang Cheng to be so ruthless, and he was a killer directly.

"Wang Cheng, it is forbidden to fight in the sect, hurry up and accept your magical power, otherwise if I die, you will not be able to escape the rules of the sect!" Song Tian looked pale, and said in a hurried tone, his hands kept pinching, and the spiritual curtains were condensed, but they were soon shattered by that earth-shattering sword.

As Song Tian's soft words came out, the people around him changed color, looking at Wang Cheng's gaze, they were extremely jealous, they didn't expect that a monk at the peak of condensation could suppress the middle stage of foundation building......

Wang Cheng looked at this scene indifferently, without the slightest intention of withdrawing his supernatural powers.

"Wang Cheng, if you kill me, under the rules of the sect, even if you are a disciple of the Great Elder, you will not be able to escape death!" Song Tian was crying bitterly in his heart at the moment, he didn't expect this Wang Cheng to be so crazy, that posture, as if he would never give up if he didn't kill himself today......

Song Tian's words had already collapsed a little, obviously unable to support it, but Wang Cheng still looked at it indifferently, and the trace of murderous intent on his face was never reduced.

At this moment, as long as the core disciple who is paying attention to this scene, he is shocked by Wang Cheng's madness here, and at the same time, he has already attributed Wang Cheng to someone who must not be provoked......

It wasn't until another half of the tea time had passed, Song Tian's face had changed from pale to ruddy, and his eyes were already bloodshot, when Wang Cheng suddenly spoke:

"Wang lacks a slave...... If you become a slave of your own will, spare you from death. ”

Wang Cheng's voice was cold, looking at Song Tian, who was close to collapse at the moment, there was no emotion in his eyes.

The people around were silent, and they glanced at Wang Cheng again, feeling in their hearts that although this matter was provoked by Song Tian first, Wang Cheng's methods here were a little too much......

Feeling the chilling sword light, Song Tian was silent, his expression showed a look of struggle, he was a core disciple, although Wang Cheng's status was higher, but after all, he was just condensing qi, and he wanted to become a slave of condensation...... It's so humiliating.

But at this moment, his life and death are not in his own hands, he has been cultivating for decades, and finally has the status of a cultivator today, how can he die?

"I... I am willing to be a slave!" Song Tian said with a bitter heart in his heart, and his eyes were gloomy at the moment. He regretted it in his heart at the moment, if he was given a chance to do it again, he would never provoke this madman......

Wang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, he didn't even look at Song Tian at the moment, the life sword turned into light and melted into his eyebrows, and the earth-shattering sword light slowly dissipated.

Song Tian gasped for breath with a bloodless face, and walked to Wang Cheng's side extremely reluctantly at this moment, looking like a servant, but his expression was cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

Maybe he was a little afraid of Wang Cheng, and the people around Wang Cheng were far away at this moment.

Wang Cheng's strength can only barely fight in the middle stage of foundation building when he explodes with all his strength, but the sword clan's natal supernatural power gives him the strength to kill the middle stage of foundation building.

Although the sword slashing technique cannot be performed continuously, as long as it is cast, it will definitely die in the later stage of foundation building.

An hour passed, and several more figures came to Nanfeng, their cultivation was very high, and they were not core disciples, but like Wang Cheng, they were all true disciples.

True disciples are extremely rare in the Spirit Desolation Sect, and their masters are all elders of the Yuanying Realm, and their status is the highest among all the disciples.

As soon as they fell, Nanmo's figure descended from the sky.

He was dressed in black, with gray hair, a slightly chubby body, and a face with few wrinkles, but a strong sense of vicissitudes.

"Old man Nanmo, this time I went to the Immortal Cave, led by the old man. ”

Nanmo said, patting the storage bag on his waist, a huge wooden boat came out, floating in the air at the moment, exuding a majestic momentum.

The wooden boat was pitch black as a whole, dozens of zhang in size, like a small mountain.

Nanmo looked at this wooden boat proudly, this boat was taken out of the treasure house of the sect at a few great costs, and it had reached the level of infant treasure, and there was a formation in it, and the Yuan Ying could not shake it in the slightest.

......

On the top of the three peaks of the Wind Spirit Gate, countless monks have gathered here, and they are sitting in all corners of the mountain, and their breath is strong and weak.

Suddenly, a huge pitch-black wooden boat flew from a distance at this moment, and although the speed was not fast, it gave people an amazing feeling.

"The Soul Desolation Black Boat...... This is the Spirit Desolation Sect is here. ”

"The great sect of the past is afraid that it is now down, in the last thousand years, the Spirit Desolation Sect was able to send a red boat, but now it is only a black boat. ”

The sound of Dao Dao's sighs sounded, most of them were elders of the same sect, and their cultivation was all knots, and there was no primordial infant.

It's not that Yuanying monks are too rare, but the restrictions of the Immortal Cave, and they can't enter above the Jiedan, and there were once powerful monks in the Void Spirit Realm who wanted to force in, but they were finally wiped out by the formation, and the end was extremely miserable.

Wang Cheng stood at the stern of the black wooden boat, and he quietly looked at the mountain gate of the Fengling Gate.

It has long been reduced to ruins, there are traces of fighting everywhere, and some of the mountains have collapsed, looking a little desolate.

Unconsciously, Wang Cheng's gaze looked in the direction of the North Fourth District, and his gaze crossed the distance and fell on the place where he had lived for four years.

The middle peak is the mountain range with the strongest aura of Fenglingmen, and the grass and trees in the mountains are a little ruined, but they are full of vitality.

"I have never called your brother, but in my heart, you are my Wang Cheng's younger brother. ”

There was an autumn wind blowing in the distance, blowing through the mountains and forests, with a bit of autumn coolness, passing by the black giant boat, floating on Wang Cheng's body.

Song Tian stood silently beside Wang Cheng, extremely jealous of this madman in his heart, so he didn't see Wang Cheng's tearful eyes at this moment......

Suddenly, the black giant boat suddenly shook, and at this moment it slowly moved towards the ground, and after landing in an open place, Nanmo's voice came slowly at this moment.

"Three days later, the next teleportation will be opened, you wait to get ready, after entering the Immortal Cave, no matter what grievances there are between you, everything is based on your own chance. ”

He sat cross-legged at the bow of the giant boat, looking at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly slapped his right hand, and several spiritual lights shot out, which merged into some mountains.

Suddenly, a light sound sounded, and at this moment, the aura within a radius of a hundred miles condensed near the black giant boat at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, all the disciples of the Spirit Desolation Sect immediately felt the change in their aura, and at this moment, they all sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

Although entering the Immortal Cave is led by Nanmo, who is at the peak of the Immortal Pill, this does not mean that there are no dangers in it, and only when you are fully prepared can you deal with these crises.

Wang Cheng sat down cross-legged and began to meditate and cultivate, Song Tian sat not far from him, concentrating and closing his eyes, and had already entered a state of concentration.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and today ...... Formation teleportation will begin.

The entrance of the Immortal Cave is actually a large teleportation array, which is laid by the immortal himself, which appears every thousand years according to the changes of heaven and earth, and will be hidden in the world again after ten years.

This method has surpassed all monastic powers.

During the ten-year existence of the formation, a teleportation will be carried out every six months, and people from the outside can enter and people inside can also come out.

At this moment, some monks who came out half a year ago looked at a certain place with their eyes in unison at this moment, and their expressions were excited, turning into Taoist Changhong, and flying straight away......

Formation teleportation has begun!