The First Sword of the Earth

Killing Sword, Slashing Blade Immortal.

Demons are not expensive enough, and monsters have nowhere to grow.

Once the spirit is drunk in the eastern region, the sword guards the four poles to comfort the purple wind.

The face of dead wood, the body of black clothes, no spiritual light, the sky is moving.

Ren Erdao's name is so fierce, it would be better to die as a ghost...

Only two days after the middle formation was breached, monks rushed into the central ring area one after another.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many monks breaking into the central area, Wang Sheng continued to attack, from south to north, from east to west, fought fiercely for more than 40 rounds, beheading more than 50 monks who rushed to the front.

Those who were buried under the spiritless sword were those whose cultivation was stuck at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but who were still unable to enter the Immortal Realm. ——The number of such masters is the largest, except for such opportunities, they have not had many chances to hit the immortal level, so they come here to fight.

There are also some ascetics who specialize in the inheritance of the four emperors, who want to ascend to the sky in one step, occupy the avenue of life, and get the protection of heavy treasures.

But what impressed Wang Sheng the most was the outstanding disciples cultivated by the various immortal sects.

They have outstanding aptitude, have the support of the immortal sect, and they are all immortal talents with high hopes. Each of them has the strength to hit the immortal realm, such as the pair of sisters who majored in the fire-controlling avenue.

Every loss of such a disciple would cause Da Zong's heart to bleed, and there are more than a dozen "daoist wizards" who died in Wang Sheng's hands in the past two days.

Fortunately, there are two layers of barriers, so that the Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals outside the formation cannot directly know the situation inside the formation, and Wang Sheng's shots are very fast every time, without leaving any traces...

Otherwise, Wang Sheng might have formed an endless feud with more than a dozen great powers in the immortal way.

Sniping these masters for two consecutive days, continuous transitions, fierce battles, various opponents, and unpredictable magical powers have benefited Wang Sheng a lot, and his understanding of his own swordsmanship has continued to deepen.

The most obvious benefit is that the Heavenly Wonderland, which would have taken a few years to fully stabilize, has been quickly stabilized by Wang Sheng at this time.

Fierce combat, for monks, is a high-risk and high-yield way of practice;

Especially for a swordsman like Wang Sheng, he can also benefit a lot from this; especially the sense of urgency to fight against a master, so that every sword he makes can't be slightly different, which invisibly sharpens Wang Sheng state of mind.

When killing these intruders in the first place, Wang Sheng really had a hard time adapting to his mentality, and felt that he had become a murderer.

But as more and more souls died under the sword... gradually adapted to this environment.

The ensuing increase in combat power is also more significant. Wang Sheng's sword is sharper than before, and when he makes a move, the lethality of his sword moves is a bit stronger.

After entering the Heavenly Fairyland, the fusion of Yujianshu and his own swordsmanship has made great progress. Wang Sheng has been able to concentrate on running the sword and killing the enemy with the sword, while Yujianshu is exerted by his subconscious mind. The six flying swords and swords The strokes fit perfectly.

In addition, Wang Sheng is also preparing to refine three more flying swords. At this time, he has been able to use the more powerful 'Nine Swords' technique in Yujianshu.

But he was so busy that he couldn't really kill the monks who broke through the formation.

As time went on, more and more monks entered the middle ring area. Wang Sheng did not dare to easily fight against the crowd, and he wanted to maintain his own mystery. He could only compress his range of activities and return to the previous strategy. ——

Choose someone to die.

Fortunately, the killing and trapping formations in the middle area faintly formed several 'moats', which made it very difficult for the monks who entered this place to advance, and also gave Wang Sheng more opportunities to catch orders.

Because of Wang Sheng's activity, the prestige of the 'spirit of defense' became stronger and stronger within the formation.

There are even a few big sects with good relationships who have reached a certain agreement, and the disciples of whichever party encounters the spirit of defense in the middle area, and they will immediately rush to help each other and watch and help each other.

On the sixth day when the middle formation was broken through, the number of monks in the middle ring area had reached several hundred, and these people were scattered to avoid premature conflicts, and they were all on guard against the black clouds floating in the sky at any time.

Wang Sheng's activity area was continuously squeezed,

And the number of masters at the peak of the Celestial Immortal Realm who were buried under his sword also reached more than sixty.

In the next few days, it was difficult for him to find a chance to kill, and he only killed a dozen people.

Such a record is already impressive enough, but Wang Sheng's purpose is to prevent people from approaching the Shenmu and protect his senior sister's chance, and it's not to compete with these monks to win the treasure.

"The situation is a little out of control,"

Standing in the canopy of the tree, Wang Sheng looked at the figures in the mountain below who were carefully breaking through the trap, feeling a little helpless.

Manpower is always poor, he is alone, and he is not fully sure to kill four experts in the Heavenly Immortal Realm quickly, especially when the opponent is already on guard.

If you are entangled by the other party, it will be difficult to get out.

Surrounded by the immortal light of the Wuling Sword, Yaoyun's figure was transformed, "If you are not sure, just go back for now. You haven't had a good rest for several days, and it is difficult to keep your immortal power full."

"Well," Wang Sheng replied, with a little helplessness in his eyes, and he retreated with a buoyant figure.

With the bronze mirror in hand, with a slight movement of his mind, the situation in the fairy palace has emerged.

The fairy lying in the treasure pond seemed to be fast asleep, and the three thousand blue silks were slowly blooming on the water surface, and the sleeve flower and the hem of the skirt were shaking gently with the fine ripples on the water surface.

It can be felt that the senior sister is at a critical moment of retreat, but the essence of the sacred tree around her has not declined at all.

From the bronze mirror, I can't tell how the senior sister's current cultivation has reached that level, but it is a conservative estimate...

Well, Flying Wonderland should already exist.

If those immortals who died under the Wuling sword were to know about this, I don't know if their hearts would collapse again...

Quietly returning to the inner formation, Wang Sheng didn't go under the tree this time, but went straight to the fairy temple, and found a corner with plenty of light to meditate quietly.

Arriving here, he could already vaguely sense the state of his senior sister. At this time, everything was as usual, and his senior sister seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

But after meditating for a while, Wang Sheng opened his eyes, let Xianli recover by himself, and lowered his head to stare at the bronze mirror in his hand.

Still not at ease.

The middle formation has been breached by intruders, how long can the inner formation last?

The more monks entered the middle ring area, the previous rumors about the middle formation would be self-defeating. The sayings like 'only twenty-eight people can enter' and 'it's all about luck' are completely untenable.

Even, Wang Sheng has already summed up the law of breaking through the middle-level large formation at this time.

It's actually very simple, look for Canglong Qisu.

There are twenty-eight constellations inscribed on the middle formation, but only the seven constellations of the Eastern Canglong are the gates of life, and the other three directions and seven constellations are the gates of death.

The talisman is hidden but not visible, only twenty-eight stars slowly surround it.

To pass through the middle formation, one needs to calculate the position of Canglong Qisu, and find the 'entrance' that matches the attributes of one's own way, and use one's own way as a guide to open the gate for a moment.

The seven constellations correspond to the yin and yang of the five elements, covering almost all the 'attributes' of monks, but whether the entrance can be opened or not, there are also rigid requirements for the level of cultivation and Taoism of the monks.

All this arrangement looks like it is indeed selecting a suitable successor to the mantle.

However, Wang Sheng glanced over the outer area covered with bones, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"Forget it, there is no result after thinking too much, myself and my senior sister are also beneficiaries...

Practice first. "

"Just don't worry," Yao Yun's voice sounded from the bottom of Wang Sheng's heart, "Even if Emperor Qinghua is plotting against the monks of the Eastern Heaven Territory, he will not hurt his disciples.

Emperor Qinghua didn't have many disciples, and Huaqing was the original spirit of the tree. If Huaqing was in any danger, the tree would take the initiative to protect him. "

"I hope," Wang Sheng sighed softly, put the bronze mirror aside, and closed his eyes again to concentrate.

Yao Yun transformed from a sword shape into a human shape, and continued to monitor everywhere.

Her spiritual power consumption in the past few days is not too much, and she does not need to retreat and repair; after the combination of human and sword is dominated by Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng will use his own immortal power to feed Yao Yun's spiritual power. On the contrary, there is a slight improvement.

However, just half a day after Wang Sheng practiced, before he could even fully enter into meditation, Yao Yun awakened his sword master.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his sword spirit's solemn expression, Wang Sheng thought that someone had already touched the inner formation, and suddenly became nervous.

"Look here," Yao Yun handed over the bronze mirror, "An old acquaintance of yours is also here?"

old acquaintance?

Wang Daochang blinked, looked down at the bronze mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly.

How dare this guy come here to join in the fun?

At the entrance on the south side of the outer formation, a group of six people are cautiously entering the outer formation; and among these few people, one of them is only a real fairyland, but there are several angels protecting him...

Moreover, the area where these people are going is also a place where treasures and medicinal herbs are placed, and they are not here for the inheritance of Emperor Qinghua.

At this time, the people who are most hopeful of receiving the inheritance of Emperor Qinghua have already gathered at the edge of the middle formation and the middle ring area.

And there are already too many monks in the outer layer of the big formation, and if he shows up rashly, he is easily besieged by the monks.

But if it is to kill this person...

Wang Sheng really wanted to take the risk.

There is no one else, so he is named Li Tianyao, he is an abandoned disciple of the Beihe Sword Sect, and the young master of the Thirteen-star Zhongtianfengmen in the ancient battlefield.

"This guy, why did you get here?"

"Of the people beside him, only one is an elder from Tianfengmen," Yao Yun said, "and I've been staring at them for a while, it seems that this Li Tianyao and the female cultivator beside him are a bit unclear."

"Huh?" Wang Sheng also took a look, but he saw that beside Li Tianyao, there was indeed a female fairy in a fairy dress.

This female angel is also beautiful and beautiful, with a good figure, holding a short sword in her hand; looking at the positions of these angels, in fact, only one angel is guarding Li Tianyao, and the other three are guarding this female angel around the body.

From time to time, Li Tianyao said something to the fairy, with a smile on his face, quite earnest.

This female fairy didn't know if she really fell in love with Li Tianyao, not only did she not refuse Li Tianyao's attention, but her gaze was also a little affectionate...

Wang Sheng muttered: "This guy, is he trying to rely on this method to continue to support Tianfengmen?"

"It should be," Yao Yun nodded slowly, "However, with his cultivation in the real fairyland, how can he win the favor of a woman in the fairyland?

What's more, judging from this posture, this female fairy should also be an important figure of a certain force. "

"No no, things like feelings can't be measured by cultivation. The pretty boy is quite a magical existence."

Wang Sheng pondered a few times, and said: "Since we met, we can't let him go so easily.

It's just that looking at their positions, it seems that they don't want to go too deep, and want to get rid of him, but it's still a little troublesome. "

Then, Wang Sheng took the bronze mirror and began to observe the various places in the Central area, thinking of a way to hide his body and get close to Li Tianyao and get rid of him.

The point is not to reveal your identity, and it is too close to the periphery, so it is easy to be discovered and remembered by those powerful...