Chapter 994 Bloody Massacre (Please Subscribe and Bookmark)

"Are they actually human cultivators? Why did they appear so quickly? The beast tide inside has stabilized so quickly? These self-proclaimed, low-born fifth-level monsters are indeed useless materials and not trustworthy. This time, they really lose more than they gain."

After the fifth-level Yang Chen knew the identity of the newcomer, his expression became more and more rigid. The two sides had just ended a battle of scale and intensity, and it was naturally impossible to ease it easily in a few words.

"The Yang Chen clan loves peace, so why bother to intervene in the disputes within our cultivation world? If we just take a beating and don't fight back, how can our cultivation world stand in the starry world?"

The Cui surnamed Shenhua period cultivator shouted, and at the same time, his hands did not delay at all. In the fierce battle, his figure also quickly rose and disappeared in the sky.

"The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, full of vitality and spiritual power. It's a pity that such a beautiful pure land needs to face a catastrophe today. Fellow Taoists, follow me to kill."

The cultivators in the God Transformation Stage were entangled with the fifth-level monsters. A cultivator in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stood up and was responsible for commanding the temporary battle.

The cultivators in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul also stand at the top of the cultivation world and the entire star world. As long as they don't provoke some old monsters who are determined to ascend, they are more than enough to protect themselves.

"Bang"

Naturally, the Nascent Soul cultivators will not hold back. With the operation of magic power, some low-level Yangchen clan cultivators burst without warning, turning into thick blood and condensing from the air. Drops of flesh and blood directly merge into the spiritual fields and spiritual medicine gardens.

"You bully the weak with your bigness. Are all of you from the human cultivation world so shameless?"

"We are attacking the boundary station you are defending openly and squarely, and we have never massacred low-level cultivators?"

"You acted like this today. Aren't you worried about our revenge in the future? Don't say I didn't warn you?"

The fourth-level cultivator of the Yangchen clan flew up, and his eyes widened after seeing this scene, and his words were full of threats.

"If you want revenge, just come. I will wait for you at the boundary station quietly, provided that you can save your life under my hands"

"You dare to provoke our human cultivators at will. Did you expect the revenge today?"

For the so-called threat of the Yangchen clan, the Yuanying stage cultivators did not take it seriously. After all, if they wanted to enter the cultivation world and wreak havoc, the defense of the boundary station was the node that must be broken through and blocked.

In a flash, during the conversation, Sun Mingsheng and other cultivators were already entangled in battle after a round of slaughter.

The fourth-level sheep were not a strong fighting race in the vast starry world. In the direct battle with Sun Mingsheng and other cultivators, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.

As a second-level Nascent Soul cultivator, Sun Mingsheng's cultivation strength was not outstanding among the Nascent Soul cultivators who came to retaliate, so naturally he would not be the focus of the Yang Chen clan.

At the beginning of the battle, the one who fought with him was a fourth-level low-grade Yang Chen, who controlled three fake spiritual treasures that were as mottled as stones and entangled with Sun Mingsheng.

The Yang Chen clan is famous for cultivating spiritual medicine in the cultivation world, and does not have a very obvious outstanding talent in refining equipment. This set of fake spiritual treasures can be said to be quite rough.

Sun Mingsheng also had some plans in his mind. The battle that seemed to be a battle between a match made in heaven and a good talent was under his control, and he gradually left the main battlefield and went in the direction where the strong smell of medicine was escaping.

The battle circle between other different cultivators and Yang Chen also expanded rapidly and went in different directions. Some of the cultivators who were obviously stronger constantly used other means in the intervals between battles to destroy some buildings within the visible range of the naked eye and slaughter the low-level Yang Chen one by one.

Faced with the death of a large number of sheep, these sheep above level 4 were naturally in a state of rage. Unfortunately, their own strength was limited. Even with their full strength, they still had no way to control the battle in a short time.

It seemed that the sheep clan was not fully prepared for the revenge of this trip. Some of the sheep above level 4 on this star even had some injuries of varying sizes that had not yet healed, and their combat effectiveness was greatly limited.

"The current location should be not far from the spiritual medicine garden, and it is time for this battle to end."

Feeling the increasingly rich spiritual power around him, Sun Mingsheng showed a satisfied smile on his face. For him, the biggest goal of this trip was to blanch enough spiritual objects to maintain the needs of the next 150 years of practice, and to provide enough help for the promotion to the third level of the Nascent Soul. This was particularly important.

"Hmph, you and I are just the same, are you so arrogant that you underestimate me, Yang Chen?"

The fourth-rank inferior Yang Chen showed a mocking look on his face, as if he was quite dissatisfied with Sun Mingsheng's reaction. After all, in the previous battle, there was no clear winner between the two.

And from the previous battle, Sun Mingsheng also did not hide his strength too obviously. Although this Yang Chen clan cultivator thought he could not win, he would not be defeated easily.

"Is it really a person who sits in a well and looks at the sky? Could it be that everything is just on the surface? True Fire Soul Control Flag, command"

In the previous battle, in order to prevent excessive performance from causing the siege of the Yang Chen clan, he always sacrificed only a banana fan in the battle. With the assistance of the three-flavor true fire, the three-color peacock was the main way to fight the enemy, so it was in a relatively stalemate.

"A fourth-grade lower-grade main soul, why don't you come out now?"

The True Fire Control Soul Flag has changed from its original light red to dark black under the infusion of sufficient fire attribute souls and main souls.

The growth and power of this fourth-grade lower-grade fake spiritual treasure over the years are obvious. At this time, it has truly possessed the quality of a top-notch fourth-grade lower-grade.

"Roar, roar, roar"

The main souls refined from five fourth-level inferior demon infants emerged from the flags one by one, and behind each main soul were more than a hundred third-level fire-attributed demon beast souls.

The eyes of each main soul and auxiliary soul were full of hatred for life, and they rushed forward under the leadership of the five main souls.

"Banana fan, burn, three-color peacock, go"

If you don't make a move, it's fine. If you choose to make a move, you will naturally not delay any further, and you must kill it in the shortest possible time.

In Sun Mingsheng's left hand, a seal half the size of a fist, carved with exquisite patterns, also flashed with dim light. It was the last fourth-level inferior fake spiritual treasure Zhaotian Yin that he got, and it was also the only fake spiritual treasure in his hand that could play a decisive role.