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Chapter 1689 Killing

Lines of celestial light were thrown out of the underworld by these monks of the supreme religion.

“So rich!”

Wang Changsheng looked at the immortal light that was thrown out. In just a few breaths, there were already hundreds of them, and he sighed in his heart.

I think back then, when Wang Changsheng got hundreds of immortal lights, he sold a lot of quasi-Tao tools and holy medicines, but now? Just by suppressing the monks of these supreme religions, he could plunder so many immortal lights.

This is the fastest way to make a fortune!

Of course, if Wang Changsheng did not have the current cultivation level, he would not be able to suppress these monks of the supreme religion, even with the help of Huang Quan!

Only more than half of the monks chose to throw out the fairy light, while the remaining monks of the Supreme Sect continued to remain silent.

"No more?"

Wang Changsheng asked.

To be honest, hundreds of immortal lights are indeed quite a lot, but compared with the cultivation of these people, it seems a bit inadequate.

"No more. Most of the immortal light we got was used for cultivation."

"There really is no more fairy light. When we reach this realm, we don't need the fairy light at all. I don't have much left!"

"I went to buy a quasi-Tao tool, but there is indeed no fairy light left!"

Helpless voices came from the mouths of many monks. They were hundreds of venerables, and most of them were at the peak of venerable levels. However, today they fell into the hands of Wang Changsheng alone!

"What about you?"

Wang Changsheng looked at the monk who continued to remain silent, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Stop your wishful thinking. It's impossible for me to give you the fairy light. Even if you kill me, I won't give it to you!"

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Chen is right. We are monks of the Supreme Sect and will not be threatened by you!"

"Kill me, you won't live much longer!"

The monks who did not hand over the Immortal Light were not afraid of Wang Changsheng at all, and even cursed at Wang Changsheng.

"That being the case"

Wang Changsheng looked at everyone and said with a sneer: "Then you all go to hell!"

As he said that, he saw Wang Changsheng wave his hand, and Huang Quan, who had been restraining himself, heard a huge roar at this time, and saw Huang Quan sweeping over him. The monk who was still cursing just now was instantly swept into the wave by Huang Quan.

Even those monks who handed over the Immortal Light are no exception!

A series of screams came from the underworld, and the entire land, under the impact of this power, was constantly shaking and threatened to collapse.

However, Wang Changsheng is not worried about the collapse of this land at all. It can be seen from the raging Dao Yun that there were great masters who fought on this land. Even the great masters did not destroy this land. How could Wang Changsheng destroy it?

"You have to die well, I will wait for you"

"You are not trustworthy. You said you would let us go if you gave it to Xian Mang!"

"You dare to kill us, just wait, my sect will not let you go!"

"If you don't keep your word, why do you still want to kill me after I gave you the immortal light?"

Various cursing voices continued to echo in the underworld. The people who had been suppressed by the underworld were unable to resist under the erosion of the underworld. In just a few breaths, several monks were killed.

Under the underworld.

Of course, there were some monks who were more courageous. Seeing this situation, they did not beg for mercy. Instead, they kept roaring at Wang Changsheng.

"Hahaha, I hate it. I thought that I had struggled to reach the peak of the venerable realm, but I didn't expect that I would end up like this!"

"Me too, I didn't expect to die in such a painful way!"

"Although I had expected that I would die, I didn't expect to die here."

Most of the monks who were suppressed by Wang Changsheng were at the peak level of the Venerable, and only a few were at the later level of the Venerable, because it was impossible for monks with too low cultivation levels to catch up with the speed of the three of them.

Those monks in the later stages of the Venerable Realm were able to catch up because they were good at speed spells.

With their cultivation, although they cannot be said to be invincible in the Immortal Star Universe, as long as they do not provoke those geniuses, their lives will not be in danger.

And now?

Can Li Fusheng and Fatty be considered geniuses? No, they are not cultivated enough!

However, Wang Changsheng who appeared later could definitely be regarded as a genius, and he was also the most powerful among the geniuses. Otherwise, they would not be so helpless to fight back.

Even if this bloody river is a Taoist weapon, if Wang Changsheng is not strong enough, it is impossible to suppress them.

"Lao Li, help, go faster!"

Wang Changsheng said.

As he spoke, he waved his big hand and launched a fierce attack, rushing directly into the underworld.

The art of sword peak!

With the corrosive power of the underworld, it is indeed possible to wipe out these sages from the supreme religion, but it will also take some time.

It is not yet known when the monks chasing after them will arrive, but the time will definitely not be too long. It has already taken a lot of time to suppress them.

Boom boom

When the Sword Peak Technique rushed into Huangquan and was controlled by Wang Changsheng, Huangquan did not block the Jianfeng Peak Technique. Instead, it guarded the suppressed monks and directly faced the Jianfeng Peak Technique.

With bursts of roaring sounds, the monks who were completely suppressed by the underworld, entangled by the corrosive power, had no resistance at all in the face of the Jianfeng technique, and instantly fell to the Jianfeng technique, and then the underworld poured in again

, and in the end not even a body was left behind.

"good!"

Li Fusheng agreed, directly raised the three-legged giant cauldron, and crushed it into the underworld.

Li Fusheng was not worried about his three-legged giant cauldron at all, because he believed that Wang Changsheng knew what to do.

Bang!

The three-legged giant cauldron fell into the underworld, causing even greater commotion. It stirred up with the underworld and drowned dozens of monks in an instant.

When the three-legged giant cauldron swept across the place, only the underworld was stirring. As for the corpses of those venerables,

Not a single body was left behind!

"Lao Li, are you too cruel?"

Wang Changsheng looked at Li Fusheng and said, "You even covet corpses?"

"It's necessary!" Li Fusheng said with a smile, without the slightest embarrassment.

Li Fusheng's three-legged giant cauldron swept across, and those venerables were all shocked to death. The reason why the corpses were not left behind was not that they were swallowed up by the underworld, but that they were carried away by Li Fusheng's three-legged giant cauldron.

Li Fusheng's refining of the three-legged giant cauldron requires blood. The blood and energy of these powerful men in the Venerable Realm will be more helpful for Li Fusheng to refine the three-legged giant cauldron.

In a short period of time, Li Fusheng plundered the corpses of at least fifty sages.

Wang Changsheng didn't care, because these corpses were of no use to Wang Changsheng. It would be better if they could help Li Fusheng refine the three-legged giant cauldron.

"I'm here to help too!"
Chapter completed!
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