Three people from Jiu Shengtang died in the battle, leaving only a skinny high school senior who fought against Du Hong.
The holy stone in the body is suppressed and cannot explode to increase cultivation level or self-destruct. The thin high school senior wanted to escape long ago, but Du Hong's black lightning sword was sharp and sharp, up and down, front and back, completely blocking all his escape routes, giving him no chance to escape at all.
Moreover, the more he fought, the more decadent he became, and the more he fought, the more exhausted he became, and he was about to be gradually defeated. Looking at the black soul shadow again, after devouring the previous person, he excitedly rushed towards himself, and the long devil also took big steps to follow.
Seeing Chang Sheng and the black soul shadow rushing toward him, the thin high school senior suddenly let out a loud roar, dropped his weapon, and rushed towards Du Hong with his bare hands.
puff.
Before anyone could react, Du Hong's knife passed through his chest.
Red blood burst out from the corner of his mouth. The middle-aged man, who was still hanging on Duhong's black sword, turned his head with difficulty and smiled contemptuously at the charging black soul.
There was no trace of life left in him, but the smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.
In order not to have his soul swallowed up, a master of concentration actually chose to seek death by force! It's so tragic, but it also makes people feel sad.
He actually wasted a Ningzhen! Seeing the middle-aged man who had died of anger, Hun Ying returned to Hun Li Tianling somewhat discouraged.
The soul cannot be swallowed, but the demonic essence and true essence are still there. As soon as Du Hong took out the knife from the corpse, Changsheng rushed over and stabbed the corpse.
After removing the four hidden sentries outside the formation, Changsheng and the others were able to find the intention to investigate the formation in the Xiao family mansion.
It seemed that everything was normal in the mansion. The lanterns and candles under the eaves were flickering in the breeze, and one could even hear the intermittent snoring coming from the concierge.
From the outside of the formation, you can't tell anything strange inside. Changsheng can detect the formation base and formations inside the formation, and he can go in and out without any hindrance. But if everyone wants to go in, they need to break the formation, and it takes time to break the formation.
But he has no time available now.
"Dong Ping, bombard the formation until it explodes."
Tom, tom, tom, tom...
Following the bombardment of the True Essence Cannon, a huge roar and dazzling light shook the entire Ningchun City.
Numerous attics and houses in the city were lit up with lights. People walked to their courtyards one by one, with sleepy eyes and shocked faces.
A few breaths later, as the formation was blasted away, the real scene inside the Xiao family mansion appeared before everyone's eyes.
Two masters of concentration from the Nine Saints Hall, as well as dozens of foundation-building monks and Qi-refining masters, stood in the courtyard. Kneeling in front of them were a Ning Zhen member, more than a dozen Foundation Builders, and nearly a hundred Qi Lian people from the Xiao family, all of whom were seriously injured.
Those Nine Saints monks looked at the Hell Ship that appeared with determination in their eyes.
Changsheng looked confused when he saw the only two masters of concentration in the Nine Saints Hall. What kind of configuration is this? There are four people following you, but only two are doing business?
At this time, Hun Li was rubbing his hands happily.
"Two Ning Zhen Gui Hun Li, the others will be trained by the Pioneer Battalion." Chang Sheng said without hesitation.
"Kill~~~"
When everyone in the Nine Saints Hall heard this, they shouted in unison and rushed towards the Hell Ship. And the soul soul shadow had already flown out, and in a blink of an eye, it entered a Ningzhen Heavenly Spirit, and after another blink or two, it entered the Heavenly Spirit of another Ningzhen cultivator who was looking forward to death.
At the same time, fifty soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion each held a black Ting knife and started a desperate struggle with the people of the Nine Saints Hall.
"Fat man, you have to try your best and don't be afraid of getting hurt. Take this spiritual liquid now."
Changsheng said as he handed Xiaopang a bottle of Chibi. Xiaopang drank the whole bottle of Chibi as soon as he raised his neck, then excitedly took off the bone stick behind him and rushed forward. His combat power is now close to the completion of Qi refining, and he is fully capable of giving it a try.
"Leave Fatty alone with an opponent with Qi refining skills." Changsheng's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of every Hell Guard.
The little fat man danced the bone stick, and amidst the roaring wind, the blue thunder light at the head of the stick made a "piercing" sound. The seemingly haphazard stick technique is still a martial art called "Rolling Thunder". The fat man has now reached the third form. The stick is as heavy as a mountain, and the stick rolls with thunder and lightning.
After the combatant received a stick from the fat man, not only was his body trembling under the heavy pressure, but the burning and paralysis from the thunder and lightning on the tip of the stick had already made him confused. But after all, Fatty lacks combat experience, and his own combat power is lower than his opponent. Now as long as he can survive, it will be victory.
In the Xiao family mansion, fifty soldiers from the Pioneer Battalion fought against sixty or seventy dead soldiers from the Nine Saints Hall. Although it could not be said to be a one-sided massacre, it was more than enough.
Look at those Nine Saints monks, even if they are not good at cultivation, they are not afraid of death. Even if they fight to the death, they still have to cut one more time and stab one more sword.
Unfortunately, due to lack of strength, any struggle is in vain.
After just a cup of tea, the battle in the courtyard ended without any suspense. Sixty or seventy corpses lay staggered on the ground, with expressions of determination on their faces.
Chang Sheng walked to the middle of the corpses with an expressionless face, pulled out the mosasaurus sword, and a blade of light flashed past. The Hades guards on the sidelines have long been used to it and turned a blind eye, not even looking at it.
But the people of the Xiao family didn't know what was going on, and the expressions on their faces were as frightened as they were. The only thought in everyone's mind was: This guy deserves to be called a devil.
It is said that Fatty fought to the death against an accomplished Qi Refining monk, and actually lasted nearly a cup of tea. In the end, it was Dong Ping who helped him deal with his opponent after seeing that he was about to die.
Although Fatty's body was scarred and exhausted, his eyes were full of excitement.
"It's so satisfying, grandpa. I feel like I've gained more from this battle than I have practiced for several days." The fat man said breathlessly and out of breath, but as he was speaking, suddenly Let out a scream.
"Ah~~~~"
The fat man was seen rolling on the ground holding his head with both hands, and his expression was extremely painful. This scene is exactly the same as Tu Lao said when the body practitioners separated from the sea of consciousness and produced the soul.
Changsheng was a little surprised, because this was the first time Fatty had an actual battle with a monk, and he shouldn't have done it so quickly. At this time, Dong Ping and Wang Mang were already exploring around Fatty, but were stopped by Chang Sheng.
"The fat man is re-separating the sea of consciousness and generating a soul. Others can't help." Seeing everyone's surprised looks, Changsheng explained: "This will happen every time you advance to a higher level of physical training."
The fat man was still screaming, and not only was his expression in pain, blood was also flowing out of his seven orifices. Changsheng began to worry, because no one could detect other people's consciousness.
After more than ten breaths, the screams had turned into hoarseness, and the fat man's face was already covered in blood. Everyone was extremely worried and looked at Changsheng in unison. Changsheng frowned and thought for a moment, and then his soul transformed into Fatty's sea of consciousness.
If other people's flocculent sea of consciousness is tumbling when they separate from it, then Fatty's flocculent sea of consciousness can be said to be tumbling.
Changsheng was surrounded by Fatty's surging sea of consciousness, and he felt a surge of heart. He knew that if he didn't find a way, Fatty would be killed by his sea of consciousness.
The only thing to do now is to appease this manic sea of consciousness and calm it down.
Changsheng thought for a while, closed his eyes and slowly raised his arms, then controlled his mind and slowly calmed down. At the same time, the word "soul control" also appeared in Changsheng's mind.
As Changsheng's mind calmed down, Fatty's overwhelming sea of consciousness began to slowly calm down. After a full stick of incense, the entire sea of consciousness rippled gently like waves on the sea and sank to the lower third, looking like a white ocean.
The fat man's soul slowly appeared above the white ocean. The soul had its eyes closed and its breath was steady and orderly. Changsheng knew that Fatty finally got over it.
However, Chang Sheng was a little surprised that he could control other people's consciousness.
"The fat man is fine, let's put him on the ship." Chang Sheng, whose soul had returned, said to Dong Ping and Wang Mang with a smile.
"Xiao Wen, the head of the Xiao family, would like to thank General Changsheng."
Xiao Wen, the master of concentration from the Xiao family, staggered up and bowed towards Changsheng, cupping his fists.
Changsheng looked around but did not see Xiao Zhi, then looked at Xiao Wen and asked: "Why did the Nine Saints Hall come to you?"
"Nine Saints Hall? Oh, they are here to take away the second brother Xiao Wu. But we locked the second brother in the underground secret room before." Xiao Wen had not heard of the Nine Saints Hall, and said after a pause.
"Lock? Why?" Changsheng frowned.
"The general will know it when he sees it."
In the secret room, Mo Long, who was in the Sea of Immortal Consciousness, was already very excited.
In the middle, Xiao Wu was tied to a stone bed by a thick chain. His legs, arms, hands and feet were struggling awkwardly. Although his mouth was closed, low roars kept coming from his throat.
"Second brother has been unconscious since he came back a year ago, and suddenly became like this four months ago. In order to prevent accidents, we can only tie him up."
When Xiao Zhi saw Changsheng entering, he knew that the Xiao family's crisis had been resolved, and he bowed gratefully and said.
"Did he just come back from the Jiejie Division?"
"Jie Zhensi? My second brother has never mentioned the Jie Zhensi. Moreover, the furthest place he went to was the Wanyang Dynasty, and he opened a restaurant within a year or two after going there."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure, because the second brother sends letters home every month."
"I understand. You go out first. I will call you when needed."
In the secret room, Chang Sheng and Hun Li slowly walked towards Xiao Wu. As Changsheng approached, Xiao Wu, who was still calm when he was lying on his back, became more and more anxious.
When the two of them walked to the stone bed, Xiao Wu suddenly turned his head and stared at Changsheng with eyes as dark as two black holes. The struggle all over his body became more intense, and the chains bound between his hands, feet, legs and arms made a "clang, clatter, clatter" sound.
At this time, Changsheng was extremely excited. Because all the blood vessels, meridians, and even organs in Xiao Wu's body, including the sea of qi, have been eroded to black. Changsheng cannot detect the sea of consciousness, but it is absolutely certain that at least 50% of the sea of consciousness has been eroded.
That's right, it's magic liquid again.
"You are from the Hun clan, let's see what's going on?" Chang Sheng asked Hun Li.
"There is nothing strange inside or outside the body, but this behavior shows that he has lost his mind, and there is no sign of being possessed by a talisman or being poisoned. It is very likely that he was parasitized by some kind of monster."
Hun Li couldn't detect the magic liquid or anything, so naturally he couldn't see the black color inside Xiao Wu's body.
parasitic? Changsheng slapped his forehead and suddenly woke up.
Hun Li was right, Xiao Wu was the parasite of some kind of monster. And this monster is just the erosion of the magic liquid at first. As the erosion of the magic liquid expands, it will begin to evolve and grow. The magic liquid will also begin to produce magic energy and magic energy. After the magic liquid evolves to a certain level, it will develop self-awareness. , will begin to control the parasite.
Moreover, the lower the parasite's cultivation level, the faster the demonic liquid will corrode and evolve. After thinking about this clearly, Chang Sheng was a little excited, and then he raised his hand and pressed it on Xiao Wu's forehead.
