In the Prison Suppression Department, Wang Sanxiao transformed into a human again.
He still underestimated Chang Qing. The huge monster body did not bring him any advantage. On the contrary, in the process of fighting Chang Qing, he gradually became overwhelmed.
Earth-level demons with a huge range can destroy the Prison Suppression Department's main hall with a single strike.
But this didn't hurt Changqing at all.
Even the magic weapon robe of that level was not touched.
Instead, the smoke and dust erupted under the earth-level demonic spell became Changqing's cover.
Just without noticing, a sky-reaching sword energy rose into the sky in an extremely concealed manner.
Cut off his feathers and tear his wings apart.
Wang Sanxiao looked at the severed muscles under his armpits, and used demonic energy to stop the gurgling blood.
Looking at Chang Qing standing on the ruins of the Prison Secretary's Hall, Wang San couldn't even smile at all.
"Now is not the best time to kill you, but now is the best opportunity to kill you."
Wang Sanxiao looked serious and turned his back to the prison gate.
Such an evergreen one will definitely become famous in Liuyun Continent. Killing it at that time will have the best effect.
However, Changqing fights alone and without support. By then, he may not have this opportunity.
Changqing was searching among the ruins, and Wang Sanxiao waited quietly for Changqing to search.
Until Chang Qing found a core of the formation on the shattered foundation and activated it, the energy inside and outside the entire Prison Suppression Department was isolated.
"You're not here for me, why?"
Changqing sat on the rubble of the ruins, and next to him could see a corner of the plaque in the front hall of the Prison Secretary.
"I am indeed here to kill Fang Lin."
Wang Sanxiao did not stop Changqing from activating the formation.
The activation of this formation was also beneficial to him.
After a brief battle, Wang Sanxiao understood in his heart that it was almost impossible to escape unscathed.
Fanlin City does not need a clerk of the Imperial City Prison Department, nor does it need a deputy commander of the Imperial City Imperial Army.
Fanlin City does not need any strong people.
Because Changqing himself is the strong one!
Wang Sanxiao raised his head, but could no longer look at the moon. Under the urging of the formation, the sky is as graceful as a dead curtain.
Although it was a formation, Wang Sanxiao felt something ominous in his heart.
"Liuyun Continent, the storm is coming from all directions." Wang Sanxiao and Changqing looked at each other, and slowly said: "This is a grand gathering of the human race."
"The demon race has a much longer lifespan than the human race, but Liuyun Continent is like a prison. The longer the lifespan, the heavier the shackles."
"The demon clan, of course, also wants the vast sky."
"We have also participated in the Wind and Cloud Competition. We have also climbed the Stone Tablet Mountain in the Sea of Clouds."
Wang Sanxiao's words suddenly became heavy: "But even if we ascend to heaven, the demon clan is just a meal for the strong men in the heaven. Liuyun Continent, to us, the demon clan, is just a chopping block!"
Those words moved Chang Qing.
He could hear the deep desperation in the words.
"There are more than just people in heaven."
Changqing frowned, Li Qianfan once said that everything is available in heaven.
Immortal Sect, Demon Sect, Ghost Sect...
Wang Sanxiao's eyes flashed with strange color, and he said: "I thought you would say that as long as you are strong enough, you have nothing to fear. You can't control your destiny, you are just too weak."
"Why did I say that?"
"Because you are arrogant enough."
"..." Changqing was speechless.
Wang Sanxiao continued: "You won't understand, and you don't need to understand. You will understand sooner or later."
Wang Sanxiao moved his shoulders, his demonic aura surging.
"There are indeed more than just people in the heaven. Qing Xuantian is not the master of the human race either. But!"
Wang San's joke changed and he shouted in a low voice: "Liuyun Continent is the territory of the Immortal Sect!"
Chang Qing's eyelids twitched. Such a vast Liuyun Continent was actually just the territory of an Immortal Sect in the heaven?
No wonder Li Qianfan, who came down from the heaven, doesn’t take Liuyun Continent into consideration in his heart!
No wonder Li Qianfan, a demon, is so low-key and even advises himself to be safe.
"I wanted to kill Fang Lin, but I didn't just want to kill Fang Lin."
"The demon clan will massacre the geniuses of the human race, and the storm will rise from all directions. I, the demon clan, will massacre everyone!"
"We are not trying to resist the Heavenly Realm Immortal Sect, we just want the Heavenly Realm Immortal Sect to know that there are no more talented people in Liuyun Continent."
"In this way, they will abandon this continent, and our demon clan will ascend to the sky again, which will completely reverse their destiny."
Wang San smiled with a look of fanaticism on his face.
Changqing had no expression on his face and slowly stood up.
Holding the black ruler sword in her hand tightly, Chang Qing said quietly: "You will not get what you want."
"Hahaha!"
Wang Sanxiao laughed three times and felt extremely happy after revealing his true feelings.
Wang Sanxiao said: "If I die, it is nothing more than a monster coming into the world to cause trouble. If you die, it will be very different. Don't say one me, even if there are ten me, I will replace you with one..."
Wang Sanxiao's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared, already in front of Chang Qing.
He punched out, followed by a loud shout.
“It’s worth it too!”
"Buzz!"
A mysterious sound exploded, and Wang Sanxiao's fist was blocked in front of Chang Qing.
Wearing the official uniform of a criminal officer, black light bloomed on the black bottom, as graceful as an abyss, enough to swallow everything.
The gold thread was embroidered with cloud patterns and flowed in the "abyss". Wang Sanxiao struck with all his strength, but it only broke half an inch of the gold thread.
"I will not let Liuyun Continent become the chopping block of the human race."
The black ruler sword in Changqing's hand suddenly burst into flames.
There was a strong wind all around, accompanied by the loud roar of the dragon.
A sword forced Wang Sanxiao back, but Wang Sanxiao burst into laughter again.
Such a strong wind actually helped him.
It made his movement even faster.
Suddenly, Wang Sanxiao's heart trembled. The raging wind actually stopped!
An indescribable sense of crisis arose in his heart, and he jumped instinctively.
On the black ruler sword, the flames disappeared sharply.
The surrounding strong wind compressed the flames to the extreme.
The wind gathered and the fire condensed, and a straight red light as thin as a silk thread instantly crossed half of the sky.
The robe Wang Sanxiao was wearing was torn immediately!
Although it is not as good as the official uniform of a criminal officer, it is still a prefecture-level magic weapon!
With such no lag, one can imagine Changqing's attack power.
Wang Sanxiao stood up in the sky. He looked deeply at Changqing and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Golden Body Realm, fourth level! You actually hide an entire realm! It turns out that this is your confidence. Even in the Hundred Demons Mountain Forest The most cunning monster in the world is less than one-tenth of your insidiousness!"
"Excuse me." Evergreen Spiritual Mind locked onto Wang Sanxiao's figure. Most of his body movements were based on the blood instinct of monster beasts, and his body was that of an owl.
Comparing it with He Qing's book recording monsters, it should be a night owl.
The movement is like a ghost, coming and going silently.
The top hunter among monsters.
Once targeted, the prey will have no way to escape, and may not even know who killed it until it dies.
Even Qingyun Bu, in comparison, could not win completely.
There was no one in the Prison Suppression Department, and due to the isolation of the formation, the moonlight could not shine through.
Wang Sanxiao still stood in the sky, but his figure gradually disappeared in Chang Qing's spiritual thoughts.
"Hidden, or afterimage?"
Changqing took a deep breath, raised the black ruler sword and slashed forward.
"Thousand-leaf sword!"
In an instant, thousands of sword energies like silver leaves shattered half of the sky.
"Good martial arts skills."
A sinister voice appeared in the air next to him.
Changqing did not look at it, but instead stepped forward and stepped into the sword energy of the Qianye Sword he used!
"Huh?"
Wang Sanxiao let out a sigh. He didn't expect Chang Qing's fighting talent to be so high! In just a moment, he cracked his secret!
This "Hey" sound was just as Changqing expected, and it didn't come from the source of the previous sound at all.
In Changqing's spiritual perception, Qianye Sword Qi was constantly being blasted to pieces, as if a figure was approaching him very quickly.
Already, behind him!
"Gathering leaves and condensing flowers, Flying Flower Sword!"
Chang Qing danced the Black Ruler Sword, and thousands of silver-light leaf sword energy suddenly gathered together.
A gorgeous flower bloomed in the Prison Suppression Division's courtyard immediately, like a net, catching Wang Sanxiao immediately!
