Li Changsheng was now in a desperate situation. He was attacked from both sides and blocked by monks in front and behind. Escape had become impossible. Li Changsheng understood that he had to kill one of them now in order to gain a chance for himself.
However, the other party did not take Li Changsheng seriously. They looked at Li Changsheng like they were prey, with mocking and contemptuous smiles on their faces. In their eyes, Li Changsheng was just a monk at the tenth level of Qi Condensation. His strength was insignificant and he was already a dead man.
Li Changsheng used his turtle shield to defend himself, and moved to the side as he distanced himself. He could not allow himself to be attacked from both sides, as he had to see the two of them under his nose. One of the Ziyang Sect monks walked up to Li Changsheng and said: Senior brother, leave this person to me, you can just watch from the sidelines.
Li Changsheng knew that his opportunity had come, and instantly shot three cloud explosion beads at the Ziyang Sect monk who was walking towards him, then used the Escape Talisman to appear behind another Ziyang Sect monk, mobilized his spiritual energy to form seals with his hands, and performed the Ice Heart Technique , frozen thousands of miles away.
The monks of the Ziyang Sect had no idea that Li Changsheng's target would be him. He was instantly frozen, and his whole body seemed to have turned into an ice sculpture. He didn't even have a chance to cast a spell. He could only watch helplessly as Li Changsheng raised his right hand, and countless ice picks emerged from the ground, like sharp arrows, instantly piercing his chest.
The monks of the Ziyang Sect on the other side had just rushed out of the explosion cloud of the Yunbaozhu, and were shocked when they saw this scene. He couldn't believe the fact before him. His senior brother at the eleventh level of Qi Condensation was killed so easily.
Before, the monks of the Ziyang Sect thought that Li Changsheng was only at the tenth level of Qi Condensation, but now he was surprised to find that Li Changsheng had reached the eleventh level of Qi Condensation like himself. Obviously, Li Changsheng had been hiding his cultivation before. Thinking that his senior brother had been killed, this monk from the Ziyang Sect knew that he was no match for Li Changsheng. So, he immediately took out a talisman and prepared to escape.
However, Li Changsheng had already stared at him, and three golden thunder swords shot out of the air, instantly trapping the Ziyang Sect monks in the Golden Sky Sword Formation. The three golden thunder swords surrounded the Ziyang Sect monks, and countless thunder and lightning surrounded them. Li Changsheng held them in his hands. Before he could take action with the Golden Thunder Sword, the Ziyang Sect monk had already been strangled to death by the thunder and lightning in the Jinxiao Sword Formation. This was the first time that Li Changsheng saw the power of the Jinxiao Sword Formation, which further strengthened his determination to practice this sword technique. .
It was not a good place to stay for a long time. Li Changsheng quickly rummaged through the two bodies, found the storage bag, and immediately used an escape talisman to escape. Li Changsheng's caution saved his life, and soon after he left, other monks from the Ziyang Sect arrived.
Li Changsheng knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly rummaged through the bodies of the two Ziyang Sect monks and found their storage bags. He didn't waste any time, and immediately used an escape talisman, turning into a shadow and disappearing from the place.
Li Changsheng's caution saved his life. Shortly after he left, other monks from Ziyang Sect rushed to the scene. When they saw that all their brothers and sisters had been killed, they were furious and began to search everywhere for traces of Li Changsheng.
At this time, Li Changsheng hid in the woods. Recalling the fight just now, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. If it weren't for the two Ziyang Sect monks who were too trusting, it's hard to say who would win.
Li Changsheng opened the storage bags of the two monks and felt as if he had made a fortune. Li Changsheng guessed that he was not the first unlucky person, because the things in the storage bag were very messy. There was only one Bailing fruit, more than 2,000 pieces of intermediate spirit stones, more than 30 bottles of elixirs, defensive magic weapons and offensive weapons. There are eleven magic weapons in total, a dozen spiritual talismans, and some spiritual herbs.
Li Changsheng didn't intend to take these magic weapons, lest they be discovered by someone with intentions. After going out to seek revenge on him, he could only find a way to deal with them later. Li Changsheng scanned it again with his spiritual consciousness to make sure that the items did not leave any marks. After calming down, he was still a little scared and felt that he had to be more careful on the road ahead.
Li Changsheng was about to leave when he noticed someone fighting in front of him. It seemed that everyone was moving closer to the central area, and the fighting became more frequent. Li Changsheng suppressed his inner curiosity. He felt a familiar and dangerous aura.
Li Changsheng's guess was correct. The person fighting not far away was Lan Chenyang, a monk from the Lanshan Sect, and the other one was a female cultivator from the Xuantian Sect. Although this female cultivator from the Xuantian Sect also had Ning He has an eleventh level of Qi cultivation, but he is no match for Lan Chenyang.
At this time, Lan Chenyang showed a shameless smile on his face and said to the female cultivator of Xuantian Sect: "Little junior sister, I see that you are quite pretty, so you should surrender. I can not kill you, but the condition is that you go out Before, you had to become my concubine and serve me with all your heart every day. As long as you serve me well, your benefits will be indispensable."
The female cultivator of Xuantian Sect had a thought in her mind. She knew that if she continued to fight like this, she would probably die here before her fellow disciples came to rescue her. After weighing the pros and cons, she could only temporarily agree to Lan Chenyang's request, and then find a way to escape.
Although the female cultivator of Xuantian Sect was frightened, she still pretended to be calm. She put away her magic weapon, put down her usual arrogant figure in the sect, straightened out her plump and attractive breasts, trembled as she walked, and said charmingly: "My little sister is willing to serve you day and night. Senior brother."
Just as the Xuantian Sect female cultivator walked toward Lan Chenyang delicately, Lan Chenyang smiled evilly, and a blood-red flying sword magic weapon was like a dragon, and it penetrated into the Xuantian Sect female cultivator's head in an instant. After breaking through her brain, the female cultivator's head exploded completely, causing her death to be tragic.
The flying sword magic weapon turned around and returned to Lan Chenyang's hand. A monk at the twelfth level of the Qi Condensation Stage could actually drive the magic weapon. It is estimated that not many people in this spiritual cave can do it.
Lan Chenyang walked up to the body and sneered: You're a guy like you and you still want me to let you go. You just don't care about life and death. After searching the storage bag, Lan Chenyang turned around and left, heading towards the central area.
