“Woo…”
He sobbed, his eyes filled with grief and anger, unable to speak human language, but Xiang Sheng understood.
"Brother, you should get some sleep first."
Xiang Sheng said softly, "If you can't avenge yourself, let me do it for you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the grief and anger in Wang Tuo's eyes immediately changed into worry and anxiety.
"Don't worry, big brother."
Xiang Sheng smiled sweetly, "My little sister has finally been reincarnated and returned. This life is the most precious thing. I will never do anything reckless."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Wang Tuo's reaction, she directly summoned the Demon King Valley Secret Realm Pearl and sent Wang Tuo into it.
After putting away the secret realm bead, the smile on Xiang Sheng's face disappeared instantly, and the bloodshot that had been suppressed in his eyes burst out again.
With the power of the Holy Sun Orb, she can suppress the evil nature in the demon fetus, but now... she needs to vent!
"Duan Chengtong!"
She let out a cold shout and opened her hands. Endless blood-colored sword intent suddenly burst out from her body. The blood-colored waves merged into the magma, instantly stirring up the underground magma.
"No! Retreat!"
Jiang Yi immediately controlled the magma to retreat again and again, but their retreat was not as fast as the surging waves, and they were soon submerged by the first wave of magma. Feishuang Mirror was like a lone boat, swaying in the hot magma, struggling to survive.
The people from the two sects who were protected by the Feishuang Mirror were in such a miserable state, and the elders of the Fengyue Sect who were trying to survive in the lava were even more miserable.
The protective shield they had managed to hold up with great difficulty was burned to pieces by the surging lava and could not even last a breath.
The magma surged in, and in a split second, six or seven elders of the tribe were burned to charcoal before they could even scream, and then turned into the magma, leaving no trace of their bodies.
The raging waves lasted less than ten breaths before Xiang Sheng suddenly stopped moving and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, a streak of blood light transformed into a mountain, pressing down heavily on the magma hidden by the dark shadow.
Boom!!!
The violent shock wave created a huge cavity in the magma that was hundreds of feet in radius. Several surviving monks within the affected area had their flesh and blood cut off by the frenzied sword intent, leaving only white bones falling into the magma.
Xiang Sheng didn't even look at him. His blood-red eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at the red-haired man who was blocking the flying sword in front of him, narrowing his eyes and smiling:
"I found you."
Duan Chengtong's face darkened. "Fellow Daoist Xiang, don't go too far! I injured your friend, but you also killed my son. The grudge between you and me is over, so why keep harping on about it?"
"Do you recognize me?"
Xiang Sheng was slightly surprised and looked Duan Chengtong up and down.
"Yes, I recognized Fellow Daoist Xiang a long time ago."
Duan Chengtong immediately took over the conversation, "Fellow Daoist, we are not old acquaintances, but the name of Sheng Ji is well-known to everyone in the world.
You and I are of similar strength, so why fight to the death? If both of us are injured, it's inevitable that someone will take advantage of us."
Xiang Sheng listened, pondered for a moment, and nodded seriously, saying, "What you said does make some sense."
Duan Chengtong's expression relaxed slightly, and he was about to speak again when he saw Xiang Sheng laughing softly.
"But what does this have to do with me wanting to kill you?"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, another flying sword turned into a blood-red mountain and pressed down.
The second move of "Flying Sword Technique", Heavy Mountains!
Duan Chengtong's face changed instantly, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. A golden pagoda appeared above his head, emitting golden light that enveloped his entire body.
Boom!!
There was another earth-shaking roar, and the magma circle that had just retreated expanded again to a radius of a hundred feet.
Duan Chengtong was covered in blood. He rushed out of the mountains, stepped on the surface of the magma with his feet, his face full of gloomy anger, and shouted loudly.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?"
The only answers he got were two sword shadows that were difficult to capture with the naked eye!
Xiang Sheng was suspended in mid-air, controlling the two flying swords with one mind and attacking frantically. The blood-red sword energy was lingering, and the sharpness was astonishing. Even the shield condensed with the power of the peak of the Nascent Soul could not completely prevent the impact of the sword energy.
Duan Chengtong was overwhelmed by the violent attack and his injuries gradually worsened. In a short while, his precious clothes were soaked in blood.
Duan Chengtong's eyes were bloodshot and anger was burning in his chest.
Ever since he inherited the art of witchcraft, he has been able to plan everything perfectly, and he always manages to suppress others and kill them.
It had been so long since he had been pushed to this point. It had been so long that he had almost forgotten that before he became successful, he was also a madman who loved to risk his life!
"Xiang Sheng, do you really think I'm powerless to kill you?"
A fierce look flashed in Duan Chengtong's eyes, his consciousness fluctuated violently, and he suddenly split into three. The three figures were all at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage!
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