Every time Wangchuan is resurrected, one person dies quietly in a different place.
When he was resurrected for the third time, he looked at Miao Qingyin with shock in his eyes.
This force was so strong that even he could not resist it.
There is simply no way to fight back.
But he planned to wait and see until that group of people arrived.
In that case, he would trade death for injury. He didn't believe Miao Qingyin could launch such an attack for many times.
Then, sword energy penetrated the entire mountain and forest.
The earth cracked, and the dense forest looked like someone had shaved its head, with most of the trees destroyed.
Some of the nearby mountains collapsed directly and fell from halfway up the mountain. Some were pierced by sword energy and were hollowed out directly in the middle. Some were cut in half by sword energy.
The surroundings were already in shattered pieces.
Miao Qingyin panted slightly and recited, "The fortieth time."
Wangchuan appeared again on the opposite side, his clothes were tattered, his breath was gradually weakening, and he was not as ethereal as he was at the beginning.
More than forty people have died in various places.
All of them died without any warning.
Miao Qingyin rushed towards him again with the Moonlight Sword in her hand.
This time, she used two swords to kill Wangchuan for the first time.
As time passed, Miao Qingyin didn't know how many times she had swung the sword.
Wangchuan itself is very strong.
If you want to kill him, you have to use all your strength.
With death again and again.
Wangchuan was also panicked. There was no one around, and he had no one to plant spirits with.
In the past, the maximum number of times one could plant spirits was one hundred and ten.
I never thought that I would meet someone who could kill me more than a hundred times.
After all, he is also extremely powerful.
His cultivation reached the late seventh realm.
Plus his unique ability to plant spirits.
He is never afraid even when he meets someone with higher cultivation than himself.
Because no one can truly kill themselves.
But at this moment he had been killed more than fifty times in a row.
Even he was a little tired from such high-intensity body transformation and constant replacement of spirit seeds.
But now, she also discovered that Miao Qingyin was already slightly tired.
After all, she would be a little tired after swinging this earth-shattering sword continuously with such high intensity.
Wang Chuan appeared again, looked at Miao Qingyin and said, "You must be tired after killing me so many times. Why don't you take a rest too!"
Miao Qingyin looked at Wangchuan without saying a word. He was bound to die.
He swung his sword again.
Her heart was filled with hatred.
The abilities that Bu Si Wang Chuan possesses are nothing more than the abilities of his parents.
He is nothing but a shameless scoundrel.
Miao Qingyin knew everything about this ability.
kill!
Kill until his spirit is gone.
Kill him until he is scared.
Kill until his heart breaks.
She wanted Wangchuan to feel the fear of being killed again and again.
The realism of every death.
She wanted Wangchuan to be afraid of her when he saw her.
Let Wangchuan die gradually in fear and despair.
Miao Qingyin swung two swords again.
The sword energy of these two swords turned into a beam of light that burst out and directly annihilated everything in its path.
Wangchuan was killed again.
His eyes gradually changed from calm to shocked to panic.
And now the fear.
He was sure that the person in front of him was indeed a crazy woman.
But he also began to be afraid, because there were not many seeds of spirit left for him.
He couldn't resist.
Only when he was dying occasionally, he would be annihilated by the sword energy if he could attack Miao Qingyin a little bit.
"Damn it, why haven't those people come yet!"
Just after Wangchuan was killed ten more times.
Ten figures appeared in the sky.
All of them stood in mid-air.
Looking down at everything below.
Watching Wangchuan's body gradually covered with dirt and his eyes filled with fear and terror.
The ten people laughed.
"Wangchuan, you are really in a mess!"
When Wang Chuan heard this, he raised his head, looked upwards and said, "Come on, let's go together."
"This crazy girl is about to kill me."
Miao Qingyin raised the Moonlight Sword, looked at the ten people in the sky and said, "So it's you?"
"No wonder. I was wondering how Wang Chuan, who was like a coward, would dare to come down from Tianshan Mountain."
Miao Qingyin glanced around.
"All ten of the Immortal Forbidden Rules are here!"
You should know that although there are thirty prohibitions in the Immortal Forbidden Rules, each prohibition is different.
The forbidden numbers one to ten are all above the seventh level of cultivation.
And now the ten people in front of Miao Qingyin are all masters above the seventh level.
Every person released is extremely terrifying.
But now they are all gathered here.
Just to deal with her.
Miao Qingyin looked at the Ten Forbiddens and said:
"Your Lord of Forbidden Really Thinks Highly of Me."
Miao Qingyin watched all this.
There was not much change in her expression. To her, one person and a group were the same.
There is no difference, it just takes a little more effort.
Miao Qingyin picked up the Moonlight Sword in her hand.
"Dark Night Sword Technique!"
As she spoke, she disappeared from the spot.
When it appeared again, it was already quietly in mid-air.
He slashed at the ten forbidden items with his sword.
No one reacted and stood there in a daze, not saying a word, when Miao Qingyin began to attack.
Shi Jin's entire body was cut by a sword.
The figure shattered directly in mid-air.
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