The First Sword of the Earth

"You're all going to die, you're all going to die tonight!"

Hoarse, thick, sharp, trembling...

Several completely different voices mixed with each other, and the coldness and fear mixed in the roar made people shudder.

Some kind of breath that made Wang Sheng feel a little palpitating came out of the thick smoke. Wang Sheng frowned slightly, and wanted to raise his sword to charge forward, but Ling Nian felt that the thick smoke was quite strange.

Wang Sheng said in a low voice: "Senior brother Zhou, take Layman Li out first, and let the Li family stay far away, so as not to hurt innocent people."

Zhou Yinglong, who had already reached the door, immediately nodded in agreement, kicked open the door, and rushed outside with Li Shishan on his shoulders.

Wang Sheng held his sword, and three sword qi slashed at the young security guard, but they were all blocked by the thick smoke...

I don't know what the thick smoke is, but it is quite vicious. Wherever the smoke is shrouded, the wooden floor on the ground has been corroded.

There are wisps of blue light in the corner being absorbed by the thick smoke, and wisps of breeze appear in all directions around, as if, at midnight, the gloomy atmosphere between the heaven and the earth converges towards this place.

Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had encountered some difficulties tonight.

I didn't directly kill this evil cultivator just now, but I have nothing to regret.

At that time, Zhou Yinglong's situation was really bad, and he was not a homicide maniac. Naturally, saving people was an option before killing or disabling people.

I thought that this guy would have no power to fight back, but I didn't expect there to be such a vicious and deadly method...

At this moment, the situation looked scary, but it was simple to put it bluntly—it was just attracting the fierce soul to devour one's spiritual thoughts and energy, at the cost of compromising one's own cultivation base, life span, and even half life, so that the fierce soul could grow rapidly.

What is the deep hatred that makes this guy so desperate.

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, and he began to think about how to deal with the next scene.

The thick smoke began to converge towards it, and waves of palpitating spiritual thoughts surged in all directions.

Judging by the magnitude of the spiritual fluctuations, I am afraid that this evil ghost that is about to take shape is definitely above the state of concentration, at least it is the strength of the early stage of conception.

"Junior Brother Wang! Get out first!"

Zhou Yinglong greeted him outside, Wang Sheng thought about it, and slowly backed away.

In the thick green smoke, a pair of cold eyes stared at Wang Sheng, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"Five-star true color, illuminate Xuanming!"

Wang Sheng recited the incantation again, but this time he deliberately controlled the spiritual thoughts, and attacked the unformed evil spirit like needles.

The evil spirit started to growl and growl. At this time, from its outline, the general shape could be barely seen.

What an evil ghost!

The "bad soul" is different from the "bad ghost". The "bad ghost" is formed by the explosion of spiritual thoughts when a person dies full of resentment, but the so-called "bad soul" is actually a ghost born after ghosts devour each other. made.

Ninety-nine percent of these monks are evil cultivators, and the purpose of practicing this thing is to harm people.

Today, the vitality of the world has just recovered for two or three years, and the cultivators are generally not very advanced, but these evil cultivators can rely on one or two vicious magic weapons to directly obtain higher strength through such evil methods.

When Wang Sheng confronted this Xie Xiu wearing a security uniform, he could clearly sense that the other party's cultivation was barely at the God Concentration level, but the green-skinned evil spirit that the other party had brought out earlier had already made Zhou Yinglong very embarrassed.

But at this time, the evil spirit that was about to be transformed into the thick smoke didn't look like a little boy at all.

When Wang Sheng retreated to the door, most of the thick smoke had been sucked in, and the fierce soul had already appeared...

A red-skinned evil ghost with a height of more than three meters and a burly figure stood there, its eyes fixed on Wang Sheng.

There are several hump-like protrusions on its head, ghost images of white bones and skulls are wrapped around its body, and its whole body is covered with tiny light red scales.

Barbs gradually appeared on the thick arms, and the whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of scales.

This evil spirit...

How many ghosts, or even living souls, are needed to refine it.

Wang Sheng's heart was cold, he was not too angry, he was just thinking about how to meet the enemy next.

Glancing over, he took off a few talismans on the door and pasted them on his body.

There were noisy voices outside, and the Li family, young and old, were awakened by the alarm and ran towards the attic.

Without turning his head, Wang Sheng yelled softly: "Everyone stay away, leave quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil ghost in the attic could absorb the thick smoke completely, raised its head and let out a roar.

In an instant, the sky was filled with dark clouds, covering all the stars and the moon!

The lights in all parts of Li's house have been turned on, and the situation inside and outside the attic has also been clearly photographed. The scene of the vicious monster looking up and roaring has directly become a nightmare in the hearts of the Li family who just came here!

Wang Sheng's left hand is behind his back, and his right hand is holding a long sword. The sword body is in a straight line with his arm, pointing obliquely to his side.

He tiptoed, and his figure flew backwards like catkins.

A black shadow rushed out from the attic, and amidst the bang, the sandalwood wooden door was directly shattered, and the walls on both sides were also implicated.

The surrounding strong light hit this black shadow, and the ferocious fangs and sharp barbs all over the body of this red-skinned evil spirit frightened the Li family members not far away to collapse on the ground.

"Senior Brother Zhou, let them go back quickly!"

Wang Sheng urged, stood still and immediately unleashed the Seven-Star Sword Formation. His figure moved forward swiftly, and the sword shadows were arranged according to the formation of the Seven Stars. Wen Yuanjian slashed at the red-skinned evil ghost.

This evil ghost is not at the same level as the green-skinned one before.

Wen Yuan's sword could only leave shallow scratches on the red-skinned evil spirit's body, and the sword energy could only make a small dent!

There is an evil cultivator inside this evil ghost, and this evil cultivator has condensed an unknown amount of ghost power to refine such an evil thing, how can it be so easy to deal with?

Wang Sheng immediately made up his mind not to fight head-on, and stepped on the seven-star position to avoid several pounces by the red-skinned evil spirit, his figure fluctuating like a leaf falling in the wind.

Such evil laws cannot last long!

Wang Sheng often understands the Dao rhyme of his senior sister, and he has long understood that everything in the world has a balance. If this evil method can really be so against the sky, I am afraid that the world of Taoism, which has just started, has already been destroyed by the inheritance of evil Taoism.

The red-skinned evil spirit chased Wang Sheng fiercely. Wang Sheng's footwork was exquisite. Every time he seemed to be surprised, but he avoided the opponent's grasp every time, and the Wenyuan sword in his hand could continue to try to attack the opponent's possible weaknesses.

In the small open space just before the attic, one person and one sword fight evil spirits.

A rare opportunity.

The power of the Seven Star Sword Formation was gradually exerted by Wang Sheng to the extreme that he could achieve at this time, and Wang Sheng also quickly entered a certain mysterious state, as if he could foresee every movement of this evil spirit in advance.

The sword moves in his hand became more and more easy to use, and the steps under his feet became more and more unpredictable.

This is the benefit of Tongming Jianxin.

The Li family had already been chased away by Zhou Yinglong, and these people were busy calling the police and screaming, making the atmosphere in the house even more frightening.

And Li Shishan looked at the battle in front of the attic from a slightly closer position, as if he wanted to see through the terrifying skin of the evil spirit, and see the young security guard he personally recruited...

Roaring, the rockery can be smashed to pieces with a single punch, and those ornamental trees can't hinder its figure at all. The garden layout in front of the attic was razed to the ground within half a minute, and there were still spots of indeterminate depth on the ground. potholes.

But the monster didn't touch Wang Sheng's clothes at all, let alone how embarrassing Wang Sheng was.

Zhou Yinglong wanted to go forward to help, but he also knew that he was only a burden to Wang Sheng, and even he was just watching at this moment, but he couldn't capture Wang Sheng's figure in the sword array.

Everyone is a cultivator in the God-gathering realm, why is there such a big difference in strength?

Zhou Yinglong felt depressed in his heart.

At this time, Wang Sheng was fighting evenly with this red-skinned evil spirit. The green-skinned evil spirit was obviously weaker by one or two levels before, and he was slightly injured.

But he quickly cheered up and shouted into the inside:

"Junior Brother Wang! What can I do!"

During the fierce battle, Wang Sheng could only concentrate on his thoughts, and quickly shouted: "The talisman left by the uncle!"

"Yes! Talisman!" Zhou Yinglong greeted immediately, "Li Jushi, quickly give me the talisman left by Uncle Li!"

Li Shishan also showed a good psychological quality at the moment, turned his head and cursed: "What are you doing in a daze! Go quickly, take off all the talismans that are pasted elsewhere! Also! Call the police and call 120!"

Call the police?

Zhou Yinglong hesitated to speak, but at this moment the situation was urgent and he didn't care too much. He could only anxiously look at the figures of Wang Sheng and the evil spirit more than twenty meters away.

Wang Sheng has already begun to focus on two tasks at this moment.

After he figured out the various methods of this red-skinned evil spirit, it was not too difficult to dodge its attack. What he was thinking about now was how to get rid of this evil spirit faster.

Use spells to wear down his soul power, and use sword arrays to trap his body.

Supplemented with the exorcism talismans made by the older generation of Wudang monks, it may be possible...

Just as he was speaking, the whistling sound came from beside him. Wang Sheng glanced at it and saw a few stones wrapped in talismans smashing towards him.

Turning around, Wang Sheng raised his long sword horizontally, taking the initiative to grab the claws of the red-skinned evil spirit for the first time.

Hearing a bang, Wang Sheng leaned back, and flew upside down directly on the ground.

However, the berserk body of the red-skinned evil spirit also paused slightly.

The few broken stones wrapped in talismans flew over and hit the red-skinned evil spirit's head and back directly.

Zhou Yinglong seized the right timing and immediately activated the spiritual thoughts attached to the talismans. The three talismans stretched out and stuck to the back of this evil spirit...