This dragon's cultivation level has obviously been forcibly improved, and it has not yet opened its spiritual intelligence. After accepting the assignment, it wanted to kill the two reptiles who made it lose face. However, it obviously underestimated it.

In front of these two tiny humans, it gave up its advantage in the air and squeezed to the ground.

While he was concentrating on taking care of Yang An, the weak seven inches spread out within Wang Huansheng's line of sight.

His eyes moved slightly, and he took out a small bottle of liquid that had been kept close to him from his arms, and poured it all onto the micro-tech triangular special combat knife that was already glowing with a cold light. The green liquid dripped on the grass.

On the ground, the grass blades on the ground withered instantly.

It swayed slightly in the air twice, and after the transparent liquid dried immediately, Wang Huansheng stared at the dragon and calculated its movements.

Now! Wang Huansheng appeared behind the dragon in a flash, pierced its thick skin with a knife, and turned the sword in his hand sharply, carving out a big hole.

The blood is slightly oozing, and toxins have invaded the body, but there is still some time before the poison is released.

At this time, Yang An slashed at the dragon's head with the long knife in his hand. Unexpectedly, the dragon paused in the air and trembled violently. The blood in his eyes instantly set a prairie fire, and his expression was extremely ferocious. He turned around and attacked behind him.

Yang An's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked in that direction, he saw the dragon suddenly going crazy and almost desperately crashing into Wang Huansheng, who was rushing away.

Wang Huansheng's face was as heavy as water, and he turned sideways. Unexpectedly, the dragon was too fast and hit his back hard. Wang Huansheng, who was in mid-air, had no support, so he was hit by the impact and immediately fell to the ground.

Yang Anxin suddenly raised his voice and rushed away, regardless of the danger, his speed was forcibly increased several times. His eyes were blood red, and his body was suddenly lifted up.

Wang Huansheng was seriously injured. After being hit like this, his bones almost fell apart and his spiritual energy could no longer be gathered. He could only helplessly hit the ground.

At the critical moment, Yang An rushed over and got in front of Wang Huansheng. Wang Huansheng bumped into Yang An's chest. Yang An was already seriously injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto Wang Huansheng's head.

"Yang An!" Wang Huansheng's eyes were bloodshot. Black energy gradually filled his eyes, and his whole body began to overflow with strong resentment.

"Cough cough cough..." Yang An opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. However, the moment he opened his mouth, blood kept spilling out. Seeing this scene, Wang Huansheng's resentment was uncontrollable, and he seemed to be ready to riot at any time.

His cultivation level instantly increased a lot.

In other words, that was his original cultivation level. He was originally a spiritual and resentful cultivator, but after being forced out of his inner demon by Sheng Yuan, he sealed himself in order to maintain normality.

Wang Huansheng's eyes looked at Jiaolong with a ferocious look. He exuded a murderous aura. His face was bloody, and he was dressed in bloody clothes, which conveyed the gloominess of Shura. He seemed to have changed into a different person, with a cold and lazy look on his face.

All the breath has faded away, leaving only the murderous aura in his body.

His cultivation level has stopped at the realm of Xuanxian.

The rare ghost fell into the abyss and stirred up

The eight realms of the world are divided.

There are many geniuses in various fields in the world, and rare points to a specific person. This person should be good at many aspects, otherwise how can he be worthy of the word rare. Falling into the abyss means that the strength of the ghost will increase dramatically after falling into the devil.

"Even a mere first-time immortal dares to make mistakes."

Just when Jiaolong was still about to attack, Wang Huansheng raised his hand, and the surrounding resentment turned into black lines, entangling Jiaolong.

The black line suddenly tightened. No matter how the dragon twisted, the black line had no response.

Black lines were connected to Wang Huansheng's wrist. He gently pulled the black lines, his expression calm and unruffled.

There are more and more black lines.

Wang Huansheng had a calm look on his face and just clicked on the black line. Then, the dragon disappeared, or in other words, disappeared into ashes. Until now, Wang Huansheng had not moved at all.

This is the difference between Xuanxian and Chuxian.

The dragon disappeared into ashes, but Wang Huansheng's eyes gradually filled with black energy. The surrounding environment became more and more gloomy.

Suddenly, he felt a force tugging on his sleeve.

"I...ahem...still..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Huansheng's resentment instantly calmed down, and the expression on his face gradually became calmer. When the resentment completely dissipated, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Yang An reached out and pulled him, letting him lean against her.

"It's really not easy to worry about." Yang An raised a smile and complained, but his eyes were full of softness.

Then, he carried the unconscious Wang Huansheng on his back and walked towards the water source little by little.

At this point, Yingmeng said, let's take a look, this is someone else's child plus someone else's brother. Looking back and thinking about his sisters, there is nothing but fighting for food with him. It's really annoying to compare people to each other.

Yang An walked along the dense leaves and the areas with thicker weeds on the ground, and picked a lot of elixirs along the way. It was indeed a secret place, the herbs inside were ordinary, but also had spiritual energy.

The morning sun shone warmly on the earth, and Wang Huansheng, who had been in a coma all night, finally regained consciousness.

I really didn’t expect that despite being chased by the Immortal Lord Sheng Yuan and facing many crises, he did not fall into the demon state, but now he was forced to fall into the demon state by a dragon who forcibly mentioned the First Immortal. It’s really ironic.

After sealing his cultivation back to mortal immortals, he checked his injuries and found that the concoction on the wounds was almost dry.

Fortunately, I just fell into a demon, not became a demon.

Falling into a demon is the breeding of inner demons, while becoming a demon is the ultimate despair and nirvana after killing the past self.

Has his influence been affected? He... Suddenly, he was startled and looked around for something. Just when he saw Yang An in shabby clothes sitting cross-legged next to him while regulating his breath. He instinctively wanted to get up, but this movement

The wound hurt. He groaned and fell down again.

Yang An turned his head slightly and met his stunned and confused gaze. The atmosphere suddenly felt a little awkward.

Wang Huansheng coughed lightly and looked away. "What a pity. There were many treasures on the dragon, but now there is nothing left."

Yang Anqing coldly handed Wang Huansheng some water, "It's okay."

Wang Huansheng sighed. "Where is Yingmengren? It's her turn to shine."

Yang An glanced at him helplessly. "Either he comes and refuses to come out, or he is still trapped in the forest."

Listening to the description of the creek by the two men, Yingmeng's eyes flashed. Isn't that the creek where she fainted? From his description, it should be downstream. So the water they drank...

The two took the elixir and waited for Ying Meng while adjusting their breath. They waited for a long time, because it should be two or three days. A fragrance came from the forest not far away. Wang Huansheng sniffed the fragrance and said, "It should be Ying Meng.

Well, she actually eats alone. Go and teach her a lesson."

However, fate is always so interesting. The fragrance was Yingmeng's fish soup, but the person drinking the fish soup at this time was not Yingmeng, but the group of people from the Southern Immortal Realm.

So the two groups of people met like this.

The two sides looked at each other like this.

"Accounting!"

"Dunjia!"

After a face-to-face meeting, Wang Huansheng and the leader of the other party recognized both sides.

Wang Huansheng grinned and said: "Look, who is this? Dunjia! Why are you still in Lingxian Realm after so many years?"

After a quick glance at the other party, Wang Huansheng noticed a hint of evil between his brows, "I didn't expect that your Excellency would fall into a demon state, and your cultivation level would drop to that of a mortal. I really didn't realize that you are a genius."

Wang Huansheng secretly spat, if he had known it before, he would not have cultivated himself back to the mortal realm. Otherwise, he would have kicked the groundhog's ass hard with his boots every minute.

In fact, neither party knows the other's real name, but there is a lot of grievances between the two. In this case, let's make a long story short.

Probably Dunjia and Tongsuan despised each other after entering the fairy world, but no one could win against the other. Later Dunjia chose to be loyal to Shengyuan and was sent to get rid of Tongsuan who refused to be loyal.

To put it bluntly, I asked the commander to fall into a demon first to see if he was the person he was looking for and then destroy him. However, it did not succeed. For some unknown reason, he finally managed to kill him without turning into a black man and ran away. So Dunjia

The first task after taking effect was not completed, which was a huge loss of face. The two of them should be considered enemies.

Wang Huansheng turned around and pulled Yang An, who had a dazed look in his eyes, and ran away. Although the opponent ran away before he made a move, it was very embarrassing, but he couldn't beat him.

Seeing the two people speeding away, everyone was about to chase them. Dunjia raised his hands to stop them. "He has already fallen into the devil. It will be a matter of time before he becomes a devil. There is no need to waste time. Let's go, don't delay Lord Xianjun."
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