In A Dying Disease, The System Lets Me Spread My Branches And Leaves

Chapter 175 Blue Fire Gatling

The sword covered the sky and covered the sun, like a dark cloud covering the top, and wherever it passed, it seemed like night fell.

As a Nascent Soul seventh-layer powerhouse, Lei Wanhe has survived for nearly ten thousand years.

Knowledge is much better than others.

He frowned slightly, and a bad feeling began to appear in his heart.

He clenched the sword in his hand, and slashed towards the Black Tortoise formation.

There was a ripple in the big formation, and then it returned to its original state.

Seeing this, Lei Wanhe looked anxious, and shouted at the elders of the surrounding sects:

"Don't keep your strength anymore, there is something wrong with this kid."

"We're going to make it fast."

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and just about to unleash all their combat power, they felt the surrounding sunlight suddenly disappear.

A shadow fell over their heads.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of countless sword cries came from the sky.

When they looked up, they saw a rain of swords floating above them.

The tip of the sword is facing down, and the cold light is shining.

It's like eating people's eyes one by one, it's heart-palpiating.

"Elder..."

"Let's withdraw..."

The disciples were trembling all over and could no longer stand up.

The elders also showed signs of contemplation, and fine cold sweat began to appear on their foreheads.

At this moment, for the first time in their hearts, they had the intention to retreat.

Seeing this, Lei Wanhe waved his hands, and a dozen Lei Jietian slaves appeared behind him.

These Lei Jietian slaves have five layers of Nascent Soul fluctuations.

More than a dozen Nascent Soul fifth floors instantly made all retreating people dare not act rashly.

Self-explosive fluctuations began to appear on them.

"If you want to leave, ask my Lei Jietian slave to agree or not."

His eyes were cold, he looked at many elders, and said grimly:

"If anyone dares to retreat today, even if I, Lei Wanhe, chase him to the ends of the earth, I will take his head."

Li Changsheng's temptation to Lei Wanhe is great, and he will not give up easily no matter what.

Lei Wanhe had a fierce reputation, and the elders immediately dispelled the idea of ​​retreating after being threatened by him like this:

"Senior Lei, don't worry, we will advance and retreat together with Senior."

While speaking, those elders even slapped the disciples who wanted to retreat behind them.

With a bang, several disciples turned into blood mist:

"Rush to me, if there are retreaters, shoot them to death."

"Anyone who promotes retreat talk, this is the end."

The next moment, the flying sword in the sky began to tremble, and then crashed down.

Wherever they passed, countless disciples screamed.

Some are pierced through the body.

Some were cut off from limbs.

Some heads flew up.

Some were strangled and turned into meat paste....

Wherever the flying sword passed, blood spattered, corpses littered the field, and blood flowed like a river.

"Damn Li Changsheng, you are so vicious..."

"Li Changsheng, we just want Immortal Slaying Sword, are you killing innocent people like this?"

"My Promise Sect is incompatible with you."

"My Tu Xiandian will definitely kill you in the future."

"My Xuanshuang Sword Sect will chop you into minced meat."

"I, the Feilei Sword Sect, want to feed your minced meat to the dogs."

"I urged Shanzong to stew the dog that ate your meat."

"Amitabha, I, Xuanyang Temple, agree to kill this person.

But the Fellow Daoist of Tu Xiandian, before killing this person, there is no need to die..."

The elder of Tu Xiandian was stunned for a moment, his face twitching: "..."

All of a sudden, those sects that suffered heavy casualties started to talk.

But Li Changsheng sneered, made a tactic with both hands, and pointed at those flying swords:

"The time has come, let me see today, to what extent have I reached the level of my crafting?"

As soon as Li Changsheng commanded, those flying swords began to circle and circle around.

Then suddenly, they converge towards the middle.

The sound of jingling and clanging continued to sound, and the swords were smashed into pieces one after another under the impact.

Then Li Changsheng began to have a golden flame rising from his body.

Endless flames burned, and he flew up like a burning man.

Then rushed towards those flying sword fragments.

The fragments of the sword turned into a whirlwind of fragments, enveloping Li Changsheng in it.

Under the roasting of the golden flame, the fragments of the sword began to melt.

In a short time, it turned into a liquid.

The whole body of the liquid is red, surrounding Li Changsheng like a giant red dragon.

The liquid then coalesced and turned into a giant red sphere.

Endless temperatures descended from the sky, like a giant sun.

The temperature is so high that the water in the plants on the mountain is transpired and turned into dead branches.

Then they burned one after another, and for a while, the entire Burial Sword Mountain turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Seeing this, Leng Rushuang, He Qingwan, and Yu Chuyao forced out Shenshui with a move.

They saw a huge water ball gathering in their hands, and scattered it around with a wave of their hands.

The water polo continues to spread, or a water curtain protective cover is made.

The water curtain protective cover not only isolates the temperature, but also allows everyone to see the situation outside clearly.

For Lei Wanhe and others, this high temperature environment makes them just want to curse:

"Li Changsheng, can you fucking come down here and fight me?"

"What kind of hero is hiding in that molten iron?"

"You bitch Li Changsheng, don't let me catch you, or you'll be spoiled for choice."

"Li Changsheng, if you have the guts, bring it down to me, but I won't be able to reap the rewards."

Li Changsheng, who was in the molten iron, suddenly opened his eyes:

"Is there good fruit to eat, or is there no good fruit to eat?"

The golden holy fire on his body became more intense.

The molten iron is extracted, and countless impurities turn into a hard black substance.

Like a hidden weapon with fire, it fell from the sky.

For a time, countless deep pits were dug into the ground.

Just like a cannonball attack, mourning flooded the land.

After a wave of events, there were very few disciples left from the six major sects.

Li Changsheng sneered, waved his hand, and the Soul Refining Tower appeared in his hand:

"So many souls cannot be wasted."

With a thought, the souls of the disciples who died here were completely absorbed by the Soul Refining Tower.

At this moment, a powerful force was injected into Li Changsheng's soul.

He felt that if there was another wave, his spiritual realm would definitely go further.

That is the power to fight against the Soul Formation monks.

Li Changsheng licked his lips and focused on the elders of the six major sects and Lei Wanhe:

"Today, you are destined to become the nourishment for my growth."

He put away the Soul Refining Tower.

Then he looked at the molten iron in his hand that had been tempered to the size of a fist:

"It's almost there. The best parts have been condensed."

Then, a weapon that did not belong to this era began to appear in Li Changsheng's mind - Gatling.

Under his control, the molten iron continued to flow, and the prototype of Gatling began to appear.

"The Immortal Slaying Sword is now in the world, and the people who come to snatch it will definitely not only have this.

It looks like there will be a fierce battle ahead.

Gatling, known as the battlefield meat grinder, is definitely the most suitable choice for this battle. "

Li Changsheng thought to himself:

"After my transformation of Gatling, the bullets directly use their own spiritual power to condense.

As long as you have enough spiritual power, you can theoretically have unlimited bullets. "

Everyone frowned, looked at the strange weapon in Li Changsheng's hand, and said in confusion:

"What it is?"

"Why do I feel a strong dangerous aura on that thing?"

"Don't worry about what it is, we have no way out.

The most important thing now is to break this big formation.

When the time comes, as long as he controls his concubine, Li Changsheng will surrender. "

So, the next moment, everyone attacked the Black Tortoise defense formation even harder.

There was a bang in the formation, and cracks began to appear.

Gu Linglong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her face became even paler:

"Sisters, I can't hold it any longer."

Seeing this, the concubines all looked at Li Changsheng in the sky:

"Husband, how long will it take?"

At this time, Gatlin's concentration had been completed, and a powerful momentum swept across all directions.

And the moment Gatlin took shape, the Seven Swords began to tremble.

It was as if he had seen the king of soldiers and did not dare to show his head.

I saw seven swords falling out of the hands of seven people one after another and sheathing themselves.

This scene shocked the elders.

Lei Wanhe even exclaimed:

"Wan Jian surrenders. This Law Treasure is by no means simple. Please be careful."

Li Changsheng laughed loudly and held Gatlin in his hand.

A heavy feeling came:

"You can remove the formation, and now it's time for your husband to perform."

Li Changsheng flew down and landed on the ground with a bang.

Gatling punched the ground, and several cracks opened in the ground.

Li Changsheng turned his back to Lei Wanhe and assumed an extremely arrogant posture.

He turned around suddenly, raised Gatling and pointed at the monks from the six major sects.

His chin was raised slightly, and a touch of excitement and excitement burst out of his eyes.

I saw Li Changsheng put his right index finger on the trigger.

The next moment, his finger moved slightly and the trigger was pressed.

And Gatlin's gun barrel began to rotate continuously.

A flash of blue light began to gather at the muzzle of the gun.

Blue tongues of fire spurted out.

Li Changsheng became even more excited:

"I'll go, Blue Fire Gatling?"