Valkyrie

At this moment, Cang Cang was already dying.

He is the genius of the Shenpeng tribe, with the blood of the ancient ancestors flowing through his body. The blood in his body is golden. When he was born, dragons and elephants descended from the sky, and he possesses the innate magical power of returning to his ancestors.

Among the Shenpeng tribe, he has never been defeated.

Even if he meets the geniuses of the Blazing God Clan and the Abyss Demon Clan, he can suppress them.

He has invincible confidence.

He even thinks he has invincible strength.

However, he did not expect that he would experience defeat for the first time today, and he would be defeated at the hands of a human race whose realm was weaker than his own.

human race...

That is a naturally weak race.

Born with scant limbs!
There is no natural bloodline of other races.

Ordinary mortals only have a life span of a hundred years.

That is just an existence abandoned by God...

How can such a race be compared with the Shenpeng tribe.

Even if the human race has the mystery of the physical body.

But it is still a weak race...

He is the genius of the Shenpeng Clan, how could he accept his defeat at the hands of a human race.

Moreover, he is still a human race whose realm is lower than his own.

From the mouth of the giant golden dragon, Hairless Cang Cang let out a series of violent and unwilling roars.

He was born to be a genius, so why would he be willing to be trampled on?

He was angry.

unwilling.

Tao Xin is also on the verge of collapse.

He didn't understand... why the weak human race made him feel so unattainable.

He even didn't understand how terrifying the Shenpeng clan's innate magical powers were, so how could they fail.

Qin Changsheng looked at his bald hair and cracked gray hair with a stern expression:
"You have one last chance to choose to surrender to me. With your talent, you are qualified to become my mount!"

"Roar……"

Cang Cang showed his fierce look and bared his teeth at Qin Changsheng, his eyes were red and looked extremely angry.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, this human boy would actually humiliate him.

"There are some things I'm too lazy to talk about!"

Qin Changsheng rolled up his sleeves and appeared in front of Cang Cang calmly, "But you have talent and it's worth telling me about it, but I'll only tell it once, it's up to you whether you listen or not!"

As he spoke, Qin Changsheng coughed.

"As the genius of the Shenpeng Clan, you should be arrogant because you have extremely strong strength. With your talent, you will definitely not be the strongest among the Shenpeng Clan, otherwise you will be bald and you should not be without a god. Take action!"

"Not the strongest genius, he should be among the top five!"

"You have this talent, but you are arrogant. This is your confidence in yourself!"

"So you look down on me, I'm just a human reptile or a two-legged sheep!"

"So you can't believe it, you can't believe that you will be defeated by me, you can't accept this reality!"

"But a truly strong person, or a strong person who will reach a high level in the future, will not only have this pattern in front of him!"

"Not accepting failure is not the pattern of a strong man. A truly powerful god never considers victory or defeat, but how to become stronger. How to be stronger in victory and how to be stronger in defeat!"

"They have no results, only the process of getting stronger!"

"If you can't even accept today's victory or defeat, and your Dao heart is turbulent and unable to stabilize, then you don't have the posture of a strong man!"

Qin Changsheng walked back and forth in front of the latter, "So... what kind of existence do you want to be?"

"Is the Taoist heart broken and the world falling? Or... seize the opportunity of Nirvana at this moment and follow me... I will go and see the world of the strong, the real world of the strong!" "Hmph..."

Caicang snorted coldly and looked up at Qin Changsheng, his pride undiminished, "I can still step into the path of being strong without relying on you. I am the genius of the Shenpeng Clan, and I retain the legacy of the ancient saint ancestors. How can blood be associated with a despicable human race like you?"

"No, not to be with me, but to be my mount!"

Qin Changsheng shook his head and exposed what Cang Bao said.

Huicang vomited blood and laughed, "I, the Shenpeng clan, are naturally arrogant. When will I accept others as my master? If I die today... you, Qin Changsheng, will not be able to escape the pursuit of our clan's genius tomorrow!"

"No matter how strong you are, you are just a humble human being!"

Qin Changsheng shook his head, with a cold expression on his face, "A child cannot be taught!"

After saying this, Qin Changsheng gave up persuading him and raised his hand...

Suddenly, a golden sword energy appeared under the sky.

The sword energy fell from the sky, as fast as lightning and wind and thunder, and disappeared after flashing the white light of the sun for a moment in the dark Yeluo City.

Keng!
A crisp sound...

In Yeluo City, a golden river flows.

Cang Cang's head was chopped off, and blood gurgled out of his body.

"Don't waste your precious blood, I need it!"

During the battle in Linhuang, Qin Changsheng was reminded.

Although Cang Cang's body does not have the power of the ancient gods, a drop of blood can destroy the gods, and it possesses the ancient power.

However, the latter's bloodline is rare and he is a rare talent. The energy contained in his blood is like the sea.

If they can be brought back to Cangqiong Continent, it may be possible for several great emperors to achieve the status of demigods.

You can also give it to Situ Huangfen or Lu Han, so that they can successfully enter the realm of gods.

Above the sky, Qin Changsheng's long sleeves rolled up, and a huge bag appeared in the void, and the precious blood of Split Cang was put into it.

Afterwards, Qin Changsheng stepped into the sky and looked at Lin Huang and Na Tingyou who were fighting below, with a calm expression:

"That Tingyou, how should you choose? Indulge yourself in a victory or defeat, unable to extricate yourself, or achieve a great pattern and start your own path to becoming a strong person?"

Na Tingyou snorted coldly, "This battle has not yet been decided. It's still too early!"

Qin Changsheng shook his head.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved. Junior brother, you can do whatever you want!"

Qin Changsheng spoke.

"Qin Changsheng, if you were me, what would you choose?"

Na Tingyou suddenly asked Qin Changsheng.

Qin Changsheng turned his head and looked at the latter condescendingly, "It's very simple, I will never put myself in a position of failure!"

"What if we fail?"

Na Tingyou retorted while fighting with Lin Huang.

"Follow the strong, kill the strong, and become the strong... Even though this process is extremely difficult and dangerous, and I suffer countless accusations and scorns, what does that have to do with me? All I want... is to become stronger! "

Qin Changsheng said.

"Who can't tell the truth!"

Na Tingyou said in a low voice, "But not everyone can do it!"

After saying that, Tingyou roared and attacked Linhuang more and more fiercely. The entire Yeluo City was in the abyss of Tingyou.

Countless dead souls stretched out their pale hands toward the sky in the abyss and grabbed Lin Huang.

"Junior brother, just kill him, this is a stupid donkey, mud can't support the wall!"

Qin Changsheng sat in the air, looking at the battle below with a leisurely expression.

After the battle, Lin Huang raised his head and glanced at Qin Changsheng, "Looking for a mount to find the Chitian God Clan. I hate this Bird Clan!"