Plane Clinic of Shennong Heirs

"Ah!!!" When the Sancai sword formation touched Shang Qingcang, he let out an unwilling roar from the depths of his throat, and the birds and beasts all around were frightened and fled in all directions.

"..." Wu Rui's body swayed slightly, and he almost fell from mid-air. The three-talented sword array emptied all his remaining true energy, and the feeling of weakness in his body made him feel stronger. Quickly restore true essence.

"Qing Qiang Qiang..." The Sancai sword array attacked Qing Cang in a circle, and the golden light on his body became weaker and weaker, and soon broke through his defense.

"Puff puff……"

The 36 swords that make up the sword array pierced Qingcang's body in a circular manner, forming holes one by one, and blood splashed out like a shower. [

"Hoo... bang!"

With the exhaustion of the Sancai Sword's energy, Qing Cang could no longer continue to float in the air, and fell vertically and heavily into the deep underground pit. Although he was not dead, his breath was already extremely weak, and he only had his last breath left.

Wu Rui landed next to Qing Cang with a sword face and put the Xuanjia Poison Sword on his neck.

"No... don't kill me, no... otherwise, the ally... the lord will avenge me... Poof!" Qing Cang opened his mouth with difficulty, but caused internal injuries, and spurted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, his face paled 』In an instant, it became even more sluggish.

"Really? I hope he can come!" Wu Rui grinned, and with a light swipe of the Xuanjia Poison Sword in his hand, Qing Cang's head and body were split into two, and he died quickly.

As for his Nascent Soul, he was smashed into pieces by the Sancai Sword Formation, and even the chance of reincarnation would be lost.

"Crack... Boom!"

Suddenly a thunderbolt from the sky knocked down the body of water remaining on the dark clouds, and soon landed on the ground. It was a torrent of rain, washing away the stale air in the air.

"..." Wu Rui frowned and looked up at the sky, feeling the joy of killing the enemy in his heart, because he knew that after he killed Qing Cang, the storm would come earlier.

However, these things can't be avoided. Wu Rui picked up Qing Cang's storage bag with a sword, and then sent out a hot flame, directly burning Qing Cang's body to nothingness. Not everyone has the courtesy of burial.

Looking at the messy battlefield in front of him, Wu Rui raised his eyebrows slightly, then closed his eyes, and felt the wood element floating in the air with his heart.

At the same time, the damaged trees re-grow immature branches and leaves, and the bare ground also re-grows green grass and shrubs. The originally messy battlefield quickly regains its vitality.

Magic is by no means a one-size-fits-all. Many cultivation methods can do it, but magic can be done very easily. It is very appropriate to organize the scene like this.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but it didn't disturb Wu Rui. After tidying up the battlefield, he quietly returned to Shennong Clinic under the rain.

Hong Tao, who was far away in an ancient building on a hilltop in the capital, seemed to feel something in his heart when Qing Cang fell. He raised his head and looked towards the direction of Goose City. It was a dark cloud as far as the eye could see, while his face was as frosty, with a wave of The hostile energy shot out from his eyes, which actually aroused the clouds in the sky to be turbulent.

The next moment, it rained suddenly over the capital, but the round and bright moon was still hanging high in the sky.

"Rain on a sunny night? Ominous omen!"

Many masters of comprehension looked up at the stars in the sky, and their hearts sank into the water. Such a celestial phenomenon also happened more than 100 years ago. It was a period of turmoil in China.

With the help of the leader of the National Defense Alliance, Hong Tao has been secretly managing his own power. Welfare yn*, coercion by force, and temptation of beautiful women can be called unscrupulous. Until today, most of the cultivation world has The control is in his hands, and he can create his own world as soon as he rises up. [

Hong Tao's ambition has always been great, and it is getting bigger and bigger. He not only wants to truly rule the cultivation world, he also wants to rule China, and even the whole world. On the throne of God, formulate the rules of the game in this world, and dominate the life and death of anyone!

After planning for many years, the time is almost ripe, and everything is ready. I didn't expect that at this time, there will be a sudden change, and my strongest subordinate will fall in front of me! ! !

Hong Tao's heart ignited a monstrous rage, and his murderous intent materialized, knocking down the water vapor in the sky and turning it into rain.

"Shen Nong, Wu Rui, you deserve to die!" Hong Tao shouted in a low voice, but he was not in a hurry to take revenge because the timing was wrong, and he couldn't get angry and affect his decades-long plans.

Moreover, Qing Cang's death has interfered with his plan, and his plan must be changed, like...in advance.

In charge of this plan, Hong Tao has no means to spare, so he can only suspend revenge. When the time is right, he will definitely find a way to kill Wu Rui.

As for Shennong Sixteen...

"The old ghost in the distraction period is very powerful, but as far as I know, that old thing's lifespan is coming to an end, so it's not a problem!" Hong Tao said to himself with a sneer,

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