Dragon's Origin

The Song family experts nearby, who were observing with the utmost vigilance, all wore expressions of confusion, completely unaware of what was happening.

The fall of this person seemed to trigger a chain reaction, followed by a second, a third... A group of experts who claimed to have cultivated in the Thousand Absolutes Land for over a decade watched helplessly as those whom their family head had declared would surely die fell one by one, their hearts filled with doubt and extreme tension.

As Wang Sheng said, the unknown is the most terrifying. No one knew what was happening; they only saw people falling one by one. Yet Wang Sheng had done almost nothing beforehand. Why was that?

Was it some kind of sorcery? But everyone had lived in the Thousand Absolutes Land for so long and had never seen such a bizarre scene.

They were all experts, and the distance wasn't far. Of course, everyone could see whether those who fell were dead or alive. Everyone's chest was rising and falling, and some could even hear breathing, but they couldn't move at all. They couldn't stand, so they fell, and after falling, they didn't do anything else, as if they had fallen asleep on the spot.

Watching more than twenty people fall in turn, only Song Zhiming was left. Even though Song Zhiming was still standing, he didn't move, standing stiffly like a puppet.

"Not bad cultivation!" Wang Sheng praised from over there. Song Zhiming was indeed the leader, the strongest in the group. Even in this situation, he could still maintain his balance. It was indeed not easy.

However, that was all. The only thing Song Zhiming could do at this moment was stand, but he couldn't even move a little finger.

Wang Sheng slowly took two steps forward. This action was completely different from the actions of those who had fallen before, causing a group of experts to tense up, wishing they could aim all their ranged weapons at Wang Sheng.

There was no other sound on the scene. Everyone held their breath, and only the sound of Wang Sheng's footsteps stepping on the soft fallen leaves could be heard, unhurried but as if stepping into everyone's heart.

He walked up to Song Zhiming, very close, so close that Song Zhiming could kill Wang Sheng with a wave of his hand. However, even such a simple action as reaching out was as difficult as climbing the sky for Song Zhiming at this moment.

"Your patriarch is right. Your cultivation is really not from hard work. Unorthodox methods are just not good!" Facing Song Zhiming, Wang Sheng shook his head with great emotion, then reached out and tapped Song Zhiming's forehead with a finger, gently pushing him.

Song Zhiming's stiff body maintained the action of about to launch a flying knife, slowly falling backward.

Watching Song Zhiming fall, Wang Sheng turned around and clapped his hands. He smiled at the guys who had originally intended to reach out but were stopped by Song Yan and explained, "Sorry, I can reach out, but you can't!"

These words were even worse than slapping everyone in the face. What do you mean I can, but you can't? Isn't this just blatant contempt for everyone?

Song Hongde's face was very interesting at the moment. He originally thought he could see Wang Sheng suffer, but now, from beginning to end, where did Wang Sheng suffer? If taking a few steps forward is suffering, then everyone in this world is probably living in dire straits.

The patriarch's face was unkind, and the people around him naturally wanted to regain this face for the patriarch. A master who looked like a steward diagonally behind Song Hongde winked to the side.

It must be said that the group of people Song Hongde took away were really the elite of the Song family, especially those who had lived in the Thousand Absolutes Land for more than ten years, and they had long been tacit enough to know what it meant with just a wink without speaking. With a wink here, a master who had stopped because Song Yan had stopped just now understood and took a few steps forward, reaching out to a guy lying on the ground.

No matter what, he had to check what kind of trick they had suffered. Otherwise, being led by the nose by Wang Sheng so mysteriously would not be a happy thing.

"Don't!" Song Yan, of course, saw the man's actions and screamed at him again. Not only Song Yan, but even Song Laoyu next to him shouted exactly the same two words: "Don't!"

Last time Song Yan spoke, those masters did not receive instructions from Song Hongde, so they stopped to give the eldest lady face. But this time, it was clearly the steward's order, so the eldest lady Song's cry was useless. Even the eldest lady Song was not good, and Song Laoyu's voice was ignored.

The person lying on the ground was turned over, and the Song family disciple was about to carefully check what happened when his body suddenly stiffened. He was originally in a crouching position, but suddenly his muscles lost control. For a moment, he could no longer maintain his balance, and with a bang, he fell silently on the person he was going to check, motionless.

"To be honest, no one believes it." Wang Sheng clicked his tongue a few times and shook his head repeatedly.

When Wang Sheng turned around, a group of Song family experts were all excited, and their figures flashed one after another. There were at least a dozen masters between Song Hongde, Song Yan, and Wang Sheng. Just now, only two or three masters were separated, but now everyone realized that the two or three masters were not enough at all.

From Song Hongde down, it is estimated that everyone did not expect that one day, their group of masters with at least the seventh level of strength would be so vigilant in front of a junior at the third level, even if they had lived in the Thousand Absolutes Land for more than ten years, they had never encountered such a terrible situation.

Song Hongde even began to wonder how to ease the relationship between the two parties. After all, he had initially been too strong and arbitrarily classified Wang Sheng into the ranks of the weak who could be killed at will. But now, Wang Sheng made Song Zhiming and the others unable to move with a word, and even his own people could not touch him.

Wang Sheng and Song Yan were originally friends. With such great skills, it would be more than worth the loss if he became an enemy. The question is, can Song Hongde put down this face now?

Several masters around Song Hongde even began to consider whether to kill Wang Sheng instantly. This kind of ghostly means is really daunting. Who knows when Wang Sheng will plot against them, and they will all be planted in it. Only by killing Wang Sheng can they rest easy.

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Wang Sheng was also very admired at this moment. These guys didn't dare to say anything else, but just the strict discipline, it can really be compared with Wang Sheng's troops on Earth. One of his companions just fell there, and they were able to hold back from destroying the battle formation. Song Hongde's group was really well trained.

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng opened his mouth to Song Hongde: "Can we talk now?"