People are dead!

Rivers of blood flowed and mountains of corpses piled up.

The cultivator stood on the hill where corpses were piled up, panting.

The remaining soldiers and innate masters, even if they are forced by the royal power, even if they are killed by other masters.

They did not dare to rush towards the immortal cultivators.

Because:

That immortal cultivator is too terrifying:

"Killing so many people without blinking an eye"

"he.....Are your eyes dry?"

Chu Zhaoren wiped the soft sword.

She kept staring at the immortal cultivator.

Observing the immortal cultivator.

The immortal cultivator is very powerful.

But: the martial arts moves are very average.

He can survive because of his magic power.

The strength of many innate masters beat him On the body, it had no effect.

On the contrary:

He waved the umbrella handle casually, even if he was wearing heavy armor and practicing defensive martial arts, he couldn't stop him.

Can such a powerful immortal cultivator be killed?

Chu Zhaoren was worried.

She looked towards Wang Quan.

A temporary large tent in the distance:

Wang Quan lectures hundreds of innate masters.

These innate masters have fearful and desperate eyes.

They were killed by the immortal cultivators.

"You are all going to die anyway!"

"Before you die, hurt that immortal cultivator for me, do you understand?"

Wang Quan tied black gunpowder to them.

Each innate master tied more than a hundred kilograms.

Then put paper armor on the outside.

After a while, light the fuse and rush forward.......

Everything works perfectly.

Originally:

King Quan wanted to throw black powder by throwing it.

But:

Seeing that the immortal cultivator actually had the means to swallow long-range attacks, he turned to this method.

One minute later:

The innately powerful warrior charges again.

Their eyes were red with murderous intent.

Because:

Thousands of martial arts masters around have said:

"Rush forward and kill the immortal cultivators. You have a chance of survival."

"If you don’t rush, I’ll beat you to death now!"

The Grandmaster is far more powerful than the innates.

The remaining innates rushed forward bravely.

Hundreds of innate masters armed with black gunpowder also rushed forward crazily.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Earth-shattering explosions sounded one after another.

Corpses. The piled up hill was blown to pieces.

The remaining innates were all dead.

But: on the mountain of broken corpses, the body of the immortal cultivator was crumbling.

Stab!

Wang Quan twisted the hilt of his two-handed sword, black oil flowed, and flames burned.

"kill......!"

Buzz! Buzz!

At first sight, the soft sword flicked, buzzing

"kill!"

There is an old master who uses secret techniques to make his thin body become strong and his rickety body straight and straight. His beard and hair are flying, and he said ferociously:

"kill......" call out! call out! call out!

More than a thousand masters rushed towards the immortal cultivators almost at the same time.

On the mountain of corpses:

The immortal cultivator wants to cry.

Looking at the grandmaster warriors roaring from all directions.

He was desperate inside.

Looking at the ferocious and greedy masters.

He is confused inside

"I just want to kill the strongest man in the Barrens, then raise the natives in captivity and refine Taoist weapons."

"However, why did these natives arrange for so many natives to kill me as if they had expected it?"

"I was bullied elsewhere"

"Are you being bullied in such a small, remote country?"

"Why?"

"Is there any more heavenly justice?"

The next second:

Thousands of masters roared in.

Immortal cultivators mobilized the last bit of mana:

"kill......."...... boom! boom! boom!

The martial arts master and the immortal cultivator collide.

Rivers of blood flowed and corpses lay everywhere!

The strength of the Grandmaster is more powerful than the innate one.

They can withstand an attack from the Immortal Cultivator.

However:

If you are attacked twice in a row, you will definitely die.

Although the Grandmasters are stronger and more careful.

But: still heavy losses. after an hour.....

Of the thousands of masters, there are only seventy-three left.

At this point: the cultivator is dead.

He refused to die with his eyes in peace.

It’s so frustrating to die.

The high-ranking immortal cultivator was brutally beaten to death by thousands of masters, tens of thousands of innate masters, and tens of thousands of soldiers.

He couldn't believe it until he died: the natives of the Barrens were so cruel and terrifying.

Before dying, he asked Wang Quan and others:

"I just came to this tiny place, why do you have murderous intentions towards me?"

Wang Quan threw away the broken two-handed sword and said with a smile:

"Those who cultivate immortality will live forever"

"When we kill you, we naturally want to take away the life-extending skills."

The immortal cultivator cried.

If he had known that the natives wanted to extend their lifespan, he would have given them the secret to extending their lifespan.

But...... no if

"There should be more communication between people......"

The immortal cultivator, with his final insights, died with tears in his eyes.

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