Chapter 933 - 341: Heartfelt, Different Species, Calamity (Ten-Thousand-Word Combined -)

Jin Sang shot Yin Sang and Tong Sang a look, and the three of them instantly formed a surrounding encirclement, trapping Cao Xiang’er in the middle. Tong Sang said coldly: "Big Brother, we have to be quick, otherwise who knows what tricks this woman will pull again." "Mm." Jin Sang nodded. He immediately formed a hand seal with his right hand, just about to initiate the master-recognition ritual, when he suddenly felt a chill at his neck. By the time he reacted, a streak of violet light had already flashed like lightning across his throat. Thud! A perfectly good head rolled straight to the ground: "How could..." Jin Sang didn’t even know how he died, because throughout the process, his Divine Sense had clearly been on guard all around, without detecting the slightest abnormality. As Jin Sang fell. Yin Sang and Tong Sang froze for a moment, and in the next instant, endless fury burst from their eyes: "You cheap slut, you’re courting death!!" They immediately abandoned any thought of holding back. However. Before the words finished. A surge of cyan light flared beside Yin Sang, and in the next moment, the Cyan Flood Dragon’s tail whipped toward him with the force of ten thousand jun. He’d planned on killing Cao Xiang’er, but in his haste he could only scramble to defend. On the other side, Tong Sang heard several sharp whooshing sounds tearing through the air behind his head, and immediately turned the Black Stone to block behind him in wary defense. Bang bang bang! Countless Skeleton Demon Vines shot into the Black Stone. The Black Stone shattered on the spot. And the Skeleton Demon Vines, momentum unabated, came crashing down toward him like a sky-filling tide: "Damn it!" "This cheap woman actually has reinforcements!" Tong Sang grit his teeth, instantly deciding to fight a quick decisive battle. With Big Brother dead, if they kept dragging this out, he feared even he would die here. Rolling True Essence surged into the Talisman Treasure in his hand. However. Just as the Talisman Treasure was halfway activated. He sensed something and suddenly looked up. High above in the Ninth Heaven, a Celestial Dragon descended into the world, and behind that Celestial Dragon was a young man in dark robes driving a Yellow Dragon Qi talisman treasure: "Fu Changsheng!!!" He recognized him at a glance! The Fu Family Patriarch had single-handedly wiped out two Purple Mansion Tribes under the Celestial Toad, so how could the neighboring Celestial Yin Tribe not know of it? Now it seemed that Fu Changsheng and Cao Xiang’er had been able to enter precisely by seizing the Guiding Orders from those two tribes: "Damn it!!!" Only. This Talisman Treasure clearly exuded the aura of the Imperial Court; only descendants of the Great Zhou Royal Family could produce such aura, which meant this Talisman Treasure was refined by a Golden Core of the Great Zhou Royal Family. This Fu Family. Had actually climbed into the Great Zhou Royal Family’s lineage! The thought had just arisen. Boom! The Celestial Dragon, with thunderous speed that gave no time to cover one’s ears, shattered all his defenses, then pierced straight down from above his head. With a deafening crash, he was killed on the spot, breath extinguished. From Fu Changsheng’s stealthy assassination of Jin Sang to Tong Sang’s death, the whole process seemed slow, but in reality it took less than three breaths: "Third Brother!" On the other side, Yin Sang’s guts almost split at the sight! Staring at the Talisman Treasure in Fu Changsheng’s hand, he suddenly slammed his palm into his chest. A cloud of blood mist instantly rose, enveloping his entire body. In the next moment, it transformed into a streak of bloody light and slipped into the Void, disappearing without a trace, leaving only his voice echoing in the air: "Fu Changsheng, Cao Xiang’er, in the name of my tribe I swear, I will make you pay tenfold, a hundredfold!!" Fu Changsheng withdrew his Dharma Seal. The Spirit Light of the Talisman Treasure bestowed by the Seventh Prince trembled slightly, then faded away. The power of this talisman treasure was even greater than he’d imagined; even the Celestial Yin Three Heroes couldn’t withstand it for an instant. He would have to make good use of it. The Talisman Treasure could only be used five times; there were four uses left. Fu Changsheng gestured with his hand. He collected the storage bags and corpses of Jin Sang and Tong Sang into his possession. Then landed beside Cao Xiang’er: "Miss Cao, how are you?" "I’m fine." Cao Xiang’er had narrowly escaped disaster. A look of relief appeared on her face as she nodded to Fu Changsheng and said: "If you hadn’t arrived in time, Changsheng, I’d likely already be dead and my Dao extinguished." With just one strike, Fu Changsheng had slain two Late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivators. Granted, he’d relied on a sneak attack and his Spirit Pet’s aid, but that was still a testament to his own strength. The previously utterly inconspicuous Junior Cultivator. Had now, in a single move. Become someone even she had to look up to. Fu Changsheng was currently only at Third-Layer Purple Mansion Cultivation; if he were to cultivate to the late stage of the Purple Mansion, wouldn’t he be the strongest person below Golden Core! As she had more contact with Fu Changsheng. Cao Xiang’er’s attitude toward Fu Changsheng was also quietly changing: "Miss Cao, this place is not fit for lingering. Let’s go!" Fu Changsheng checked and found that Cao Xiang’er was in no danger of Life, and immediately took her onto the Cyan Flood Dragon, instructing it to speed westward. He didn’t even bother to keep the damaged Yellow Sand God-Trapping Grand Array left here. At the same time. A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind: "Ding." "You have slain two Late-stage Purple Mansion Cultivators of an Eastern Wilderness Tribe, gaining three thousand Court Merit Points, gaining three thousand Clan Contribution Points." Immediately after. The Clan Contribution Points on his panel instantly changed to six thousand six hundred and twenty. Fu Changsheng made a quick calculation and found that his accumulated Court Contribution Points had already reached seventy-nine thousand. The eighty thousand required for promotion to Seventh-Grade was short by only a thousand. It was very likely he could meet his goal here in the Kunlun Mini World. On the Cyan Flood Dragon’s back. Cao Xiang’er tossed a handful of Spirit Pills into her mouth and said weakly: "Changsheng." "Head east, toward Thousand Feather Mountain." Clearly. Cao Xiang’er still remembered there was a Cloud-Breaking Tree that Fu Changsheng needed on Thousand Feather Mountain, and didn’t want her healing to delay him. Fu Changsheng pondered for a moment, then ordered the Cyan Flood Dragon to go at full speed. At the same time he had the Skeleton Demon Vine guard them on one side. He himself swallowed Spirit Pills and began Recovering Mana. In this Kunlun Mini World, ambushes could occur at any time, so he had to keep his Mana in a full state; triggering the Talisman Treasure earlier had consumed quite a lot.