Mortal Ascension

The bald middle-aged man was silent for a long time. Seeing that Wang Qingshan was still murderous, he couldn't help sighing and said, "What about the Li family?"

He has enjoyed the worship of the Li family for many years, so he can't do nothing.This is so chilling.

Wang Qingshan had thought it over a long time ago, and said directly, "I will give the elder a face. Within 20 years, after killing Li Wanxi, I will not touch other people. But if they still dare to provoke me, then don't blame my ruthless subordinates." gone."

The bald middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "100 years. You are a rare supreme being in the history of Mozhou. Not to mention a family that builds foundations, even the Zifu family, even if you give him 20 years, you will not be able to live in the city. Your men escape."

Wang Qingshan smiled and looked at Li Wanxi, who was full of despair, and said, "Now I will give you a chance to live. 20 years, 100 years, which one do you choose?"

Li Wanxi's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he still had a chance to live, and he just stood there in a daze.

The bald middle-aged man's heart sank. This young man not only cultivated well, but also played with people's hearts, leaving him, who wanted to keep the Li family's purple mansion, speechless.

"Li Wanxi, with a family of one hundred years, maybe there will be a powerful descendant who can compete with him. No matter how bad it is, if the blood is scattered, a hundred years will be enough for your Li family to multiply hundreds of thousands of people in every capital and state, and the blood will be passed down."

The bald middle-aged man met Li Wanxi's grandfather once. He didn't want the Li family to become extinct in just 20 years, so he disregarded his face and advised him.

A group of Foundation Establishment cultivators around, including Immortal Mo Dao, looked like obedient mortals at the moment, quietly lowering their hands and bowing their heads, not daring to say a word, trying to restrain their sense of existence, not wanting to attract attention.

Li Wanxi's body trembled slightly, his head was in a mess.

He didn't know what to do, and on the one hand he longed to live.

Although he is old, he still has the hope of hitting the purple mansion once.As long as one crosses the purple mansion, there will be a new world, and the family may not have a chance to survive.

But on the other hand, once he failed to expend a lot of resources to attack, not only would the family fall into the plight of lack of resources, but also in 20 years, it is really impossible to produce many strong people.

At that time, the whole family will undoubtedly be destroyed.

Seeing Li Wanxi holding his head with a grim expression on his face, he couldn't make a decision for a long time.

The bald middle-aged man panicked, shouted, and said, "Li Wanxi, don't make mistakes."

Li Wanxi was yelled at this loudly, as if awakened from confusion, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he felt that the Li family could not be destroyed by him alone, he could not...

Just as Li Wanxi strengthened his mind and made a decision, the next few words of Wang Qingshan immediately broke Li Wanxi's defenses, and his firm mind collapsed in an instant. The whole person seemed to see the Dao with his own eyes, and his seven orifices spurted blood without knowing it.

"Hehe, self-defeating, what is self-defeating.

The avenue shouldn't be so short,

After my death, no matter how terrible the flood is,

right! "

Wang Qingshan said quietly, the words were plain, but contained the boundless killing intent and fatal crisis.

"Wang Qingshan!"

The bald middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help but roar.

trouble,

How can those few words be so direct to the heart.

Where did it come from?

Even as a strong man in the Zifu realm, he couldn't help but feel swayed and in a trance when he heard the next two sentences, and he even had the image of losing his mind.Not to mention some foundation cultivators.

Master Mo Dao, Master Fu Long, etc., and the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was listening on the sidelines, their eyes were shining brightly, as if they heard some truths in the world, they thought carefully and chewed these few words, and they were deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Some monks who had nothing to do with this matter were so touched.Li Wanxi, who was deeply involved in the center of the incident, even changed his expression drastically, his temperament was completely reversed, and his whole temperament suddenly changed from the previous cheerful and generous to gloomy and fierce, as if he had changed into a different person, two extremes.

Regardless of the roar of the bald middle-aged man, Li Wanxi bowed his hands respectfully and said, "The younger generation chooses 20 years."

At this moment, Immortal Mo Dao and the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators all looked ugly, and they really felt some fear and unspeakable coldness.

The bald middle-aged man sighed deeply as if he had been defeated, turned around and left without speaking to anyone.

Wang Qingshan laughed loudly and was about to follow.

Before the bald middle-aged man left, he sent a voice transmission saying that the suzerain wanted to see him.

No wonder the other party would stay with the Li family, a foundation-building family, and not leave.

At this time, Mo Dao Zhenren, Fu Long Zhenren and a group of foundation-building monks rushed forward, bowed their heads, bowed respectfully, and shouted, "I am willing to follow seniors around, and I hope seniors will accept them."

Wang Qingshan stopped, glanced at the crowd, and there was no surprise.

He is much stronger than them, and he has a perverted reasoning in front of him. In addition, the monster race is about to invade, this group of people must find a strong backer.

The bald middle-aged man walked too fast, they were a step too slow and missed.

And this young Supreme Being cannot be missed.

Wang Qingshan looked at the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators kneeling before him, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, you first obey the order of Tai'anzong, and I will call you when the opportunity arises."

"Yes, senior."

Everyone said in unison in surprise.

Modao Daoist has an old face, and he is older than Wang Qingshan by a fraction of his age, but now he gives Wang Qingshan a big gift and calls Wang Qingshan a senior. This is the result of the supremacy of strength.

With this group of free laborers, Wang Qingshan is not in a hurry to go to Tai'anzong, and is ready to take everyone back to Xiaowang Village.

Flying all the way down from the top of the mountain, Wang Qingshan Yujian stood at the front, and a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators stood quietly behind Wang Qingshan, like followers, none of them dared to stand side by side with Wang Qingshan.

As for Li Wanxi, he didn't come down from the top of the mountain. He still has to think about how to end up. Whether to tell the truth directly or hide it from the tribe, this will be a big trouble.

Of course, no matter how serious the trouble is, with Li Wanxi now, it is not as important as his own life.

When everyone passed by the mountainside, they saw Wang Qingshan leading a group of foundation-builder monks flying past with their swords, and countless people were stunned.

Who is the monk standing at the front, who is so high-profile in the Li family, and took away so many foundation-building monks.

Hai Wuyou from the Hai Family in Yuming City, and the pale-faced man who stayed together in the pavilion before, were stunned when they saw this scene, as if they were struck by lightning, and their hearts were very terrified.

Who can guess the mind of the big shot.

They might be wiped out with a flip of their hands.

Who let one accept Wang Qingshan's flattery, and the other mocked and sarcastically sarcastically sarcasmed Wang Qingshan.

Of course, Wang Qingshan ignored them, and just slashed down with his sword, smashing a big mountain in the distance, which was the sub-peak of Mingshan, surrounded by formations.Generally, in the late stage of foundation establishment, one has to use all one's strength to break it.

But Wang Qingshan's sword was only light and fluffy, and it was so powerful that all the monks who saw this scene with their own eyes believed that this was a strong man in the Purple Mansion Realm showing his divine power.

"Thank you, master."

After removing Mingshan, a group of Foundation Establishment monks bowed their hands again.

Wang Qingshan's attack made it clear that these foundation-building cultivators are protected by a strong person in the Purple Mansion Realm behind them. When the news spreads to the surrounding area, their life will be much easier.

Wang Qingshan nodded and didn't say much.

Now that you have accepted it, give me some sweetness to try.

Afterwards, Wang Qingshan led more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators, and together they transferred hundreds of people from Xiaowang Village to the vicinity of Tai'anzong.