The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 314 Is a Nascent Soul so fragile in front of her?!
Xuanyuan Sheng looked up and saw a black gun barrel appear above his head.

His expression froze for a moment. "Miss Song, that's a Nascent Soul cultivator! Not only can he walk on air, but he can also teleport instantly. His speed is incredibly fast. Even the most powerful modern guns can't hit him!"

"You should rest over there, I'll handle him! He just advanced in cultivation, his strength is unstable, he's no match for me!"

Song Mang curled his lip and said, "How could I use an ordinary gun? This is a paper-made submachine gun, it's even better than your Xuanyuan Divine Sword!"

"..."

Is it even better than the Xuanyuan Divine Sword?

how can that be!

His natal sword is the Xuanyuan Divine Sword!
A divine sword!
He is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm now, but with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in hand, he is not afraid to fight against late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators!

This is the power of the divine sword!

After the apocalypse, he saw some paper weapons, which were indeed very powerful, but paper weapons were no match for divine artifacts!
Song Mang's voice came again, "As long as you can dodge his attacks, I can just blow his head off."

As soon as the words were spoken, the other party launched another attack.

The cultivator who had just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage was a wind-elemental single-spiritual-root cultivator, and looked to be a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. He would be considered an outstanding individual in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect).

However, he is far from being a genius, after all, he is already two hundred years old and his cultivation level is only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

He was able to advance to the Golden Core stage and then to the Nascent Soul stage thanks to the power of the Blood Moon.

Based on his own talent, he wouldn't even be qualified to meet Xuanyuan Sheng outside the instance.

Geniuses are merely the threshold to meeting Xuanyuan Sheng.

And what about Song Mang?

She used Xuanyuan Sheng as her mount.

Therefore, the other cultivators present were filled with doubt upon seeing this scene and couldn't help but make wild guesses.

Most people think that Xuanyuan Sheng, the legendary number one in China, must have suffered a very serious injury, which is why he allowed a little girl to ride on his back!
Maybe he injured his head and became mentally impaired, which is why he did such an outrageous thing!
Everyone looked at Xuan Yuansheng with excited eyes, eager to try.

If Xuanyuan Sheng is seriously injured and his brain is damaged, we must strike while he's down and take his life!
How awesome is it to defeat the title of number one in China?!
Absolutely shocking the entire nation of China!
Once you leave this instance, you can replace Xuanyuan Sheng as the new number one in the world, and from then on you can do whatever you want in the Chinese Xuanmen!

The gazes of everyone looking at Xuan Yuansheng grew increasingly fervent, their eyes gleaming with an eerie red light, all driven by a thirst for power and fame.

They gripped their weapons tightly, ready to strike. The moment Xuan Yuansheng and Song Mang were at a disadvantage, someone would rush in to finish them off.

At this moment, Xi Jinzhi and the other strange beings, along with other human players, also emerged from the secret passage.

Outside the secret passage, there was a large pile of rubble that served as cover, blocking some of the moonlight; they all hid there.

Seeing the situation on the ruins, Xi Jinzhi frowned and said, "The life force on these people is getting weaker and weaker. The higher their cultivation level, the less life force they have. It's as if something has taken it away from them. They are no different from the living dead."

The quack doctor nodded and said, "That's right. Although their cultivation has improved rapidly, they will definitely have to pay a price, which could very well be their lives!"
The blood moon not only steals their life force, but also drives them to madness!

The Sword Saint said with a worried expression, "These people are all staring in the direction of the boss, as if they want to tear them to pieces and eat them."

There are probably more than a dozen people here who have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage through the Blood Moon. If they all attack the boss together, Xuan Yuan Sheng might not be able to handle it!

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind-elemental Nascent Soul cultivator who was flying in the air gathered a large amount of gale with his spiritual power and swept it towards Song Mang and Xuan Yuansheng.

With Song Mang on his back, Xuanyuan Sheng moved swiftly on his sword and easily dodged the attack once again.

Song Mang was still holding a paper-mache submachine gun in his hand, and he fired several shots in the direction of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, the Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual power was very strong, and the gale directly formed a large tornado that protected him, making it impossible for Song Mang to see his location.

The energy from the shots fired earlier was also dispersed.

“Miss Song, I told you guns are useless against Nascent Soul cultivators. Nascent Soul cultivators have many ways to defend against paper guns,” Xuan Yuansheng said.

Song Mang raised an eyebrow. "Only a few shots have been fired, what's the rush?"

Sudden.

Among the crowd below them, a Nascent Soul cultivator with a wood element suddenly attacked, lashing out with a whip formed from vines towards Song Mang.

The vines were imbued with the immense spiritual power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, capable of easily shattering even a small mountain.

"careful!"

Xuanyuan Sheng used his spiritual power to block it immediately, but because he also had to deal with the gale from another cultivator, he didn't have enough spiritual power to protect Song Mang.

boom--!
Song Mang was whipped away by the vine!

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Sheng's spiritual power helped to neutralize most of the attack, and the spiritual energy fluctuations that landed on her were not strong, so her ghost card was enough to withstand them.

Song Mang performed a nimble backflip in mid-air to stabilize herself, and then charged towards the wind-elemental Nascent Soul cultivator, following the direction of the gale.

The wind-elemental Nascent Soul cultivator was at the center of the violent gale-force tornado. From other people's perspective, it looked as if she had been swept to the center by the gale.

"boss!"

"Miss Song!"

Everyone else panicked when they saw her being swallowed by the gale, but only Xi Jinzhi sensed something was wrong.

Xi Jinzhi said, "She wasn't dragged into it; she rushed in on her own initiative."

"What?! She's only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and she's going to rush in and face a Nascent Soul cultivator to unleash her ultimate attack? Isn't that just suicide?!"

The quack doctor was frantic, pacing back and forth. "No, I have to go help! I've only just received my first month's salary; I can't let the company go bankrupt!"

But next second.

Suddenly, a burst of intense and rapid gunfire erupted.

rat-a-tat ...
Song Mang charged into the gale and unleashed a barrage of fire at the Nascent Soul cultivator, shouting, "You think you can block my fire with a little wind? Die!"

The gale vanished instantly.

There was a moment of silence in the world.

The Nascent Soul cultivator's aura dissipated; he was directly killed by Song Mang's paper-mache submachine gun.

Xuanyuan Sheng was dumbfounded, staring blankly into the distance, where he saw Song Mang flying in the air on a white bone staff, with a light red protective barrier covering his body.

This is at least a ghost card of the Ghost Immortal level or higher.

No wonder she dared to use her ultimate skill so close to the face!
And this paper-mache submachine gun, how come it can be pulverized the moment it gets close to a Nascent Soul cultivator?!

Is that Nascent Soul cultivator really that fragile?!

The other cultivators were also a bit taken aback.

They all thought that the Nascent Soul cultivator might have died at Xuan Yuansheng's hands, or that Xuan Yuansheng had been seriously injured by him.

They never imagined that such an unknown young girl could kill a Nascent Soul cultivator in a single move!
This is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Before the apocalypse, the most powerful masters of the Xuanmen sect and the patriarchs of reclusive families all longed for an existence that was beyond their reach!
He was just killed like that?
Some people said in disbelief, "Is he really dead? How come we didn't see the body fall down, or even a drop of blood? Is he hiding?"

(End of this chapter)