Hongmeng Heavenly Book

Gu Changsheng's eyes turned cold.

Wang Long attacked him directly.

He naturally didn't hesitate.

You're asking for it.

Big Sun Golden Crow Fist.

Well.

As the cry of the golden crow resounded, golden spiritual energy seemed to gather into a golden crow, which swept out in an instant.

Bang! The sound of the impact was deafening, making Wang Long's face turn extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but take several steps back.

"You, you, you."

Wang Long's face was grim, his eyes filled with bloodlust and malice.

Many disciples of the Qingxuan Sect looked extremely horrified.

This guy is actually that strong?

"What did I do to you?" Gu Changsheng sneered.

Wang Long's face darkened: "You obtained an opportunity in the Martial Tomb."

A sinister smile played on Gu Changsheng's lips: "So I'm going to give you this opportunity?"

Who do you think you are?

Wang Long's face turned even uglier.

"You bastard!"

"You beast, you're asking for death."

He was, after all, one of the top ten prodigies of the outer sect of the Qingxuan Sect.

This guy is really disrespectful to him.

That's really asking for death.

His face was cold and sinister.

They emerged again.

"snort!"

Gu Changsheng snorted coldly, stomped his foot out, and threw another punch.

Big Sun Golden Crow Fist.

The fist instantly ripped through the sky, tearing a crack in the air.

Wang Long felt the power of Gu Changsheng's fist, which made his expression somewhat unnatural.

"Heavenly Cloud Breaking Fist!"

This is a high-level Xuan-rank martial skill.

I refuse to believe this guy can beat me.

He's a prodigy at the ninth level of the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

boom.

With the sound of impact.

All that could be heard was the clear sound of bones breaking.

Wang Long slammed hard onto the ground.

His face was twitching in pain.

Many of the Martial Tomb members who rushed in looked at Gu Changsheng with fear and horror.

They had naturally heard of Wang Long, an outer disciple of the Qingxuan Sect.

The Nine Realms of Myriad Phenomena.

They were no match for that guy at all.

Such strength could probably only be achieved by a peak-level expert in the Myriad Manifestations Realm or a master in the Transcendent Realm.

"asshole."

Wang Long's face was pale, and he was trembling all over.

Gu Changsheng's eyes were filled with coldness.

The other Qingxuan Sect disciples looked horrified.

They all looked at Gu Changsheng.

"What are you going to do?"

"Senior Brother Wang Long is from the Qingxuan Sect."

"You're dead if you dare kill him."

Gu Changsheng sneered, directly taking away Wang Long's storage ring and grinning maliciously, "This storage ring is for me."

Wang Long trembled with rage: "Impossible!"

boom.

Gu Changsheng kicked out directly.

Wang Long spat out a mouthful of blood, slamming it hard onto the ground, the pain so intense it felt like his internal organs were about to shatter.

She suddenly fainted from the pain.

The outer disciples of the Qingxuan Sect were horrified: "How dare you do this?"

"Bring your storage rings as well."

Gu Changsheng said calmly.

"Should we give some too?"

"It was Senior Brother Wang Long who caused you trouble just now, it has nothing to do with us."

"Why should we give it to them too?"

"This has nothing to do with us."

The men spoke in trembling voices, their faces grim.

Gu Changsheng's expression was cold, his eyes like those of a hungry wolf: "Are you sure?"

The men looked extremely pale, and their bodies trembled violently.

Feeling Gu Changsheng's chilling gaze, their hearts trembled violently. Suppressing their resentment, they handed over the storage ring to Gu Changsheng.

Gu Changsheng sneered, took the storage ring, and left.

The people present looked at each other.

None of them caused trouble for Gu Changsheng.

A prodigy who can defeat Wang Long in an instant might have some powerful connections or something.

Do not provoke them.

"There must be more in this martial arts tomb, let's search!"

People gradually began to look for opportunities at the scene.

Since they were in a martial arts tomb, there must be things that no one had discovered before. They searched for opportunities in the various large chambers.

And at that very moment.

Inside the tomb of Wu.

A graceful woman walked slowly towards them.

She is stunningly beautiful.

She was wearing a black dress.

The aura emanating from him was quite terrifying.

Several fawning figures were standing around the woman.

soon.

She stopped in front of several corpses.

The woman in the black dress's face gradually turned gloomy and sinister: "Senbei? You bastard, who exactly is my Senyue's younger brother?"

She looked around at the many people.

Everyone's faces trembled violently.

This stunningly beautiful woman is terrifying.

Transcendence?

He must be a master who has transcended the realm of immortality.

"Tell us who killed them?" The men around the woman had extremely gloomy faces and exuded a chilling murderous aura.

The group shook their heads, almost in tears, and could feel the terror emanating from Sen Yue and the other men.

They could be dead in a second with just one look from the other party.

"We don't know either."

"They all died inside this martial arts tomb."

The voices of those people trembled.

Many people were frightened by Sen Yue's murderous intent.

"you."

Sen Yue's face was extremely pale; her only younger brother had been killed just like that.

Outrageous.

Who wouldn't give Sen Yue face?

However, Sen Yue realized that it was impossible for these people to kill Sen Bei.

So who exactly is it?

Sen Yue's face was extremely pale.

"Senior Sister Senyue, how should we investigate this?" The others' expressions changed, and they all looked at Senyue.

Senyue clenched her teeth.

"I know who killed them."

Suddenly, a voice full of resentment rang out.

Sen Yue looked over.

Everyone looked over.

Running towards them from afar was none other than Wang Long.

Wang Long was badly injured; his storage ring had been stolen, and he had been knocked unconscious by that bastard.

This was a disgrace, and then, just after waking up, she heard Sen Yue asking who killed her brother.

Wang Long knew very well that the woman in front of him was definitely a master among masters.

A state of transcendence.

Killing that bastard is a piece of cake.

"Do you know who it is? Tell me." Sen Yue's face was extremely ugly.

Wang Long was of course unaware of Gu Changsheng's identity, and then used his spiritual power to create a face that was seven-tenths similar to Gu Changsheng's.

"He was the only one who left before we arrived at this Martial Tomb."

"It was definitely murder."

he said angrily.

Sen Yue's eyes were filled with coldness as he sneered, "No matter who he is, killing my brother means certain death."

Wang Long sneered inwardly.

Kid, you're just waiting to die.

Provoking a monstrous master who has transcended the realm of immortality.

No one can save you.

Many people felt a chill run down their spines and couldn't help but shake their heads, their faces full of pity. That guy definitely wouldn't live long, and the boy from before was surely dead.

"..."

Gu Changsheng, who left the Martial Tomb, was unaware that he had been targeted.

"Shall we head back home?"

Having reached the halfway point of Tianling Mountain, Gu Changsheng muttered to himself.

"That won't be necessary." Suddenly, a loud roar rang out.

In the next instant, several figures appeared in front of Gu Changsheng.

A middle-aged man in purple robes stood before Gu Changsheng, his face contorted with malice as he stared at him: "You are Gu Changsheng."

Gu Changsheng glanced at him and then nodded.

"it's me."

he said.

Zhao Shan's eyes were fixed on him, and he said venomously, "I am Zhao Shan, from the Tianlan Sect. Before I arrest you, I need to ask you one question: Have you killed any Tianlan Sect disciples these past two days?"