I Am An Authentic Immortal, But I Am A Big Villain

Chapter 216: Out Of Pocket, Nightmare's Real Body

With gray hair all over his body, Lang Xing's dark green eyes looked around at the Rogue Cultivators.

"Aw~!!"

Roaring excitedly, he felt that tonight, he could harvest a big wave of Spirit Power again.

With so many people, they are much stronger than the ordinary people in the village.

The Rogue Cultivators couldn't sit still anymore. Naturally, they came here for the Demonic Beasts. Now that the other party has appeared, how could they let it go easily.

"Go! Get rid of it!"

"Get rid of this monster wolf!"

"Don't be cowardly! Come with me!"

...

The Rogue Cultivators just want to kill the monster wolf in front of them, and then go back to claim the reward with the corresponding tool.

This time, the Dragon King released a lot of rewards, and everyone wanted to get them.

Now it's time to play according to your skills, and some insidious Rogue Cultivators among them will launch a surprise attack while those around them are not paying attention.

This is already a common thing, the cultivation world is so cruel, don't trust anyone easily.

Otherwise, the final result is likely to be death without a place to bury.

"ah!!"

But suddenly there was a scream, and I saw a Rogue Cultivators clutching Own's lower back in pain, and blood kept oozing out.

Good guy!

Is this being directly squeezed at the waist? It's so miserable!

Seeing this scene, Ye Yun couldn't help touching Own's lower back, these people are really ruthless.

Although someone screamed, no one paid any attention to it now, and everyone's eyes were focused on the wolf.

"Roar!!"

Lang Xing sneered in his heart, and then roared angrily.

His fangs and his claws are his Magic Treasures, all of which have been tempered by him through a special method into Magic Treasures that can be compared to spiritual weapons.

【Swallowing Claw! ! 】

With a roar in his heart, Lang Xing instantly swung out that sharp claw that shone with cold light.

The strong wind tore, the air exploded, and the claw seemed to break through the space, as if it was going to tear the opponent apart.

"Shuh!!"

A cold light flashed across the face of the Rogue Cultivators at the front, who were originally full of surprises, but at the next moment his eyes suddenly became dull.

He looked down at Own's body and found that nothing appeared on his body.

But when he stood up slowly, he found several obvious claw marks on his chest and abdomen.

Not only that, but when he wanted to retreat, he found that his own body seemed to be out of control.

"..."

Soon, he felt a burst of severe pain, and it turned out that Own's body was cut into several sections.

His eyes widened in horror, he. I never thought that I would end up like this when I rushed to the front.

"Well!"

Weakly wanting to reach out and grab his own body, but unfortunately he doesn't even have any strength now.

Blood spattered out, and his body lay limp on the ground.

The main reason is that the gap between the Cultivation Base is too large. The Rogue Cultivators just arrived at the Sensing Dao Realm, but unexpectedly they couldn't stop the opponent's claws.

The people behind were also shocked. Such a bloody and tragic scene happened in front of them, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

This is a world of The Weak are Prey to the Strong after all, and everything is normal.

Although feeling slightly uncomfortable, the men soon resumed their attacks.

It has long been a habit to struggle in the cultivation world, and Death is often by their side.

Surrounded by many people, Lang Xing did not show any fear, but his face was full of disdain.

In his opinion, these people are not own opponents at all.

I still have the nightmare avatar that I haven't used, so how can these people resist me.

The only thing that made him a little bit afraid was Ye Yun and the four guards who had never done anything.

But the opponent didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him, and Lang Xing didn't fully focus on that.

[Just relying on you bastards, you want to fight me? It's just wishful thinking! 】

Lang Xing kicked the ground hard with his hind legs, and his huge body suddenly rose into the air.

But the Rogue Cultivators naturally didn't want to lag behind, and they bullied themselves one by one, raising their sharp swords to attack.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang!!"

Under this dark night, sparks splashed everywhere, and a monster wolf fought alone.

Yun Zishu is also among them, but compared to the others, he is a bit more wretched.

Hide in the back, take the opportunity to find opportunities to make up the knife, and will never rush to the front rashly.

Because the people who rushed to the front were either dead or seriously injured.

Ye Yun didn't know when he had an extra folding fan in his hand, playing with it, watching the battle with great interest.

Although Lang Xing's strength is quite good, he is a middle stage in the power environment, but there are also a few people in the power environment among these Rogue Cultivators.

It was because of these few people that he had caused great trouble and distress.

He could only concentrate on attacking these people, and they didn't care about some other attacks, and some scars appeared on his body.

Not only did this scar not frighten Lang Xing, but it aroused the fierceness in his heart.

After all, this guy is an old guy from a few hundred years ago. After replacing the soul and rebuilding, he is still the existence that reached the peak of the Great Saint realm.

His own Cultivation Base is not enough now, but it doesn't mean that he will be afraid because of it.

There are very few people who can scare him a few Hundred Years ago, at least, there are none here now.

Having escaped a very fatal blow, Lang Xing did a 720-degree backflip in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground.

After the battle just now, many cultivators were killed or injured at the scene, even those cultivators in the Power realm all had solemn faces.

They didn't expect that the opponent's Cultivation Base was not much higher than theirs, but it was so terrifying, fighting alone, and still not falling behind.

Lang Xing's eyes were red, he felt the pain coming from his body, and roared to the sky.

"Aww~!!"

He is not going to continue playing any longer, and it is time for this battle to end.

【Magic Nightmare! 】

Suddenly, a suffocating breath erupted from Lang Xing's body.

A group of black shadows attached to his body, his figure suddenly became much larger, and many barbs formed by black shadows appeared on his body.

The strength of the middle stage of the Power Realm originally soared to the peak of the Power Realm at this moment.

The sudden powerful aura instantly overwhelmed several cultivators on the opposite side.

After feeling this powerful aura, several Power realm cultivators realized at this time that this monster wolf was just teasing them before, and it didn't fight seriously at all.

Now is the beginning of the real battle. They have already consumed a lot of Spirit Power, and the opponent is only now showing their true strength.

Which is strong and which is weak, you can tell at a glance.