"Because you were too weak, you couldn't suppress the蠱 worms in your body from poisoning you, so you died."
Li Qingyun's voice was calm. He had already seen the 蠱 worms floating in the air, constantly trying to enter Falana's body.
After ascending to Immortal King, these 蠱 worms could not escape his eyes.
Falana's eyes widened in horror as he clutched his wound. He looked at his teammates and shouted frantically, "Save me! Save me quickly!"
The other Sky Slayer Kings' faces darkened. Save your ass!
As soon as these human Immortal Kings saw Li Qingyun ascend to Immortal King, they all became like they had been injected with chicken blood, starting the counterattack. They were in a bad enough state themselves, so how could they spare the time to save someone? 138 Reading Network
"Die on your own! You useless piece of trash, these are the monsters you created with your own hands!"
"Anyone with a brain would know it was a problem to let Li Qingyun fight you alone, yet you continued to play with him?"
"If it were me, he would have been dead long ago!"
"......"
No one felt sorry for Falana. Who told him to court death?
These Sky Slayer Kings also knew that with Li Qingyun becoming an Immortal King, the battlefield's balance had been instantly broken.
All Sky Slayers were in a panic, after all, there was now an Immortal King with terrifying combat power among them.
The Ice Sword Mercenary Group was truly becoming their nightmare. This was a group of people they had watched grow up.
Moreover, they had grown up on the corpses of the Sky Slayers. Now, just one Immortal King was already so difficult to deal with. The remaining ones, combined, had the combat power of three Immortal Kings. If they were all to be promoted to Immortal King...
"Hiss......"
All the Sky Slayers gasped, how would they, the strongest below the Supremes, survive?
After killing Falana, Li Qingyun did not linger for long. Instead, he directly held the [Primordial Creation Green Lotus] and went on a killing spree!
After becoming an Immortal King, he no longer had to worry about dying at any moment!
The cultivation techniques he practiced already possessed extremely strong vitality. Reaching this level of cultivation was like being a walking healing spring.
This additional top-tier Immortal King combat power was a devastating existence for the Sky Slayers.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Those Sky Slayer Kings were filled with unwillingness, but they had no other choice. At this moment, if they continued fighting, their chances of winning were already very slim.
They would first reduce their losses to a certain extent, and then they could consider revenge.
However, if they wanted to escape, they had to ask if these humans agreed. How could they come and go as they pleased? It was the homes of humans that were destroyed, and the people killed were humans with whom they had no grievances.
The Immortal Kings roared, "Kill! Let these outsiders remember one thing: Humans are not to be invaded!"
As the scales of the Immortal King battlefield tipped overwhelmingly, the battlefields below also changed rapidly.
The morale of the human cultivators reached its peak at this moment.
Sensing this surging fighting spirit, Wang Teng let out a wild laugh, holding the [Pillar of Heaven], and charged towards the Sky Slayer King entangled by Luo Xiaowei and the others.
"Compatriots! Lend me your will!"
The immense fighting spirit converged onto his [Pillar of Heaven] like a torrent. Wang Teng, clad in blood-red armor, was like a god of war descending to earth.
Wang Teng's path was quite peculiar; the higher the fighting spirit of the human race, the stronger his power would be.
Under normal circumstances, when the horn of counterattack was sounded, the fighting spirit was at its highest.
The Sky Slayer King fighting against them was Bakala. He was originally fighting back and forth evenly, but now he felt a threat from Wang Teng's staff.
"Damn it! Get lost!"
He held his long spear and swept it across, charging towards Wang Teng.
Luo Xiaowei took the opportunity to retreat to the side, then swung his long sword.
"Heavenly Chasm!"
This disgusting sword domain reappeared, enveloping Wang Teng and Bakala.
Then, as Bakala swung his attack, he felt that his attacks never seemed to end, and his offense was actually neutralized by nearly 30%.
"Shame of a sword cultivator! Luo Xiaowei, you are truly disgusting!"
Bakala couldn't help but curse, but there was something even more disgusting.
As his spear collided with Wang Teng's staff, everything in front of him turned into bubbles. He struck empty air.
"Illusion... Illusion?"
Bakala suddenly turned his head and saw Shen Yingxue, who was faintly visible. He was instantly enraged.
"How dare you toy with me!"
He felt like he was being treated as a monkey, and in addition to the shame, he was also incredibly angry.
However, the real Wang Teng had already arrived.
"You dog! Die for me!"
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Bakala endured the surging fighting spirit of the millions of human cultivators. This force sent him flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But in the direction he was flying, a petite loli, holding a hammer in her left hand and an axe in her right, was waiting for him with a solemn expression.
It was Qin Xiaoxiao. She raised both hands and delivered a chop and a smash.
There were no visible special effects, but Bakala felt a scalp-tingling sensation surge into his heart.
"Damn it! Do you think you can kill me with just this?"
Bakala roared, then forcibly twisted his body and collided with Qin Xiaoxiao.
However, during the attack, that feeling of being far away reappeared.
"Luo Xiaowei, you're damned!"
Luo Xiaowei watched from the side, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. Why was he the one cursed the most by every Sky Slayer they fought?
Who said sword cultivators had to be about killing? Was the defensive style also a sin?
Bakala collided with Qin Xiaoxiao. Although his attack was weakened by 30%, it could still barely match Qin Xiaoxiao's attack with two immortal artifacts.
He wanted to continue to crush Qin Xiaoxiao, but when he thrust his spear forward, his face turned dark.
"Damn it, it's an illusion again?"
He detested these mentally powerful enemies, as they made him feel like an idiot.
The real Qin Xiaoxiao had already reached his back. With a hammer and an axe, she smashed directly onto his body.
Seemingly without any special effects, this strike directly targeted the origin of the Great Dao, instantly amplifying the rhymes of tearing and collapse.
Bakala let out a scream and retreated repeatedly.
He clutched his wound, his expression gloomy.
"No, these people are too cunning. If I continue to be played by them, I will surely die! I must retreat!"
He wanted to forcefully break through Luo Xiaowei's sword domain, and he succeeded.
But outside the sword domain, it was not blue sky, but a patch of beautiful blood-red butterflies.
Qin Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "Finally managed to injure him!"
Accompanied by horrified screams, dense blood-red butterflies swarmed into Bakala's wounds, splashing a large amount of blood...