National Simulation: I Changed My Life Against The Sky

The wind is flying fast.

the next day:

Wang Quan led more than 10,000 masters to Shiwan Dashan.

A long distance away, the immortal cultivator frowned.

He felt a murderous aura.

He activated the cultivation method and looked into the distance:

In the sky, the murderous aura condensed into dark clouds invisible to the naked eye.

Dark clouds rolled, changing into ferocious beasts.

"Is this trying to kill me?"

The cultivator sneered.

A group of natives, a group of warriors who are only worthy of being materials.

Want to kill the immortal cultivator?

It's... ridiculous.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

The horn sounded.

The soldiers and masters who built the road quickly retreated.

soon:

Smoke billowed in the distance.

More than 10,000 strength masters appeared with a murderous look.

Led by Wang Quan, they walked towards the cultivator with a grim smile on their face.

The immortal cultivator proudly said:

"Who is the strongest among you?"

"Stand up and surrender to me."

"This seat takes..."

Wang Quan sneered.

Based on Sims experiences.

This cultivator is not a good thing.

Just in case.

In order to change fate against the sky, he must be killed.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party.

With a yell:

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Ten thousand innate masters throw short spears at the same time.

Their blood and internal strength are all fused into strength.

Although it is congenital.

but:

The combat power is even more terrifying than the original Grandmaster.

The short spear made of 10,000 fine steel, like a dark cloud, descended from the sky.

The cultivator was stunned.

I know you have murderous intentions.

However, according to the rules, you should declare your family name when you come up, and then do it after chatting.

With one finger, I suppress the strongest among you.

Then:

The remaining people knelt on the ground, weeping and begging for mercy.

I will take advantage of the situation and train you into Taoist soldiers.

But:

How did you throw so many weapons when you came up?

Are you trying to smash me to death?

this moment:

The cultivator was angry.

He decided to teach the natives a lesson.

"Then destroy one-third and leave two-thirds."

"Although a lot of materials will be wasted."

"But... the dignity of a cultivator cannot be desecrated."

He opened the oil-paper umbrella and stomped his feet.

call out!

call out!

call out!

White smoke rose into the sky from under his feet, turning into a whirlpool.

Tens of thousands of short spears that could pierce steel plates were instantly swallowed by the vortex.

Tens of thousands of innate masters, eyeballs shrink.

Although Wang Quan repeatedly mentioned that cultivators are powerful.

but:

I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

These ten thousand fine steel short spears can level a mountain by seven or eight meters.

But......

"kill!"

Wang Quan ordered.

One-third of the innate masters rushed towards the immortal cultivators.

The remaining innate masters threw ten short spears in just one second.

Then:

They also rushed up.

boom!

The steel spear finally tore through the vortex of white smoke.

The remaining steel spears fell.

The cultivator's face was ugly.

He didn't expect that the native warrior would blow up his magic weapon.

call out!

The oil-paper umbrella vacated.

Dang Dang Dang, blocking other steel spears.

but:

The oil-paper umbrella also burst.

Stab it!

Immortal cultivators have even uglier faces.

There is a strange and violent force on those steel spears.

These forces are actually more violent than blood.

He even tore his last magic weapon.

He is angry.

After more than two hundred years of hard work, Lao Tzu managed to acquire two magic tools.

Although it is the lowest level magic weapon.

However, that is also a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is the face of the immortal cultivator.

Now:

The face is gone.

How can I go back?

The cultivator was angry.

He pulled the umbrella handle, urged a little mana, and turned it into a long sword:

"Stupid natives."

"You... pissed me off!"

Stab it!

The long sword swung.

Pooh!

Pooh!

Blood sprayed.

In an instant, more than a dozen innate masters who rushed to the front were cut off in the middle.

Next second:

The violent mana blasted their remnants into meat sauce.

The cultivator sneered.

Such a brutal method can deter this group of natives.

These natives...should be scared!

However:

More innate masters, like locusts, pounced on them.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The violent and powerful martial arts are in full bloom.

Every blow is more ferocious and powerful than the previous grandmaster's full blow.

Immortal cultivators, mobilize mana to strangle them.

Pooh!

Pooh!

Pooh!

Mana urged, and the rolling head fell to the ground.

In just a few seconds, hundreds of innate masters were killed.

The immortal cultivator sneered:

"Now, they are afraid!"

However:

More innate masters shot.

Simultaneously:

The soldiers who built the road also picked up their weapons and surrounded the cultivators.

A master said:

"Wang Shenhua, let's make a move!"

"Innates are not rivals."

Wang Quan said calmly:

"Let the innate consume the mana of the cultivator first."

The master said: "When will it be consumed?"

Wang Quan said coldly:

"Everyone is dead, let's go again!"

Many masters are horrified.

these years:

They didn't see Wang Quan kill anyone.

All I know is that he is a very kind person.

But......

Why is his heart so cold?

This is tens of thousands of people!