National Simulation: I Changed My Life Against The Sky

People are dead!

Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses piled up like mountains.

The cultivator, standing on the top of the hill where the corpses piled up, was panting.

The remaining soldiers and innate masters, even if they were persecuted by Wang Quan, even if they were beaten to death by other masters.

They didn't dare to rush towards the immortal cultivator either.

because:

That immortal cultivator is too terrifying:

"Kill so many people without blinking an eye."

"Is he... not doing anything?"

First shine on people, wipe the soft sword.

She kept staring at the immortal cultivator.

Observe the cultivators.

Immortal cultivators are very powerful.

but:

The martial arts moves are very general.

He survived because of mana.

The strength of many innate masters hit him, but it had no effect.

instead:

He waved the umbrella handle casually, even if he was wearing heavy armor and practicing defensive martial arts, he couldn't stop it.

Can such a powerful immortal cultivator be killed?

The first photo is worrying.

She looked at Wang Quan.

Temporary big tent in the distance:

Wang Quan gave lectures to hundreds of innate masters.

These innate masters have fearful and desperate eyes.

They were gutted by the immortal cultivators.

"You're all going to die anyway!"

"Before you die, hurt that immortal cultivator for me, understand?"

Wang Quan tied them with black powder.

Each congenital master tied more than a hundred catties.

Put on the paper armor on the outside.

Wait a minute, light the fuse and rush up...

Everything is perfect.

originally:

Wang Quan wanted to throw black powder by throwing it.

but:

Seeing that the immortal cultivator had a way to swallow the long-range attack, he turned to this method.

After a minute:

A warrior with innate strength, charge again.

Their eyes were red and murderous.

because:

Thousands of martial arts masters around have already said:

"Rush forward and kill the cultivators, you have a chance."

"Don't rush, I will kill you now!"

Grandmaster, far stronger than innate.

The surviving innates bit the bullet and rushed forward.

Hundreds of innate masters with black gunpowder also rushed forward frantically.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Earth-shattering explosions sounded one after another.

The hill where the corpses piled up was blown apart.

The remaining innates are all dead.

but:

On the mountain of broken corpses, the body of the cultivator was crumbling.

Stab it!

Wang Quan twisted the hilt of his two-handed sword, black oil flowed and flames burned.

"kill......!"

hum! hum!

Chuzhaoren, playing the soft sword, buzzing.

"kill!"

There is an old master who runs the secret method, his thin body becomes strong, and his stooped body is straight and straight.

His beard and hair fluttered, and he said ferociously:

"kill......"

call out!

call out!

call out!

More than a thousand masters rushed towards the cultivators almost at the same time.

On the mountain of corpses:

The cultivator wants to cry.

Looking in all directions, the grandmaster warriors roared towards him.

His heart is hopeless.

Looking at the hideous and greedy masters one by one.

His heart is confused.

"I just want to kill the strongest in the barren land, and then raise the natives in captivity to refine Taoist soldiers."

"But, why did this group of natives arrange so many natives to kill me as if they had expected it?"

"I was bullied elsewhere."

"When you arrive in such a remote and small country, are you still being bullied?"

"why?"

"Is there any reason?"

Next second:

Thousands of masters roared over.

Immortal cultivator, draw the last trace of mana:

"kill......."

 …

boom!

boom!

boom!

Martial arts masters collide with immortal practitioners.

Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses littered the fields!

The strength of the master is stronger than innate.

They can resist an attack from a cultivator.

but:

If you are attacked twice in a row, you will definitely die.

Although the Grandmasters are stronger and more careful.

but:

Still suffering heavy losses.

after an hour.....

Thousands of masters, only seventy-three people left.

So far:

The cultivator just died.

He will not rest in peace.

Deadly aggrieved.

The high-ranking immortal cultivator was grinded to death by thousands of masters, tens of thousands of innate masters, and tens of thousands of soldiers.

He couldn't believe it until he died:

The natives of the Barrens are so brutal and terrifying.

Before dying, he asked Wang Quan and others:

"I just came to this tiny place, why do you have murderous intentions towards me?"

Wang Quan threw away the broken two-handed sword and said with a smile:

"Cultivators of immortality will live forever."

"We killed you, of course to take away the life-extending technique."

The cultivator cried.

If he had known that the natives wanted to prolong life, he would have given them the secret to prolong life.

But......

No if.

"There should be more communication between people..."

With tears in his eyes, the cultivator died of his last breath.