If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

"Lord of Changshan, are you still asleep?" Chen Changshou sneered.

Changshan Shenfeng had already died in his hands, and he and Changshan were in a life-and-death relationship. Why did he surrender?

"You're looking for death. Take my sword and slash it horizontally!"

Lord of Changshan roared, and the big Guandao in his hand expanded a hundred times in mid-air, and chopped directly towards Chen Changsheng...

"Fuck, what kind of perverted magic weapon is this..."

After this sword, because the coverage was too wide, Chen Changsheng embarrassedly found that he had nowhere to hide and could only use his strength?

"Block it for me!"

Chen Changsheng took out the small shield from Qingmu Zhenjun and poured all his magic power into it. The small shield instantly grew larger and pressed against Chen Changsheng's head. Then, the large sword that was hundreds of meters long directly chopped on the small shield...

"Bang..."

A dull thud...

It must be said that this small shield is worthy of being the personal treasure of Yuanying Zhenjun. It is at least a high-level magic weapon. It resisted this big Guandao and was not damaged at all. However, the huge impact force was blocked by Chen Changsheng below...

Fortunately!

Chen Changsheng is a Jindan cultivator who practices both physical and magical skills. His strong body can withstand this huge impact force.

Otherwise, if another cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core came over, at least his internal organs would be injured by this move, and he would have to vomit blood...

"My Lord forgot that you practice both physical and magical skills!"

"However, practicing both physical and magical skills is useless. The gap between you and me is too big. I wonder how many of my swords you can take!"

The Lord of Changshan sneered and was about to swing the big Guandao again.

On the other side, Chen Changsheng sneered: "It's just right for you to taste my new magic weapon, the Shura Banner, go!"

Chen Changsheng waved his hand casually, and the Shura Banner flew out like a sharp sword, and the dark murderous aura flew out along the way, almost covering the entire battlefield. Thirty-six Shura ghost generals and Shura Kings filled it, making crazy roars!

"Ashura Banner? This... You can actually use the Shura Banner?"

"No, this is impossible!"

Sun Ji looked at this situation as if he had seen a ghost. He retreated at a high speed while screaming...

How could Chen Changsheng possibly drive the Shura Banner?

And, judging from the situation, the Shura Banner did not show any sign of backlash, which means that this treasure has recognized its master!

But that's not right...

The Shura Banner is the master's treasure. The master is not dead yet. There is a fragment of the master's soul hidden in the Shura Banner. It's just that because the distance is too far, it cannot contact the main body and falls into a deep sleep.

Even if he wanted to drive the Shura Banner, he could only rely on his blood essence and the Shura Demon Sect's skills that he was proficient in, barely get the Shura Banner's recognition, and then use part of the Shura Banner's power. At most, he could summon a few Shura ghosts, and he would never dare to summon the Shura King, otherwise the ferocious Shura King would probably kill him first...

"Could it be that the master is dead... The soul in the Shura Banner disappeared, so it was recognized by this guy?"

Sun Ji was already a little unconfident...

He couldn't believe that Chen Changsheng, a mere Jindan mid-stage cultivator, could force the Shura Banner to recognize him as the master. You have to know that he is a Jindan late-stage cultivator, and he dared not even try such a thing... …

"Nothing is impossible in this world. Don't even think about escaping. Die!"

Chen Changsheng pointed casually, and more than ten Shura ghosts rushed towards Sun Ji. The Fire Phoenix beside him also cried and spit out a big fireball...

"Fuck, I risked my life to steal the Shura Banner, but I ended up using it as a wedding dress. I'm really unwilling..."

"But he controls the Shura Banner... Relying on the power of the Shura Banner, who can suppress him without the strength of the Nascent Soul level?"

"Forget it... Let's run first and contact Huo Wuqing and the others first!"

Sun Ji saw that the situation was not good, and without saying much, he directly used the forbidden technique to speed up and leave. Even the Fire Phoenix could not catch up for a while.

As for the Shura ghost generals, even though they are very powerful, they cannot leave the Shura Banner too far away...

"Daoyou Sun..."

The Snow Mountain Patriarch also wanted to escape when he saw the situation was not good, but it was too late...

Firstly, he was not good at speed, and secondly, Da Huang was a very smart spirit beast. He was attacking the Snow Mountain Patriarch fiercely at this moment, not giving him a chance to escape at all.

When the black fog spread and pulled the Snow Mountain Patriarch into the battlefield, it meant that the Snow Mountain Patriarch's fate was doomed!

"Damn, what the hell is this thing? Die, die, die!"

The Lord of Changshan wielded the big Guandao, which was really unmatched. Even ordinary Shura soldiers would be instantly wiped out even if they only touched a corner of the big Guandao. Even the Shura ghost generals had to evacuate and rest immediately after being hit by a knife in the front, otherwise they might be killed on the spot!

"This big Guandao is really powerful, at least it is a high-level magic weapon level..."

Chen Changsheng looked at the big Guandao in the hands of the Lord of Changshan with some greed.

I have to say, he really likes this big Guandao!

Especially with his physical training strength, this sword will definitely not be blocked by the cultivators of the same level unless they have advanced defensive magic weapons!

"Ming..."

Huo Feng looked at the battlefield filled with evil spirits and stayed outside with a little hesitation, while Da Huang didn't care and rushed directly into the battlefield of evil spirits.

"Woof!"

"Da Huang, haha, you don't need to do anything, they are both dead!" Chen Changsheng laughed.

At this time, the Snow Mountain Patriarch was besieged by more than a dozen Shura Ghost Generals. He was obviously in a state of being unable to resist. One of his arms had been torn by the Shura Ghost General. Even if he fought desperately, he could not change the outcome.

As for the Lord of Changshan...

He was even more miserable!

He was being eaten by the Shura King...

The Shura King was the main soul of the Shura Banner. It was made from the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator hunted by the Shura Demon Cult at the beginning of refining the Shura Banner. With the help of the evil spirit of the Shura Banner, it condensed into a physical entity, which itself can be regarded as a Nascent Soul-level combat power!

Although his injuries have not healed yet and his strength has been greatly reduced, with the help of many Shura ghost generals around him, he can still deal with a late Jindan cultivator...

"Chen Changsheng, Chen Changsheng... You will not die well, you will not die well!"

The Snow Mountain Patriarch roared madly, and then... he was completely silent...

"Chen Changsheng, you can't kill me, you can't!" The Lord of Changshan said madly.

"Go with peace of mind!" Chen Changsheng said indifferently.

Can't kill you?

What a joke, I killed your son, why do I keep you?

As a family, we should be in good order!

Oh, yes, there are also the second prince and the third princess...

The second prince is not a good guy either, so just kill him, but this third princess...

It's not that Chen Changsheng is a saint, but I have to say that this third princess is actually quite nice to him...

Forget it, then I won't kill her... Use the secret method of spiritual consciousness to erase her memory of me and leave her a way out...

With Chen Changsheng's powerful spiritual consciousness that is comparable to the Nascent Soul level, it is not difficult to tamper with the memory of a foundation-building cultivator.