A total of eight people appeared in the back, each with calm breath and extraordinary strength.

"Why are you here?"

Miao Juntao and Wei Zilan showed surprise on their faces.

In the northern free practice world, except for their martial brothers and sisters, these eight people are almost the strongest force in the free practice world.

"Elder Li, I don't know how you feel about my proposal?"

An old man in a Taoist robe, however, had a ferocious look and looked at Li Changsheng with a smile.

The eight strongmen in the Vajra realm appear at the same time. They are obviously determined to get the spirit stone stored in the spirit mine.

"Have you gone too far? It's shameless for eight people to appear together?"

These people didn't show up early or late, but they were sure that the martial arts competition between their martial brothers and sisters and Li Changsheng had ended and reappeared again. Fenming had an abacus of competing with cranes and mussels.

"Leader Miao, why are you angry? We thought that when we appeared, your martial brothers and sisters should have taken the new elder Ke Qing in the north. It seems that you two were defeated, but it doesn't matter. You must have consumed the strength of elder Li by 7788."

"Wei gengqiu, the old fox, actually left him to guard. Sure enough, there are several brushes, but even Wei gengqiu, I'm afraid he didn't expect the eight of us to unite."

"Don't worry, the next eight of us will help you revenge, but lingkuang, you two don't want to divide, ha ha!"

The Taoist priest's face was gloomy.

It's like a group of big gray wolves looking at a little sheep.

"You are shameless."

Miao Juntao stood aside, obviously showing his attitude and didn't want to blend in.

If he hadn't been injured before, with his status in the northern monastic world, the eight people would have to rob the spirit mine of the Tiandao alliance. Naturally, they would have their share. But now he and his younger martial sister have been injured, so they naturally lose the qualification to divide the spirit stone.

Although Li Changsheng's strength is strong, he still has suspense about these eight people. After all, the eight King Kong realm is definitely a terrible force.

"It seems that you have decided to eat me in your heart."

Li Changsheng suddenly opened his mouth and smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as these eight people appeared, they looked like the overall situation was in control. They regarded him as a sheep to be slaughtered. They appeared at the right time and had a vicious mind. Compared with the aboveboard and bright door-to-door challenge of Miao Juntao and Wei Zilan, they seemed more sinister.

"Isn't it?"

The middle-aged Taoist laughed.

The eyes of several others also showed sarcasm.

"Of course not."

Li Changsheng smiled coldly.

"Since I am now in the north, the spirit mine is not coveted by anyone. You want to take the spirit stone from me. I think you have made a wrong calculation."

"It seems that you want money and don't want to die."

With a cold hum, the Taoist directly pulled out his long sword.

"In that case, we'll kill you first, and then scrape the spirit stones stored in your northern spirit mine."

Eight people took a step forward at the same time, and a terrible momentum was pressed down like a mountain and tsunami. Even Fu Guohao, Duan Yu and others turned crazy.

Once the eight strongmen in the King Kong realm collide, the consequences are unimaginable.

However, at this time, Li Changsheng suddenly snorted coldly.

"I don't know what to do!"

At the next moment, the middle-aged Taoist shook his sword hand, and his whole body shook for several times. Then his eyes shed blood and tears, and fell to the ground with a plop. He had lost his breath of life.

Li Changsheng's strength is terrible, and his spiritual power is like the ocean. Just now, with a slight hum, in fact, the terrible spiritual power has invaded into the spirit of the middle-aged Taoist with his sound wave, erasing his spirit.

This is the horror of Li Changsheng. The sound wave killing is invisible. Let alone the King Kong realm, even the strong in the xuanjing realm is vulnerable in front of him.

"You'd better take back your killing intention to me. Otherwise, I promise you'll end up like him in less than a second."

Li Changsheng said indifferently, without the slightest emotional color, as if what was in front of him was just a wild dog on the roadside.

At this time, Miao Juntao's eyes were full of horror.

In the secular world, there are also many ways to deal with the enemy with the help of sound waves, such as the lion roaring skill of Shaolin Temple and the heaven magic piano of the devil road.

But like Li Changsheng, just a slight hum can directly shock and kill a strong man in the realm of King Kong, which can be called a magic power.

Even Miao Juntao's master may not have this strength.

Li Changsheng glanced faintly at the remaining seven people. The seven people quickly took back their momentum and bowed their heads. No one wanted to be the second middle-aged Taoist.

Li Changsheng's Kung Fu just revealed was so terrible that he completely awed several people.

"A group of mole ants dare to make my idea. I don't know how to live or die. I'm too lazy to argue with you. Don't get out of here quickly!"

The word "roll" rolls like thunder and forms a strong wind, blowing the dead leaves under your feet everywhere.

Several people did not dare to say more. They quickly turned and fled to the distance.

But the old man dressed as one of the monks still hesitated. He always felt that the death of a middle-aged Taoist was too strange. If he was scared to leave, he was a little unconvinced.

However, Li Changsheng's strength was really terrible. He didn't dare to do the right thing with Li Changsheng, but bowed his hands and said, "elder Li, I..."

Before the voice fell, Li Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and blue lightning flew out of his eyes, directly spreading to the old monk.

"Click!"

The void generates electricity.

This is the last time Li Changsheng played against Tony, the master of mind. In fact, Tony's unique skill is just a manifestation of spiritual power. Li Changsheng pinched it with his hand.

The next moment, the old monk was frightened in his eyes, and his body became stiff and fell straight to the ground.

At this time, the six people who had left 300 meters subconsciously looked back and just saw the scene of the old monk falling to the ground and dying. They were scared to death one by one. The speed accelerated in an instant and disappeared in sight almost in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the eyes of Miao Juntao and Wei Zilan were already full of fear. The scene in front of them made them fully understand the gap between them and Li Changsheng.

At the beginning, although they were defeated by Li Changsheng, they thought that Li Changsheng was stronger than Wei gengqiu, but now they realized that when Li Changsheng shot at them, I'm afraid they were just playing with each other. Otherwise, where would they still live now.

Whether middle-aged Taoists or old monks, their strength is just a little worse than their martial brothers and sisters.

"What is the identity of Li Changsheng? I'm afraid his strength is no worse than that of the reclusive leader of Tiandao alliance."

They looked at each other and saw the rough waves from each other's eyes.