The Mightiest Little Peasant

Outside, the battle is in full swing.

Deep in the base, in a luxuriously decorated room, Wang Changsheng was sitting in front of the computer, his eyes blinking, staring at the screen.

"This net is really a good thing! The stuff inside is really broad and profound!"

"Miao! What a wonderful!"

He exclaimed from time to time.

He was completely hooked on the Internet, smoking a cigarette from time to time, spitting clouds and mists, the faint sorrow that made him feel very comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door.

"Old Ancestor, it's not good! The big thing is not good! The group of veteran Taoists in Maoshan are here to kill!"

The door was pushed open and a man rushed in and shouted loudly.

Wang Changsheng was stunned.

Then, he stood up and scolded: "I fought Nima, how could the old priests find here, are they dog ​​noses!"

The man said sorrowfully: "Ancestor, we don't know. They suddenly came and beat us by surprise. Now, it's really bad!"

"That group of veteran priests is quite powerful, and we can hardly hold on."

"What? It's been a long time? I'm fucking, are you idiots! Why didn't you call me earlier!" Wang Changsheng couldn't help but yell.

Then, the face twitched fiercely, revealing a daunting color.

"Huh! This group of old priests came just right. I packed them one by one."

During this time, he recuperated and regained a lot of strength, and he just took this group of old Taoists to let him know that Wang Changsheng was not so annoying.

Fortunately, he was a famous figure hundreds of years ago. Today, he is going to kill this group of bull noses!

When he came outside and glanced around, he was dizzying.

His descendants of the Wang family are losing ground, and from time to time someone falls down, screaming sternly, and piercing the sky.

what--!

He screamed in the sky, his eyes suddenly burst into blood.

"Your group of cow noses are old-fashioned, all go to death!" He burst into a scream, a mouth, and black smoke poured out, turning into a gruesome ghost, rushing to the Quartet.

Then he strode forward and raised his hand as a black light, blasting towards a Maoshan Taoist.

The light curtain flashed on the long body, but at the next moment, it broke apart. He groaned and vomited blood and flew directly. Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured.

Then, there were several black lights, and several directors should be seriously injured and spit blood and flew back.

This changed, and shocked the Quartet.

"The old thief is out!"

Several white-haired old Taoist princes swept the body and flew towards the Wang Changsheng.

They stood one by one in the air, forming a circle and surrounding them.

"Poor Dao Zhenyangzi!"

"Poor Dao Yan Yanzi!"

"Poor Dao Lingzi!"

"..."

The chiefs of the road whispered softly and reported the road number, their eyes were like swords, and their expressions were extremely cold.

"Humph! You old priests, all damn it!"

Wang Changsheng burst into a roar and raised his hand, black light poured out overwhelmingly.

Suddenly, a fierce battle broke out.

This battle was frightened straight.

Whether it is the Wang family or the Maoshan side, they all evaded and dared not get close, so as not to be affected.

Originally, the Wang family was already weak and constantly retreating, but with the emergence of Wang Changsheng, morale skyrocketed. Moreover, all the old Taoists had to deal with Wang Changsheng, and the convenience of Maoshan lost a lot of strength.

Tang Hao had to do his utmost to catch the old guys to kill, so as to relieve the pressure of other leaders.

The gas in the body was exhausted, and he swallowed a pill, which soon became available again.

In this scene, it was seen that the group of Wang family members vomited blood directly.

Nima, this little devil has enough metamorphosis, even if there is a panacea, then it is even more metamorphosis, how can this be beaten!

Tang Hao became more and more courageous in battle, and became a leader on the side of the Maoshan battlefield.

Upon seeing this, Wang Changsheng was also furious and wanted to rescue, but was stopped by a group of old Taoists.

The fighting between them became more and more fierce. From time to time, the old Taoist priests were blasted out and spit out a bit of blood, but once they gritted their teeth, they stood up again and rushed up.

That Wang Changsheng was terrible, but he couldn't stop so many people from joining forces, and he was gradually exhausted.

When the overall situation on this side was settled, Tang Hao withdrew and rushed to the Wang Old Thief.

With him joining, Wang Changsheng couldn't resist even more.

"It's you stupid boy again!"

Wang Changsheng became more angry.

Tang Hao sneered, and showed no mercy.

That Wang Changsheng kept vomiting blood, gradually revealing the sad color.

"You are very good, and forced me to this point, thinking of me Wang Changsheng, Megatron a few hundred years ago, but today, it has fallen into such a miserable situation."

"I'm not convinced--!"

He screamed in the sky, his expression was crazy.

"You all have to die! I want you to be buried!"

He snarled, his body swelled suddenly with blood in his eyes.

Seeing this, everyone's expression changed greatly.

"No! He wants to die together!"

An old Taoist whispered.

He didn't think about it, but showed a determined color, rushed forward, his hands clasped together, and a huge light curtain opened all over his body.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

That Wang Changsheng exploded, blood spattered.

The light curtain was directly shattered, and the old Taoist was hit, vomiting blood and falling, hitting the ground heavily.

"Uncle Shi!"

Seeing the eyes split, the chief leaders rushed over and hugged them up.

Tang Hao was stunned, but he didn't expect that in such a short time, the old Taoist had made a decision to sacrifice himself and protected all of them.

Looking at the empty front, Tang Hao was in a trance.

Then he woke up and walked towards it.

This Taoist, who was in the car before, mobilized them. If he remembers correctly, the Taoist number should be Zhen Yanzi.

The master of the road was not dead, but it was almost the same. His face was as pale as paper, and the lamp was dry.

After a little exploration, Tang Hao looked dim.

Even he is powerless!

However, it can extend a little life.He took out a pill and handed it over.

"no need!"

The old Taoist squinted and pushed away Tang Hao's hand, "Little brother, you don't know, I have lived for a long time, and there is no hope of breaking through the foundation, and Shou Yuan will be exhausted. If there is no accident, one year later, I will Going."

"Now, it's just some time in advance! Elixir is a precious thing, and it's not worth wasting on me."

As he said, his tone became weaker and weaker.

"Uncle Shi!"

A crowd of people surrounded him, shouting sadly.

Tang Hao was there, his eyes suddenly red.

"Oh! You are one by one, what are you doing! Anyway, you have to leave earlier, just before you come, don't you all say it, are you afraid of death!"

"You are not afraid, I am an old guy, there is nothing to be afraid of. The only thing I am worried about is that the devil is not dead. You have to know that the exercises he practiced are very strange and not so easy to die."

"If he is not dead, you must eradicate him and avenge me. Now, send me back!"

As he said, the tone of the old Taoist gradually lowered, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

At this time, the day finally broke.

A beam of sunlight ripped through the dark clouds and shone on the battlefield.

In the morning light, the old Taoist slowly closed his eyes and looked calm.