1278: C1278 Meeting Xia Bingning Again(part I)

C1278 Meeting Xia Bingning Again(part I)

Article 1278 - Meeting Xia Bingning again (above)

The Nine Deathly Gods Art was too heaven defying!

It had surpassed all the cultivation techniques that Qin Sheng had previously mastered.

The Dragon Whale Fist of the Destiny Heavenly Tablet, the Kun Peng Fist, and the Python Purple Lightning Formula. With this comparison, the Nine Deathly Gods Art was the ultimate cultivation technique!

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was a desolate land, who wouldn't die?

It represented the ultimate profound meaning of death. Once the profound meaning of death was revealed, who could resist it?

Even gods and Immortalss couldn't resist it!

Such a heaven-defying Profound Meaning, the price needed to be extremely high.

If the elemental energy and Soul Points were squeezed dry, it would not be a problem at all.

This was because Qin Sheng had a large number of Heaven and Earth rings in his ring. In just a split second, he could replenish the elemental energy and Soul Points.

"I don't have a hundred years of lifespan!"

Qin Sheng's expression was extremely ugly. Not only did this extreme Nine Deathly Gods Art consume elemental energy and Soul Points, but it also used up one's lifespan?

Heavens, was this a cultivation technique or a life-blowing talisman?

Qin Sheng had only used it once, but it had already cost him a hundred years of his life!

With Qin Sheng's current Cultivation Level, he was only at the Sixth Calamity of the Heavenly Tribulation. Even though his physique was strong enough to match a peak Divine Palace expert, his lifespan was at most one to two thousand years.

A single punch had destroyed He Yong, who had just stepped into the Heavenly Passage realm. Qin Sheng had actually lost a hundred years of his life.

"Hiss!"

The corner of Qin Sheng's mouth twitched violently, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. His facial expression was extremely unsightly.

He wasn't even twenty years old yet, and now that he had lost a hundred years of his lifespan, no one would be able to look good on him.

"This Nine Deathly Gods Art is too terrifying, the price is too high!" Qin Sheng's heart was dripping with regret.

Killing an expert who was a Great Realm higher than him with a single punch was naturally very satisfying, but the price was too high. It was equivalent to killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of them!

"In the future, unless I have no other choice, I absolutely can't use this Nine Deathly Gods Art anymore. Otherwise, I will really die in no time!"

Qin Sheng thought to himself.

Not far away, His royal highness the prince, who was standing high and mighty on the Dao Bank, had a heroic expression on his face. However, when he saw Qin Sheng's ugly expression, he gradually froze.

"What do you mean?"

His royal highness the prince's status was extremely high, and he was going to become the king of the empire in the future. However, this Qin Sheng in front of him didn't kneel down and lick his hands in front of him. Instead, he showed a look of disdain on his face.

When Qin Sheng heard this, his facial expression immediately changed to Leng Jun's. He sneered and said: "When you let the dog bite me, why didn't you say that the empire was more important?"

"You want peace because you can't beat me?"

"How can there be such a good thing in this world!"

Qin Sheng's voice was very ear-piercing, especially the group of Follower on the Chariot.

Under the eyes of everyone present, Qin Sheng actually insulted them as dogs. This was a man that could be killed but not humiliated!2

"Hey, kid, what are you talking about?"

"If you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"

Among His royal highness the prince's group of Follower, a abode realm expert stood out. His sword-like brows stood up straight, and his long hair fluttered with terrifying fluctuations.

Boom!

This was a Old Man. He was very powerful, and the thunder between his brows was flickering with a destructive aura.

"His royal highness the prince, this kid has a ruthless heart. How could he accept Follower as his disciple?" Old Man wore a black battle robe, and he carried a silver battle sword on his back.

The battle sword was wrapped by a bloody shroud. Although they were far away, they could still smell the disgusting stench of blood.

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