The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 316 When the Emperor is enraged, millions will die!

Xuanyuan Sheng also took a closer look at Song Mang's cartoon toy sword and noticed that the handle of the toy sword had a gun trigger installed.

The cartoon toy sword is bright yellow all over, with an orange handle. It is only half the length of a normal spirit sword, and four characters are engraved on the blade.

Imperial sword!

Calling this a toy sword might not be entirely accurate; it should be described as a cartoon pistol shaped like a longsword.

Xuan Yuansheng's lips twitched involuntarily, and he whispered to Song Mang, "Miss Song, although your sword is also made of paper, can't paper only exert its corresponding power when it is made into the shape of a weapon?"

If it's shaped like a cartoon toy, then after it's burned, it will only function as a toy!

Holding up the "Imperial Sword," Song Mang said casually, "When playing with them, toy swords are enough. Is there any need to use firearms?"
There are over twenty Nascent Soul cultivators here. If I kill them all, wouldn't I become a great demon?

Xuanyuan Sheng: "..."

Xuanyuan Sheng glanced at Song Mang's cultivation level and wanted to say, "Shouldn't we be more low-key?"

There are more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators here, not more than twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators! Even if he were surrounded and attacked by more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators, he might not be able to leave unscathed!

Xuanyuan Sheng couldn't help but say, "I think this sword isn't as cool as the spear you were using earlier. Why don't you use that spear against them?"
Not all of those people are sword cultivators, and you're not a professional sword cultivator either. There's no need to spar with them.

Song Mang said, "When I was bored, I took apart the two paper offerings and put them back together. I haven't tested their power yet, so this is a good time to try them out."

At this moment, all the Nascent Soul cultivators attacked in their direction.

Xuanyuan Sheng sensed it immediately and stood in front of Song Mang, about to use the Xuanyuan Divine Sword to attack.

but.

Song Mang shoved him aside, "Get out of the way, don't block my way. I'll show you what real swordsmanship is!"

Song Mang pushed him away and pointed at the Nascent Soul cultivators with the "Imperial Sword," saying, "Although I have only been cultivating for a short time, I have always been a person of ancient style. I can usually joke with you very casually, but if you touch my sore spot, I will let you know what true darkness is."

Xuanyuan Sheng: ? ? ? !
other people:? ? ?

Was this woman scared out of her wits?

When Song Mang pulled out such a cartoon toy sword, everyone was stunned for a moment, and their attacking actions stopped.

Some people dismissively said, "What kind of ancient style person are you? Believe me, I'll beat you until you start having craziness later?"

Song Mang: "I am the supreme ruler."

other side:? ? ?
other people:? ? ?

Song Mang suddenly pulled out a bright yellow cloak from his storage space and draped it over his shoulders.

"I'll give you one more chance. The guy who attacked me, come out on your own, and I'll spare the others."

Otherwise, I'll show you what it means for the emperor's wrath to cause the deaths of millions.

Upon seeing her cloak, everyone's eyes twitched violently.

The cape had a huge dragon emoji printed on it, along with four characters.

I am the Emperor!

No wonder this woman was playing with the mentally unstable Xuanyuan Sheng; they were actually discussing their medical conditions!

"You're the emperor? And I'm the Jade Emperor? What kind of lunatic are you? Killing you would be a waste of my time!"

Someone sneered and launched a fatal attack on Song Mang with their natal spiritual weapon.

Seeing Song Mang like this, the others relaxed their guard and looked at her with some sympathy.

To possess so many powerful paper weapons at such a young age, it turns out he must have something wrong with his head!

The others also joined in attacking Song Mang. They all felt that this crazy woman was easier to deal with, and wanted to eliminate her before seriously dealing with Xuan Yuan Sheng.

Under the crimson moonlight, the oppressive aura emanating from so many Nascent Soul cultivators caused the air to stagnate and space itself to distort.

The other cultivators on the ground were still absorbing the power of the Blood Moon, but they were all unable to withstand the terrifying pressure and collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.

Five or six Nascent Soul cultivators rushed over first, their immense energy gathering around them, creating an imposing aura.

Song Mang's cultivation level was not as high as theirs, so the pressure would have had a serious impact on her, but fortunately, Xuan Yuansheng, a Nascent Soul cultivator, was by her side.

Xuanyuan Sheng was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had genuinely advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in hand, he could easily help dispel the Nascent Soul pressure from these cultivators.

Unaffected by the pressure, Song Mang slashed at the Nascent Soul cultivators who were charging towards her with her sword.

Among these Nascent Soul cultivators, there was one cultivator with dual spiritual roots of lightning and water who directly used water spiritual power to condense a huge leopard that attacked Song Mang.

Lightning flashed across the leopard's surface.

The spirit leopard charged ahead and soon crashed into the spirit sword shadow unleashed by Song Mang.

The sword shadow vanished instantly.

"Is that all the power your sword has?"

The cultivator scoffed, "If you used a paper gun, you might have a fighting chance against us. But you put that thing away. What can a Foundation Establishment cultivator like you use to fight us?"

Another cultivator nearby said, "She's probably afraid we'll steal the paper gun. After all, Nascent Soul cultivators can teleport, and their speed is something she can't match."

"But what if she hides the paper gun? We'll still get it after we kill her!"

The words fell.

The spiritual energy leopard condensed by the cultivator remained unharmed and continued to charge towards Song Mang.

The leopard, crackling with lightning speed, was accelerating and was about to crash into Song Mang.

But next second.

Song Mang stepped on the white bone staff, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

By the time the others reacted, more than a dozen figures of Song Mang appeared in the middle of the encirclement.

Song Mang used the Puppet Master's clone ghost card!
boom--!
The spirit leopard crashed into one of the Song Mangs, and that figure turned into a wisp of ghostly energy and dissipated. However, a new Song Mang appeared in another direction.

"She used a high-level Joker!"

Soon someone noticed.

Although their cultivation level had increased to the Nascent Soul stage in a short period of time, their spiritual sense had not improved accordingly, so they had no way of distinguishing which one was the real Song Mang.

boom--!
Suddenly, more than a dozen of Song Mang's clones raised their toy swords at the same time and pulled the triggers.

She smiled slightly, "We can set off fireworks again."

Everyone saw the tip of the toy sword open like a flower bud, and a grenade flew out, hitting a cultivator in the face unexpectedly!

Bang bang bang!
The toy sword kept firing, and more than a dozen grenades were thrown at them as if they were free.

Song Mang's clones are fake, but the toy guns in their hands are real!

They can all fire grenades!

boom--!
More than a dozen grenades exploded simultaneously in the air, and the flames spread into a large sea of ​​fire.

(End of this chapter)