But it hadn't even harmed a single hair on the Land Alligator Turtle.
At that moment, Wang Sheng's feelings were complicated. To be honest, he had absolutely looked forward to the soul skill Mountain Falling Strike, but he had never expected his first use of it to come back empty-handed.
Was Mountain Falling Strike's power far weaker than Wang Sheng had imagined?
No, no, no!
It was that the old turtle in front of him had a damn ridiculously strong defense.
Still, he had taken a bit of a blow.
Wang Sheng's expression darkened. Since this move would not work, he would try another.
And this move targeted the old turtle's weakness.
Its belly.
Though a turtle's belly also had a layer of tough outer hide, compared with the shell on its back, it was still far inferior!
So the sixth soul ring on Wang Sheng lit up once more. "Sixth soul ring, Second Soul Skill, Earth Protrusion!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
One thick, sharp stone spear after another suddenly burst from the ground.
In an instant, they formed a forest of spears three to four hundred meters across.
Naturally, the Land Alligator Turtle was within that range, and its relatively weak belly was stabbed by more than a hundred thick, sharp stone spears.
Having already been smashed halfway into the ground by Wang Sheng's previous Mountain Falling Strike, it was directly lifted up to the surface by those stone spears.
But this lifting came at a terrible price.
At that moment, every one of those stone spears had stabbed straight into the Land Alligator Turtle's belly.
Blood poured out wildly as if it cost nothing.
In just a few breaths, the stone spears had already been dyed red.
Wang Sheng looked at the Land Alligator Turtle struggling in midair, its