"Kim Kyu was killed by you!"

The man in the golden robe asked coldly, his voice as harsh as the sound of gold and iron.

"Good boy, you ruined this good thing for me that day!"

The powerful Qiujiao saw the Chaos Wuji Stick in Liu Changsheng's hand at a glance, and a burst of anger suddenly arose in his heart. As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to grab the void. The five-colored light and shadow flashed, and a magic wand surrounded by five-colored Buddha light appeared in his palm.

When Liu Changsheng heard the name of "Jin Kui", he immediately understood that the man in the golden robe might also be a high-level golden-backed wolf.

If this high-level demon wolf is here, no matter what realm it is, Liu Changsheng would not be afraid. Ao Feiyan once said that this small world suppresses the high-level monks and high-level demons entering the outside world. Even if this wolf is a ninth-level wolf king, its strength will be greatly reduced under the pressure of the interface. However, suddenly three more powerful people are also a big trouble.

But he refused to admit defeat, grinned and said, "It's your uncle!"

Seeing that the green-haired corpse had lost the big axe in his hand, he was confused and had no chance to miss it. He stepped forward and swung his long stick around and hit the head of the green-haired corpse with one stick.

With a muffled sound, the huge head of the green-haired corpse split into pieces, and its thick body flew towards the ground.

Amid the sound of the Ding Ding Dangdang, the silver halberd and flying sword were hit by the shadow of the stick and flew everywhere.

On the other side, the big axe in the hand of another green-haired corpse refiner was actually grabbed by the Hunyuan Jing copper puppet and snatched it. Immediately afterwards, the Hunyuan Jing copper puppet punched the Green-haired corpse's chest, knocked it away several feet away, stepped forward, swung the axe and cut off the head of the Green-haired corpse.

Under the control of divine thoughts, although the Hunyuan Jing copper puppet cannot exert the maximum power of this puppet, it is enough to fight with the peak monks at the late stage of the Golden Pill. It is still extremely easy to kill this green-haired corpse refining that is not flexible in body.

Seeing this scene, Wen Ruyu's heart was filled with anger. With a bang, a ball of white cold flame rushed out of his body, twisting and changing into a magic figure dozens of feet high. With two big hands, a pair of biting snow-white palm shadows as big as acres flew out, slapped at Liu Changsheng and Hunyuan Jing Gong puppets like a strong wind.

At the same time, a vast spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the space within a radius of thousands of feet seemed to be imprisoned, and a bone-permeable aura instantly enveloped the void. With the crackling sound, the void seemed to be about to be frozen.

In anger, she was so embarrassed that Wen Ruyu broke the seal in her body and used the magical powers that the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator should have.

This vast spiritual pressure is a little stronger than the imprisoned spiritual pressure that rushed out of Tu Zhan's body that day.

The speed of the true qi flowing in Liu Changsheng's body slowed down instantly.

A pair of giant palms roared and smashed down, with a terrifying momentum, but this powerful imprisonment power failed to imprison Liu Changsheng's figure. Liu Changsheng shouted angrily and slapped his stick. The wind roared and the stick shadow soared into the sky.

The Hunyuan Jing copper puppet also snatched the big axe in his hand and slashed at the shadow of his palm with one axe.

At this moment, the man in golden robe stepped forward under the powerful imprisonment pressure. The distance of dozens of feet seemed to be no longer there. He saw a flash of light and shadow, and his figure appeared in front of Liu Changsheng and punched Liu Changsheng's chest.

This person's body movement was so fast that Liu Changsheng was secretly shocked, but he was not afraid. He raised his left hand and punched him.

With a dull "bang", a ball of golden light exploded in the air. Liu Changsheng's figure flew back like a meteor. His body was boiling with blood and his fists were numb. He was actually knocked out twenty feet away.

In the void, the shadows of sticks, axes, and palms collided, shattered, turning into violent spiritual power.

The man in the golden robe was also shocked by Liu Changsheng's punch and wanted to pounce on him and launch another attack, but was blocked by the violent spiritual power. He hesitated for a moment, reached out and grabbed the void, and a blood-light flashed in his palm, and a blood-colored scimitar appeared. His figure shook and he rushed towards Liu Changsheng again.

The strong Qiujiao didn't expect that the man in the golden robe would hit him as soon as he said that he would hit him. He was stunned for a moment, and he also jumped towards Liu Changsheng. The man in the golden robe blocked him and could not wave the magic wand to attack. Suddenly, he saw the Hunyuan Jing copper puppet on one side, shouted angrily, and smashed the staff.

The black dragon smiled and screamed: "Ao Hong, let's see who will save you this time!"

The figure soared into the air, sacrificing a pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers, and pounced on Ao Hong.

At this moment, an unrivalled terrifying spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the black dragon's figure was imprisoned out of thin air.

Not only the black dragon, but all the cultivators around them were tightened and their bodies were directly imprisoned. The attacks were also shattered, and magic weapons fell to the ground one by one.

The true body of Dharma Image behind Wen Ruyu collapsed instantly, as if she had suffered some backlash. She felt sweet in her throat and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

A thunder sounded from the distant sky head, and then, a series of translucent law chains with flashing runes appeared on the sky head. Several of the law chains went straight to Wen Ruyu Feishang, as if they wanted to bind them.

Wen Ruyu's face changed suddenly, she screamed, struggled desperately to raise her hands, her fingers flew, and went to several large points to seal the magic power realm again.

The bone-thrusting coldness that filled the void disappeared instantly, and the powerful spiritual pressure that had just rushed out of Wen Ru** disappeared without a trace.

Perhaps it was Wen Ruyu who saw the opportunity and sealed the magic power realm in time and restrained the flow of true energy in his body. Perhaps it was because he did not use any powerful magical powers at this time. After the chain of laws in the void trembled a few times, it dissipated and disappeared. The thunder sound from the sky also became silent and did not sound again.

The terrifying spiritual pressure that suffocated everyone was also slowly dissipating.

Almost all the monks were stunned, but then they felt when the imprisoned spiritual pressure they were subjected to disappeared.

Liu Changsheng suddenly shook his figure and flew back like lightning. He distanced himself from the man in the golden robe and the powerful dragon dragon. The Hunyuan Jing copper puppet followed him like a shadow.

Facing a high-level monster, he can still fight, but faces two strong men joining forces, but has to retreat.

The man in the golden robe and the powerful Qiujiao hesitated, as if he was shocked by the power of the interface confinement just now.

The man in the golden robe raised his hand and shot out a series of magic tricks at several big **s inside his body. Then, he rushed towards Liu Changsheng like an arrow.

The powerful dragon took a deep breath, looked up at the sky and watched for a moment. Seeing that the chain of law did not appear again, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his footsteps and rushed towards Liu Changsheng, shouting sternly: "Boy, knelt down and kowtow to me to apologize. I can make you die happily!"

"A pseudo-dragon has the courage to be king in front of me!"

Liu Changsheng said sarcastically, as soon as he finished speaking, a long stick in his hand waved, and a purple-gold light burst into front of his eyes. Thousands of stick shadows smashed at the man in the golden robe and the powerful dragon. The large space before the two instantly shattered.

The appearance of the interface pressure and the chain of laws seemed to give Liu Changsheng a reassurance. His magical power was suppressed, and these three high-level monsters were greatly reduced. Even if they could not defeat them, they could escape easily.

Hearing the word "pseudo-dragon", the face of the Dali Qiu Jiao instantly flushed like a pig's liver, his heart surged with anger, and his murderous intention arose. He waved his magic wand and hit the whistling stick shadow.

No matter how profound his magic power is, he cannot change his background. This "pseudo-dragon" has always been a hatred in his heart.

Wen Ruyu hesitated for a moment and did not pounce on Liu Changsheng. Instead, she moved her heart at will, summoning the silver halberd, flying sword, small tripod, and banners one by one. She looked up at the sky with lingering fear, looking at the face of shock and fear.

He did not expect that the interface of this small world was so sensitive and violent to the Nascent Soul cultivator. In this way, facing Liu Changsheng, Gongsun Mubai, Wang Ran and other genius elites who were far superior to the same level, he actually did not take much advantage. Once other Jindan monks wake up and attack together, they might even lose their lives.

As for these three high-level monsters, he just helped them enter this small world, but he was unable to command these three people.

With the strength that Liu Changsheng has shown now, the man in the golden robe and the powerful Qiujiao may not be able to kill him.

A scream came, a cultivator who invaded his brain was chopped by Ao Hong for two pieces, and the other was killed by Ao Hong just now. Driven by Wen Ruyu, the two of them were fearless and fearless, but they only stopped Ao Hong for a moment. Although the boy who was transformed into the black dragon swung the double hammer and fought with Ao Hong, he looked a little timid. He didn't know whether he was worried about the pressure and repelling of the interface, or whether he was not used to the seal of the magic power in his body and could not use his true magical power.

Ao Hong became more and more braver in the battle, and the Black Dragon retreated step by step.

In the other direction, Wang Ran, who was originally trapped in the formation by Feng Wuxie, confined Feng Wuxie because of the interface pressure, defeated the surging flames in the formation, and finally escaped. He joined forces with four disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, including Luo Wei, to fight against Feng Wuxie and several golden-horned red flame tigers, and also gained the upper hand.

There are only two of the three Xiaoyao Sect’s Jindan disciples who fought fiercely with Gongsun Mubai, Leng Yuer and Chen Jiong. At this moment, there are only two left. One of them was beheaded by Gongsun Mubai, while the other two are being besieged and in danger.

A sharp shadow of axe roared from the sky towards Wen Ruyu, but a barbarian giant rushed from a distance like a meteor.

Although this barbarian giant is not as smart as the human race, he clearly saw that the two corpse puppets sacrificed by Wen Ruyu were the giants. He was already furious. Unfortunately, it was a little far away from Wen Ruyu and he only came here at this time.

Another Eagle Barbarian monk sacrificed three snow-colored flywheels, and also attacked Wen Ruyu, with both wings behind him and approached from the other direction.

Behind the two, a barbarian giant and two barbarian women surrounded them.

This chapter is finished. To be continued.
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