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Chapter four hundred and eighteen blood-drinking knife

Chapter 418 Blood-drinking Knife

Now I already have three tower-shaped magic weapons in my hand, but this top-grade black tower is better than the small white bone tower obtained from Gu Yunshan. Please see the most comprehensively!

After careful consideration, Liu Changsheng refined this small black tower.

Jin Xie's soul was refined by him, and a group of demon wolves in the tower were immediately free, but they could not escape. These middle-level demon wolves were no longer useful to Liu Changsheng. They were relieved and killed, but it was a pity. After hesitating for a moment, Liu Changsheng decided to keep these demon wolves for the time being.

Half an hour later, Liu Changsheng put away the small tower that had been sacrificed and turned his eyes to the Blood-Drinking Sword.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Changsheng raised his sleeves and a golden light flew out. After hovering in the air for a week, he turned into an eight-foot-tall puppet standing beside Liu Changsheng. The puppet looked almost the same as Liu Changsheng, and his eyes were even more energetic.

After advancement, Liu Changsheng re-divided a wisp of soul to control the puppet. This soul power is much stronger than before, and the puppet's combat power is also rising, enough to fight against the Nascent Soul monk.

He carefully released a ray of divine thought and slowly sank into the scimitar. With a buzzing sound, the scimitar suddenly shone with blood, and an illusory figure suddenly condensed in the air. It was a middle-aged man with a high crown in purple robe and a cold expression with a look of nine points similar to Jin Xie. He glared at Liu Changsheng.

"What a thief, die for me!"

The middle-aged man's voice was like thunder, which made Liu Changsheng's eardrums and his mind buzz.

At the same time, the scimitar trembled and actually slashed at Liu Changsheng.

The light and shadow flashed, and the puppet took a step forward, blocking Liu Changsheng's body, punching at the illusory figure, stretching out a big hand, accurately grasping the hilt of the scimitar, and no matter how the scimitar jumped in his palm, he could not break free.

With a muffled "bang", the illusory figure was immediately defeated by the fist shadow and turned into a ball of blood mist. In the blink of an eye, the blood mist condensed into a blood-colored palm and flew towards Liu Changsheng, pointing to Liu Changsheng's eyebrows. A powerful space fluctuation emerged in the quiet room, as if to smash Liu Changsheng's soul.

However, Liu Changsheng suddenly raised his palm and slapped it on the bloody palm. Then, his mouth opened and a blue flame spewed out. As the light appeared, the temperature in the quiet room instantly became extremely hot, like a fire cave.

With a muffled sound, the bloody palm collapsed and turned into a blood flame. Then, the blood flame was wrapped in the middle by the blue light, and the sizzling burning sound instantly reduced by half.

"Thief, I remember what you look like. You are waiting to be destroyed by both souls!"

The screams of the middle-aged man came from the bloody flames.

The blue light emitted from Liu Changsheng's mouth suddenly became a little stronger. In a moment, the blood-colored light was gone and gone.

"The old monster, there is this trick!"

Liu Changsheng murmured, feeling depressed.

The old wolf practiced the secret technique of souls, but he was so domineering. Fortunately, his soul had long been solidified, and he could not do anything to him just a wisp of soul.

This is an independent small world. Could it be that this strand of soul can transmit its appearance and appearance back to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley through an interface? If this is the case, it would be too conceivable!

I felt a little unbelievable, but a little regretful. He did not lack magic weapons. Although this knife was of extraordinary material, it was not an indispensable item. If I had known this, I would have just thrown it away.

Turning his head and looking at it, the blood light of the scimitar held tightly by the puppet in his hand was completely subsided and he returned to his normal appearance.

"Old monster, I really think I'm so scared, but I don't believe this evil!"

Liu Changsheng was secretly ruthless in his heart, and suddenly another thought arose. After thinking for a moment, he took the scimitar from the puppet...

Far away in a grand palace on the Beiju Continent of the Human World, a man with a purple robe and a high crown suddenly became furious. On a large stone case not far away, a bright mirror reflected the figure of a man with a green robe. He looked young, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, which was exactly what Liu Changsheng looked like...

Six days later, the flying boat was galloping among the flowing clouds and fog. Liu Si sat cross-legged on the head of the boat, pinched a magic trick, his eyes closed and motionless, as if he was reciting, or as if he was sleeping soundly.

Beside him, Wangyue was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, the portal of the quiet room slowly opened, Liu Changsheng walked from the quiet room, looked up and looked southeast, with a hesitant look, and slowly let go of a wisp of spiritual consciousness.

Liu Si jumped up and said with a wry smile: "Why don't the master continue to practice?"

"Someone is approaching, haven't you heard the sound of the piano?"

Liu Changsheng said with a frown.

"No!"

Liu Si was stunned, reached out to scratch his scalp, and smiled awkwardly: "I was really tired just now, and I fell asleep!"

Listen with your ears, and there was no sound coming from all around you.

He let go of his spiritual sense and swept into the distance. Soon, his face suddenly showed a strange expression, his mouth wide open, and his eyes widened.

"Is anyone playing the piano?"

Nalan Chuchu walked out of another quiet room and let go of a wisp of spiritual consciousness. After a moment, her expression was also a little stunned.

A few dozen miles away, a three-story boat worth hundreds of feet was shuttled through the flowing clouds and fog. On the decks below the three-story boat, there were a team of armored guards holding long spears and standing straight. On the deck on the uppermost deck, there was a man playing the piano at the head of the boat. Behind him, more than ten monks were sitting or standing.

The piano sound is sometimes gentle, sometimes delicate, sometimes subtle, like crying and complaining, light and clear when overtones are heard, calm and thick when dispersed, and sometimes calm when pressing the sound, which makes people feel refreshed when listening to it!

The speed of the tower ship seemed to be a few minutes faster than the flying boat, and it came towards us.

This huge tower ship of hundreds of feet has never seen it. There are more than a hundred armored guards on the tower ship, many of which seem to be in the realm of the Golden Elixir. Judging from the powerful spiritual pressure revealed in the body of the piano player, it is a Nascent Soul monk. Among the more than ten monks behind the piano player, four of them have even the spiritual pressure revealed in the body of the piano player. The standing ones are all Jindan monks, and two figures are particularly familiar, as if they are Leng Yuer and Leng Jianqiu sisters.

There are as many as five powerful Nascent Souls. Where does this powerful force come from? Could it be that other cultivators have entered this small world?

Liu Changsheng, Nalan Chuchu, and Liu Si were secretly surprised, while Wang Yuezhang shook his tail a little uneasy.

"I guess it is fellow Taoist Liu Changsheng from Tianshi Mansion ahead, I'm lucky to know you!"

It seemed that he had noticed the spiritual consciousness of Liu Changsheng and others. A young man's voice came from afar and echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

Nalan Chuchu frowned. It was not uncommon for the other party to call out Liu Changsheng's name. Leng Yuer and Leng Jianqiu's sisters were so familiar with this flying boat that they could not be familiar with. The moon-watching boat could also prove Liu Changsheng's identity.

The opponent's enemies are unknown, but his strength is so strong that he instinctively becomes alert.

He glanced at Liu Si and was secretly unhappy. There was only a few dozen miles away between the two. Liu Si was driving the boat and could not find it.

Liu Si saw Nalan Chuchu's reproach, his face turned slightly red, he coughed twice, and turned his head awkwardly. There was no group of monsters in this area. There was no group of monsters appearing in the area. It was quiet around. The flying boat was driven by spirit stones and galloping in the sky. He was bored and fell asleep.

"Where do you know the name of the Taoist fellow surname, where does it come from?"

Liu Changsheng replied from a distance.

"I am at Xia Zuo Danqing, from Dongsheng Shenzhou. I met several fellow Taoists of Beiju along the way. I had a great time to get along with each other and so I came to seek opportunities. Today I am lucky to meet Taoist Liu in my three lives. I specially prepared a few jars of spiritual wine. Can Taoist Liu enjoy the glory and get drunk?"

The man's voice came again.

"This team of men actually comes from Dongsheng Shenzhou. Could it be that Leng Jianqiu and Leng Yuer's sisters were captured?"

Liu Changsheng thought.

The world of immortal cultivation has always been the prey of the weak. In the face of opportunities, the monks of the North Gu Continent have to fight for death, let alone the monks from another continent. They meet in this wilderness and don’t know each other, and it is normal for them to have the desire to seize wealth.

"Follow, run away!"

Leng Jianqiu's scream suddenly came from afar.

Liu Changsheng's expression changed. It seemed that Leng Jianqiu was indeed captured.

On the distant building boat, Leng Jianqiu's figure was suddenly slapped on the ground. I don't know if he was dead or fainted, so he didn't stand up again. Leng Yu'er did not escape or make any counterattack.

Liu Changsheng was not in a state of depression. Obviously, the two sisters were restricted and might have been banned in their bodies.

"what to do?"

Nalan Chuchu asked with a frown.

"Since this fat woman kindly reminded her, she certainly ran away!"

Liu Changsheng had a smile on his face, but a murderous intent rose in his heart. He raised his hand to strike a magic trick at the flying boat. The flying boat suddenly shone with its inspiration and flew backwards, and the speed suddenly became a little faster.

Although there are five Nascent Soul cultivators on this tower ship, judging from the spiritual pressure revealed in these five people, there is no great cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul. With his current supernatural powers, he is not afraid. However, he is not so arrogant that he is trapped in a siege with one battle five. Moreover, there are more than five Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side, but also a large number of Golden Pill cultivators. If he wants to rescue Leng Jianqiu, he must let the other side disperse and escape without pretending to behave, Leng Jianqiu is even more dangerous.

After advancement, Liu Changsheng strangely discovered that without using his magical powers and using his true energy, there was no spiritual pressure in his body, and he returned to the essence and his magic power was restrained. It can be said that even if he did not deliberately conceal the realm, other monks could not easily detect the level of his realm. Unless the other party's realm and soul power were far stronger than him, it was possible to peek through his realm from such a long distance.

Perhaps several immortal world martial arts were too mysterious and played a role, perhaps because the shadow beast's talented magical powers were strengthened after he advanced. No matter what the situation was, this is a good thing.

The five Nascent Soul Cultivators on the tower ship may not be able to see through his current realm. Leng Jianqiu could not find that he had advanced by dozens of miles away. Otherwise, Leng Jianqiu would not risk his life to remind him, and might even expect him to save him.
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