Self-destructing magic weapons to injure the enemy has always been a forced method, but magic weapons never have eyes when they self-destruct.

Zuo Danqing and four Nascent Soul cultivators who fled towards the flying boat were all injured. One of them was even cut off one of their arms by magic weapons fragments, and they were in a mess.

Further away, Wen Ruyu and the man in feather were fighting fiercely. Although the magic weapon self-destructed was powerful, they could not stop, nor did they hurt both. The eighth-level lion demon was frightened by the earth-shaking loud noise and fled far away. He watched from both sides and was panicked and did not dare to siege the man in feather again.

Liu Changsheng raised his legs and chased Zhuo Xingchen. Suddenly, he saw that the stick in his hand was stained with a layer of green poison. The toxin seemed to be alive and was still spreading towards his palm. He was shocked. With the power urged, a ball of blue and white flames flew out, wrapping the stick.

Amid the crackling sound, the green poison was burned by the flames little by little, but a pungent smell came out.

At this moment, a dazzling white light wrapped Zhuo Xingchen's figure in the middle. Runes flashed in the white light, the void around him twisted, and a powerful space fluctuation fell from the sky.

"No, this guy wants to teleport away!"

Liu Changsheng raised his hand and smashed it with a stick. The shadow of the stick flashed a hundred feet, and he rushed straight to Zhuo Xingchen's head and smashed it.

As a result, he was one step slower after all. With a rumbling sound, a space vortex emerged out of thin air, but Zhuo Xingchen's figure disappeared in an instant, and the shadow of the stick broke into the air.

It seemed as if there was a connection between them, or perhaps there was a message between them, Feng Wuxie also sacrificed a teleportation talisman and ran away.

Each of the monks who entered this small world would have several life-saving teleportation talismans in their hands. Seeing this scene, Liu Changsheng could only be helpless. He looked at Wen Ruyu in the distance, hesitated for a moment, but did not pounce on him.

With the magical powers of the great monk Wen Ruyu, he wanted to escape but could not stop him. Once Wen Ruyu escaped, the man in feather-clothed clothes who was fighting against him might even attack him.

The spiritual sense swept across the messy ground in the ravines. With a wave of his hand, two corpses and several magic weapons flew out from the ground and flew towards him.

Long before the first magic weapon self-destruction, the two corpses of Ju Xuan had fallen to the ground, with armor covering the body. Although the magic weapon self-destruction has great power, it is far away from the place where the corpse fell. It was just buried underground but failed to destroy it. The corpse is still there, and the storage bracelet must be there too.

Looking around, some of the flying magic weapons were incomplete, some were eroded by poison, and turned into a turquoise color.

With a wave of the sleeve of the robe, several magic weapons fell to the ground, and only a pair of silver maces flew towards him. Chu Xuan's pair of silver maces were top-grade magic weapons. Although they were eroded by poisonous substances, they were cut out by the Bibo Sword, but they were still quite complete.

Just now, Chu Xuan's corpse and silver mace were packed, but there was a loud sound of breaking through the air in the distance. As many as ten flying swords were slashed over, crossbow arrows and spears were densely packed, and they shot in like rain. However, the monks and puppets on the flying boats all attacked them. Among them, two flying swords and a flying fork were particularly fast, which was the attack issued by the Nascent Soul monk.

"Uncle hasn't caused trouble for you yet, I'll send you to death first!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Changsheng's mouth, and his hand raised, the Chaos Wuji Stick flew out, the purple light flashed, rising in the wind, and circling and dancing toward the flying boat.

After sacrificing the long stick, Liu Changsheng drew a semicircle on his chest with his hands, pushed outward, and with a bang, the void twisted and shattered, and a whirlpool of a hundred feet wide space emerged out of thin air. Magic weapons, crossbow arrows, and spears suddenly accelerated into the whirlpool. Immediately afterwards, the whirlpool suddenly flipped and shattered. Magic weapons, crossbow arrows, and spears turned around and roared at the tower ship. The speed was so fast that it was a little faster than when it came.

"I have said that he is a fierce demon and cannot fight head-on. You just don't listen!"

On the flying boat of Tiangong Sect, Zuo Danqing complained to another Nascent Soul monk beside him, jumped out of the flying boat, drove a light to turn around and fled.

He did not use his magic weapon to attack Liu Changsheng. He was scared to death when he saw Chu Xuan being killed by Liu Changsheng with one stick, and he did not think that the monks on the flying boat could block Liu Changsheng.

Seeing Zuo Danqing escape, the Nascent Soul cultivator hesitated for a moment, but did not follow him. This person was in the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, sealed the realm and entered this small world. Chu Xuan was dead. He is now the strongest person in the Tiangong Sect. He can't bear to leave his disciples and escape?

He raised his hand and pointed at the silver shield in front of him. The silver shield hovered and turned into dozens of feet in size, blocking the flying boat.

On the other flying boat, two Nascent Soul monks from the Immortal Sword Palace also showed their magical powers to resist the whistling rain of arrows.

A series of instructions were issued, and the monks on the flying boat were suddenly rushing to use all kinds of magical powers. Some hurriedly called back the flying sword, some sacrificed treasures to resist, and some quickly drove the flying boat to escape.

The flying sword can be used to repel crossbow arrows, but the spear is a puppet shot out and is out of control.

The Chaos Wuji Stick turned into a hundred feet tall, bursting out dazzling lights, like a giant pillar descending from the sky, roaring towards the flying boat like Mount Tai pressing the top of the top.

The sky was filled with a flash of inspiration, and loud rumbling sounds came one after another.

Screams came one after another, and although 90% of the crossbow arrows and spears were intercepted, several Jindan monks were injured by crossbow arrows that "scan the net".

A series of deafening loud noises came, but the Chaos Wuji Stick was attacked by magic weapons sacrificed by many people and stopped them. They did not hit the flying boat, but hit the ground heavily. However, the magic weapons that attacked the Chaos Wuji Stick were shattered several times in succession.

The two flying boats were full of inspiration and drove side by side, running towards the distance like lightning.

With a buzzing sound, the Chaos Wuji Stick rose up again, holding the strong wind in the sky, rolling and smashing towards the flying boat of the Immortal Sword Palace that landed behind with a slightly slower escape speed.

After the long stick grows bigger, its speed is greatly reduced, but it is terrifying.

If the poison contained in Zhuo Xingchen's hand is heartbreaking, and the crushing force of this giant stick in the sky is heartbreaking, especially the group of golden elixir monks who saw this stick killing Lin Mo, Fang Sheng, and the Black Bull Demon that day, they were even more scared.

Behind the stick shadow, Liu Changsheng was chasing him quickly wrapped in a dazzling golden light.

When many people noticed Liu Changsheng's amazing speed, their faces looked like earth, and they even cursed themselves in their hearts that the Nascent Soul Elders led by the two sects, especially Fang Muhan and Chu Xuan, the two initiators.

This small world is full of opportunities, and I have to try my best to find Liu Changsheng to take revenge. Now, I have even lost my life.

They originally thought they could find strong help to put Liu Changsheng to death, but unexpectedly, they ran into the four people of Xiaoyao Sect. Seeing that there were few people on the other side, several Nascent Soul cultivators took the initiative to provoke and mistakenly surrounded him, but ended up hitting him with a tough siege. The ruthlessness of these four demons was no less than that of Liu Changsheng.

As if someone issued an order, a group of Jindan monks on the two flying boats suddenly rose into the air, left the flying boat, and fled in all directions. Many monks even took out the teleportation talismans as soon as possible and inspired them.

The puppets on the flying boat of Tiangong Sect pulled the bowstring again, and hundreds of crossbow arrows shot towards Liu Changsheng in one go.

A dazzling white light flew out from the flying boat of the Immortal Sword Palace, followed the crossbow arrow and attacked directly towards Liu Changsheng. The speed was so fast that it instantly surpassed all crossbow arrows.

Among the white light is a seven-foot long sword. The dazzling white light burst out from the long sword illuminates half of the sky. The sword energy is astonishing as the murderous intent soars into the sky. It is Qiushui Sword.

Fang Muhan's figure walked out of a quiet room and did not go far away. Instead, he stood on the head of the boat and glared at Liu Changsheng. Behind him, two other Nascent Soul cultivators attacked the roaring Chaos Wuji Stick with two flying swords and a seal.

All the disciples could escape, or even break the boundary and leave. As the leader and initiator of this trip, Fang Muhan could not take the lead in escaping, but could only cut off the rear.

If he didn't leave, the two Nascent Soul monks naturally could only accompany them.

However, the Nascent Soul Cultivator of Tiangong Sect quickly put away his flying boat and fled.

Seeing the Qiushui Sword roaring, Liu Changsheng still flew forward, and a black spear flashed in his hand, and a black spear appeared. When the Qiushui Sword reached several feet in front of him, he calmly raised his hand and slapped it on the sword body of the sword.

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