The heart shattered, and the man in feathered suddenly lost his vitality. The true energy in his body was out of control. His wings swung weakly, but failed to fly away. Instead, he flew towards the ground.

He opened his mouth, and a ray of light flew out, flew towards the distance like teleportation, but it was a small golden peng about a foot long.

The Purple Gold Nine-Ring Sword suddenly flew out from his palm, bursting out a dazzling light, and slashed towards Liu Changsheng.

A storage bracelet, a snake-shaped sword, and a jade plaque flew out from the body, heading towards the direction where the little golden penis escaped.

If you want to control the demon pill and explode, your soul will leave your body, your vitality will be disconnected, and your true energy will be out of control, but you can no longer do it.

The Hunyuan Jing copper puppet took a step forward and blocked Liu Changsheng's body, raised his hand and punched the Purple Gold Nine-Ring Sword.

"seal up!"

Liu Changsheng shouted softly, jumped towards the soul of the Golden Pluto, raised his right hand and grabbed it with one hand. A vast spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the void suddenly suffocated. The figure that rushed forward of the soul of the Golden Pluto slowed down instantly.

The speed of several magic weapons to escape was also a little slower.

The magical power that imprisons the void is used in monks whose magic power is lower than that of Liu Changsheng. It is unsatisfactory. The soul of the Golden Pluto cannot even use the magical powers of the Nascent Soul monk, so how can it resist?

A powerful suction force came, and the soul of the Golden Pluto flew backwards and flew out towards Liu Changsheng's palm.

Just as Liu Changsheng's palm touched the soul of the golden roll, the little golden roll suddenly slapped his wings and exploded with a bang, turning into golden light threads. Then, the golden lights actually penetrated into Liu Changsheng's seven orifices.

"If you want to take over the body, you have to look at the object!"

Liu Changsheng sneered in his heart, and with a urge of magic power, a ball of white and blue flame rushed out of his body, instantly wrapping the flying golden light threads in the middle. Amid the sizzling burning sound, at least half of the golden light threads were burned into ashes.

This monster is a ninth-level demon bird. Its soul power is powerful, so Liu Changsheng will naturally not let it all invade the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, golden light silk gathered in the middle and turned into a mini carving soul. With its wings spread, it pounced on Liu Changsheng's soul clone. It raised its claws and grabbed it hard. However, the soul clone grinned and raised its hand to point it over. A five-color light and shadow flew out from its fingertips and hit the claws. With a muffled bang, the mini carving split in an instant and turned into a light silk again.

The soul clone opened and sucked, and golden light threads suddenly flew into his mouth involuntarily.

A shrill sound of eagle sounded in Liu Changsheng's mind, but it stopped abruptly. Most of the eagle souls were burned by the Lihuo of Nanming, and the remaining remaining souls were only devoured and refined.

Without the master's control, the purple gold nine-ring sword, storage bracelet, small sword, and jade plaque fell to the ground one after another.

Liu Changsheng grabbed it casually, and a few things flew over.

The body of the man in feather also fell to the ground. Without the support of his soul, he could no longer maintain his human posture. His body twisted and changed into a golden-winged roc, and it hit the ground with a rumbling sound, and the dust flew.

Seeing this scene from afar, Wen Ruyu suddenly stopped, her face was gloomy and gloomy, and then she suddenly turned around and left.

He originally wanted to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. When Liu Changsheng and the man in the feather-clothed battle were in the last game, someone showed his flaws and took the opportunity to kill him. Then he deliberately slowed down a little and landed far behind the man in the feather-clothed.

Unexpectedly, the man in feathers had been killed by Liu Changsheng almost in one encounter, and all this was completely unexpected.

The man in feathered battle with him and once had the upper hand. With the eighth-level demon lion sneaking on one side to help him, he could tie the opponent. But now, he was killed instantly by Liu Changsheng. He felt a chill along his tail vertebra to his spine, his hair stood up, and his forehead was soaked with cold sweat. The shock in his heart was endless.

Liu Changsheng was as vicious as a beast in the prehistoric world. Compared with Liu Changsheng, his identity as a devil was simply to give in.

Seeing Wen Ruyu escape, the eighth-level demon lion also turned around with its tail between its legs.

Although this monster has no transformation, his intelligence is not low, and he instinctively senses danger.

"Come back!"

Liu Changsheng suddenly shouted fiercely and rushed forward.

Wen Ruyu's heart suddenly tightened, and she suddenly raised all her strength and rushed forward, turning into a dazzling rainbow and leaving.

However, Liu Changsheng was not calling him, and he didn't care about chasing him. Instead, he flew on the ground and grabbed the magic dragon spear.

For Liu Changsheng, the essence and blood in the body of this golden-winged roc is more important than any treasure. Now, the magic dragon spear is devouring the essence and blood of the golden-winged roc. His mind is colluding, and this spear is not back.

He grabbed the tail of the magic dragon spear with his right hand, pulled it hard, twisting it off the claws of the golden-winged roc. A blue ice flame flew out of his left hand, pressing it on one of the golden-winged roc's wings. With a slight sound, a layer of blue ice crystal suddenly formed on the body of the golden-winged roc.

The tip of the magic dragon spear suddenly pulled out from between the golden-winged roc's ribs, and the gun rod winded and stabbed Liu Changsheng's chest like lightning. A dazzling red light lit up on the gun body. A blood-colored dragon shadow surfaced, and Subaru's head roared at Liu Changsheng.

"roll!"

Liu Changsheng snorted coldly and swung his right hand hard. Before the tip of the gun touched Liu Changsheng's chest, the entire spear was thrown out by a force and flew dozens of feet away.

The next moment, Liu Changsheng reached out and grabbed the void, and the Chaos Wuji Stick roared from a distance and landed in Liu Changsheng's palm.

The magic dragon spear suddenly turned around, winding like a spirit snake, hissing, as if he was still fighting with Liu Changsheng.

"You're looking for death!"

Liu Changsheng suddenly turned around and looked at the Demon Dragon Spear. When the spear pounced in front of him, he smashed it with a stick. With a sound of gold and iron, the Demon Dragon Spear was immediately smashed away again.

A big mouth opened, a ball of rolling blue flames flew out, turning into a sea of ​​fire, and flew towards the magic dragon spear.

"Master, I was wrong, I didn't mean it!"

The transmission of the magic dragon spear spirit sounded in Liu Changsheng's mind, and he turned around and left spiritually, not daring to step into the sea of ​​fire, but the sea of ​​fire turned into a long blue rope and flew away.

The vast void instantly felt like a cave of falling from fire.

"If you are wrong, get back!"

Liu Changsheng snorted coldly, looked at the golden-winged roc on the ground, sacrificed a large storage bracelet, and put it in.

After the magic dragon spear escaped a thousand feet away, it circled in the air, as if he was hesitant, but finally flew back obediently. The long blue rope that Nan Mingli turned into was swept up, and in the blink of an eye it had wrapped it in the middle, burning wildly.

"I'm wrong. There are many masters, please let me go once!"

"It's not my fault. The master said he wanted me to drink some monster blood, but he never fulfilled his promise. He just couldn't help it!"

"I promise, this is the last time!"

The spirit of the weapon kept chattering and screaming from time to time.

"This time you have made some small contributions. I can spare you once, you can go!"

Liu Changsheng said coldly.

"Let's go...this...where did the master tell me to go!"

The spirit of the weapon said hesitantly.

"This small world is full of monsters. With your ability, if you want to drink beast blood, you can drink enough and use it to practice. Maybe one day you can become an immortal or a demon!"

"The master is joking. If there is no master's protection, a thunder of heavenly punishment will be struck by the small ones, and the soul will be destroyed!"

The magic dragon spear obediently floated in front of Liu Changsheng, allowing the flames to burn to show surrender.

"Okay, I'll let you go this time. If there is another next time, I will burn you to ashes!"

Liu Changsheng raised his hand and grabbed the magic dragon spear in his hand. Nanming Lihuo, wrapped in the magic dragon spear, suddenly flew over, and a long whale penetrated into Liu Changsheng's body like a sea.

Seeing the Golden-winged Roc tragically die, Fang Muhan and two Yuanying elders of the Immortal Sword Palace were so scared that they were so nervous that they turned around and fled, and successively sacrificed teleportation talismans.

Further away, a group of Jindan monks had already scattered and fled.

Suddenly, Liu Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the west side.

More than a hundred miles away.

Feng Wuxie and Zhuo Xingchen actually rushed towards the flying boat driven by Nalan Chuchu, one left and one right, and Wen Ruyu also headed towards the direction where the flying boat was located.

This chapter is over.
Chapter completed!