"court death!"

Liu Changsheng snorted coldly, his figure swayed, soared into the air, and rushed towards the flying boat.

On the other side, Liu Si, who could not catch up with his opponent, also turned around and returned.

After all, Xiaoyao Sect is the Demon Sect. Wen Ruyu, Feng Wuxie, and Zhuo Xingchen are far from being the Immortal Sword Palace. They are comparable to disciples of Tiangong Sect. They are not only able to stretch and shrink, but also bold and meticulous.

Nalan Chuchu had no intention of dodging and retreating, and the flying boat moved towards the two demons.

Seeing that the distance between the three was getting closer, Feng Wuxie shook the long red chain in his hand, and the long chain rolled towards the flying boat like a fire python.

On the other side, Zhuo Xingchen also raised his hand from a distance and slashed it.

With a loud roar, a mass of three-color flames suddenly spewed out from the head of the flying boat, turning into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye, sweeping through a thousand feet of space. Feng Wuxie, who was closest to the flying boat, was instantly swept into the sea of ​​fire, and the sea of ​​fire flew violently to all directions.

A shrill scream sounded, and Feng Wuxie rushed out of the sea of ​​fire and turned into a three-color fireball. He fled to the distance like a meteor. His magic power was rushing, and a ball of rolling red flames rushed out of his body, trying to force the three-color flames around him to retreat, but unexpectedly, these three-color flames were as difficult to disperse like maggots attached to bones.

As if it was unbearable pain, Feng Wuxie escaped thousands of feet away and fell on the ground and rolled on the ground.

Fortunately, although the three seas of fire were surging, they did not continue to expand outward, but maintained a position of thousands of feet in radius. The flying boat even sped backwards away from the sea of ​​fire.

Zhuo Xingchen saw the opportunity quickly, but he was not caught in the three-colored sea of ​​fire. Seeing that the situation was not good, he controlled the escape light and rushed towards Feng Wuxie. With a wave of his sleeve, he rolled up Feng Wuxie's figure and rushed to escape from a distance.

As if he was afraid that Nalan Chuchu would come after him, he quickly sacrificed a teleportation talisman and ran away.

Seeing this scene, Wen Ruyu hesitated for a moment, found out where Zhuo Xingchen teleportation was settled, changed direction, and rushed to him and converged.

The sea of ​​fire was so surging that he was frightened. Although he was far away from him, he escaped like a frightened bird.

"This little girl is a little anxious!"

Liu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Care is confusing. Even though he knows that Nalan Chuchu has many plans, Wangyuezhu has a purple gold gourd to protect her body, and Feng Wuxie, who is injured, Zhuo Xingchen may not be able to hurt them, but Liu Changsheng was still frightened.

The sea of ​​fire dissipated, the three of Xiaoyao Sect fled in panic, and the monks of Dongsheng Shenzhou even ran away with their heads in their arms.

On the flying boat, Wangyuezhu squatted on the deck, feeling sulky and looked annoyed, the purple gold gourd was thrown to one side.

"It's good to be able to do this at such a young age. I don't blame you!"

Nalan Chuchu bent down, reached out and touched Wangyue's head, comforting softly.

"You are young!"

Wangyue screamed, and pushed away Nalan Chuchu's palm, suddenly stood up, and glared at Nalan Chuchu: "Why do you blame me? I drove these two demons away!"

"Of course I won't blame you. Thank you for not having time. It's because of your supernatural powers that I didn't escape!"

Nalan Chuchu was still smiling.

"Hmph, liar, you are clearly blaming me for being timid in your heart. If you let those two demons get closer, you will definitely burn them to death!"

Wangyue looked at Nalan Chuchu with a blank look, and was still angry.

Of course, she hated herself. Nalan Chuchu had already told her not to worry and to see the right time. When she saw the other party's fierce look coming, she was a little panicked and couldn't help but take action in advance.

"As long as you are safe and sound, I will feel relieved. I will have a chance to burn them to death sooner or later!"

Liu Changsheng's voice came from afar.

"Did you hear it? Fighting and killing are things that men do. Okay, smile!"

Nalan Chuchu blinked at the Moon Watching and said in a voice transmission.

Wangyue snorted in her nose, but she didn't say anything more. As long as Liu Changsheng didn't blame her, she wouldn't care what Nalan Chuchu thought.

...

The flying boat continued to head north, not chasing the three Xiaoyao Sects, nor chasing the monks of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The two groups of people were scared and did not give them a chance to get closer, and they could not catch up even if they wanted to.

"I don't want this gourd anymore. Is there any good thing in the magic weapon you just snatched? Give me one!"

Wangyuezhe handed the purple gold gourd to Liu Changsheng. The attack just now almost swallowed up all the magic power in her body. Although this treasure is powerful, it is a terrifying weapon that hurts the enemy ten thousand and loses himself eight thousand.

"All right!"

Liu Changsheng smiled faintly, put away the purple gold gourd, took out three treasures and threw them into the air in front of him.

The Autumn Shui Sword, the Purple Gold Nine-Ring Sword and the Snake-shaped Flying Sword.

The golden-winged roc is not simple in identity. The purple-gold Nine-ring Sword and the snake-shaped flying sword are both spiritual treasures. Although they are not as good as the Qiushui Sword, they are far better than the top-grade magic weapon. The five-color feather suit on the body is also not an ordinary one, and its defense is even better than the Hunyuan armor on Liu Changsheng.

Wangyue looked left and right, and finally chose the snake-shaped flying sword. Qiushui Sword was the best, but it did not match her fire-attribute magical powers. The purple gold nine-ring sword was a clumsy thing, which she didn't like.

"You are missing a suitable treasure in your hand. I think this sword is good!"

Liu Changsheng pointed at the Qiushui sword and said to Nalan Chuchu.

Nalan Chuchu smiled and nodded.

She had never practiced sword art, but how could she not give her the most precious spiritual weapon?

"This is the Qinglian Sword Sword of the Qinglian Divine Palace's treasure of the Qinglian Divine Palace!"

As if she had guessed what she was thinking, Liu Changsheng took out a jade slip and handed it to her, said in a voice transmission, and casually put away the Qiushui Sword and the Zijin Nine-ring Sword.

There is still Fang Muhan’s soul mark in the Qiushui Sword, so it must be cleared first.

Nalan Chuchu put away the jade slip without hesitation, and her heart was secretly sweet.

The black dragon on one side turned his gaze to other directions depressedly. Liu Changsheng sent such a precious spiritual treasure out casually, but he had no share. It seems that if he did not agree to a mount, he would never be treated like Liu Si and Wangyue Bi, but how could his dignified dragon clan surrender to a human cultivator?

In the battle just now, Liu Changsheng once again showed his terrifying magical powers. This small world has no existence that can threaten Liu Changsheng, and can only hope to have a chance to escape after returning to the North Club Continent.

"Is this...a elixir of all ages?"

In the quiet room, Nalan Chuchu murmured with a look of shock.

Among the storage bracelets of the golden-winged Roc, a ginseng that was about a length of crystal jade was about a foot long. After unsealing the seal, the ginsengs jumped out of the jade box as if they were alive, and ran around in the quiet room, and was about to escape.

Liu Changsheng felt ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't expect to encounter the legendary spiritual creature.

There are less than a hundred thousand-year-old spiritual medicines in the hands of the Golden-winged Great Roc, and half of them are more than three thousand years old.

Chu Xuan’s hand has many magic weapons and spiritual ores. A warship of the top-grade magic weapons is the most valuable. Without a 100-year-old spiritual medicine, there are more than 200 thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, and the hundred-year-old spiritual medicines are even piled up like a mountain. There is even a furnace of freshly refined high-level elixirs.

There are more than twenty high-level demon pills in their hands.

"It seems that you can try to refine the Yellow Dragon Pill and the Jade Cleuropoly!"

Nalan Chuchu looked at the piles of spiritual medicines like hills, full of confidence.

Huanglong Pill and Jade Bone Pill are the best among high-level elixirs. One is to increase magic power and the other is to temper the body. The main medicines are all spiritual medicines that are more than a thousand years old. Now, what the two of them lack the least is the spiritual medicines that are thousands of years old.

The batch of elixir recipes and elixirs that Liu Changsheng obtained from the Qinglian Divine Palace have long been in her hands. Over the past year, many of the elixir recipes have been thoroughly understood by her, and what she lacks is trials.

Although they all have grudges with the Divine Weapon Sect, the Yuling Sect, and the Hanhai Palace, the grudges are so great that they are not as great as those of the Xiaoyao Sect. The three of the Xiaoyao Sect have become frightened birds, and they can't catch them even if they meet them. The harvest in front of them is so great that Liu Changsheng is no longer in the mood to look for the "creditor" to collect debts.

The flying boat was sailing all the way, far away from this place, looking for a mountain with rich spiritual energy, setting up a magic circle, and opening up a temporary cave. Liu Changsheng and Nalan Chuchu were in seclusion at the same time.

The monks of Dongsheng Shenzhou who had lost their troops seemed to have reached the agreed date of return and broke through the boundaries and left one after another.

An uproar also broke out among the four major sects of Dongsheng Shenzhou. Liu Changsheng's name was cursed by countless people, and some powerful people in the four major sects gritted their teeth, and the fire of revenge was burning.

Unfortunately, this small world has its own rules. Even if a god-transforming cultivator enters, he must suppress the realm to the Golden Pill Realm. Nascent Soul cultivator can use the spiritual medicines, demon pills and other external objects in the small world to be gradually assimilated, and then be recognized by the small world. Whether the god-transforming cultivator can be recognized is a matter of two things. No one has tried it yet. There seems to be no demon emperor in this small world. Maybe once the god-transforming cultivator reveals his magical powers, he will be directly killed by the will of heaven and earth in the small world.
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