The young man was still shocked, but Zhou Cheng's offensive did not stop at all. His body changed like a snake, and he was unpredictable. He actually had the ability to avoid the locking of his spiritual sense!

This is not a righteous way, but a trick of taking tricks, but this mystery is exactly what Zhou Cheng wants now.

This place is the foundation of Heisha Village, and it is the young master's opinion. The best way to fight the enemy with the mystery of the Golden Snake Sword is to make it difficult to predict!

Zheng!

The golden light bursts out, the swimming is unsteady, the golden snake's sword technique is tricky and weird, and it circles in twists and turns, and it can be achieved everywhere!

Faced with Zhou Cheng's attack, the young camp leader who had achieved great success in the Yingpo period actually felt a little overwhelmed, as if he was unable to compete with the other party based on his existing methods!

"How is this possible? Even if he is a spectator, even if he Song Yan summons the weapon, he is only able to complete the spirit stage, and the magic weapon in his hand is only a second level!" The young man roared wildly in his heart, his magic power roared around his body, and his movements continued to rush to the ground. His whole person soared into the sky and flew into the sky.

The young man stepped on the void and looked at the "brothers" who were coming here because of the shock of the battle. The cold light in his eyes suddenly surged and he laughed: "Hahaha, Zhou Qingyuan, you are still too young! How can you defeat me in this Black Evil Village!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the "Ghost Spirit Refining Lamp" fell into his hands. The dark blue flame bloomed like a lotus, trembling and extinct, cold and charming.

"Ha, you can deal with this blow first, and then talk about other things!" Zhou Cheng pulled Shen Die with his left hand and protected her. With a light wave of the Golden Snake Sword in his right hand, a snake dozens of feet long came out of his hand in an instant.

The snake is golden all over, but it is separated by a green line in the middle, which is secluded and green, and it is a very poisonous thing in the world!

Hesitate!

The giant snake spit out its forked tongue with a red tongue. The bloody mouth opened, and a thick green poison spurted out, covering the young man.

Seeing this, the young man was not surprised but happy, and laughed: "The disciples of Chunyang Sect will actually realize such evil and evil magic weapons. It is really a big deal! Moreover, your ranking on the Yinghua List is really a fictional reputation! You are so stupid!"

After saying that, the ghost refining lamp in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the dark blue flames were like ordinary fires poured on oil, and they rose several feet higher!

At the same time, in the entire Heisha Village, except for this young man, Zhou Cheng and Shen Die, who was protected by Zhou Cheng, all the movements stopped, and a faint blue light flew out from their seven orifices and continued to gather into the "Ghost Refining Lamp".

That is the most original soul power of human beings!

"Hahaha! Be happy, cheer. It is your great honor to integrate into my magical artifact!" The young man was even almost crazy. As the dark blue flames became more and more intense, he even made a comfortable moan in his mouth.

The giant golden snake transformed by the Golden Snake Sword is bound by chains transformed by dark blue flames and is imprisoned in mid-air. It cannot move at all, and it cannot even restore the appearance of the sword weapon.

After a while, perhaps the young man finally refined the soul power in the Heisha Village. Finally, he stopped the sacrifice of the ghost refining lamp in his heart with satisfaction, and stepped on the head of the golden giant snake.

The young man's magic power surged, and he directly suppressed the golden giant snake and couldn't move. Then he looked down at Zhou Cheng from a high place and said, "Zhou Qingyuan, do you have any other way now? Your magic weapon has fallen into my hands. In another quarter of an hour, the time for you to summon the weapon is coming, and you will only have the cultivation level of the Power Stage. The strength of an ant is like, how do you want to fight me again?"

Once the weapon refiner's magic weapon is taken away, it is like a warrior being bound by his hands and feet, and an immortal cultivator being banned from spells. His combat power is reduced in an instant.

Although generally speaking, weapon refiners will not only condense one magic weapon, even if one is taken, they can also condense another one to continue fighting.

But Songyan summons the weapon is different. For most spectator makers, Songyan summons the weapon is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once taken away, there is no replacement artifact available!

Therefore, in the eyes of the young man, he was completely sure to win the Golden Snake Sword at this time.

Losing the Golden Snake Sword, Zhou Cheng's expression seemed a little anxious. His magic power surged all over his body, and his spiritual sense swept out to try to retake the Golden Snake Sword. However, the chains formed by the dark blue flames were like the laws of heaven and earth, with inexplicable Taoist rhymes on it. No matter how hard Zhou Cheng tried, he could not shake it at all.

Seeing this, the young man suddenly felt happy and smiled freely: "Give up, you can't succeed. The chains of the ghost refining lamp gathered the soul power of 167 brothers in my Heisha Village. Unless the weapon refiner who has completed the Yingpo stage uses the fourth-level magic weapon to attack, it can be cut off. As for you, don't waste your energy."

"Such is actually happening!" Zhou Cheng stared at the dark blue flames with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"You can't be just a bandit, there is no one here with your cultivation level!" Zhou Cheng said in a deep voice.

"Haha, that's right!" The young man walked on the back of the golden giant snake and said slowly: "Well, what's wrong with you, the dying person, telling you. Have you heard of the Soul Refining Sect?"

"Soul Refining Sect? The god of the sect master who has accomplished great success, ambitious to squeeze into the sect of the nine evil paths?" Zhou Cheng also made up for information about the world's sect during this period. He naturally remembered the Demonic Sect, which has been more active in recent years.

The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yes, I am the son of the Soul Refining Sect leader, Feng Yi! Zhou Qingyuan, you are a genius, another genre maker, an existence that can lead the prosperity of the sect. As long as you betray Chunyang Sect and join my Soul Refining Sect, I can spare you and the little beauty around you."

"It turns out to be a member of the Soul Refining Sect." Zhou Cheng murmured in a low voice. Of course, the anxiety he had before was gone. He looked up and smiled at Feng Yi, "Now what is the name of the person he killed?"

"What!?" Feng Yi was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly he was about to use his magic power to control the "Ghost Refining Divine Lamp" to defend, but suddenly he saw three golden lights flying over like thunder and lightning!

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Three sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and one pierced Feng Yi's dantian and another pierced into the chest. Only the one between his eyebrows was desperately avoided by Feng Yi. But even so, Feng Yi was imprisoned in an instant and could no longer move, and fell directly from the golden giant snake!

Bang!

Feng Yi fell to the ground hard, looked at the two snake-shaped golden cones inserted into him in disbelief, and asked, "What is this?"

"Golden Snake Cone." Zhou Cheng's bright silver light flashed in his hand, and the Yitian Sword condensed out, walked slowly towards Feng Yi, and said, "Golden Snake Sword is not just a Golden Snake Sword. You can, go to death!"

"Brother Qingyuan! Wait a minute!" Chen Die suddenly shouted, interrupting Zhou Cheng's movements, and then saw her coming to Zhou Cheng's side, saying with an extremely serious expression: "Brother Qingyuan, can you... let me come and kill him!"

Chen Die's moans were trembling and even cried. Even though Feng Yi was considered her enemy to kill her father and brother, for a nine-year-old girl, killing someone was still a very terrible thing after all.

But she wants to take revenge, take revenge with her own hands, and kill her enemies with her own hands!

"No!" Zhou Cheng said firmly, then covered Chen Die's eyes, swung the sword in his hand, and directly pierced Feng Yi's eyebrows, making the other party die no longer.

"Why..." Chen Die did not struggle or cried, but her shoulders trembled slightly, and two clear tears slashed across her cheeks.

"Why, Brother Qingyuan, why don't I let me kill him with my own hands!"

Zhou Cheng gently picked up Chen Die, flew into the sky, and said softly: "You are still too young to not be contaminated with the blood of killing, no matter what the reason."

A nine-year-old girl whose hands were stained with blood due to hatred would more or less affect her character, which was something Zhou Cheng didn't want to see.

"Brother Qingyuan..." Chen Die finally couldn't suppress her emotions. She turned over and hugged Zhou Cheng, crying loudly: "Brother Qingyuan, wuwu, daddy, brother!"

Zhou Cheng gently stroked Chen Die's back with some heartache, but this time he did not use his spiritual sense to comfort Chen Die.

Chen Die needs to vent her emotions and vent her feelings as much as possible.

After a long time, Chen Die's crying became less and less, but she still sobbed slightly, lying on Zhou Cheng's body and refused to move.

Zhou Cheng said softly: "Xiaodie, let's go. Go to Shenxiao Road."

Chen Die nodded gently: "Yes." (To be continued)

ps: Thanks to Zhou Tian Xing God, whose bright eyes are like the sea, unchanged intent, Professor Dongfang, v, the moon in the clouds, perm the head, 灬, follow the waves, Xiaoyao hunting wine, Emperor Qin Shi, and the reward of the moon in the heart! Thanks to Xuanyuan Ji Sheng Tiandi, the spring tide of the industry lasted thousands of times, the deep blue moon night, Mo Qingyuan and several other friends could not see the names, I am really sorry.
Chapter completed!