"The flame beast... burned all the eight wildernesses."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

A ferocious beast with raging flames all over his body opened its mouth and spewed out a flame, covering Chen Changsheng.

"Dark Moon Wolf..."

"Tiger-eating Beast..."

“…”

Seeing hundreds of beast souls, they showed their bloodline talents to Chen Changsheng together. Standing in the distance, the ancient Buddha in the ancient world became ferocious. He looked at Chen Ruoli in the Yin Yin Chen family camp and sneered: "Bitch, if the boss has any problems, one day, this young master will definitely tear you into pieces. You Yin Yin Chen family, don't even think about passing it on."

"Brother, why don't we go and help Brother Changsheng!" Huang Piaomiao said with a bitter face.

"Help? How to help?" The ancient Buddha looked bitter. Chen Changsheng was extremely powerful in both martial arts and Taoist weapons. He could stroll in the siege of hundreds of sect disciples. But he rushed up and helped Chen Changsheng, not to mention helping him, he might become a drag.

Thinking of his father bringing many people over, he quickly turned his head and begged: "Father, just help the bosses! As long as he escapes from the trap today, our deserted palace will soar to the sky sooner or later."

"idiot."

Huang Zhanye was secretly angry and said, "Do you want our Huang Palace to be the target of public criticism? Or do you think our Huang Palace can compete with so many sects? At that time, let alone saving his life, even our Huang Palace will be doomed."

After hearing the words of Huang Zhanye, the ancient Buddha with a painful expression fell silent.

He also knew that what Huang Zhanye said was true. So many forces besieged Chen Changsheng, and Huang Palace did not dare to interfere at all.

Hundreds of beast souls have displayed their bloodline talents at the same time. Even Chen Changsheng's, who has been tempered by "The Emperor's God's Fist", cannot withstand the continuous blows and killings.

In just a moment, he became scarred, his chest and back were covered with crisscrossing wounds, and blood polluted his clothes. Even so, there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Hmph! Did you think that only you have beast souls?" Chen Changsheng smiled fiercely, and said bitterly at the turtle soul in the sea of ​​souls: "Little thing, if you don't take action, we will fall into reincarnation."

A pair of mung bean eyes opened in a daze.

The turtle soul emerged.

Even when it reached the Dongxuan Realm, it was only the size of a washbasin. Seeing Chen Changsheng's embarrassing appearance, the eight black iron chains on his body sounded, and his originally cute turtle face became angry.

I saw a tiger-eating beast pounce on me and wanted to bite Chen Changsheng.

The turtle soul raised its small claws and slapped it directly, making a dull sound of "bang" eyes. Then he saw that the tiger-eating beast more than ten meters long was slapped by it, and its true soul was scattered.

"What a powerful beast soul." Xia Que, who was standing in the distance, looked at the turtle soul in shock and inexplicably.

"It's it, which last time I suppressed my dragon soul?" Bing Ji stared at Chen Changsheng's turtle soul, his eyes flashed, and he felt the ice dragon in his body trembling. Bing Ji's expression stagnated and asked quickly: "Bing Jiao, do you know that turtle soul?"

Bing Jiao looked at the Turtle Soul in fear and shook his head.

Even the Ice Dragon was frightened by the angry turtle soul, not to mention the other low-level beast souls that had not yet opened their intelligence.

The disciples of the small sect became more confident when they saw Chen Changsheng being injured. Until Chen Changsheng's turtle soul emerged, hundreds of low-level beast souls actually crawled to the ground, allowing the turtle soul to be massacred, and their expressions became dull.

"Why, why is this happening?" A disciple of the sect in the early stage of Dongxuan looked at his beast soul with a dazed look and shouted: "I, my beast soul is actually uncontrolled?"

"Bastard, what level is that turtle soul?"

"My beast soul is not under control..."

"Everyone goes together, otherwise everyone's beast souls would be killed by him."

A group of disciples of the sect saw their beast souls, and were shocked by the turtle souls. They were so scared that they roared and rushed over, fearing that their beast souls would be tragically killed.

When Xia Que, Bing Ji and others saw a scene in the square, a hint of horror flashed in their eyes.

"Bing Ji, can your dragon soul suppress those beast souls?" Xia Qu turned his head and looked at Bing Ji beside him and asked in a low voice.

"It should be possible."

Bing Ji asked the dragon soul in his body, nodded and said, "Those disciples of the sect are all the lowest-level beast souls. Their spiritual intelligence has not been opened, and they only have instincts. Once they encounter a beast soul with a powerful bloodline than theirs, it is not difficult to shock them. The turtle soul he refined has a much higher bloodline than my ice dragon. It is an instinctive fear. However, we don't have to worry that his turtle soul can suppress the low-level beast soul. It is impossible for us to suppress us."

After hearing Bingji's words, Xia Que breathed a sigh of relief.

If their beast souls were reduced to the square, how could they fight?

"Damn, what race is that turtle soul?" Xia Que said with a jealous look on his face.

"I don't know." Bingji shook her head.

Those disciples of the sect had no support for the beast soul. In Chen Changsheng's eyes, they were similar to native chickens and tiles. They grabbed a little bit of the flame dragon in their hands, and instead of retreating, they rushed towards the crowd directly...

"No, don't kill me..." A disciple of the sect on the eighth floor of the Lingtai trembled in fear when he saw Chen Changsheng suddenly appear in front of him, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I, I just want to recall the beast soul."

"snort!"

Chen Changsheng sneered. If his turtle soul had not suppressed their beast souls, they would have celebrated arrogantly.

In his opinion, all of these people were dead.

With one shot, it directly penetrated the neck of the eighth-story disciple of the Lingtai.

"Escape, this little beast is simply a devil." Seeing Chen Changsheng attacked more than 20 people with one shot, the remaining disciples of the sect were all frightened and turned around and ran away.

Heavenly level exercises.

Taoist instrument.

No matter which one is something they are not able to compete with.

The elders and sect leaders who stayed in the distance were stunned when they saw their disciples being brutally massacred. Their eyes were full of anger and regret. They had already seen that Chen Changsheng's powerful people would not dare to rush over even if they gave them a few more courage.

"Hiss! That boy is so powerful." A disciple of Jiange said in a trembling voice.

The rest of the people also agreed. Now, whenever everyone thought about it, if Gu Hai had not stopped them, they would have died tragically like the disciples of other sects. Everyone was filled with sighs and sighs.

"Deputy Pavilion Master, did you know that he is so powerful?" A disciple of Jian Pavilion asked in a low voice.

"Hmph! How could a group of idiots be mediocre people who can be favored by the dragon clan?" Gu Hai said with a sneer.
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