The mysterious black spirit bead is made of unknown things, emitting special fluctuations. After being activated with the true energy, it can temporarily form a special space, which is between virtual and real, can avoid all attacks, and makes the spiritual consciousness and five senses unable to detect it. It is extremely special.

It has been proved before that even the keen Su Yang is difficult to detect this special space, and it cannot be successfully damaged by the burning of Canglong Breath, which is definitely an extraordinary effect.

However, under the golden light of the mysterious holy feather, he forced out from the virtual and the real. If Su Yang hadn't reacted quickly enough and increased the transmission of the true energy as soon as possible, he would probably have nowhere to hide and be exposed directly.

For a moment, Su Yang seized the time to recover and couldn't help but feel a little bit of emotion in his heart.

The sky is vast and the earth is huge. It really has many extraordinary things. In the past, there were not many feelings in the ancient domain of the lower seventy-two domains. However, after coming to the upper thirty-six domains, he couldn't help but sigh: The water in the upper thirty-six domains is very deep.

Yes, whether it is this black spirit bead or the golden holy feather, Su Yang couldn't help but feel emotion.

Especially at this moment, the golden holy feathers emit dazzling golden light, like golden sun shining everywhere. Wherever they shine, even the innate Dao Flame Canglong Breath had to be dissolved.

What kind of feather is this? It is just one, and it has such vast power.

In awe of Su Yang, he saw the holy feathers shining a richer light, and they were like a bamboo shoot, extinguishing the starlight of the starlight of the starlight in response to the sound, and suppressing the innate Dao Flame Canglong Breath back into the Double Dragon Quenching Yuan Furnace.

Facing the powerful Holy Yu, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist of Fang changed his face on the spot. After realizing that he was invincible, he immediately made the right decision decisively. He stared at the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-Cultivation Power, put away the Double Dragon Yuan-Tempering Furnace, took out a silver jade talisman, sprayed it with a mouthful of true energy on it, activate the silver jade talisman and turned around and ran away.

"Hmph, can you escape in front of our tribe's Holy Feather?" Seeing that the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang wanted to escape, the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan's god transformation was also very decisive. He bit his tongue and squirted his natal essence and blood onto the Holy Feather.

At this moment, the power of the Spirit Feather Clan's early stage of God-turning God also consumed a lot of effort. After spraying the blood of the natal essence on the Holy Feather, his breath was much weaker, his face was pale and bloodless, and he obviously had already taken out all the skills he had put in the box.

And with such a huge consumption, the true power of the Holy Feather was almost instantly activated.

The vast golden light was no longer as simple as illuminating, but it turned into a substantial golden flame, emitting a terrifying temperature like the sun. The light and shadows shone around it distorted, as if it could burn the starry sky through a hole.

Under such a terrifying sunshine, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang, who used his means to escape, was fixed in the air on the spot. He was surrounded by golden light threads on his body, as if he was trapped in a puppet.

"No" Fang's eighth-grade Taoist alchemist changed his face on the spot. He let out a scream of pain. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't escape at all. Instead, the clothes and flesh and blood on his body were strangled by golden silk, and his whole body looked bloody and terrible, and he no longer had the calmness and pride he had before.

Seeing such a miserable situation by the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang, people have to look at this mysterious holy feather even more. Such power is simply too terrifying. It completely reverses the defeat as soon as it appears. I am afraid that even a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul can bury a powerful god-stage power with him.

At the moment, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang was completely entangled by the golden holy feathers, unable to escape or struggle. He could only watch the golden holy feathers suppress it little by little, as if they could completely crush a world.

"I am willing to hand over the Double Dragon Souling Furnace, only seeking one life. I believe that the Lingyu Clan can have an eighth-grade Dao Alchemist in charge, and I am willing to accept it." In the face of death, all dignity is meaningless. The eighth-grade Dao Alchemist in Fang began to beg for mercy on the spot without any hesitation, and even willing to surrender to the Lingyu Clan.

"Hmph, it's too late," said the powerful power in the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan with a weak breath: "If you had known the tact early, you wouldn't have lost your life in vain. At this moment, when the Holy Feather comes out, you will never give up until you kill the enemy. I can't stop this. I hope you can be more tactful in the next life."

"No, I don't want to die. I am an eighth-grade Taoist alchemist. I have finally obtained the innate Taoist flame I have always dreamed of. I will soon become a ninth-grade Taoist alchemist, or even a higher existence, and an extremely brilliant future. How can I die here?" The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang roared hysterically and frantically, struggling desperately like a puppet pulling a string.

Unfortunately, all this was futile. The golden holy feather slowly fell down, looking as light as nothing, but it had great power to collapse a domain.

Finally, the golden holy feather fell lightly on the head of the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang. It looked almost no different from the ordinary feathers falling on it. But with just a gentle look, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang's expression condensed on the spot, and all the voices were pinched in his throat on the spot, and the whole person was still there, and then it began to collapse violently from beginning to end.

The collapse came quickly, and it was so sudden again. Almost in the evening, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang had no more scraps left, and the soul and Dharma images completely collapsed, leaving only a golden holy feather, which released dazzling light there like the scorching sun.

After seeing the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang being killed on the spot, the early stage power of the Spirit Feather Clan who was also consumed a lot. His face, which was so weak, could not help but smile.

"I'm so lucky. I thought I could get a Heavenly Dao Fire seed when I chased that kid, but I didn't expect that I got the Double Dragon Tempering Yuan Furnace by accident. This time I was enough to go back and report my life." As the power of the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan's God Transformation said this, he took out the jade box again, and then carefully sealed the golden holy feathers into it, and picked up the storage magic weapon of the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang, and looked at the face that could no longer be controlled.

However, this joy had not yet completely melted on the face of the powerful power in the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-turning God. A sudden danger warning spread in his heart like a volcano erupting.

The moment he suddenly realized that something was approaching, the early stage power of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-Clan's God-Clan wanted to respond immediately, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a bright red knife tip appeared in the sight of the early stage power of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-Clan's God-Clan's God-Clan.

The powerful power of the Spirit Feather Clan's early stage of God-turning wanted to break free from this blood knife at the first time, but this blood knife was even more strange than imagined, and was crazily eroding the blood in his body and constantly extracting his vitality.

Originally, because of the use and stimulation of the full power of the golden holy feathers, the spirit feather tribe's powers suffered a huge loss of essence and blood in the early stage of the God-turning power. Now they are constantly eroding the essence and blood again, and they are unable to reverse and resist at all. In the blink of an eye, they are already sucked into humans, and the whole person is aging in a recognizable way that the naked eye can see.

Who attacked me?

The power of the Spirit Feather Clan's early stage of God-turning power tried his best to turn his head and look back desperately. The first thing he saw was a pair of dragon horns and an evil smile on his face, looking at him with a smile.

Yes, the sneak attacker is Su Yang, who has been planning for a long time.

Just when the powerful spirit master of the Spirit Feather Clan fought fiercely with the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, Su Yang finally successfully absorbed more than 3,000 top-grade spirit stones, supplemented the last third of the true energy of the sky, and successfully restored his movement power in one fell swoop.

However, after recovery, Su Yang did not expose himself immediately. After waiting for the result to be born, he decisively launched a fatal blow at a critical moment. The Blood Drinking Knife pierced the body of the powerful power in the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-turning God, depriving him of his last trace of vitality.

At this moment, facing the extremely surprised gaze of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-turned Power, Su Yang smiled and said, "Today, I was really full of twists and turns. I was a cicada first, then a mantis, and finally made an oriole. Maybe as you said, I had achieved so much by chance. At this time, I felt a little surprised. Things are really impermanent."

Blood kept pouring out of his mouth and blocking his throat, causing the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan to make gurgling sounds, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything even if he used all his strength.

In desperation, the powerful power of the Spirit Feather Clan decisively split the heavenly spirit and sacrificed the soul to prepare to escape.

But Su Yang had been wary of this move, with five fingers spreading, and innate thunder wrapped around his fingers, holding the opponent's weak soul and magic form tightly, refining Yu Jingjing on the spot, completely resulting in the life of the powerful power in the early stage of the spiritual feather tribe's god transformation.

Get it done

After Su Yang drew the blood-drinking knife and put the knife into the sheath, he raised his hand to capture the magic weapon of the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan's God-Changing Power and the magic weapon of the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in the Fang family. He weighed it in his hand slightly, and his expression was a bit complicated and weird.

Su Yang never expected that he had just come out to collect some nebula sand and Yuanmahogany gold, and encountered so many things at once. With Su Yang's intelligence and adaptability, he was a little dizzy and was almost unable to keep up with the rhythm.

But no matter what, the result was finally good, especially when Su Yang invaded two storage magic weapons with his spiritual sense, a deep surprise flashed in his eyes immediately.

You should know that among these two storage magic weapons, there are all the wealth of the four early stage powers of the God Transformation. Not only are the spirit stones quite rich, but there is also the Double Dragon Yuan-Tempering Furnace that Su Yang dreamed of, and the golden holy feather that Su Yang has not yet figured out what it is.

In addition, Su Yang also harvested more than 6,000 top-grade spirit stones, quasi-transformed magic weapons, elixirs, and materials for refining weapons, the experience of refining weapons by the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang, and half a bottle of Tianxiang Cordyceps powder that made Su Yang very afraid.

"God's will, God's will." Su Yang's mouth was filled with an evil smile, and he laughed happily: "It's mine, after all, it's mine. Even if I don't plan to ask for it, I will take the initiative to deliver it to me."

After finally calming down the joy in his heart, Su Yang sighed slightly and immediately decided not to explore anymore. He turned around and returned to the Starry Ferry to carefully organize the harvest.
Chapter completed!