The demon eagle opened its mouth and spewed out a fireball, and the right half of Zhou Chen's body that Zhou Chen had just conjured up revaporated and disappeared, making him grin in pain.

He looked extremely funny at the moment, with a burnt head, ragged clothes, and a dark face, looking like a beggar.

"Evil animal, the old man fought with you!"

Zhou Chen slapped his eyebrows, and a golden feather the size of a leaf flew out with a snort, turning into the size of a pu fan in mid-air, but when he saw him pinching the trick with his right hand, he muttered to himself: "Purify!"

"Huh!"

The golden feathers suddenly rose into the air, emitting ten thousand golden lights, and there were faint Sanskrit sounds and twilight drums faintly coming out of it, and a beautiful piece of music seemed to be a heavenly sound, and all the stones turned into powder.

Half of the demon eagle's body began to disintegrate and vaporize at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Gah!"

"Gah-"

The demon eagle let out a scream of pain and began to struggle all over, trying to escape, but it still couldn't stop the pace of disintegration.

Under the golden light, everything turned into the origin, dust to dust, earth to earth, as if this golden light came from the beginning of the universe, the desolation of ancient times, the chaotic air steaming and dispelling, diffuse and boundless.

"This is an artifact?"

Mu Ping, who was standing from a distance and watching, felt a pang in his heart, and he recognized at a glance that Zhou Chen was sacrificing an artifact, and it was an artifact with the magical effect of returning all things to their origins!

This kind of artifact is generally naturally conceived by heaven and earth, and there are no more than ten pieces in the whole universe.

No wonder Zhou Chen showed a look of ambition, he who has an artifact, he definitely has this kind of confidence, if Mu Ping has no helper, if his means are not as good as the four-headed demon eagle, or if he fights with the demon eagle and loses both, Zhou Chen can easily purify it.

However, since he knows that this kid has this good thing, he is the one who delivers the food.

Thinking of this, Mu Ping's face was full of waves, the old god was there, and he had already prepared in private.

"Gah-"

The demon eagle let out a final low scream, and its wingspan of twenty meters turned into nothingness.

"It's now!"

Mu Ping unleashed the Phantom Immortal Trace Method, and after a few ups and downs, he came under the golden feathers, and bit the tip of his tongue with his upper and lower teeth, and spewed out a blood mist with a "poof", directly wrapping the golden feathers in it.

The "Golden Feather Artifact" struggled to escape, but was wrapped in blood mist, infiltrated, and became a captive in the blink of an eye.

"Huh!" With a bang, the golden feather flew directly into Mu Ping's eyebrows, forming a golden feather mark on his eyebrows, which lasted for three seconds before disappearing.

At the same time, an ancient message emanated, swelling his headache.

"Land of the Old Gods!"

He was stunned for a moment, and then began to ecstasy, the golden feathers contained ancient information, telling the life of an ancient god, Mu Ping didn't know if this ancient god was the old man on the earth, but the ancient god's various earth-shaking abilities really shocked him.

"Give me back the magic weapon!"

The golden feather was robbed, which was completely unexpected by Zhou Chen, this was the treasure of their demon clan, and he stole it privately, if the patriarch knew that the treasure of the whole clan was lost in his hands, he would have to be chopped alive.

However, the entire demon clan worshiped this golden feather like an eyeball, and they didn't know that the golden feather was an ancient god artifact and could be refined, so it was cheaper than Mu Ping, who was proficient in face weapons and bloodline imprints.

This is also related to the death of the ancient gods, the golden feathers are ownerless, if the ancient gods are still alive, Mu Ping will not be able to refine them no matter what.

Of course, if the ancient gods were alive, who would have the power to snatch artifacts from him?

Mu Ping turned his head to look at Zhou Chen, and laughed out loud, but saw that the latter was not only like a beggar, covered in rags, but his body became shriveled and abnormal, and he looked like a mummy coming back to life, black and thin, using a golden feather artifact, and he drained his entire cultivation in just one time, and now he is as weak as a weak chicken, and he doesn't need Mu Ping to do it himself, even Ning Qiao, the first layer of the Yuan Baby, can easily kill him.

"Lao Hei, I'll leave it to you!"

Mu Ping pinched his nose and waved his hand at Lao Hei.

"Yes. ”

Lao Hei agreed, opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of black mist, surrounding Zhou Chen, and he himself jumped into the black mist, opening his mouth to swallow it.

"I'm the demon commander of the demon clan, you can't kill me, kill me, the demon clan won't let you go!"

Zhou Chen roared hysterically, but what was waiting for him was a monstrous mouth, and in one bite, Zhou Chen was swallowed by Lao Hei, and he didn't even let go of the demon pill.

"Gollum!"

Lao Hei burped, stretched out his big tongue, and licked his lips, looking unsatisfied, but after devouring Zhou Chen, his body was round, and he faintly looked like he was moving towards a ninth-level demon beast.

Mu Ping's heart moved, and he and Lao Ni were quickly accepted into the Najie ......

"Who the hell is this kid, and how come he has so many means?"

If it was not as Mu Ping expected, outside the small world, Shang Ding, Lin Chengchou, Tian Ye and others glanced at each other, and each could see a touch of shock in each other's eyes.

The small world took the initiative to conjure up an eighth-level peak demon beast, and finally became a ninth-level, or it appeared once a thousand years ago, and that time only one appeared, not only did it appear this time, but five appeared at a time, what the hell is going on?

Could it be that the realm spirit noticed that the kid was cultivating by the Dingding?

No, it's because of his servants!

The three of them beat the drum in their hearts, such a guy who is as slippery as a loach, thoughtful, and has frequent means, what is the reason for asking the academy?

Is it just to learn the exercises?

The three of them looked confused, so they had to report the matter to the academy leaders as soon as possible and ask them to decide.

Mu Ping didn't know that he had been remembered, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care, because at this moment, he was flipping through Zhou Chen's memories through the connection with Lao Hei's spiritual power, this person had a talisman seal that shielded the way of heaven, how to say it was also a clue, and it was definitely not to be missed.

Twenty breaths later, the flame of hope in Mu Ping's eyes gradually extinguished, Zhou Chen, this old boy, didn't know what shit luck he had, he had explored an immortal cave when he was young, and the talisman seal that shielded the way of heaven was what he had obtained from his exploration.

"Alas! It's another bamboo basket to draw water!"

Mu Ping sighed, but this trip was not nothing, not only the Qingxuan Dan furnace, but most importantly, an artifact. An artifact that an ancient god once used, although he has not yet completely digested the method of using the artifact, however, with time, he will definitely be able to explore it.

With only these two things, this is a small world assessment, and it is worth the trip.

As for the things in Zhou Chen's ring, none of them could enter his eyes, so he simply let Lao Hei and Lao Ni separate.

Suddenly, "boom", the heavens and the earth seemed to be opening at the beginning, the Gobi flashed in front of him, and there was no trace, and a black hundred-meter mountain bag appeared in front of him and Yuan Gui, Ning Qiao, and Bai Yifei.