"You seriously injured him?" Wang Changsheng asked suspiciously.

The ancestor of the snake clan, when he left, he could still use the magic weapon to take away the clansmen of the snake clan, and the injury should not be serious, but looking at Li Fusheng's tone, it seems that he has already judged that the ancestor of the snake clan will not live long?

"Nullify the power of his bloodline!"

Li Fusheng said confidently: "Lao Wang, you are not a real Shangyang lineage, you have not invested a lot of energy in studying the power of the bloodline, a monk like the ancestor of the snake clan, once he crushes the power of his bloodline with the fire phoenix bloodline, he will be counterattacked by his own bloodline!"

Li Fusheng paused, and then said with some emotion: "So, I feel that you are wasting your bloodline, if I had such a strong and powerful bloodline power as yours, I would have soared into the sky a long time ago!"

Wang Changsheng smiled and said jokingly: "Then you fly away!"

Li Fusheng: "..."

Li Fusheng was directly choked by Wang Changsheng's attitude.

Li Fusheng was very able to understand Wang Changsheng very well, because Wang Changsheng was not a pure Shangyang First Bloodline cultivator, unlike Li Fusheng, from the moment Li Fusheng spoke out, all of Li Fusheng's cultivation was going deep around the power of the bloodline.

Therefore, for the power of the bloodline of the ancient vein, Li Fusheng knew too well the power of it.

It can be said that cultivating the ancient veins does not belong to the ancient method, nor to the art of Jindan, and it is a bit of a way of physical cultivation!

And Wang Changsheng has always relied on Changsheng Gong, as for the true body of the fire phoenix, it is just a means for Wang Changsheng to resist the enemy, and he never thought that he would return to his ancestors one day.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng both cultivate ancient methods and also have ancient veins, but the paths they take are destined to be a little different, as for who is right and who is wrong?

Who can tell?

The avenue never walks alone, it has its own way to go!

"Forget it, the snake clan went to the Lower Nine Cities, I'll go to the Lower Nine Cities to look for it first, the snake clan is not convinced, then hit them until they are convinced!" Li Fusheng said.

As he spoke, Li Fusheng fled directly to the outside of the small courtyard.

"Wait!"

Wang Changsheng stopped Li Fusheng.

Li Fusheng looked back at Wang Changsheng with a puzzled look.

"Those big clans in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain are not simple, pay attention to safety!" Wang Changsheng said with some fear.

The Mourning Dog Clan is only a relatively powerful race in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, not one of the top races, and although the Mourning Dog Clan was suppressed by Wang Changsheng, the background of the Mourning Dog Clan still made Wang Changsheng frightened.

And the Snake Clan is one of the great clans of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, from Li Fusheng's sneak attack, the ancestor of the Snake Clan can still run away with the people of the Snake Clan, which is enough to prove the strength of the Snake Clan.

Once the snake clan really reacted, Li Fusheng wanted to attack the snake clan, which was a little difficult!

"Hmm!"

Li Fusheng nodded.

"Don't worry..."Li Fusheng continued: "Although the snake clan is strong, but this time I sneaked up on the snake clan, my three-legged tripod, but I swallowed a lot of blood, and I refined a few points..."

"I'm sure!"

After speaking, Li Fusheng's figure disappeared from Wang Changsheng's sight.

When Li Fusheng left, Wang Changsheng saw the fat man come out with a probe in his brain.

"Come out, Lao Li is gone!" Wang Changsheng said.

The fat man smiled awkwardly, and then walked out of the room, the injuries on his face had improved a lot, but under the fat man's lack of deliberate healing, he could still see a lot of traces.

"I don't know why, I always feel that Lao Li is hostile to me..."The fat man said with some embarrassment.

Wang Changsheng didn't answer the fat man, just smiled slightly.

Why Li Fusheng is hostile to the fat man, Wang Changsheng knows very well, Li Fusheng is worried that the fat man will shoot at the two of them in the future, to put it bluntly, he just doesn't believe the fat man.

The magic practiced by the fat man can swallow the magic weapon, whether it is a quasi-dao weapon or a dao weapon, the fat man can swallow it.

And Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng have magic weapons of extraordinary quality in their hands, and it is inevitable that one day the fat man will fight the idea of the two.

Wang Changsheng is not worried at all, only his own strength is strong, and he can suppress the fat man, and a person like the fat man will definitely not pose a threat to himself and others.

What's more, during this time, with the help of Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng, the fat man gnawed a lot of Taoist weapons, from the national policy to the ancient tree of Tongtian, as long as the fat man can still get benefits from Wang Changsheng and the two, he will not offend Wang Changsheng and the others.

"It's you who are too sensitive!" Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

"Sensitive?" The fat man was immediately stunned, and then said: "It's okay recently, especially when I first met Li Fusheng, I can often feel that Lao Li has murderous intent towards me!"

Wang Changsheng shook his head and did not continue to explain.

This kind of thing can't be explained, it will only get darker and darker, so Wang Changsheng directly remained silent.

Then, Wang Changsheng stretched out his right hand, and a dog tooth appeared in Wang Changsheng's hand.

"This is..."

When the fat man saw the dog teeth in Wang Changsheng's hand, his eyes were straight, and he almost didn't drool.

"Do you want it?" Wang Changsheng asked.

When the fat man heard Wang Changsheng's culture, he reacted, and after thinking about it, he nodded and said to Wang Changsheng: "Say, Lao Wang, what do you want in exchange, go to the soup and go to the fire, don't give up!"

The fat man is not stupid, after biting a few bites of the Dao weapon, the fat man only needs to take a look to know what the quality of the dog tooth in Wang Changsheng's hand is, even if it is not a Dao weapon, but it is definitely not far from the Dao weapon.

Even, in terms of refining materials, this dogtooth has reached the quality of a Taoist weapon.

In the fat boy's opinion, if he can swallow this dog tooth, he will gain more than chewing a few mouthfuls of the Dao device.

"Here you can!"

Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "However, I must make it clear where he comes from!"

"Unknown origin?" The fat man was immediately stunned, and then said: "It's okay, as long as it enters my stomach, no matter what his origin is, no one will be able to find out, and it is guaranteed that there is no breath at all!"

"No..."Wang Changsheng said: "The origin is clear, but I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it..."

"This is a dog's tooth!" Wang Changsheng said, "This is a magic weapon whose quality is not inferior to that of a Dao weapon, but due to some limitations, in the end, it was not able to be refined into a Dao weapon!"

"I know!"

The fat man also said with a smile: "The magic I practice is very special, when I devour the magic weapon, in addition to absorbing the Dao essence in the magic weapon, I can also absorb the essence of the magic weapon material!"

"So, to me, this dog tooth is no different from gnawing a few bites!"

"The only thing I find interesting is that the mourning dog clan is indeed very strange, and they actually refined the magic weapon into the shape of a tooth..."

There was a look of hope in the fat man's eyes, and it was obvious that he was very happy to be able to devour such a magic weapon, after all, the fat man had not swallowed the magic weapon for a long time after gnawing a few bites of the Tongtian Ancient Tree.