After this buffer of time, Zheng Zheng has calmed down and sobered up.

This treasure is not invulnerable.

In the mythological records, King Kong Zhuo was later taken away by Lao Jun, and it can be regarded as the return of the object to its original owner, and there is no comparison. And the treasure money was originally in the hands of Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, and the cultivation of these two people was not high, one sacrificed money, and the other took the magic weapon, and the cooperation was seamless. Even Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, was also taken away from the Dragon Rope and the Dinghai Divine Pearl. But in the end, he was beaten to death by the golden whip. Why? They were addicted to collecting magic weapons, and they also wanted to collect the golden whip, but it turned out that this thing was a weapon, not an illegal weapon, and when one of them confiscated it, they were stoned to death by the golden whip.

So Zheng Zheng thought that there must be flaws in this Luobao Jinzhuo.

Take something similar to a magic weapon, but it is a pure weapon, lure that guy to sacrifice the treasure and gold stone, and then smash it by surprise, maybe it may be possible to hit the bull soul monster hard.

But apart from the gold triangular rod in his hand, he doesn't seem to have any special weapons.

By the way, I wonder if this thing will work?

Zheng Zheng suddenly thought of a few things that he had collected from the Golden Armor Flying Corpse before, including a pair of silver carapaces and a hidden divine bead. His eyes lit up, and a crazy thought quickly formed in his mind.

Without hesitation, he threw an item to Baili Bing and shouted, "Then, wait for the opportunity." Then he picked up the three-edged rod and rushed forward with fierce momentum.

Baili Bing sat on the fire crane and flew into the air, rolled up the things thrown by Zheng Zheng into his hands, and looked down at it, and there was some realization in his heart. After the flamingo flew two times, her figure had disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Zheng fought hard and kept fighting against the Bull Soul Monster. The injuries on his body became more and more serious, and many tendons and ribs began to be cracked, but even so, he still gritted his teeth and fought.

And at this time, the entire battlefield has spanned far away, and the traces of the battle have spread to a radius of fifty miles, and the beauties have each summoned demon beasts to fight, except for Kuyun and Song Yuanzi, the situation is still a little anxious, but on the whole, Fang still has the upper hand. Especially Nie Qingyin and Xuanyuan Longhua, they are almost two big killers. The mutton fat jade fat in the hands of the former and the pure willow branches have completely become the nemesis of ghosts, and with a wave and a sprinkle, they will become a large piece of purification; As for the Five Directions Ghost Monarch, he has already become their ghost.

This time, Zheng Zheng finally pulled away from him, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun ring, which was a thunder fire bead, with blue light shining on it, and the thunder mang swam away, looking powerful, and then he didn't hurry up in the air.

The Bull Soul Monster snorted twice, and Luo Bao Jin Zhuo flew out from the new, and took away the magic weapon without any suspense. Zheng Zheng didn't seem to believe in evil, and once again sacrificed a gossip mirror, on which the white light had just shone, and was given by Luobao Jin Zhuo and taken away.

Zheng Zheng's palm kept waving, and seven or eight magic weapons were played out one after another, and the results were the same, all of them were taken away by the Bull Soul Monster. There it was constantly raising its hooves, its eyes were bloodshot, its snuff was rising, and its humming sound was incessant, and it seemed to be very proud.

Zheng Zheng didn't care at all, this time, he sacrificed the three-edged rod. However, there have been some minor changes to this weapon, and the three-edged spike in front of the stick has disappeared. The body of the rod is no longer golden yellow, but has become silver-black. At first glance, almost unrecognizable. Thinking about it, with the IQ of the bull soul monster, it shouldn't be able to tell the difference in a short time.

When the silver and black rods floated in the air, bursts of silver light shone out, and when the air smashed down, the bull soul monster that was collecting its strength was really fooled. With almost no thought or hesitation, Luo Bao Jin Zhuo rose up again.

Zheng Zheng's heart tightened, his heart beat irrepressibly twice, and the yellow light of Luo Bao Jin Zhuo shone on the triangular rod, which seemed to play some role, and the two treasures fell rapidly, and at this moment, a line of white light suddenly flew out of the void, directly enveloping Luo Bao Yu Zhuo and kept pulling out.

The Bull Soul Monster was furious, roared like thunder, the blood pupils were flourishing, and the yin power swept the sky.

When he was about to take back the treasure, the silver and black rod that had been falling suddenly became golden, and three black thorns came out of the rod body, and then at a lightning speed, it hit the head and slammed down.

The Bull Soul Monster was obviously unprepared, and the ghosts were all on the control of the treasure and gold zhuo, and it was too late to dodge, so he hurriedly picked up the big axe again to resist, and his strength was obviously insufficient.

Where would Zheng Zheng let go of such an opportunity, with a hateful blow, without sparing his hand, the triangular stick blasted the opponent's big plate axe away for the first time, and then the sword wings were raised, and the super high speed made him quickly force into the bull soul monster, and the triangular stick was to blast down.

lost the big plate axe, the bull soul monster is equal to a tiger without claws, and the wolf bèi who was smashed by Zheng Zheng escaped. But his speed was far less fast than that of the sword wing, and after escaping a few more times, he was finally hit by a big stick, and his entire soul body was smashed hundreds of meters underground. Zheng Zheng was unforgiving, seized this good opportunity for a thousand years, and kept smashing the golden triangular rod, and finally blasted the minotaur into a pile of black soil, and there was no longer any breath.

After smashing on the ground a few more times, convinced that this guy had returned to the arms of the ghost king in the underworld, Zheng Zheng fell directly from the air, fell to the ground and made a heavy noise, and the whole person softened into a puddle of mud, and he couldn't get up on the ground again. If it weren't for the sound of his wheezing like a bellows, and the sound of his heart beating there, I'm afraid everyone would have thought that this nine-life mantis really died of exhaustion this time.

Within half a minute of rest, Zheng Zheng stood up tremblingly.

On the surface, except for the dim light of the Wuyao Divine Armor and the blue and pale expression on his face, there seemed to be nothing abnormal. But the strength and spirit consumed this time are unknown to outsiders. This battle with the Bull Soul Monster was the most dangerous and disparity in strength in his life. He is almost in the bottom of the wind in all directions, his physical body is not as good as others, his brute strength is not as good as others, and he doesn't even dare to sacrifice the magic weapon. This time it can only be described as a miracle.

But it's not yet time to celebrate, there is another horse-faced monster, the same powerful and good at hand-to-hand combat, at this time chasing the withered clouds and pine clouds like chickens, fleeing everywhere.

Zheng Zheng took a deep breath, forcibly endured the pain of his whole body, picked up the three-edged stick from the beginning, and faced the horse-faced monster without hesitation.

This time the battle should be relatively easy, right? At least two masters of the late stage of the eighth layer of Jindan will help you? Zheng Zheng thought with full expectation.

When the battle broke out anew, he realized that he was thinking too simply. Although the two of them could play a little restraining on the side, after joining the battlefield, the target of the horse-faced soul monster immediately shifted to themselves, just like seeing the enemy, they were extremely red-eyed, and directly threw the two old guys away, and bombarded Zheng Zheng wildly. Before the bull head took a big axe, this time the horse face took a mace, and Zheng Zheng was beaten in a cold sweat, secretly complaining bitterly.