the old man with the white pointed hat put away his green-winged flying snake. He and Lu Xiaoteng flew swiftly across the ground. In the words of the old man with the white pointed hat, this was more...The puppet bird simply floated behind him, its wings spread. 。When the wings beat, ripples like water waves appear in the air, rippling outward layer by layer. 。Behind him, phantom birds of wood appeared one after another, swooping towards the opened womb of the Yin Demon Sword and directly facing the halberd wielded by the blue-armored old demon. 。... A wooden bird phantom dissipated with a hum. The momentum of the Fang Tian Hua Ji halberd faltered, albeit briefly. However, a wave of overlapping bird phantoms followed relentlessly. 。Although Fang Tianhua's spear attacks were fierce, they became increasingly trapped within these illusory bird shadows. 。It's like stepping into quicksand, unable to extricate oneself. 。m for Lu Xia Tian. Up to now, Lu Xia Tian had used Soul Swallowing and Spirit Fusion to devour the spiritual cores of over a hundred thousand demon beasts within his body. For such a mere demonic beas...