Fu Changsheng pondered for a moment.
With a flick of his sleeve,
the Cloud Ring Purple Immortal Tower floated before him.
As he sent a technique into the tower, the second floor's gate instantly opened, revealing the Little Cyan Snake, which had already started shedding its skin, while the Spirit-devouring Insect clung to the Blood Demon Sword, devouring the Demonic Qi.
The Demonic Qi on the Blood Demon Sword seemed to have weakened a bit compared to before.
The black color of the Spirit-devouring Insect's compound eyes had become even more intense, resembling a piece of treasure.
With a thought,
he urged the Spirit-devouring Insect to detach from the Blood Demon Sword.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The Spirit-devouring Insect was enjoying its meal, clearly displeased by the interruption from its master, but it obediently emerged:
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
