"Woo woo woo——"
Lu Changsheng and the Golden-winged Heavenly Peng pierced through the sky into the Ninth Heavenly Gang Wind Layer, only stopping after fleeing for hundreds of miles.
The violent airflow from all directions slammed against his body like a tempest, howling with ghostly wails and wolf cries.
There were also black tornado columns tinged with thunderous glimmers sweeping toward him, which he scattered directly with his body covered in amethyst dragon scales, divine and demonic.
This place belongs to the high position of the Ninth Heavenly Gang Wind Layer.
The fierce storm and thunder were so intense that ordinary Core Formation cultivators would be torn to pieces upon arrival.
However, for Lu Changsheng at this moment, he didn't even need to use magical treasures; he could ignore all the gang wind currents with just his physical body.
"I overdid it this time."
Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and exhaled long, clearly feeling the severe strain his body was under.
