Meng Xinyao's mind was blank at this time, she closed her eyes in despair and struggled powerlessly. Waiting to be swept away by the strong wind, the huge thunder burned. Time ticked like water, why didn't there feel any pain? Meng Xinyao opened her eyes in confusion, and the wind head was still tirelessly summoning the strong wind. Unexpectedly, the strong wind naturally turned into nothing when it swept away near Meng Xinyao. Before the fierce lightning hit Meng Xinyao, it turned into a ray of silver light and was absorbed by the scepter.

It was not only Meng Xinyao who was surprised, but also the five poems were confused. The mist head, which had been in a decadent state, always sprayed poisonous gas slowly. Logically speaking, Meng Xinyao did not say that the poison was too deep, but his mental state should have had some impact. Unexpectedly, the poisonous fog spread to Meng Xinyao's approaching, and the scepter in his hand seemed to be summoned, and the light shone on his own, buzzing, but did not cause any harm to Meng Xinyao.

I think, I know what's going on! Meng Xinyao had something in her mind, a confident smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and made up her mind, suddenly she was refreshed, and ran wildly, using her petite figure, she cleverly turned around to the back of the five-headed monster, and climbed towards her body along the tail.

Although the five poems have divine power, their bodies are huge, and they are ultimately disadvantageous. They turn around clumsy. They twist their thick backs wildly, and their thick tails desperately hooked to their backs, trying to shake Meng Xinyao off. Meng Xinyao used the scepter as a crutch, and held it hard on the back of the five-headed monster, supporting her body to climb towards the beast's head.

The unknown is the most terrifying, and the feeling of the Five Poems at this moment is the same. Meng Xinyao's sudden change, and Wu Poems couldn't figure out her thoughts, and only had a premonition of danger approaching. God favored him, and finally Meng Xinyao successfully climbed to Wu Poems' neck, held the scepter tightly and chanted the spell silently, and attacked Fengshou with a fierce attack. Fengshou turned his head and summoned the whirlwind to block it, but could not resist the power of the Golden Scepter. The Scepter burst out with a huge golden light. With a silence, Fengshou's forehead collapsed, and the goose yellow brain spurted out. Before the sound of a whistle was released, the Fengshou immediately lowered and there was no resurrection.

Five poems were one, and the other four poems were filled with sorrow and screams throughout the sky. Meng Xinyao was hitting the iron while it was hot, and did not dare to delay. He aimed at the fire head and another blow. The fire head, which was arrogant before, was not as strong as before, and the flames also dimmed from the warm orange-red to the orange-yellow, and the fire balls ejected were much smaller than before.

Meng Xinyao won the first battle, and was greatly excited. Her petite figure jumped between the four necks. The firehead had always been irritable. How could it be tolerated that ordinary people injured their brothers, accumulated divine power, and used all their strength to fight with them. The firehead gathered huge fireballs and rushed towards Meng Xinyao's face. Meng Xinyao's mouth curled up a gorgeous smile, her eyes were radiant, and her body was lightly dodged. The fireball hit the ears of the thunder beast. The thunder beast screamed sadly and was burnt in an instant. The firehead was fooled again, and she was so angry that she smoked her mouth. The five songs had been eliminated. Meng Xinyao was even more excited, and turned to her scepter and pointed at the water head, with a crisp voice, "It's your turn!"

The next battle went as if it was arranged according to the script, and it went surprisingly smoothly. When the last giant fire-headed horned down, the huge body of the five-headed monster slammed into the water, and the situation was gone.

When the dust settled, Meng Xinyao was finally exhausted and lying on her back.

Gao Ming recovered a little physical strength and half crawled and half dragged to Meng Xinyao to approach "Xiao Meng!"

Meng Xinyao held her eyes tiredly, and smiled lightly with her lips and said, "It's over!"
Chapter completed!