A small black light spot, the surrounding molten lava was rolling randomly, as if aware of the powerful energy contained in the black light spot, the mother spirit squatting in the flames covering her left eye with both hands stood up with a roar, but saw the left side of her face.
Above, a huge bloody hole appeared ferociously in front of everyone.
In the blood hole, blood continued to flow, and countless flames steamed and burned on the mother spirit's face, just like the angry hair on the mother spirit's body, which was extremely terrifying.
"Ouch..."
A shrill scream sounded out, and the mother spirit's face was filled with anger and pain. As the mother spirit roared, the endless fire spirits around her became even more crazy.
The deputy leader stood in the void, his clothes were windless, and his old face was full of solemnity. The deputy leader silently looked at the countless fire spirits flying towards him, and suddenly raised a look of forlornness at the corner of his mouth, and then held his hand
The black light spot suddenly moved, and countless black threads flew out from the black light spot, shooting out in all directions like lightning. Wherever the black thread passed, it was like a thunder sweeping across the sky, and tens of thousands of fire spirits shattered.
The black energy was so domineering that it swept towards the surroundings with the deputy leader as the center. The black air wave was like a death sickle that harvested lives. In an instant, tens of thousands of fire spirits were wiped out before they had time to scream!
Ouch...
The roar came again, the flames around the mother spirit surged, the huge body jumped up suddenly, and the mysterious ancient mirror was filled with purple mist, as if the cage was about to trap the mother spirit to death, but the mother spirit's one eye widened, and there were sharp teeth.
The flames turned sharply and turned into countless fire snakes, surging out and actually burning the surrounding purple mist completely!
Snap... there was a crisp sound, the purple mist dispersed, and the mysterious ancient mirror in the air shattered with the sound. Ying Huo was startled, and a look of pain flashed across his face, but he grabbed a red wooden stick in his arms.
Appearing in the palm of his hand, Ying Huo immediately grasped it hard, and a green spiritual energy suddenly rose up. The red wooden strips split and turned into eight red golden armor warriors, who rushed towards the mother spirit.
The golden-armored warrior's eyes were empty, but his cultivation was extraordinary. When he turned his hand, he had several golden ancient swords in his hands. The swords were wrapped with silver dragons, and they were swung with powerful winds.
"Weaponry?" Upon seeing the golden-armored warrior, Emperor Ran Xu and others' expressions suddenly changed and they shouted in a low voice.
"Um? Weaponry?" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned his hand and a Zen light flashed through, knocking back an early stage cultivator of the Formation Alliance Emperor. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"***, no wonder Xuantian Palace failed to defeat the other sects alone. I didn't expect that he could practice such miraculous skills!" Qiu Feng dodged left and right to avoid the attacks of Huo Ling and other monks, and cursed angrily.
"What is the art of transforming weapons?" Chen Feng glanced at the eight golden-armored warriors and asked.
"It is to use the ancient spiritual tree to refine the remnant souls of other monks, then imprison the remnant souls, and then reshape their bodies. However, this evil method has been lost long ago, but I don't know how an old bastard like Ying Huo can use it!"
Qiu Feng dodged the attack with a depressed look on his face and shouted loudly.
Um? Use wood to collect remnant souls, and then drive them to attack the enemy? This is similar to spreading the beans to form an army, but if Ying Huo really had such ability, I am afraid that the formation alliance would have been destroyed long ago, and the inner domain would be dominated. I think it should be
This strange method has certain restrictions, so it cannot be used on a large scale.
But no matter what, this is a danger signal, Chen Feng thought gloomily.
The eight golden-armored warriors slashed at the mother spirit fiercely. The ancient swords glowed everywhere, and powerful sword lights surged forward.
The mother spirit's face was ferocious, and every time its hard claws caught it, it brought blazing flames, scattering the light of the sword. Even though the eight golden-armored warriors were extremely powerful, under the claws of the flame tyrant mother spirit, they could not
All we can do is resist.
The deputy alliance leader had a solemn look on his face, and while releasing waves of black air, he frantically used formations to absorb the surrounding aura of heaven and earth. In his palms, the black light spots also grew in size little by little.
The light of the golden samurai sword flashed, figures shuttled back and forth, the female spirit tiger roared repeatedly, and the heat wave continued. Ying Huo frowned, looked at the deputy leader who was still absorbing spiritual energy, and asked in a low voice: "Deputy leader, how long will it take?
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"The spiritual energy here is too thin, and it is very slow to absorb. I'm afraid if this continues, it will take at least a day to gather enough spiritual energy to destroy the mother spirit!" The deputy leader groaned and continued to absorb the spiritual energy.
"One day?" Ying Huo frowned deeply, feeling secretly worried in his heart. Although his golden-armored warrior was tough, he was no match for the mother spirit. If it really took one day, he would probably suffer heavy losses to his golden-armored warrior.
Thinking of this, Ying Huo's thoughts moved, and several pregnant spirit stones flew toward the deputy leader like lightning, and whispered: "Deputy leader, use this!"
As soon as the cold light flashed by, the deputy leader waved his sleeves and held the pregnancy spirit stone in his hand. He lowered his head and looked at it, sneering in his heart: "I didn't expect that Ying Huo could be so forbearing, possessing such extraordinary skills as transforming into weapons.
But he has no idea that if he hadn’t arrived at the Guanyin Tomb today, he wouldn’t want to use his true strength, and I’m afraid that the secrets about the art of transforming weapons would have been hidden forever!”
"Okay!" Looking at the pregnant spirit stone so close at hand, a hint of amusement flashed at the corner of the deputy leader's mouth. Immediately, with a thought, the surrounding spiritual stone shattered into pieces, and the vast spiritual energy spread out in an instant like a flash flood.
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"Collect 7e!" Sensing the abundant spiritual energy around him, the deputy leader roared angrily. The black light spot suddenly shone brightly, like a giant whale sucking water, wildly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy. Immediately, the black light spot rapidly grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the black light spots grew larger, the violent aura around them became thicker and thicker, and a terrifying coercion rose up, permeating everyone's heart.
The mother spirit seemed to be aware of the horror of the black point of view, and became more and more crazy. With every slap she made, the surrounding flames became extremely hot. In the flames, eight golden armored warriors were wrapped in the flames, and their bodies burned.
Catching the scorching flames, their skin melted bit by bit, but they still frantically attacked the huge mother spirit that was a hundred meters long.
"What a terrifying lava. I'm afraid the golden-armored warrior won't be able to hold on for long if this continues!" Ying Huo's eyes burst with fierce light. He turned back to look at the deputy leader again, but he noticed a trace of malicious intent on the deputy leader's face.
Could it be that this old guy intends to consume my magic weapon? Ying Huo thought to himself.
You must know that although the art of transforming weapons is magical, the golden-armored warriors summoned by Ying Huo are all the remnant souls of the fallen emperor. Although they are only remnant souls, their cultivation is close to that of the emperor. Naturally, such souls are extremely difficult to find, even if they are exhausted.
Despite all the manpower and material resources of Xuantian Palace, not many souls were found. And judging from the actions of the deputy leader, it was obvious that he wanted to consume his own magic weapon.
"Old man, sooner or later I'll make you look good!" Ying Huo cursed in his heart, but kept his face calm. He waved his hand towards the void, and two more red sacred trees appeared. Immediately, the sacred trees exploded, and sixteen golden-armored warriors appeared.
Appear out of thin air and quickly join the battle group.
"Where did Ying Huo get so many powerful magic weapons?" When the other monks present saw the twenty-four golden-armored warriors summoned by Ying Huo, their expressions changed drastically, because these golden-armored warriors vaguely had the cultivation of the emperor's monks.
Although it cannot be compared with the real emperor, it is almost the same!
The addition of sixteen golden-armored warriors made the already violent mother spirit restrained again. She roared and slapped the golden-armored warriors, but there were too many of them. Although she was tyrannical, she could not do anything.
Ignore the powerful damage dealt by the opponent.
The scene fell into a stalemate for a moment. The deputy leader was still leisurely absorbing the spiritual energy around him. The monks from various factions also changed from fighting madly to protecting themselves because there were too many fire spirits rushing towards them.
Even they don't have time to attack others.
With a wave of his hand, several fire spirits died miserably in the hands of Chen Feng. Chen Feng looked coldly at the monks around him who were busy caring for themselves, and then at the mother spirit who was fighting with the golden armored warrior. An intriguing cold light flashed in his eyes.
Now that the mother spirit is restraining the deputy leader and Ying Huo, they cannot take action against him. However, once the mother spirit is killed, Chen Feng wonders whether he has the strength to fight against the two of them at the same time, not to mention that there are several formation alliance and emperor monks from other sects around him.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng laughed strangely, and the three colors of flames shot out fiercely. He immediately broke through the fire spirits and rushed towards Xuantian Palace and the monks of the Formation Alliance.
"Chen Feng, how dare you?" Seeing Chen Feng's move, the deputy leader and Ying Huo almost immediately thought of what Chen Feng was going to do, but what they answered was screams.
"Dare not? I wonder what else in this world I, Chen Feng, dare not do?" Chen Feng sneered, stretched out his hand to clasp the forehead of a formation cultivator, and said solemnly.
"If you dare to take action against my formation alliance disciples, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The deputy alliance leader controlled the black ball of light and shouted angrily.
"Really? If I remember correctly, you had already wanted to kill me, during the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, right?" Chen Feng smiled even more happily, and at the same time, he exerted force with one hand, and a divine light suddenly appeared in his hand.
The monk's head exploded into pieces like a watermelon!
"Do you know?" After hearing Chen Feng's words, the deputy leader's face turned cold and he asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, I know, and I also know that during this trip to the Lost Wasteland, all other sects except me will die here!" Chen Feng smiled even more happily, but as soon as Chen Feng said this, the expressions on the other sects' faces changed.
There was a huge change, and they turned to look at the deputy leader in astonishment.
The deputy leader's pupils shrank sharply, and the black light ball in his hand shook violently for a few times. It was obvious that he was extremely uneasy. However, after a moment, the deputy leader smiled and whispered: "Little friend Chen, your joke is not funny, but you
Do you think anyone here will believe you?"
There was no joy or sadness in the voice, as if it were as calm as a lake without waves, making it impossible to hear any thoughts.
But just as the deputy leader finished speaking, a voice sounded faintly in the distance: "I believe it!"
The sound rang out, and everyone ran away after hearing the sound, but not far away, they saw Zheng Min leading many monks, speeding towards everyone...
