Exorcism

A heavy hammer like a hill hit the fire wall on the edge of the island. A gap appeared in Yang Qingyin's defense line. The ghost dragon twisted its huge body and rushed up. The fishy wind instantly enveloped the entire island.

Yang Qingyin's Five Elements Fire and Taiyin Fire hit the sea monster at the same time. The ghost dragon raised its dragon claw with its left hand to block the Taiyin Fire, and caught the Five Elements Fire with its chest. The dragon's claws turned red, and the shells on its body melted. But he did not fall, but moved forward slowly.

Yang Qingyin felt dizzy and cursed secretly in her heart. To use the lunar fire, she needed to sacrifice the blood of a Taoist priest. Normally she could bear it, but at this time, the fetus in her belly insisted on monopolizing the nutrients in her body.

The demons approached and stopped on both sides of the island, not daring to get too close. Seeing that the ghost dragon could withstand the Taoist priest's spells, they all roared in support.

The ghost dragon was actually grinning and enduring the pain, but he had always looked ferocious and terrifying. No one could tell the difference between the two expressions. Now he only had one wish, to walk the dozen steps immediately. Seize the victory that is close at hand.

With the heavy hammer raised high, it will reach its destination one step earlier than the ghost dragon.

The lunar fire went out, and Yang Qingyin couldn't hold back the fetus in her belly, so she had to change her spell and slapped the clock hard, making a loud noise. The monsters on both sides of the island fell into the sea one after another, and the ghost dragon was also shaken to the ground. He leaned back and raised the heavy hammer over his head but could not bring it down.

If this was the life-saving trick left by the founder Fang Xunmo in the Demon Suppressing Bell, Yang Qingyin felt that it was far from enough. The demon clan was only frightened and did not suffer any real harm. They quickly surrounded it again, and the ghost dragon It's still getting closer.

Yang Qingyin cast the Five Elements Fire with one hand and slapped the Demon Suppressing Bell with the other. Her heart was irritated, and she suddenly became proud and thought to herself: Liu Ding is just a talisman master, and he has no fear in the face of death. How can I not see through it? Whether the Demon Suppressing Bell has a special move or not, it will eventually be taken away by the Taoist order. If he wants to stay on the island for a long time, sooner or later he will face the attack of the demon clan alone. The so-called life and death is just a difference between one day earlier and one day later.

She thought of Mu Xingqiu, and her pride grew stronger. That guy was really desperate for his life in a fight.

Her right hand stopped beating the demon-suppressing clock and gently stroked her bulging belly, "Little thing, Taoism values ​​you so much, can you help me? Haha, it's up to me to see what I can do. As for the longevity of my life, it's up to you. Good luck."

Yang Qingyin jumped to the top of the bell. Now she could barely achieve the goal of multitasking, so she cast three five-element fires, all of which hit the ghost dragon's chest.

The sound of shells exploding continued, the ghost dragon's protection was finally broken through, and the five elements' fire burned its skin. No matter how big the monster is, it still hurts. The ghost dragon's roar increased a lot, and the snake's body twisted even more violently. Half of it was on the island, and the other half was in the water, stirring up waves several feet high.

But he refused to retreat and finally knocked down the heavy hammer in his hand.

Yang Qingyin jumped up and barely managed to avoid the heavy hammer, but her hands were still casting spells. The fireballs kept hitting the same place, adding a burning smell to the rich fishy wind.

The heavy hammer hit the Demon Suppressing Bell. This was the first time in hundreds of thousands of years that a demon weapon had touched the Wangshan Treasure. The demons on both sides immediately covered their ears. The sea monsters even dived into the water in advance to slow down the sound of the bell. impact.

But to everyone's surprise, the collision between the heavy hammer and the bell did not make an earth-shattering sound, but an extremely dull sound, as if there were layers of cloth between them.

The ghost dragon was also stunned. His roar stopped and he stared blankly at the Demon Suppressing Bell. He even forgot about the wound on his chest until the pain woke him up. Then he angrily pounced on the female Taoist priest in mid-air with his left dragon claw.

Yang Qingyin originally wanted to fly higher. Taoist priests are not good at close combat, and she is no exception. The farther the distance, the better for her. Although there are more than a dozen flying monsters circling in the sky, they all look like ordinary monsters, which is not enough. Fear, but she felt powerless. The inner alchemy refused to provide more mana for some reason, and even the five elements of fire became weaker.

Yang Qingyin was falling, her heart as a Taoist priest had long been shattered, but at this moment she was very calm, without fear or regret. She thought that she had never been a too smart Taoist priest. In the eyes of high-level Taoist priests, she was no better than the Fulu Master Liu Ding. Pretty much, Liu Ding's death was inexplicable. If she died, the Taoist priests would also find it inexplicable. They would say - Yang Qingyin didn't care what the Taoist priests would say.

The dragon's claws swept over, and the sword-like claw tips shone with cold light in the moonlight. Seawater dripped from the bumpy palms and arms, and the fishy smell became stronger. Yang Qingyin felt like vomiting when she smelled it in her nose.

The fetus in her belly seemed to have smelled the smell and reacted violently. Yang Qingyin felt unbearable abdominal pain, but did not make a sound. She just thought: Just have fun, little thing.

The ghost dragon's heavy hammer hit the Demon Suppressing Bell before it was retracted. Yang Qingyin happened to land on the hammer. At the same time, the dragon's claws also swept over, less than three feet away from her.

Yang Qingyin was about to use all her strength to launch the final blow, but the demon-suppressing bell, which was the heavy hammer of the demon tribe, finally struck.

A bolt of lightning shot out diagonally from the bell body. It was silent, very short-lived, and not violent. It flashed suddenly and was only a few feet long. The clumsy-eyed monsters didn't even notice it. Those who saw it thought it was a heavy bolt. Lightning generated by the friction between the hammer and the Demonic Bell.

Therefore, all monsters, no matter they were in the air, on the ground, at sea or under the sea, could not understand the next scene: lightning cut off the ghost dragon's left claw.

The huge dragon claw fell right in front of Yang Qingyin's eyes, the cold light was still there, but there was no threat at all.

The incident happened suddenly. The ghost dragon didn't even feel that the dragon's claw was gone. The broken arm continued to sweep past the female Taoist priest. The blood came like a storm. Yang Qingyin was also surprised, but he did not lose his reaction and immediately cast a spell to block the blood. Yu, suddenly found that his inner elixir was useful again.

The next moment, the ghost dragon was finally awakened by the pain. He looked at the dragon claws on the ground in surprise, and then at his broken wrist. He released the heavy hammer with his right hand and jumped up suddenly. His body, which was several feet tall, was surprisingly agile, flying in the air. , the giant monster let out a shrill scream, which was even more deafening than the bell ringing just now. Then he turned over, fell into the sea, and never appeared again.

But the battle is not over yet. There are still more than two thousand monsters left on both sides of the island. The moment when the dragon claws were cut off happened too fast. Yang Qingyin was saved in time, but there was also a disadvantage. Most of the monsters didn't know what happened. What happened was that the strong fighting spirit in their hearts could not be turned around for a while. They did not escape, but slowly closed together. If the dragon's claws were not placed on the ground, they would have rushed up in a rush.

The fetus calmed down a little, and Yang Qingyin was so painful that she broke into a thin layer of sweat, but she remained calm. When she spoke, her voice was as arrogant as a Taoist disciple, "What are you waiting for? The demon clan I have seen is not as brave as you." Small."

A demon clan shouted: "We want the Demon Suppressing Bell, just leave."

Immediately, another demon clan spoke, "The fetus must also be kept. Taoism attaches so much importance to him. He will definitely be a disaster to the demon clan when he grows up."

There is no unified command among the monsters. Dozens of tribes work independently with different goals and quarrel with each other. However, other monster tribes have landed on the island and are slowly approaching. Their eyes never leave the dragon claw on the ground, as if it will jump up and attack. Like them.

Yang Qingyin took a deep breath. The fetus became restless again and the pain increased. She stopped casting spells and gave up the inner elixir entirely.

She could feel the inner alchemy spinning rapidly, but the mana generated did not enter her meridians. "Will I have to rely on the little thing in my belly to protect me when I finally arrive?" She found it incredible, but it was natural.

The monsters at the front had already entered within ten steps. They had been careful not to use any magic. They wanted to rely on their numerical advantage to seize the bell in one fell swoop.

There were still some monsters on the sea arguing about whether to kill the fetus. A topless sea monster was the first to notice the abnormality and pointed to the sky, "The sky has changed. It's really strange. I was fine just now."

The monsters raised their heads and looked around. Indeed, the night sky that had been bright with moonlight and sparse stars a moment ago had been obscured by a layer of dark clouds at some point. Lightning in the clouds was dancing like a group of snakes, but there was no sound of thunder.

The longer he looked at it, the weirder the scene became.

The dark clouds were lowering, and it didn't seem to be moving very fast, but soon the demons felt the heaviness of the dark clouds.

The monsters who had already entered within ten steps began to retreat step by step. Some magicians wanted to test it with magic, but they could not use any magic power. They were even more frightened in their hearts. They slowly became shorter, wishing that there was a hole in the ground that they could crawl into. Go in.

Yang Qingyin rubbed her abdomen with one hand, and pinched the Dao Fire Jue with the other hand at shoulder level, not to cast a spell, but to make her more tolerant of pain. She tried her best to calm down, not looking at the monsters in front of her or the dark clouds above her head. No matter what, she had to trust the fetus in her belly. Even if she had doubts, she had to suppress them for the time being.

Lightning fell like fire rain, covering the sea more than ten miles south of the island, far beyond the area occupied by more than two thousand monsters, but lightning wanted to show its power and anger in this excessive way of venting.

More than half of the monsters didn't even try to escape. Their bodies were tightly gripped by despair and fear, and they didn't obey orders at all. A small number of monsters plunged into the sea, but their lives were only prolonged for a moment.

There was almost no gap between lightning and lightning, passing through the demon clan's body and piercing deeply into the sea. The seawater parted to both sides, revealing a giant sea pit with a depth of a hundred feet.

The lightning continued, even though the screams had disappeared, and even though the monster corpses were floating all over the sea, swarms of lightning were still striking the deep sea.

Yang Qingyin felt a strong anger that did not belong to her rise in her body. It was fierce and unstoppable, and was stronger than all the natural fires and magical fires she had ever seen.

"What on earth am I pregnant with?" Yang Qingyin was so painful that she almost lost consciousness, but she felt proud of being a mother in her heart.