True Immortal of the Netherworld

The golden mink "Pan Tao" relied on his instinctive talent to conjure the light of the Nine Netherworlds, carrying nine ghost heads from hell, targeting the weak points of the golden light barrier and biting them.

The golden light barrier cast by the Three Phase Dharma Bell suddenly became unstable. The runes that originally ran in an orderly manner on the surface of the barrier began to scurry around like fish thrown into a hot pot.

At the same time, the Arowana Three-Phase Dharma Bell hanging high in the air made a harsh buzzing sound and kept shaking.

Upon seeing this, the golden-armored general Boluo, who was casting a spell, immediately sent a message to the other two golden-armored generals: "No, it should be that the formation traction point in the magic bell has been discovered. Once it is destroyed, it will not be able to guide accurately. The light and shadow of the golden arowana will attack in an orderly manner. When the power of the arowana caused by the magic weapon goes wild, I am afraid that the magic bell itself will be overwhelmed. "

"What should we do? Are we going to give up halfway after all this effort? We just used the enchantment technique to introduce the power of the psychic beast into the magic weapon. Not only will it damage the lifespan of the psychic beast itself, but also our lifespan. It will also be lost along with it," Huofa Wuyan said unwillingly.

"Yeah, yeah!" the Hulan monster on the side screamed, his face trembling like a pig's head thrown on the chopping board. As the less powerful of the three, he was obviously under greater pressure at this time.

Although Hulan screamed to cheer herself up, a drum was beating in her heart.

"My God, if this continues, the magic bell will be out of control and the power of the magic weapon will go wild. It will not be as simple as losing life span. It may be backfired by the magic weapon and the realm may fall. These two lunatics, every time I play with them, but this time it’s really a big deal.”

Hu Lan thought like this, with a wandering look in his eyes, and the spells he played one after another were no longer firm. Every time the spells seemed to have lost their souls, they strayed far away and did not fall on the bell at all.

Instead, the Dharma bell high in the sky shook even more violently.

"Don't panic, everyone. It's so difficult for us to control the magic weapon. Xu Yang and Guigu Changyang in the magic bell barrier are even more sad. If we persist a little longer, they will be wiped out." Jinjia General Boluo reminded loudly.

While shouting, the magic formula in his hand moved more violently. Rays of golden light shot out from the fingertips and landed accurately on the Dharma Bell.

Seeing this, the other Wu Yan and Hu Lan had no choice but to bite the bullet and activate the magic formula together. After all, this fight was so unusual that even the Emperor of the East China Sea took action personally. Naturally, the three generals did not dare to neglect it.

The three golden-armored generals did not hesitate to waste their lifespan and worked hard to activate the three-phase bell. For a time, the instability of the Dharma Bell improved slightly.

In the golden light barrier below the Three Phase Dharma Bell.

Golden Mink Pantao has tried its best, the little beast roared, and golden arcs of electricity bounced off its body. Obviously, controlling the Nine Nether Ghost Head to forcefully bite the golden light barrier is quite exhausting. After all, these nine ghost heads originally liked and were good at devouring thunder and lightning objects. This is like a person who likes to be vegetarian. If he is forced to eat meat, he will not be able to eat too much.

Seeing this, Xu Yang immediately sent a message: "Brother Guigu, my little beast can only do this. If we attack together now, we should be 50% sure."

"This is already a gratifying performance. From now on, it's up to you and me." Gui Gu Changyang responded loudly.

After saying that, Guigu Changyang raised his head and looked up into the sky. His blue-gray eyes were slightly narrowed, like the endless Dead Sea, and a pair of sharp horns raised high above his head were shrouded in gray demonic mist. Revealing the unruly spirit and determination of a peak swordsman.

Immediately, Guigu Changyang first retracted the demon sword into the scabbard, and then threw the sword and sheath high into the air.

"coming."

Gui Gu Changyang shouted loudly and created the Rain Shape Technique with both hands.

A cloud of gray water vapor was seen rising from his body, and began to spin like a gray storm. And his body quickly submerged in it.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Astonishingly, his body turned into a whirling gray rain dragon, jumped up and submerged into the demon knife high in the sky.

The world-shattering demon sword hovers in mid-air, and the human sword merges into one, standing tall against the sky and the earth.

The next moment, a roar of scale dragon came out from the scabbard. It seems like it comes from the remote ancient times, desolate and full of domineering.

"warehouse!"

With a clear sound, the demon sword was unsheathed.

"Demon skill—Rain Demon Blade!"

The light of the sword was like lightning, suddenly it was a hundred feet high, the meaning of the sword transformed into shape, and the scaly dragon flew up.

Gray eyes, gray scales, gray horns, gray demon power fluctuations... the rain demon reappears.

It's a rain demon, and it's also a blade.

Guigu Changyang merged his body and blade into one, and used his most powerful killing move.

The demon knife falls and the world collapses.

When the rain demon arrives, the gods and ghosts retreat.

The legendary power of the ancient gray-scaled dragon reappears.

The gray-scaled dragon, which was a hundred feet long, was writhing up and down, its mouth angrily and its claws sharp. And every inch of its 100-foot body is made of blades, which are extremely sharp.

The light and shadow of the golden arowana that descended exploded one after another as soon as they touched the gray scale dragon. Even the damaged golden light was strangled and shattered by the power of the blade, leaving no trace.

But the higher it rises, the greater the resistance from the golden light barrier, and the light and shadow of the golden arowana flying down are like thousands of chariots, one after another. For a moment, the two were in a stalemate dozens of feet away from the entrance of the Dharma Bell.

"Xu Xiaoxian is here too."

At this moment, Xu Yang was heard shouting.

He flipped his wrist, a golden light flashed in his palm, and the Four Fantasy Long Stick was tightly held in his palm. On the four-magnitude long stick, which is about ten feet long, purple and gold light flows, gorgeous and dazzling.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang stretched out his fingertips and tapped the four magic sticks four times.

At the same time, in Xu Yang’s Zifu space.

The Chakravartin with bat wings on its back shook the hook-shaped scorpion tail behind it, and its grinning mouth revealed four sharp tiger teeth. Immediately afterwards, the bat wings spread out from behind and turned into a streak of earth-golden fireworks and disappeared from the place.

The Golden Crow Buddha's flame spirit transformed into one with Sanskrit written on its surface. A dazzling golden fire appeared around the golden Buddha bead, and a three-legged Golden Crow appeared.

The blue water flame spirit still looks like a round-headed spirit dolphin. It shakes its tail and sets off blue flames like a storm.

The black crystal-like scales on the surface of the black scale dragon ball rustled, and in a blink of an eye, the black head, tail and sharp claws stretched out.

Earth gold, gold, blue, and black, the four colors of spiritual light fell on the four magic long sticks one after another with Xu Yang's fingering.

At this time, Xu Yang was wearing a Suzaku armor, with blazing fire breath rolling around his body. Behind him, a phantom of the Suzaku divine bird with its head raised and wings spread suddenly appeared. It was A'Zhu's power blessing. The whole person is like a flame god general.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang grasped one end of the Sihuan long stick with both hands, rounded it with both hands, and his body violently spun on the spot like a top.

Hoo ho ho!

The stick wind roared, and the friction against the void was extremely hot, setting off circles of strong wind.

"The Dark Scale Flame Spirit Breaks!"

In the next moment, the Four Fantasy Long Sticks were already out of his hands.

"Ouch!"

With a roar from the sky, the four phantom long sticks suddenly rose hundreds of feet, covered with scales, and transformed into the true form of the black-scaled dragon Ming Lin. Its entire body is like ink crystal, covered with pieces of pitch-black and shiny scales, as if it is covered in black crystal armor.

On the surface of the black scale dragon's body, there are three wisps of earth-gold, gold, and blue flames that are coiling around, as if they are blessed by auspicious aura. The black-scaled dragon Minglin, who was originally an ancient evildoer, looked more like a divine dragon at this moment.

Ming Lin, an ancient dragon-shaped monster.

The Chakravartin Flame Spirit, the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit, and the Blue Flame Spirit are all the kings of Flame Spirits.

The Four Magic Long Stick itself combines the power of blue crystal essence and Mount Tai's golden essence, and is absolutely extraordinary.

Only Xu Yang can knead these powerful forces together and unleash them.

"Boom boom boom!"

The black scales roared, and the world trembled.

The flame spirit burns, and the black and yellow colors are burnt.

The magic stick is strong and has a Mount Tai posture.

What a great word for "shuang".

Guigu Changyang and Xu Yang gathered together with their big moves and defeated the countless golden arowana lights and shadows that emerged from the mouth of the bell. The power of the moves gradually approached the body of the Three-Phase Dharma Bell.

Twenty feet, ten feet, five feet...

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

The power of the double-scaled dragon has already collided with the edge of the bell hanging in the sky.

Suddenly, the Arowana Three-Phase Dharma Bell began to shake extremely unsteadily.

The magic weapon, which was originally a combination of three fragments, began to show traces of the union of the three fragments on its surface. As the golden thread flashed, thousands of golden thunder suddenly appeared and cut through the void. Uncontrolled spiritual pressure poured out like a flood from a dam.

The three golden-armored generals could see clearly.

I originally thought that if I gave it a go, Xu Yang and others would be strangled in the golden light barrier. But the scene in front of them made the three golden-armored generals, who had experienced hundreds of battles and had dominated the East China Sea for hundreds of years, also have to be afraid.

"No, their attacks have already begun to impact the body of the Dharma Bell! The Dharma Bell is originally a trinity. If they were forcibly separated during the operation, the consequences would be disastrous." Golden Armor General Boluo exclaimed.

"This, this, if the Dharma Bell is destroyed in this manner, I'm afraid everything within hundreds of miles will be reduced to ashes." Huofa Wuyan stammered. Wu Yan, who has always been good at controlling fire, couldn't help but reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead as he spoke. He had always liked heat, but now he felt a little too hot and couldn't bear it.

The remaining golden-armored general Hu Lan could only open his mouth and was speechless. At this moment, he was already embarrassed to carry out the heavy burden of the magic weapon, and then he saw that Xu Yang and Guigu Changyang were about to overturn the three-phase magic bell. He cursed in his heart: "Are you really going to lose my life this time? I can't afford it."

Elsewhere, the Emperor of the East China Sea and the girl in green, who were fighting inextricably, also noticed something strange about the magic weapon in the sky. But the two are also entangled in the key point of the fight. If they don't stop at the same time, the person behind them will be severely injured.

The Emperor of the East China Sea frowned and said: "Fairy in green, can we stop now? If this magic weapon is detonated, innocent people may be harmed."

The Emperor of the East China Sea is confident that with his own strength, he can avoid the disaster caused by the explosion of the magic weapon. But what he was most worried about was the several princes who had just been transferred to the boat on the shore, especially the safety of the eighth prince, whom he was most concerned about.

The girl in green glanced at the precarious Dharma Bell high in the sky, and was worried about the safety of Xu Yang and others covered by it. He replied loudly: "Let your three stupid men stop first."

At this moment, the expedition fleet consisting of thirty warships staying on the shore was retreating rapidly under the command of Vice Admiral Mo Chen. For the safety of the newly rescued princes and the fleet, Mo Chen decisively made the best decision.

"Protect the princes, turn the ship around quickly, reduce losses, and retreat at full speed." Mo Chen shouted, waving the command flag in his hand and giving the order to retreat.

The Qingshui people who had been watching the battle on the warship were even more anxious at this time and shouted: "Row the boat quickly, row the boat quickly, the Dharma bell in the sky is going to explode."

While shouting, he curled up in his long-sleeved toga and hid behind the "Blood Monk", and hid the exposed corners of his clothes with his hands.

With the blood monk as a shield, Qingshui was a little comforted. He patted the "blood monk" who was already a puppet on the shoulder and said: "Brother monk, you are stronger. If we escape this time, I will give you more at worst." Repair it and get a brand new red cassock."