Chapter 799 Yin Luo Finger Black Gold Sun
In the sky, the devil fire is boiling!
The purple Six Flame Sky Palm is like a monument in the sky, crushing the whistling feather swords in the sky.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
All the feather arrows that come into contact with the Six Flame Sky Palm shatter at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after the shattering, they seem to turn into nutrients, which actually boosts the power of the Six Flame Sky Palm.
"Although it is a magical power obtained by taking over another body, the Six Flame Sky Palm is extraordinary."
Looking at the scenes in front of him, while the Saint Feiyu made casual comments, the slash he swung finally fell at this moment.
"Whoosh, hoosh!"
In an instant, the feather swords with devil fire rising in this slash swirled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, the feather swords in the sky turned into half-moon-shaped devil fire blades in the air.
The two blades of magic fire, like black magic fire scissors, showed a tendency to strike left and right, and in the staggered intersection, they fiercely slashed on the Six Flame Heavenly Palm.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the raging flames converged from the two, and the Six Flame Heavenly Palm, which was originally unstoppable, showed shocking cracks after a brief stalemate.
"Crack!"
After a few breaths, the Six Flame Heavenly Palm, which was like a heavenly monument, was directly split into two when it was replaced by the black magic fire, and in an instant, it was torn into pieces.
When the two crossed each other, the Six Flame Heavenly Palm completely disappeared.
"This Saint Feiyu is indeed the one who can beat the Taoist Xunian of the Corpse Bone Clan and make him flee in embarrassment.
Although he was a lot more arrogant in his words, he had the capital to be proud.
Just this blow at the moment is definitely not something that an ordinary Mahayana cultivator can resist."
Looking at the scene of the Six Flame Heavenly Net Palm being broken, Lin Yi's eyes became more and more cold.
In this way, it was necessary for him to show weakness to the enemy before.
As an old monster in the underworld, it was time to kill Saint Feiyu completely after he had consumed enough mana and trump cards.
If he showed all his cultivation right at the beginning, it would be bad.
"Once this person escapes, I will not be able to live in the black tower with peace of mind."
Thinking of this, Lin Yi quickly cast a series of spells.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo!"
In an instant, the dark power of the underworld, like a tide, spread in all directions.
In just a few breaths, it had spread throughout the sky, gradually enveloping the place where Saint Feiyu was.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
During this process, dozens of giant Yin snakes rushed out from the Yinming power.
"The Yinming domain can be a world of its own. This method can be used to deal with Taoist Xunian, but it is still a little bit short of dealing with me."
Looking at the dozens of Yin snakes whistling over, Saint Feiyu glanced at the Yinming domain that was spreading continuously, and pointed forward.
In an instant, the magic fire feather blades on both sides were like flywheels, strangling the oncoming Yin snakes.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
A series of black lights flashed, and the Yin snakes were directly torn into pieces.
But in the blink of an eye, they were all cleared out.
In the end, the two magic fire feather blades turned into thousands of arc-shaped blades with a buzzing sound, and slashed directly into the Yinming domain.
Although Saint Feiyu said that he didn't care much about the Yinming Realm, the Nether Clan is the most bizarre of the seven holy clans.
The magical powers within it may not be as strong or magnificent as those of other holy clans, but all kinds of sinister means are endless.
If you don't pay attention, you may be caught in its trap and then be eroded bit by bit.
If not, they would not have gone to the Nether Star Region where the Nether Clan was located after gathering the seven major clans that day, and finally gave up attacking it because of Saint Yuyin's words.
"The Shura Clan is the most murderous, and the Nether Clan is the most bizarre, but my Huowu Clan can be ranked among the seven holy clans, so we have ways to deal with it."
Looking at the encroaching Yinming Realm, Saint Feiyu quickly cast a series of spells.
"Ang!"
The next moment, a huge Peng bird soared into the sky.
"Boom boom boom!"
The Peng bird was surrounded by a thick magic fire, like a black sun.
The bird flapped its wings, and the devil fire in the sky swept towards the encroaching Yinming Realm like a downpour.
"Puff, sizzle, sizzle!"
In an instant, the dark sky covered by the Yinming Realm began to burn violently the moment it came into contact with the devil fire, like a piece of black cloth.
Under the burning of the devil fire, the Yinming Realm, which was originally encroaching, rolled back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Swish, sswish, sswish!"
The next moment, black streams of light shot up into the sky, and the Yinming sky, which was already burned by the devil fire, began to fall apart.
Even though during this process, heavy attacks flew out from the Yinming Realm, and various strange beasts were derived to encircle and suppress it, they could not really stop it.
The latter only needed to spread its wings, and the feather blade emitting devil fire would kill it, and at the same time, it would quickly move away at an extremely fast speed.
It is simply a foolish dream to capture the Feiyu Saint Venerable who has transformed into a roc by relying solely on the Yinming Realm formed by the Yinming power.
"The Fire Crow Clan!"
Looking at the disintegrating Yin Ming sky, Ji Yi's eyes sank slightly. The moment Feiyu Shengzun roared in again, he quickly shot out a series of spells, and then pointed forward.
The speed of this finger is extremely slow.
But the moment this finger fell, the surrounding Yin Ming forces gathered one after another, causing the entire Yin Ming sky to tremble violently. For a moment, a section of the index finger condensed and formed to a degree visible to the naked eye.
"Yin Luozhi!"
A touch of fingertip is like destiny.
At this moment, the pupils of Feiyu Shengzun, who was speeding towards him, shrank suddenly, and he quickly flashed his wings and pointed towards the oncoming Yin Luo.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
In an instant, a series of demonic fire blades that could easily tear apart the space struck hard on Yin Luo's fingers.
However, just as these demonic fire blades approached the latter, they disappeared silently in ripples.
"not good."
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Feiyu Shengzun secretly thought that something was not going well, and immediately waved his wings and flew towards the rear.
However, just as he was about to leave, his pupils suddenly shrank.
The speed that was originally as fast as lightning seemed to have fallen into a quagmire at this moment, and the speed became extremely slow.
This sudden change made Feiyu Shengzun's face become more and more gloomy.
However, as a famous Mahayana monk in the three other realms, he soon discovered the reason.
At the moment when the Yin Luozhi swept in, the sky curtain formed by the power of Yin Ming was gathering together.
The space in front of him seemed to be blocked. As Yin Luo Zhi continued to move forward, this space seemed to be erased.
Feiyu Shengzun looked at it intently and saw the lines on the fingertips of the Yin Luo Finger, which were like mysterious restrictions, exuding a strong aura of Yin Death.
Almost at the moment when he sensed the clues, two balls of demonic fire rose up in the pupils of Feiyu Shengzun.
Under the influence of this demonic fire, Feiyu Shengzun saw the space around him, and at some point, there were already wisps of gray aura entangled.
These gray auras were like shackles. While restricting him, they were also constantly eroding his magic roc's appearance, imprisoning him here.
"One finger to the underworld!"
At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the front.
As these words fell, Feiyu Shengzun's expression changed, and a cold aura shrouded from the wisps of gray air.
"Kakakaka!"
In an instant, a layer of black frost appeared in the entire surrounding space at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Recall it as Ming."
As he said these words, Feiyu Shengzun saw the figure of the old monster emerging from the Netherworld in the distance.
That cold face seemed to have replaced the sky at the moment, and seemed to be the black sky at the moment, suppressing him directly.
In this suppression, Feiyu Shengzun's body sank, as if he was carrying a heaven and earth on his back, and he was unable to move.
"Three fingers are Luo!"
When he was unable to move, Feiyu Shengzun saw the oncoming Yin Luo Zhi in front of him and stopped abruptly.
The moment the finger paused, the surrounding space seemed to be solid, and slender fingerprints began to appear.
That fingerprint was clearly that of Yin Luozhi.
"Destroy!"
Almost at the moment when these things appeared in front of Feiyu Shengzun, the latter's pupils shrank, and dazzling flames began to rise around him.
However, when the demonic fire was rising, the Yin Luo Zhi in front of Fei Yu Shengzun began to shatter inch by inch.
"Kakakaka!"
Almost at the moment when Yin Luo Fingers shattered, the space where Fei Yu Shengzun was also shattered amidst the crackling sound.
"Click!"
Feiyu Shengzun looked down and saw the place where the space was shattered, and the wings of the peng bird collapsed accordingly.
"Kakaka!"
The Yin Luo Finger continued to shatter, and the cracks were like spider webs, spreading around.
At the same time, Feiyu Shengzun spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at his body in horror.
The originally flawless Peng bird's body was like a broken mirror, with cracks beginning to appear.
The cracks belonging to Yin Luozhi spread to his physical body and began to spread towards his soul.
"Old monster from the underworld!"
At this moment, a strong life-and-death crisis emerged from the bottom of his heart as Feiyu Shengzun roared.
"Bang!"
The next moment, Feiyu Shengzun's soul power suddenly ignited, and while the black magic fire boiled at this moment, streaks of golden light appeared faintly.
In this golden stream of light, the body that was originally torn apart began to recover continuously.
The cracks caused by the Yin Luo Finger continued to fade away from his body at this moment.
"Great Sun Demonic Flame!"
In an instant, a demonic roc emitting black gold fire rose into the sky, and the already broken Yin Luo Finger was immediately torn apart in the fierce impact.
"Pfft!"
In an instant, the face of the old monster from the netherworld who appeared on the dark sky and replaced the sky began to burn violently with a scream.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At the same time, the surrounding dark sky shrank with visible signs to the naked eye.
"Yin Luozhi!"
But when the Yin Ming Sky Curtain was about to completely collapse, these scattered fragments were like a tide. With a roar, they turned into Yin Luo Fingers again and roared towards Holy Lord Feiyu.
However, compared to the previous one, the current one looks more powerful, but it looks a bit extra strong.
But even so, Feiyu Shengzun did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
After all, with this finger, the Nether Old Monster also burned the power of his soul.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, the magic fire roc bird suddenly spread its wings like a black and golden sun.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The feather swords all over the sky were like sunshine, pouring towards the sweeping Yin Luozhi.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
Accompanied by rapid sounds of breaking through the air, the newly formed Yin Luo Zhi fell into pieces under the wash of the Feather Sword.
In just a blink of an eye, it completely disappeared.
At the same time, the force of these feather swords continued unabated, pouring directly towards the old monster in the netherworld.
"As long as I kill it, with the help of the black tower, I can recover in a very short time."
In an instant, countless Demonic Fire Feather Swords were like a torrent, all slashing into the rapidly shrinking Yinming Realm, clearing the latter.
Seeing this scene, Feiyu Shengzun was shocked.
"Keng!"
However, at this moment, a creepy feeling rose from the bottom of his heart again.
I saw that within the power of Yin Ming that had been broken away, a monstrous killing aura suddenly emerged from it.
"This is?"
Almost as soon as this thought emerged, Feiyu Shengzun saw a golden fairy light directly penetrate the sky-wide feather sword and nail his wings.
"This is a true magic weapon!"
With a sound of shock and anger, Feiyu Shengzun saw a dazzling sword light, slashing along the golden light.
The sword light was extremely fast, and there seemed to be countless worlds arising and dying within it, like phantoms.
But the moment the sword light fell, the overwhelming killing energy was like a volcano erupting. In just the blink of an eye, the black gold demonic fire around him was broken.
At the same time, a fierce force of the law of life and death quickly swept through his body and eroded the burning soul.
"Clang!"
"Quick, so fast!"
Faintly, Feiyu Shengzun seemed to hear the sound of a sword echoing in his ears, and his consciousness fell into darkness at this moment.
"Uh-huh!"
At the same time, in a flash, Ji Yi came to Feiyu Saint, whose body was slowly dissipating, holding the Golden Sun Immortal Mirror.
"Fortunately, the essence and blood in this person's body still exists. Although the power of the soul has begun to break, I think I can find something out of it."
As he said these words, Ji Yi quickly cast out a series of spells, collecting the essence and blood in Feiyu Shengzun's body while collecting all his scattered souls.
"Huo Wu, Shura, Blood Horn, Wood Sickle, Netherworld, and Copper Pot. Now they only need the blood essence of the Lanxue clan, and they can officially start practicing the method that the old monster Netherworld has been thinking about."
After everything was collected, Ji Yi immediately flew towards the black tower on the ground below.