Chapter 0541 Black Feather
It was dark, and the spirit monsters and ordinary monsters in the camp gathered together again, putting aside their past grudges and guarding the demon statue together.
A circular area was marked out in the southeast corner of the camp, half inside the camp and half outside the camp, as a fighting field. The rules were simple: being killed or leaving the circle was considered a loss.
King Jin entered the field early, flew a circle in the air, and then stopped in the camp. His four hooves were shining brightly, and his long brocade tail was even more colorful, like a firework that never went out.
The spirit monsters cheered loudly.
Yang Qingyin waited for a while before flying to the field. Lao Chuan shouted behind her: "The Black Phoenix God is elusive, you have to be careful!"
Yang Qingyin flew to King Jin on the sword, holding the sword in her left hand, with a huge silver soul shoulder armor tied to her forearm, "You should transform into a human form and use the magic armor to protect yourself."
"I don't need it." King Jin said coldly, and all the fighting spirit in his heart was aroused. He not only had to defeat the foreign enemy, but also the female Taoist priest, who was more important to him.
"It's up to you, but if I become the demon king, the first thing I will do is to require all spirit demons to keep their human form from now on. I think it's unfair to talk to a group of horses, sheep, birds, etc. every day."
"Why is it unfair?"
"You have too few expressions, like wearing masks, I can't guess what you are thinking."
Two puffs of smoke came out of King Jin's nostrils, "Whoever is the king has the final say."
The opponent flew over from the opposite side. The demon king of Zhanmo Mountain, Feizu, spread his cloak and entered the venue like a giant bat, staring at the shoulder armor on Yang Qingyin's arm, "That's a demon thing."
"Wait until you win, it's yours. What about the black phoenix? Isn't he going to wait until the clouds cover the stars and the moon?"
"The black phoenix is here." Feizu opened his arms, holding a thin and long bone stick in his right hand, which was taller than him, and holding a fist-sized skull in his left hand, "Let's start."
A wall of fire more than ten feet high suddenly rose from the edge of the circle with a diameter of more than one mile. This was a boundary that had been drawn long ago. If you go out, you will lose. Half of the circle inside the camp was red fire of the five elements, and half of the circle outside the camp was green demon fire. As soon as the two kinds of fire rose, they began to fight for territory and devour and bite each other.
The fire wall was very thin, and the demons outside could see the situation inside. They all roared loudly to cheer for their own fighters.
King Jin swung his four hooves and rushed towards Fei Zu on the opposite side. Red spirit demon fire spewed out of his nostrils, like two spears running side by side.
Fei Zu stretched out his left arm, and the small skull on his palm suddenly opened two rows of teeth, stretched out a thin tongue more than three feet long, and wrapped the two fire spears. At the same time, he waved the bone staff in his right hand, and a series of green fluorescent lights shot out from the head of the staff. It didn't fly fast, but slowly surrounded King Jin.
This was the first time that Yang Qingyin had a fair fight with the demons, but in the end, she didn't even see one of her opponents.
The black phoenix had entered the venue, but it had never revealed its true form.
Yang Qingyin did not rush to besiege Fei Zu with King Jin, but flew high into the sky, and soon surpassed the fire wall of more than ten feet. With her right hand, she pinched the magic formula and cast a group of bright fireballs, illuminating the entire venue as if it were daytime.
Two hundred feet, this was the height agreed upon before the fight, and the Black Phoenix must be below this height.
All the demons inside and outside the camp cheered loudly. They have a natural love for fighting. As long as the magic is wonderful, whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is worthy of praise.
Yang Qingyin still did not find the trace of the Black Phoenix, but the audience at the feet of the golem had already admired her. Lao Zhuang was one of them. "I didn't expect her to be so powerful. She usually hides her abilities. I thought she was just an unlucky demon. Now it seems that she can be the demon queen."
"She has been wearing a Taoist robe. Can't you see?" said a half-demon.
"I'm not blind, of course I can see it." Lao Zhuang said viciously, "There are also Taoists who look like demons, for example..." He remembered Mu Xingqiu who had fought with him in the mud and water, and shook his head sadly, "She took the demon pill, so she became a demon."
Old Tan Yang had been staring at King Jin, and then he interrupted, "Before today, she looked a bit like a demon, but since she woke up after sleeping for a day and a night, she doesn't look like a demon anymore. Look at her now, she is clearly Taoist Pangshan."
Lao Zhuang and the ordinary demons didn't care. Among the several groups of demons, they were the weakest group, so they were very happy to have a strong leader. After all, Yang Qingyin was a human they knew and had a little understanding of. In their eyes, she didn't look like a Taoist at all.
"Keep an eye on the demon heart, don't let it be stolen." Old Tan Yang was more mature, and reminded the flying spirits in the team. They stood on the shoulders of the golem and saw more about the fight, and were about to forget their duties.
Inside the fire wall, King Jin and Fei Zu circled each other more than a hundred steps apart, their magic entangled with each other, and there was no winner for a while. The green fluorescence became more and more, almost filling the space below ten feet. Further up, there were many fireballs emitted by Yang Qingyin. They slowly descended, and the brightness lasted for a long time, illuminating the sky of more than a hundred feet, but there was still only one female Taoist flying around.
"What is the origin of the Black Phoenix? Why do you care so much?" asked Old Tanyang.
The old Zhuang and other monsters looked at each other, and no one could give an answer.
Yang Qingyin had raised similar questions a long time ago, but few monsters had really seen the Black Phoenix. There were only many absurd rumors, such as the Black Phoenix had 999 special black feathers, each of which could transform into the appearance of the Black Phoenix, with the same strength and invincibility. There was also the reason why the Black Phoenix was unwilling to be the Giant Monster King because he did not want to show his face.
Yang Qingyin didn't believe it at all, because a few years ago she had seen Shen Jixian, the head of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan, defeat the Twin Shadow Technique of the Black Phoenix in Duanliu City. The Black Phoenix dropped a feather and didn't dare to show up.
Yang Qingyin was only at the Canxia realm, and her strength was certainly far inferior to that of the head of the Five Elements Department, but she believed that as long as she forced out the Black Phoenix's true body, she would have a chance of winning.
Like Mu Xingqiu, she also believed in action. Since she was surrounded and didn't want to surrender or hand over the golem, she could only fight.
When it was about to rise to 150 feet, the Black Phoenix still didn't show up, but the black feather appeared. It floated in the air, like an unmanned boat floating on the rippling water.
Yang Qingyin threw a ball of fire without hesitation. Unlike ordinary Taoists, after reaching the Canxia realm, she didn't spend time learning new types of Five Elements spells, but specialized in fire spells. There was no special reason, she just liked fire.
The black feather spun quickly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a big bird, named Black Phoenix. This bird didn't look like a phoenix at all, but more like an eagle, except that its tail was completely different, dragging more than a dozen long black feathers, but they were not straight, but curved like a snake, as ethereal as smoke, blending into the night, and it was impossible to tell how long they were.
A few tail feathers blocked the fireball, and a few others swung silently at Yang Qingyin.
Yang Qingyin noticed it, but she didn't dodge, nor did she immediately distance herself like an ordinary Taoist priest, but flew straight to the twin shadows of Black Phoenix.
The tail feathers hit the huge demon shoulder armor. As Yang Qingyin expected, the armor made by the demon clan with silver soul was very powerful, enough to block the magic. She could hardly feel the impact and continued to fly towards the twin shadows, firing fireballs non-stop.
The demon clan thought that Taoist priests liked to attack with magic at a long distance, but Yang Qingyin had to do the opposite. She had seen a Taoist priest who was good at this style of play, and often won.
Yang Qingyin didn't distract herself to think about who this Taoist priest was.
The Black Phoenix twins were obviously a little surprised. They hesitated between fighting and avoiding. Yang Qingyin had already flown to the bird's back and fired a fireball at the eagle-like bird's head.
With a bang, the bird's head was gone, and the remaining huge bird body quickly shrank and turned into a black feather, staggering to the ground.
Cheers rang out again inside and outside the camp.
Yang Qingyin grabbed the black feather. She didn't believe the legend of 999 feathers. If the Black Phoenix really had so many monsters to use, it should have created a bunch of twins for fighting, instead of just one at a time.
The feather was slightly warm. It was obedient when it was first caught in the hand, but soon became restless and struggled.
A dark cloud wrapped Yang Qingyin, so fast that it seemed that it was just black in front of her eyes.
The feather turned into a black snake, wrapped around Yang Qingyin's palm, quickly grew longer, and coiled up along her arm.
Yang Qingyin sent out three balls of fire, but as soon as the fireballs appeared, they were sucked away by the dark clouds around them. Yang Qingyin remained calm in the face of danger and immediately summoned the copper bell, copper mirror and other magic tools. For a moment, the bells rang and the mirrors shone. Even the monsters watching from a distance changed their faces.
The dark clouds retreated several feet, and the black snake stood up and swayed violently, its tongue flickering, trying to break free from the arm.
Yang Qingyin held on tighter. She didn't know how much she was like the Taoist priest she no longer cared about. Few Taoist disciples dared to rush to the monsters, and even fewer dared to catch the monsters without checking the magic tools.
Mu Xingqiu dared, and Yang Qingyin dared too.
She raised her left arm, the magic armor protected her body, and this time she wanted to kill the monster with the magic sword.
The black snake changed again. Right in front of Yang Qingyin, it turned into a woman with black hair, black clothes, and black eyes. Yang Qingyin held her right wrist tightly in her hand.
It turned out that the black phoenix was a female demon.
"Whoever sees me will die." The black eyes stared at the enemy.
Yang Qingyin's heart was slightly shocked, and suddenly she found that her body could not move, the sword could not swing, and the magic was also blocked.
Hei Huang grabbed Yang Qingyin's wrist with his backhand, "There is a reason why Taoist priests don't get close to the demon clan, idiot."
"Are you so sure that I am just a Taoist priest? Fool."
Yang Qingyin suddenly said this, and then a short and unfamiliar memory entered her mind. Before she could think clearly, the magic sword in her hand changed, quickly lost the shape of the sword, and turned into a dry palm.
Hei Huang's hand loosened, but still couldn't break free from Yang Qingyin's grasp. She recognized this palm and screamed: "Laojun Demon Palm! This is Laojun Demon Palm! How come it is in your hand?"
"Go ask the Dragon Demon." Yang Qingyin saw a scene from the unfamiliar memory: the Dragon Demon replaced the magic sword with the Laojun Demon Palm.
She didn't know why.
Yang Qingyin was not very good at using magic weapons, but she didn't need to think too much. Laojun Demon Claw had already known her intention and made a move on its own. The five fingers shook, the withered arm stretched out, and grabbed the black phoenix.
"I admit defeat, the demon statue is yours." Black Phoenix no longer hesitated and didn't want to resist. She was scared to death of Laojun Demon Claw.
The magic hand stopped moving, and Black Phoenix suddenly understood something, "You have completed the transformation into a demon? You are a demon now!"