Chapter 982: Deserted Mountain Transformed
Ye Chunyang was silent for a while after listening to Master Wuxin's message. After a moment, he said without changing his expression: "What the master said is acceptable to Ye. Ye can also assist you in casting spells, but it is absolutely impossible to ask Ye to lend his natal flying sword at this time." It’s impossible, my sword must be controlled by me personally.”
When these words came out, Luo Wuji and others looked surprised. They didn't know what Master Wuxin said to Ye Chunyang. It seemed that the two of them had reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Mo Ruyan also looked suspicious. She also had a deal with Ye Chunyang, so she would only help him fight against the Wu Taoists in the underground passage. At the moment, he had another agreement with Master Wuxin, so it was best not to affect his plan.
She wanted to remind Ye Chunyang, but after thinking about it, she finally remained silent. The most urgent task now was to join forces to stop the demon generals, and Ye Chunyang's flying sword did have the effect of restraining the demonic energy, which was a big trump card for them.
Master Wuxin's eyes flashed a few times after hearing Ye Chunyang's words, as if he was weighing something, and then nodded and said: "Okay, since fellow Taoist Ye said so, I won't force it. When I and the others cast spells later, Fellow Taoists just need to help.”
Ye Chunyang nodded silently and said no more.
While watching several people discussing in low voices, the Demon Realm God raised the corner of his mouth slightly with disdain, not caring about their cooperation at all.
However, it seemed that most of his patience had been worn away. He glanced at the ferocious demonic eyes and said coldly: "Even if you have the Golden Zen Staff and the Sky Fire Wood Flying Sword, you can deal with me with your cultivation." General? But I have no interest in spending time with you anymore, so I’ll send you back to the west as soon as possible!”
After saying this, the demon suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and a large demonic cloud rose up.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. When they looked up, they saw a series of extremely cold black wind knives shooting out from the magic cloud, sweeping across the sky and the earth with an overwhelming force, making a cutting sound of tearing eardrums wherever they went.
Ye Chunyang's heart trembled. The Immortal Golden Body Technique and the Green Dragon Demon Transformation Talisman were activated at the same time. The whole body was covered with a green gold luster, and the muscles and bones of the whole body were as if they were made of gold and iron, and the defense power suddenly increased several times.
But he still underestimated the power of these wind knives. Covered by the demonic clouds in the sky, he felt a sharp pain like dismemberment, and the defensive light on his body became dimmed under the attack of these knives.
Ye Chunyang's heart was gloomy. The Immortal Golden Body Technique had reached its limit, and the Qinglong Demon Transformation Talisman had been activated several times. His spiritual power was no longer as good as before. He didn't know how long he could sustain it at this rate. At this moment, he truly realized the horror of the late Nascent Soul stage.
His expression flickered. Although he had discussed some conditions with Master Wuxin before, this so-called cooperation was dispensable. If it was really impossible, he would not wait to die here.
Besides, it is no longer a question of whether he wants to leave, but whether the devil will let him go.
On the other side, several mid-stage Nascent Soul masters such as Mo Ruyan and Master Wuxin also raised their treasures, and their whole bodies lit up with lights of various colors.
In comparison, the defense of the four of them was much stronger than that of Ye Chunyang, but the magical power of the Demon Realm God General was far beyond their expectation. Although they could barely hold on at this moment, they could not hold on for long.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, release your flying sword, I and others will help you!"
Master Wuxin suddenly shouted.
Ye Chunyang's face was slightly condensed, and a stream of spiritual energy was sprayed out from his mouth. Eighty-one flying swords rose in the wind, and then connected with the magic formula, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into thousands of sword lights and struck towards the demonic cloud in mid-air.
Master Wu Xin and Mo Ruyan seemed to have a tacit understanding when they saw this scene. They each made a spell to urge the curse. The spell entered the sword formation like a sudden storm. The power of the swords immediately increased sharply, and bursts of crimson fire continued to spray out. out.
There was a crackling sound, and green smoke rose in the air. With the combined efforts of several people, the Great Thousand Sword Formation gradually split the demonic cloud with gratifying force, and the wind knives inside retracted one by one.
"Huh?"
The Demon World God General was a little surprised when he saw this scene. He couldn't believe that several people could really compete with his magical powers. However, he did not show the slightest trace of nervousness. He raised his magic hand and waved it gently. Suddenly, the magic wind surged, and waves of cold whirlpools rolled up around him, directly sucking part of Ye Chunyang's flying sword into it.
Feeling that the flying sword lost contact, Ye Chunyang's complexion changed slightly, and activated the original scripture. Ye Xiaobao escaped into the air with an invisible body, holding the Cirrus Cloud Flag in his hand and waved fiercely at the whirlpool.
There was a roaring wind in the sky and the earth, and the dark clouds filled the air more violently. Some of the flying swords trapped in the whirlpool of the devil wind finally broke free, and after several circles, they flew back to Ye Chunyang. But at this time, the spiritual energy in these swords was dim. Although they were not invaded by demonic energy, their spiritual energy seemed to be greatly damaged.
"The light of fireflies also wants to compete with the sun and the moon. This god will send you to hell today!" A deep roar came, and the figure of the devil general in the void rose several feet tall, with a cloud of magic mist in his mouth. Keep squirting.
At the same time, he held his hands in the air, and the two demonic clouds turned into two giant knives as black as ink and appeared in his hands.
With a gentle wave of his hand, a wave of demonic energy surged from the giant sword, and it suddenly rolled back towards the five people.
This note is not comparable to the Wind Sword just now. Judging from the magic power of the demon wielding the giant sword, this object turned out to be a natal demon treasure that he personally cultivated. Its power is almost only inferior to the Tongtian Lingbao. At this moment, it has just The mountain was shattered as soon as it was sacrificed, and half of the sky was covered with demonic energy as if dyed with ink, falling into darkness.
"Master Wuxin, release the Golden Zen Staff quickly!"
Under such a powerful attack, even Mo Ruyan's expression changed drastically. After sending a message to Master Wuxin, she waved her fragrant sleeves, and several silver-white talismans appeared in front of her, and she chanted a spell.
These talismans were all extremely powerful spiritual talismans. Once activated, they immediately drew all the spiritual energy within a radius of ten miles, turning it into a thick layer of defense around her body.
Luo Wuji and Feng Rou were also in a panic under the cover of the giant knife. They stepped back a few steps before they could cast a spell to barely resist.
Master Wuxin saw this and knew that the situation was critical. He immediately turned his head and said to Ye Chunyang, "Friend Ye, I still need your flying sword to cover me before I can cast a spell to activate the Golden Zen Staff."
"Master, don't worry, I will do my best."
Ye Chunyang thought for a while, put away some of the flying swords that had damaged their spiritual power, and the rest flew up one by one, and quickly coiled up under the slash of the giant knife.
On the surface, Ye Chunyang activated the sword formation, but secretly communicated with the Brahma Golden Lotus. With this demon's cultivation, if he really wanted to survive in his hands, there was probably nothing that could compete with him except the Tongtian Lingbao.
However, the Brahma Golden Lotus was his biggest hidden trump card. He would never show it to outsiders unless it was absolutely necessary. Now he had to see whether Master Wuxin's Golden Zen Staff could deal with this demon.
While he was thinking in his heart, Master Wuxin shook his wrist, and the Golden Zen Staff's aura rose steadily in a burst of Buddha's light, releasing an extremely majestic spiritual pressure. Then Master Wuxin drew a line with his fingertips, and a drop of blood shot towards the staff.
With a humming sound, the Golden Zen Staff suddenly increased several times, and countless Sanskrit characters flashed wildly from it. Then, with a "whoosh", it flew quickly towards the demon god in the air.
"You don't know your own strength."
The god looked at him sideways, not taking the flying golden Zen staff seriously at all. He sneered and suddenly swung his hand, slashing the huge sword into the air.
A loud rumbling sound was heard, and a magic light of dozens of feet in size cut through the sky and instantly slashed on the golden Zen staff. The flying swords of Ye Chunyang that were used as a cover were immediately repelled by this demonic power, and only two lights, one gold and one black, were left in the air, intertwining and fighting.
After a while, the magic light increased several times, and pressed hard against the golden Zen staff. Suddenly, there was a sizzling sound, and large bursts of black and gold sparks shot out from the air, flying towards the surroundings fiercely. Wherever they went, the earth cracked and the mountains and forests were destroyed.
"Fellow Taoists, please help me cast a spell!"
Under the huge pressure, Master Wuxin's face turned pale, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood, and hurriedly sent a message to Mo Ruyan and others.
Seeing this, Ye Chunyang could not help but tighten the space jade gourd around his neck. The Brahma Golden Holy Lotus inside was ready to move, and Xiaobao was also waiting beside him seriously.
Mo Ruyan and the other two did not dare to neglect it. They cast spells towards the Golden Zen Staff one after another. The dimmed Buddha light gradually grew again under the joint efforts of everyone.
"Hmph, the Golden Zen Staff is indeed a good treasure. If you were stronger, I might still be afraid of it. Unfortunately, you guys want to deal with me. You should go back and practice for another thousand years!"
The demon world general laughed wildly, crossed his two huge swords across his chest, and slashed at the Golden Zen Staff again.
In an instant, the sky was dark, and almost half of Xuanhuang Mountain was shrouded in the magic cloud, making the sun and the moon lose their luster.
Ye Chunyang's heart trembled. This was the most dangerous and fiercest fight he had experienced since he entered the Nascent Soul stage. The magic power of this demon god was no weaker than that of the ancient demon who escaped from the Demon Palace. At that time, the old blind man appeared to stop him. I am afraid he will not be so lucky today.
However, Ye Chunyang is no longer the little Jindan cultivator. With his current means, even if he cannot fight this demon, he is at least 70% sure to escape.
Suddenly, a loud sound of landslides and cracks spread, as if the aftermath of the fierce fight between the two sides triggered some kind of restriction. The entire Xuanhuang Mountain made a rumbling sound, and then the sky and the earth turned around. The mountain, which was originally upside down in the deep sea, slowly turned around, restored the top of the mountain to face up, and floated faintly above the sea.
"What's going on!"
The sudden change not only shocked the monks, but also made the demon god look uncertain. In the change of Xuanhuang Mountain, his demonic energy was retracted into his body in an instant, and he temporarily lost the power to attack the Golden Zen Staff, and the staff flew back to Master Wuxin at the same time.
At this moment, a five-color glow spurted out from the bottom of the mountain, and a huge yin-yang fish pattern appeared in the void. Including the demon god, everyone felt an unparalleled pressure.
"That is..."
The demon looked up at the five-color glow, and suddenly his face changed. Then he seemed to think of something, and laughed excitedly. He didn't care about fighting with everyone at all, and fled directly to the glow at full speed.