Netherworld Immortal

Both Yin Feng and Luo Yu are sword cultivators. The pair of ancient bronze swords they hold in their hands are called "Chujiao" and "Qinglin". There is a ray of dragon soul power.

The "Wind and Rain Dual Pole Transformation" jointly performed by the two of them is a move in the sword field. The sword intent is aroused, and the dragon soul power hidden on the two swords is instantly aroused.

The bursting sword moves, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, the sword will transform into a stormy dragon.

Coupled with the blessing of the Liuji Illusory Killing Formation, this move is even more powerful than before, aiming to defeat Lin Badi and the red blood flag in his hand.

Brother Lin, who had always been calm, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes when faced with such a fierce ultimate move.

If he put down the battle flag and dodges himself, there is still a possibility of evading this ultimate move, but the red blood army formation will inevitably collapse, and the defeat will be certain.

Right now, not only the safety of the three brothers and Mo Ling in front of them, but also the lives of hundreds of villagers in Wangyou Valley behind them are tied to the outcome of this battle.

The days of fighting with the red blood flag in the past flashed back.

On the battlefield, the fluttering red color is the demeanor stained with blood, and it is the undefeated banner of the Scarlet Blood Legion. It has never fallen, never retreated, and has never been stained with dust.

Lin Badi followed the general's gold and iron horse all his life, and the red flag was stained with blood, and he was victorious in every battle.

This time, even if the general is not around, the glory of the red blood flag must not be dusted in his hands.

What's more, for the will of the general, to protect the lives of many people behind him, even if their bodies are smashed to pieces, and they die, this battle must not be defeated!

This is the only belief in Lin Badi's mind at this time.

He forcibly stimulated the power of the real elixir in his body, and there were faint cracks on the surface of the chestnut-sized golden elixir in Dantian Zifu.

The aroused coercion poured down like a flood, and thousands of brilliant red rays of light appeared on his body. His original old face seemed to return to his youth, vigorous and powerful, just like the god of war came into the world.

The fighting-minded Eighth Brother Lin roared: "Great General! Eighth Brother Lin is here, and the Red Blood Army Flag is here!"

Its voice was as loud and clear as a battle song, filling the entire void in an instant, echoing for a long time.

The sound quickly spread to the center of Wangyou Valley.

Standing in place, the tall Blood Soul Monument seemed to resonate with it, trembling with a hum, and a streak of blood dripped on the surface.Then, a dazzling red light curtain was projected.

A tall, handsome, mighty general in red armor was clearly visible in the light curtain, holding a military flag.This warrior held his head high and held his flag high, as if shouting: "Come on!"

After a while, these lights and shadows disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the Red Blood Battle Flag fluttered above Lin Badi's head, as if he had heard the call of the old general.

In the next moment, the fire breathes and transforms into a dragon!

The huge fire dragon, which is more than ten feet tall, raised its head and roared into the sky, breathing out the fire of the world, and charged towards the dragon of the storm transformed by the "wind and rain bipolar change" on the opposite side.

This fire dragon is the soul of the army on the Red Blood Battle Banner. Although it is far from being as powerful as it was in its heyday, it still has the potential to look down on the world.

"Boom!"

The fire dragon and the storm dragon collided. On one side was the burning power that was blessed with the power of the beacon fire realm, and on the other was the power to break wasteland injected with the power of killing arrays. The two divine powers refused to give in to each other, entangled and biting , rubbing out a series of dazzling silver arcs.

Accompanied by the sound of dragon chant one after another, tearing flames, splashing raindrops, and turbulent winds, covering the sky and the sun, shaking the black and white, it seems like a natural disaster has come to the world.

In the end, the two powers were evenly matched, and the dragon disappeared, leaving only the hot and shivering void.

The third wave of attack from Youjie Sangong was finally blocked.

At this moment, Eighth Brother Lin was kneeling on the ground with one knee, his face was as white as paper, and he was sweating like rain.His right hand holding the flagpole trembled slightly, but he still held it tightly.He just summoned the soul of the military flag, which made him seriously overdraw his body, and he no longer has enough mana output to support the formation.

The flames sprayed from the military flag decreased a lot, the Beacon Fire Realm showed signs of weakening, and the Phantom Fire Warrior became blurred.

"Village Chief!" The butcher Lao Ruan, the Orion Dali and the blacksmith Sledgehammer saw it in their eyes, and they were anxious in their hearts, and they all expressed concern in unison.

"It doesn't matter, everyone hold your ground." Lin Badi's tone was still extremely firm, showing the demeanor of a veteran.

At this moment, a palm rested on Badi Lin's shoulder, it was Mo Ling dressed in black.Mo Ling didn't say much, and mobilized mana to help Lin Badi recover his skills.

The force that entered the body was extremely huge, faintly exceeding the limit of Lin Badi's original realm, and then quickly fell back to a stable range that Lin Badi could accept.

With the help of Moling, the beacon fire realm gradually stabilized again.

Brother Lin was secretly startled, he didn't expect that the skill of this moth was far superior to his own.Could it be that he is a cultivator in the soul realm?Or maybe this moth is a body transformed into a ghost?The body of the underworld is a characteristic of the Ming people, and only the Ming people can not be cursed under the black sun.

"You? Are you from the Ming clan?" Thinking of this, Brother Lin quickly asked.

"Old village chief, don't worry, I'm also from You Clan, but my physique is a bit special, and I have nothing to do with the underworld." Mo Ling explained.

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Yin Feng and Luo Yu couldn't believe it when they saw that their nirvana was blocked by a cultivator of the real alchemy realm.

According to past experience, with the blessing of the "Six Extremes Illusory Killing Formation", the power of "Wind and Rain Double Extreme Transformation" can even defeat the soul skills of ordinary Yuan Soul Realm monks.

There was a soft sound of "cang", and the two put the sword back into the sword box behind them at the same time.This move is powerful, and the load on the body is also very large.At this time, the meridians in the two of them were burning like fire, and they were sore all over, and they couldn't activate their killing moves at all.

Yin Feng and Luo Yu simply stood at the same place, and then sat cross-legged facing each other, with their palms intersected, performing the technique of adjusting yin and yang to speed up the recovery of the body.

Although the "Six Extremes Illusory Killing Formation" is powerful, it requires the six people in the formation to keep a certain distance, and to continuously output a certain amount of mana to maintain the operation of the formation.Moreover, the blessing power of this formation also has an upper limit, and it cannot provide the blessing power needed by six people to launch extreme moves at the same time.This is also the reason why the six members of Youjie Sangong chose to launch three attacks in pairs.

At this moment, Yin Feng and Luo Yu focused on recovering their skills and could not move.In this way, most of the burden of maintaining the operation of the formation fell on the other four, and they had no energy left to launch the powerful attack before.

Huansha, Huanli, Xingbao, and Xinghu wanted to charge directly, but because the red blood army on the opposite side hadn't dissipated, they didn't dare to attack rashly for a while, so they could only stay where they were and try their best to maintain their six poles The existence of phantom killing array.

For a while, the two sides returned to the original confrontation.Both sides strive to restore combat power in the fastest time, and it is better to strike first.

Time seemed to have stood still, they stared at each other, eyes full of killing intent and tension.

Sure enough, Yin Feng and Luo Yu on the side of the Three Palaces in Youjie took the lead in recovering a little half of their body, and they both stood up.

"How is it?" Yin Feng asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Luo Yu replied.

"Hey, these people on the opposite side really have some skills, but the end is also a dead end." After seeing Yin Feng and Luo Yu standing up, Huansha said proudly.

"What are you waiting for? Formation blessing!" Xingbao said loudly.

Afterwards, the six of them each stabilized their positions and activated the secret technique. Most of the blessing power of the Illusory Killing Formation recovered in an instant, and the released soul power field dyed the surroundings in a bleak white, ruthless white.

This time, it was also Magic Sand and Magic Gravel that attacked first.

I saw the two of them standing side by side, using the staff in their hands as a pen, and gestured with one end in the void, and quickly outlined a strange rune that was shining with golden light and was about the size of Zhang Xu.

Immediately afterwards, the rune shot straight into the ground.

All of a sudden, the ground where the runes fell seemed to be alive and rolled violently, and sand waves more than ten feet high spewed out.

"Phantom Sand Art - Sand Beast Overlord!"

The sand waves condensed into a unicorn cat face, with a fat and round body, and a huge sand beast with a long tail appeared behind it.

The sand beast breathed out a gust of wind, wagging its tail, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the wind and sand blew up.

"Ow—"

With a terrifying beast roar, the cat-faced sand beast swooped towards the opposite side.

The other Xingbao and Xinghu stood behind Huansha and Huanli, holding Xinghui swords, ready to go.

The Qing Feng in the sword box behind Yin Feng and Luo Yu has also been unsheathed, spinning and buzzing in the mid-air in front of them.

The three-hit combo like before is about to reappear.

But at this time, the eighth brothers of Lin who were facing each other, except Mo Ling, the other four were powerless to fight back.

At the moment of crisis, Mo Ling's figure flashed again, standing in front of several people.He was dressed in black without any wind, and there was no expression on his gray face, and his indifferent eyes were only empty and mysterious, without the slightest fear.

At this moment, a powerful wave of spiritual power came from afar.

"Xiaoxian is here!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw three figures galloping towards him in the distance.

One of them came riding the wind with wings of fire on his back. It was Xu Yang.

Behind him were Guigu Zan and Guigu Changyang.Guigu Zan activated the ghost escape technique, erratic like the wind, and a phantom was thrown behind him.Guigu Changyang exerted his unique power of the monster pool, and a large gray monster mist rolled under his feet, driving the fog.

Xu Yang was the first to come to the front, and he straightened his figure, without needing to say much, he could see the current situation clearly at a glance.

Without stopping for a moment, the power of the Suzaku flame spirit, the power of the Golden Crow Buddha flame spirit and the power of the runner flame spirit in the body were activated, and circles of golden, red, and earth-gold flame spirit domains were released around the body.

"Shackles of the Flame Spirit!"

Flipping the palms, the three-color aura flashed in the palms, and the gold, red, and earth-gold three flame shackles flew out.

"Clatter!" With a sound, the shackles of the flame spirit bound the cat-faced sand beast that rushed over firmly.Then it tightened suddenly, the sand beast bent its limbs, and lay down on the ground with a thud, unable to move forward any more.

Xu Yang single-fingered a little in the air, above the shackles of the flame spirit, an earthy golden light flashed, and a ghost baby with two horns, a round head and a round brain, with a golden scorpion tail behind it, emerged.It is the body of the wheel flame spirit.

Turning Wheel Flame Spirit saw the huge sand beast, and grinned at the corner of its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, in a half-smile.Then, with a sharp spin, it got into the belly of the sand beast strangely.

"Ugh-"

Hearing the Sand Beast's wail, its originally shining eyes became hollow and dark, and its dangling long tail suddenly lost its strength, and fell to the ground with a slap.

Immediately, the huge body of the sand beast collapsed and turned into a hill-like pile of sand.

"puff!"

A puff of dust was raised on the sand pile, and the Wheel Flame Spirit got out of it.It seemed to be chewing something in its mouth.Its throat bulged, it swallowed, and then patted its stomach with satisfaction.

Huansha and Huanli on the opposite side saw this, as if they had lost some treasure, and exclaimed at the same time: "Oh!"

It turned out that the "Sand Beast King" they summoned was not a real ghost.It was a ray of very high-level sand beast souls from the underworld sacrificed by the two of them, which was injected into the sandstorm and transformed.

Don't look at it as just a wisp of soul, but it is a priceless treasure.The two have always been regarded as the treasure at the bottom of the box, and they are never used lightly.Unexpectedly, it was swallowed by the wheel flame spirit released by Xu Yang.

The Flame Runner was born from the Holy Flame of the Wheel, and is the king of the earth-type spiritual flames, who is born to restrain the earth-type strange spirits.