Chapter 704: The Primal Demon Spins

Facing the murderous aura of Xu Yang and others, the purple-robed man put his hands behind his back, and his face under the wide brim of his hat was shrouded in a cloud of purple air, so that people could not see his eyes. He was like a beast hidden in the shadows, with murderous intent hidden.

There was no extra sound, and no strong pressure was released, but a circle of faint purple light shield was emitted from the body of the purple-robed man, and circles of purple magic runes could be vaguely seen spinning on the surface of the light shield.

The purple-robed man's overly calm reaction made Xu Yang and others dare not take action easily.

"Are you playing tricks?" Seeing this, Xu Yang immediately probed his spiritual sense.

The next moment, an almost transparent dragon shape emerged from Xu Yang's crown, and pounced on the opposite side with its fangs and claws. It was the technique of spiritual consciousness transformation after borrowing the spiritual consciousness of the dark scales.

Spiritual consciousness is a powerful manifestation of the spiritual power of the caster, and it can also be said to be a special kind of soul power fluctuation. Those who can transform spiritual consciousness must have extremely strong spiritual power and soul power.

A strange scene appeared.

The "dragon-shaped" consciousness released by Xu Yang touched the purple light shield outside the purple robed man, and the purple magic runes on the surface of the purple light shield immediately spun rapidly. The dragon-shaped consciousness was forced to spin, and was swallowed up like a mud cow entering the sea.

Xu Yang only felt a "buzz" in his head, as if he was hit by a hammer. But just a moment later, Xu Yang's mind regained clarity.

"Fortunately, I practiced the dolphin brain splitting technique and converged the consciousness in time, otherwise the consciousness alone was swallowed up, most of which was the result of damage to the sea of ​​consciousness." Xu Yang was still frightened.

"It is a magic spinning technique unique to the demon clan, which can absorb the opponent's consciousness. Everyone must be careful." Xu Yang immediately reminded loudly.

Liu Haiyu and others on the side heard this and did not dare to use the consciousness technique rashly.

Xu Yang thought in his heart: "Compared with the time in Donghai, the Shadow Lord today is less domineering, but more restrained and mysterious. Judging from the strength shown by the Shadow Lord before, his cultivation is at least above the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he can completely take the initiative with his powerful combat power. At this moment, he is blocking his consciousness and not showing any sound. Could it be that he is not yet able to exert his original powerful strength? Or is he deliberately letting us underestimate the enemy and then taking the opportunity to perform a killing move?"

The most taboo thing for cultivators to fight is that their consciousness is blocked by the opponent. Without information from the opponent, both attack and defense will be very passive.

Xu Yang and others each held a weapon, secretly urging their bodies, waiting for the best time to attack.

At this moment, the voice of "Qing Xiaoyu" came from the "Ruoshui Sword" in Zhan Yunfei's hand: "As I expected, this demon lord deliberately concealed the magic pressure, but the magic fluctuations he exuded could not deceive me. His magic power is only 20% of that a thousand years ago. As for the reason, it is unknown."

When Minglin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, heard it, his black eyes lit up, and his claws popped out like a sharp blade out of its sheath, and he shouted at the same time: "What are you waiting for? Everyone, work together and tear this guy to pieces."

The nerves of the crowd were as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, and they were touched by Minglin's shouting, and the arrow was on the string, ready to go.

Everyone acted together.

The Buddha's spiritual veins in Xu Yang's body were running at full speed, and the power of the Golden Crow Buddha's flame spirit was instantly blessed on the Golden Wing Flying Knife in his hand.

With a whoosh, a large ball of golden flames ignited on the surface of the Golden Wing Flying Knife. The shape of the flame was a golden crow with its head raised and wings flapping, golden feathers and long tail, and three feet stepping on fire.

On the surface of the Golden Crow Flame, there are circles of golden Sanskrit characters that keep flowing, exuding the solemn and precious appearance unique to Buddhism.

"Flying knife skill Golden Crow Buddha Fire!"

"Wow"

Accompanied by a shocking cry, the Golden Crow Fire, which is ten feet in size, swept through the air. With its wings spread, a hundred feet away was only a moment.

Looking carefully, there is a line of cold light hidden in the sharp beak of the Golden Crow Fire, which is the sharpness of the Golden Wing Flying Knife.

The power of the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit is incomparable under the stimulation of the Buddha's spiritual vein in Xu Yang's body, and it matches the Golden Wing Flying Knife perfectly.

The flying knife is the Golden Crow, and the Golden Crow is the flying knife.

Liu Haiyu, who is beside Xu Yang, fully raised his true essence, and with his magic power, a series of slender water lines were stirred up on the Ruoshui Sword in his hand, emitting a shining azure color, and there are hundreds of them.

And in each slender water line, it seems to be a surging river hidden, making a rumbling sound.

In the tumbling water line, a green fish with a smooth surface and slender body outlined by green light was happy in the water. It was the sword spirit transformed by the green fish on the Ruoshui Sword.

The Ruoshui Sword was originally a top-grade Taoist sword with water attributes, which complemented Liu Haiyu's water attribute body. And the Ruoshui Sword had long been sacrificed and refined by Liu Haiyu into a life-defining Taoist sword, so it was naturally handy to use it. Now, with the sword spirit transformed by the former Zhongyuan Continent's No. 1 sword cultivator "Green Fish Roe", the Ruoshui Sword has already reached the level of Xuantian Lingbao.

Swordsmanship Green Fish Transforms into a Dragon!

Suddenly, the green fish jumped over the dragon gate, and the sword light turned into a hundred-foot green dragon, flying down. The sword intent was divine, stirring the world.

Zhan Yunfei on the other side had also made a move.

Zhan Yunfei pointed the Bingpo Sword in his hand at the purple-robed man opposite.

He used his unique Ice Soul Body, and his white robe was covered with snow. His long white hair melted into the snow, and his sword was three thousand feet long.

Zhan Yunfei's strongest attack method was the Saint Bow "Qimu", but he had just used the "Qimu" bow when he defeated the purple devil egg not long ago. Although the Qimu bow had an extremely strong attack power, it also consumed a lot of power and time to activate it. With Zhan Yunfei's current cultivation, it was not enough to activate the "Qimu" bow continuously in a short period of time.

At this moment, clusters of ice-white cold air emerged from the surface of the Ice Soul Sword in his hand. The cold air was flying, like snow flying on thousands of mountains. His entire surroundings were dyed with the color of ice and snow, which was his unique Ice Soul Soul Domain.

Similarly, Zhan Yunfei was also a powerful sword cultivator. Unlike Liu Haiyu, he cultivated the way of ice and snow.

"Sword Art Snow Flying Dragon!"

The snow rolled and condensed into a stream. On the surface of the hundred-foot white stream, clear white dragon scales suddenly appeared, and the dragon head, dragon horn, dragon claws and dragon tail gradually became clear.

In an instant, the hundred-foot snow dragon stirred the Xuanhuang, but it carried an extremely powerful sword intent.

For a moment, the white snow was like a blade, and the flying dragon was like a god.

"Do it!" Master Li said loudly with a strange light golden light flashing in his eyes. At the same time, the Burial Spirit Treasure Mirror in his hand was unfolded.

On the ancient scroll, the four golden characters of "Burial Spirit Treasure Mirror" shone brightly, and golden ghost energy flew around the ancient scroll, making a hissing sound.

"Ghost Escape Ghost Spirit Spear!"

As the words fell, a golden light spurted out from the Burial Spirit Treasure Mirror, which turned out to be a golden spear transformed by the power of ghost spirits.

The golden spear was about ten feet long, and countless ghost spirit bodies were flying on its surface.

With a buzz, the golden ghost spirit spear broke through the air and aimed directly at the purple-robed man opposite.

Although the ghost spirit spear technique was not the most powerful move that Master Li had, it was the fastest attack technique. Master Li also knew in his heart that with his current cultivation, he was still far behind the three peerless geniuses Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and Zhan Yunfei, and the fastest means of attack might be the most effective.

At this time, Ning Lin'er also launched the technique.

But unlike others, Ning Lin'er's technique was not an attack technique.

The skills that Ning Lin'er practiced were originally based on healing and assistance. She was not good at powerful attacking skills.

Ning Lin'er pinched the magic formula, and the spiritual pressure leaked out. Her long light blue hair was like a green willow branch dancing in the wind.

Her ten slender fingers pinched nimbly, like a woman playing the piano. The white feather sky silk on her shoulder flew in front of her, interweaving back and forth, and white light flowed, like the shadow of falling water, like the light of stars.

Without stopping for a moment, Ning Lin'er gathered a breath of her original essence from the purple mansion space in her dantian. With a whoosh, it blew on the white feather sky silk in front of her.

In an instant, the surface of the white feather sky silk was shining with thousands of white light clouds, and the white feather patterns "embroidered" on the surface of the white feather sky silk flew up and down like living things. At the same time, countless white feather light and shadows flew non-stop.

Suddenly, the phantom of a white phoenix bird loomed with the white feather sky silk as the center.

"White feather totem, Tianling as matchmaker, divine bird Bailuan, with a clear appearance... descend!" Ning Lin'er silently recited the secret formula in her heart.

"Secret Tianling Bailuan!"

"Whew!"

A divine bird's cry broke through the sky, and with a bright light, Baiyu Tianling turned into a white phoenix with a body of a hundred feet.

Phoenix crown and white feathers, long neck and tail, sharp claws and beak, flapping wings, lifting the light of the stars in the sky.

The appearance of the divine bird is so stunning.

Looking closely, this white phoenix divine bird is not a real divine bird summoned from another world, but it already has seven points of the appearance and three points of the divine bird.

But the eyes of the white phoenix divine bird lit up, and its wings spread, and countless white feathers flew out, instantly connecting into a huge circular light shield in the surrounding void.

On the surface of the light shield, a series of distant feather runes flowed continuously, which seemed to be a very sophisticated barrier.

White feather barrier!

Under the barrier, Ning Lin'er was holding a white silk ribbon and dancing gracefully.

"Soul Skill Blue Bird Dance!"

Her slender waist swayed, graceful and elegant. The snow-white long silk danced lightly in the air, changing into circles of graceful arcs, sometimes like waves turning back, sometimes like white clouds gently spreading. It seemed to be transformed into the legendary blue bird, as beautiful as a picture.

Circles of faint, white spiritual power continued to flow out with the rhythm of Lin'er's dance, faintly revealing a faint fragrance, like the elegant fragrance of plum blossoms blooming in the snow, and soon filled the large area where everyone was.

The fragrance was like the nose, and Xu Yang and others suddenly felt that their bodies were unobstructed, and the power of the rituals they sacrificed was even higher.

This is exactly the ritual that Ning Lin'er is good at, the soul power auxiliary technique, which can instantly increase the attack power of teammates.

The next moment, everyone's attack came as promised.

The demon general "Batu" behind the purple-robed man saw this and couldn't help but look horrified.

"The combined attack of these people on the opposite side is so powerful. We can't let them hurt the Lord Demon at all." Thinking in his heart, the demon general Batu did not dare to attack on his own.

He knew that the Lord Demon did not let him attack before, and he would not let him attack now.

Seeing this, the purple-robed man did not retreat or avoid, but stretched out one hand forward.

"You are still far away from attacking me." The purple-robed man said coldly.

After the words fell, he opened his five fingers to make a tiger claw shape, and a group of purple magic vortex spun in his palm. On the surface of the magic vortex, purple arcs ran wildly, and thunderous sounds came from it.

"Magic power Yuanmo vortex!"

In an instant, the magic vortex in the palm of the purple-robed man whistled out, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant of ten feet, stretching in front of him.

On the surface of the magic vortex, clusters of purple demon runes jumped like purple spirit fish.

Suddenly, a shadow of a demon beast appeared on the surface of the purple demon vortex. This beast had a single horn on its head, a face like a dragon, a body like a snake, and was covered with purple scales.

The next moment, Xu Yang and others' moves landed on the purple demon vortex.