Black air stirred, and Zhang Ling's figure was revealed, also staring coldly at this person. The only difference from before was that he was now wearing a strange black and gray armor, with a layer of free-flowing black light covering his entire body.
He looked like a general on the battlefield.
This armor was the Saint Demon Armor secret technique that he had recently successfully cultivated by combining the true demon energy with his own energy and blood, as well as the parasitic vines on his body.
With a turn of his gaze, Zhang Ling clearly saw that the golden light that had broken through several layers of protection on his body was actually an irregular piece of iron.
"As expected, it's this thing," he sighed inwardly. He felt familiar with the White Tiger illusory image that this object had manifested earlier. Now it seemed to be the same as the White Tiger demon spirit he had encountered before.
It seemed to be a fragment of the same spiritual treasure.
However, the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) seemed to be able to unleash the power of this fragment. The attack just now almost cost him his life.
With a thought, Zhang Ling's head emitted a great chill, and a huge black ice ball fell from the sky, smashing towards the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator).
The Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) snorted coldly, transforming into a stream of glazed light, instantly retreating more than ten zhang(丈: a unit of length) to avoid this attack.
Immediately afterwards, seven streaks of green light quickly slashed at this person. At the same time, the ten or so high-level puppets that he had not had time to control also released various attacks.
But they didn't do much damage and were easily dodged by the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator).
The seven streaks of green light were Zhang Ling's seven flying swords. He had not had time to recall them since this person's sneak attack, his counterattack with his divine soul, and this person breaking through his defenses.
Scanning with his divine sense, Zhang Ling also discovered that one of the two blood shadows that had attacked Ning Daoyou(道友: fellow Taoist) and Jade Fairy had succeeded.
That Ning Daoyou(道友: fellow Taoist) was now only left with a white nascent soul the size of an inch.
Earlier, a scarlet giant wolf suddenly appeared from the ground and ambushed Ning Daoyou(道友: fellow Taoist). Although Zhang Ling warned him, it was too late.
Ning Daoyou(道友: fellow Taoist) quickly flew upwards but was swallowed by the giant wolf in one gulp.
Fortunately, this person was quite decisive and immediately used his means to escape with his nascent soul.
Ning Daoyou's(道友: fellow Taoist) current nascent soul was attached to his black flying sword, constantly using teleportation techniques to avoid being devoured by the scarlet wolf demon.
The situation was extremely unfavorable.
Jade Fairy's situation was slightly better. Although this woman was also ambushed, she didn't seem to be seriously injured. She was currently attacking the scarlet Flood Dragon that had ambushed her together with the original female demon.
On the contrary, she even had a slight advantage.
At this moment, after easily blocking another wave of attacks from Zhang Ling's many puppets, the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) quickly pointed at the scarlet giant wolf and the scarlet Flood Dragon, seemingly intending to recall these two demon spirits.
Most of this person's body had already been restored, leaving only his legs still vaguely in a state of blood mist.
While attacking, Zhang Ling complained inwardly. "Could it be that his divine soul attack didn't have much effect?"
In fact, the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) aura was indeed affected to some extent, with the blood energy on his body decreasing by twenty to thirty percent.
But it didn't seem to have much of an impact.
With a thought, Zhang Ling contacted Blue Sparrow again. Blue Sparrow had said earlier that she had a way to seriously injure this person, but she hadn't made a move yet. Could it be that she wasn't ready yet?
However, when fighting such a strong enemy, Zhang Ling felt that he couldn't hold on any longer if he continued to delay.
But at this moment, an unexpected situation occurred again.
A muffled sound suddenly came from the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) body. The sound wasn't loud, but this person's face changed drastically, and he roared out of character.
"Ah, Gold-Devouring Beast, you зверюга dare to rebel against me."
Immediately afterwards, strange cooing sounds suddenly came from all directions, and the entire space vibrated violently.
This sudden situation stunned everyone. They didn't know what was happening.
Golden-white spiritual light strangely lit up on the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) re-condensed body.
This layer of spiritual light became more and more dazzling, looking like a protective aura.
However, it was constantly suppressing the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator), and on the contrary, it had a tendency to restrain this person.
The blood energy on the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) body stirred as he quickly resisted this layer of spiritual light. At the same time, he threw out the demon beast statue.
Saying "threw out" wasn't accurate; it was more like discarding this object.
It could be seen that countless crack-like marks had appeared on the statue, and wisps of golden-white light emanated from it.
They quickly gathered into a round, golden-white demon beast illusory image. The cooing sound came from the illusory image's mouth.
At the same time, countless blood-colored runes were released from the statue, quickly sticking to the demon beast illusory image, seemingly wanting to restrain this demon beast.
However, the demon beast illusory image completely ignored these runes, and the entire illusory image quickly expanded.
With each breath, it swelled to a size of twenty to thirty zhang(丈: a unit of length), occupying a lot of space.
"You зверюга, you actually want to self-detonate your demon soul!" The Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) waved his hands and quickly formed hand seals, seemingly planning to use some secret technique.
Zhang Ling sprayed a ball of essence blood onto the bronze ancient lamp in his hand, reigniting it. Staring at the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator), a glint flashed in his eyes, and he mobilized his divine soul power, using the Soul Shocking Thorn again.
With a scream, the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) was severely injured and trembled all over. The blood evil energy on his body was in a state of collapse.
Zhang Ling's face naturally didn't look good either, turning pale. Using the Soul Shocking Thorn twice in a row was a great burden on him.
He used another divine soul attack because Blue Sparrow suddenly transmitted a message, asking him to assist in the attack.
Taking advantage of the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) divine soul shaking.
It seemed that the demon beast illusory image that was about to self-detonate didn't self-detonate. Instead, it opened a virtual mouth and inhaled with all its might. Immediately, a terrifying strong wind appeared in this space.
The entire space vibrated even more violently, and countless golden streamers and specks of white light were swept into its mouth like a tidal wave.
Zhang Ling and the others almost couldn't maintain their figures under this terrifying suction and quickly defended themselves.
Fortunately, this suction came and went quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After swallowing these spiritual lights, the demon beast illusory image became more solid. Then, it opened its mouth and spewed out a fierce golden gale.
The wind pressure swept around, and the whistling sound of the wind filled the ears. The entire space was as if it were in the eye of a storm.
The golden gale wasn't ordinary wind pressure. The white light spots mixed in it had a strong impact force. They were like countless metal particles hitting the body, constantly making clanging sounds.
Zhang Ling and the others had experienced this kind of golden group of wind several times before. But now, the surrounding wind pressure was several times more violent than before, forcing them to defend with all their strength.
Being in it, golden streamers could be seen everywhere, as if in a dream.
The yellow umbrella on Zhang Ling's body rotated rapidly, releasing a thick yellow light curtain that covered himself and Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle).
Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle) spewed out cold air, forming a thick layer of ice wall outside his body. The white light spots in the wind group hit it, and cracks were constantly being made in the ice wall.
But Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle) quickly repaired it.
Fortunately, this golden wind also came and went quickly. After a breath or two, the wind pressure dissipated. The space became golden, with golden streamers and white particles floating everywhere.
Scanning with his divine sense, Zhang Ling discovered that Jade Fairy, the round-faced female demon, and Ning Daoyou's(道友: fellow Taoist) nascent soul had all disappeared.
Only he and Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle) were still standing in place.
With a loud bang, a dazzling light erupted from the location where the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) had been standing.
It could be seen that a huge golden-white silk cocoon occupied half of the space. It looked about a hundred zhang(丈: a unit of length) in size. Inside, it was wrapped a strange blood mist.
The blood mist was constantly hitting inside, trying to break through the silk cocoon and escape to the outside. This group of blood mist was the aura of the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator).
It seemed that the physical body this person had condensed earlier had been destroyed again, turning back into blood mist.
Next to the white silk cocoon appeared a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl, who was Blue Sparrow possessed. A pair of blue wings grew from her back, surrounded by a layer of black flame.
With a gentle waving, these flames turned into sparrow-sized flying birds, flying into the gaps in the silk cocoon. They constantly attacked the blood mist that the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) had turned into.
The black flame was an unknown supernatural power, containing terrifying fire spiritual power. When it pounced on the blood mist, a lot of blood energy was directly burned into green smoke.
The Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) roared, and his aura was rapidly weakening.
"Hurry up and attack." Blue Sparrow glanced at him and snorted coldly.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling revealed a look of joy. Blue Sparrow really had a way to seriously injure this person.
With a thought, he and Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle) immediately attacked.
He released seven flying swords and a large group of Heavenly Star Sand to join the attack.
Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle) also transformed into a human form, offering the black Two-Yin Calabash in his hand. The gourd was turned upside down, pouring out pitch-black heavy water, plus the extreme cold air of the Ice Soul Poison, turning it into ice thorns and attacking without hesitation.
This huge silk cocoon only had such a gap of about ten zhang(丈: a unit of length) in front of them. The Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) was trapped inside, and it seemed that he couldn't escape at all.
The blood mist that this person had turned into could immune many attacks, and it seemed that no attack was fatal. But it was still consumed.
So, with him and Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle) joining the attack, the blood mist was rapidly being consumed, and the aura of the Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) inside was rapidly decreasing.
In an instant, the blood mist was only left with a small group about ten zhang(丈: a unit of length) in size.
But the blood mist suddenly congealed together. A somewhat illusory golden nascent soul was revealed inside, which was the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) nascent soul spirit body.
At this moment, the aura of this nascent soul was extremely illusory, and the aura of the late stage of the nascent soul became sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
Zhang Ling knew that this was a phenomenon that this person's realm was about to fall. He and Xuan Gui's(玄龟: black turtle) attacks naturally became more violent.
The golden nascent soul suddenly stopped moving, and coldly swept over them. He opened his mouth and spewed out a fist-sized round bead.
The golden nascent soul swayed and directly turned into golden light, attaching to this round bead.
Immediately, the round bead emitted a dazzling glazed light. In this light, the round bead quickly deformed.
It actually melted quickly like a liquid, and the next moment it condensed into a golden arc light, looking like a golden long knife.
With a flash of golden light, it directly rushed upwards, instantly hitting a certain position in the golden-white silk cocoon. Immediately, a hissing metallic loud sound erupted at that position.
"Not good, the Gold-Devouring Beast can't block this attack." Blue Sparrow's face sank, and the blue wings on her back shook, and a golden-blue feather flew up.
The feather directly turned into a two-zhang(丈: a unit of length) long翎羽, burning with black flames, like a strange black flying sword, cut over.
The feather didn't rush into the silk cocoon, but directly flew from the outside to the attacked position.
With a loud bang, the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) attack was indeed powerful, and it really broke open the huge silk cocoon and rushed to the outside.
Immediately, the black light that the black feather had turned into, and the golden light that the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) had turned into, collided together. Black light and golden light collided in the air, making huge sounds.
Zhang Ling naturally wouldn't just watch, and once again sacrificed the black bone giant claw, also joining the attack.
As for Xuan Gui(玄龟: black turtle), he didn't attack, but controlled the black heavy water, forming a layer of black water that surrounded them, forming a layer of protection.
Zhang Ling knew that the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) had reached the end of his rope, and he must prevent this person from counterattack before he died.
He couldn't be careless, and if he was not careful, he might even pull them down to their die together.
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At the same time, the three of Jade Fairy, who had disappeared, were also fighting.
Jade Fairy changed the magic formula in her hand, and lightly pointed at the jade tablet magic weapon in front of her, releasing three fire dragons, constantly besieging a scarlet Flood Dragon.
Fireballs the size of millstone slammed into the scarlet Flood Dragon's body, forming circles of crimson flames. The scarlet Flood Dragon was trapped in the flames, and although it was constantly rushed, its performance was very different from before, and its aura was constantly decreasing.
Jade Fairy alone was enough to deal with it. Next to her, there was also a huge black flying sword, slightly trembling, releasing black sword lights, assisting from the side.
The one controlling this sword was naturally Ning Daoyou's(道友: fellow Taoist) nascent soul.
Not far away, there was another battlefield where the round-faced female demon released a large area of cold ice mist, trapped a group of fuzzy blood wolf.
The scarlet Flood Dragon and the blood wolf were the demon spirits that had been separated from the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) before, and ambushed them.
The two demon spirits lost control of the Blood Demon Sanren(散人: loose cultivator) and were no match for the three of them. They were eliminated in a short time.
Even Jade Fairy deliberately left a wisp of essence soul of the scarlet Flood Dragon, and used the Soul Searching Technique.
"Fairy, have you obtained any useful information?" Ning Daoyou's(道友: fellow Taoist) nascent soul, stored on the black flying sword, quickly asked.
"Alas, this demon spirit is not the Blood Demon Sanren's(散人: loose cultivator) real nascent soul, and I didn't get much useful information. I only know that the person attacking us is not a cultivator from our Northern Plains cultivation world. It seems that he is from a region called the flowing cloud sea region." Jade Fairy frowned slightly, and the expression on her face changed several times.
"What, this person is actually from another region? What is this flowing cloud sea? Ning has never heard of such a place." 玉仙子(Jade Fairy) also shook her head, indicating that she didn't know of such a region.
On the contrary, the round-faced female demon smiled softly. "The Northern Plains cultivation world where we are is not a complete region. It is said that when the continent first split, the Northern Plains and several other split regions were connected. It was only in the last tens of thousands of years that the connection was completely severed. Encountering cultivators from other regions, although the probability is extremely low, is also possible."
"Hearing what the Daoyou(道友: fellow Taoist) said, do you know what the flowing cloud sea is? Daoyou(道友: fellow Taoist) was born in the demon race, and her lifespan is much longer than our human race. I think her knowledge is even more extraordinary." 玉仙子(Jade Fairy) asked, her eyes lit up when she heard the original girlfriend speak.
