At this moment, nine golden knives were suspended in the air. After one rotation, the tips of the knives were pointed at the woman in black.
With a flash of light, nine slender golden threads shot out and then disappeared instantly.
Almost at the same moment, nine groups of golden light suddenly burst out from the mask formed by the Black Wind Flag, and then the dazzling golden light instantly covered the entire mask.
However, what is surprising is that such a strong attack did not make any sound, everything was carried out in silence, but it made people feel extremely weird!
However, Yan Yun seized this rare opportunity and glanced at the other companions. He found that they were all deeply attracted by the scene in front of him, so his expression immediately changed and he moved one hand with lightning speed.
A spirit beast bag shot into his sleeve robe silently.
He calmly put his hands behind his back, and golden flowers fell from his sleeves. As soon as they touched the ground, they quickly burrowed into the ground. In the blink of an eye, all traces disappeared without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, all the thousands of gold-eating insects in this bag dived into the ground and disappeared without a trace. No one present noticed it.
Seeing this situation, Yan Yun couldn't help but feel relieved.
And at this moment, the word "accept" from the woman in black suddenly came from the Jiuzhen Demon-Conquering Formation calmly and calmly.
The golden light fluctuated and flickered instantly, and suddenly a black hole with a radius of about ten feet appeared in it.
As soon as this black hole appeared, all the golden light around it was sucked into its belly like thousands of mountains and rivers flowing into the vast ocean, leaving no trace behind.
After letting out a slight sigh, the black hole trembled violently for a few times, and then gradually disappeared, revealing the figure of the woman in black robe and the ancient demon.
The woman held the black wind flag in one hand and saw the nine-mouthed golden sword shining golden light again in the distance. When she was about to launch a new round of attack, she suddenly frowned slightly in the direction of the palace and said:
"Fellow Daoist Longmeng, you no longer need to try to use the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Array to consume my demonic energy, and then take the opportunity to take action."
"You should know that the Black Wind Flag is an extremely rare space magic weapon among the Tongtian Spiritual Treasures. No matter how powerful the attack power is, if it does not have the ability to tear apart space, it will not be able to harm me at all."
"If you are willing to be wise, it is best to take the initiative to come out. Otherwise, when I enter the palace, I am afraid that the attitude of this Holy Ancestor will not be as polite as it is now."
Hearing this, a charming voice immediately came from the palace: "Why did you call me out? Could it be that you changed your mind and wanted to become one with me?"
"Indeed, this Holy Ancestor is indeed willing to merge with you again."
What surprised everyone present was that the woman in black robe answered so calmly.
"Are you telling the truth? Old Devil, do you think I will believe your nonsense?"
Longmeng was obviously stunned, and then sneered, assuming a posture of complete distrust.
"Of course you can't directly fuse the soul like before. I need to impose some restrictions on you first to ensure that the dominance is in the hands of my soul after the fusion."
The woman in black robe said calmly, while gently shaking the black chess piece in her hand, she easily transformed into a huge black hole, swallowing up all the golden light released by the nine golden swords again.
However, because her pace was temporarily stagnant, it did not trigger any more startling changes in the nine golden knives.
"Have you not woken up yet? How could I agree to such a ridiculous thing and let your soul take the dominant position. Now that you have taken over my body alone, why bother to fuse the soul with you? What's the conspiracy? , please tell me frankly!”
Longmeng asked in surprise.
"Of course there is an agenda. We have conducted soul fusion many times, and you may have noticed that no matter which one of us occupies this body alone, we will not be able to give full play to its maximum magical power."
"However, after the fusion, we can easily throw the monk who broke into this place into the magical celestial phenomena. Therefore, in order to avoid the fate of being jointly sealed by monks from the human world once we leave here, We should still conduct soul fusion again.”
The woman in black robe said coldly.
"Haha, it's really unbelievable. The ancient demon commander who swept across the human world back then was actually afraid of a few monks in the transformation stage. It's really funny."
Longmeng was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but let out a burst of mocking laughter.
"Back then, the passage between the Holy World and the Human World was unobstructed. Our Holy Clan could return at any time to replenish the lost demonic energy, and naturally we could use all kinds of great magical powers without any scruples."
"However, now that the passage has been re-sealed, the vitality of the human world has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Even though I originally had extremely powerful magical powers, I can only display a negligible part now."
"There is nothing surprising about these monks in the transformation stage being wary of others."
"Isn't it the same for you yourself! Even though you were once a demon clan in the spirit world in the late stage of becoming a god, how many magical powers can you exert now."
The woman in black robe had a stern face and said calmly:
"According to the fact that your soul is the leader, no matter how fancy your rhetoric is, I still cannot agree to it. Otherwise, even if you can get out of the predicament, what will be the difference from before?"
"Don't think that I don't know anything about this matter. Injecting demonic energy into the Black Wind Flag can certainly allow you to temporarily activate the spiritual treasure. However, this can only exert part of the power of this treasure at best."
"It is doubtful whether you have the ability to enter the palace! The fusion of souls you mentioned is certainly feasible, but it must be led by my soul, otherwise the matter will not be mentioned!"
Longmeng said firmly.
When the black-robed woman heard what Long Meng said, a look of sinisterness appeared on her beautiful face.
"It turns out that you are really confident about the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Formation and the Eight Spiritual Rulers."
"Okay, since you are unwilling to agree, then let me go there in person, subdue you, and then extract the power of your soul and soul, and finally make you disappear into ashes."
"Although this method is slightly less effective, it will still greatly improve my magical powers." After the black-robed woman said this sinisterly, she glanced at Yan Yun.
Yan Yun looked calm and turned to look at the white-robed Confucian scholar not far away, only to find that he was standing there quietly, neither speaking nor making any movements.
Yan Yun frowned slightly, and after his eyes wandered on the dull face of the white-robed scholar, he felt vaguely that something was wrong.
After a moment of thinking, his pupils suddenly flashed with blue light, and he displayed the magical power of Mingqing Lingyan.
At first glance, Yan Yun immediately discovered that the white-robed Confucian scholar among the Ye family monks was actually shrouded in a faint halo, which was just an illusion of spiritual energy.
With a shock in his heart, Yan Yun quickly looked around him, and after not noticing anything unusual, he began to look around for the true identity of the elder of the Ye family with a little peace of mind. At this moment, the black-robed woman who was transformed by the Saint Ancestor of Yuan Cha was distracted, after resisting a golden attack from a golden sword.
Suddenly he unfolded the black wind flag in his hand and threw it straight into the sky. He made a hand seal and recited an extremely strange spell.
After a loud "boom", a huge black wind suddenly emerged from the black wind flag.
The wind gradually grew from weak to strong, from slender to strong, and in an instant it turned into a terrifying hurricane like Optimus Prime.
Almost at the same time that the hurricane appeared, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and countless dim yellow clouds appeared. Lightning bolts of different thicknesses jumped and flickered in the clouds and mist, as if they would land at any time.
Under the yellow clouds, around the black hurricane, the wind roared, and countless wind blades began to loomingly condense and form. The entire space was filled with flying dust, and there were loud rumbling sounds everywhere.
Yan Yun's whole body was exuding cyan light, and a thick protective shield had already been formed to protect himself and Yinyue.
However, even so, wherever he could see, there was a strange yellow wind, and the protective shield was buzzing, like a small boat in the stormy waves, looking extremely small.
Under the control of the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor Yuan Cha, the Black Wind Flag finally began to show the terrifying power of the Tongtian Lingbao.
The wind was as sharp as a knife, and the heaven and earth were shaken by it.
Although Yan Yun was only at the edge of the Black Wind Flag's power at the moment, he still felt as if he had lost his sense of the five senses.
The whistling wind echoed in my ears, and my eyes were filled with yellow mist. Even my consciousness could not leave the protective shield for half a step. Once I left the protective shield, my consciousness would be blown away by the strong wind outside.
At this point, he finally understood why the Seven Flame Fan, a replica of the Three Flame Fan, ranked last among the Tongtian Lingbao.
Because the Three Flame Fan, which has been able to exert 30% to 40% of its power, is completely different from the power of the Black Wind Flag.
Fortunately, his Ming Qing Spiritual Eyes were still powerful. After injecting his own spiritual power into his eyes, he was finally able to vaguely see objects within a range of more than ten feet with the help of the flash of blue light in his pupils.
Despite this, he was unable to understand the details of the more vague Jiuzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation in the distance in a short period of time. He could only sense the fierce battle taking place in it through the vibrations on the ground that sometimes became larger and sometimes smaller. .
He looked up at the sky, only to see chaos there, with raging winds blowing the sky as thick and blurry as paste, making it almost impossible to see the distant scenery.
Yan Yun's face changed slightly. He found that the buzzing sound from the shield was getting louder and louder. At the same time, in order to maintain the stability of the shield, he consumed far more mana than previously expected.
He realized that the power of the Black Wind Flag was continuing to increase.
He took a deep breath and subconsciously looked down at his feet, thinking that maybe diving underground would be a good choice.
However, just as this idea emerged, about a foot away from his protective shield, a black wind column with a diameter about the size of a bowl suddenly rose from the ground into the sky and quickly started to spin crazily.
Immediately afterwards, a huge force came from above, and the cyan light shield flew uncontrollably towards the direction of the wind pillar.
Yan Yun was startled. All the mana in his body froze instantly, and the light of the mask became even more dazzling. Only then did he barely stop the movement of the mask.
Then, more than a dozen rays of golden sword light shot out from the light shield, intertwined and flickered around the light shield, and the sword energy criss-crossed, eventually crushing the wind pillar that had not fully exploded and turning it into a black mist.
However, soon the black mist gathered and swirled again, as if it was about to form a hurricane again.
Seeing this situation, Yan Yun gave instructions to Yinyue with a gloomy face, and the two quickly retreated.
It seems that these wind pillars are indeed strange and unpredictable, and even hiding underground may not guarantee absolute safety.
They carefully avoided several similar wind pillars, and then came to a corner at the edge of the space.
Ahead was a dark, gray barrier.
As he expected, the strong wind here was much weaker than before, and those black wind pillars did not appear here.
Yan Yun did not choose to take action at this time, because although Gu Mo and Long Meng were not as strong as before, they still had the strength in the early stages of becoming gods.
Furthermore, they still have the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure in their hands, so if they act rashly at this time, it may not be a wise move.
Yan Yun's face was calm, but he turned to look in the direction of the palace, with a flash of light in his eyes, and with a backhand wave, a golden flying sword that was only about a foot long struck the barrier behind him fiercely.
The three monsters, Gui Ling, Silver-winged Yaksha and Lion and Bird, took advantage of this gap to land from the sky and stood aside.
Just a moment later, a yellow light flashed where Yan Yun was, and Mu Kui appeared quietly behind him like a ghost.
Outside the space, the woman in black robe was surrounded by a black hurricane. She looked at the giant flag whose light was gradually dimming in the sky, and a sneer appeared on her face.
At this moment, except for a few wind pillars beside her, the strong wind around her had gradually subsided. After showing a messy scene around her, it began to slowly become clear and distinguishable.
Although she had used her spatial magical power to limit the power of the Black Wind Flag to a certain extent, the Jiuzhen Demon-Conquering Formation in front of her had been destroyed, and the remaining power was enough to deal with the uncontrolled Eight Spiritual Rulers.
Although this spiritual treasure is powerful, how much magical power can it exert if it relies solely on its own spirituality? I'm afraid it can only suppress the disembodied wolf soul in the palace.
The woman was thinking so and turned her eyes to the environment outside her body.
I saw eight phantoms of spirit beasts constantly breaking and disintegrating under the raging hurricane. However, with the power of the eight spirit rulers, they were still able to tenaciously reunite and take shape.
Although these spiritual beasts could not break into the hurricane, the woman was not willing to leave this protective force easily.
The woman in black robe turned her gaze blankly and stared at someone above the palace.
This big-headed weirdo has been stationed nearby since the beginning of the fight, never leaving, and not daring to make any unnecessary moves.
Although the evil winds under the Black Wind banner were extremely ferocious before, the core area of the palace had always remained safe and sound, and this man was unscathed. (End of chapter)