Accompanied by two sounds that shook the world, the cyan figure remained motionless.
However, the monster that just emerged from the void.
However, under the impact of this silver light, his body suddenly shook violently and stepped back.
Almost at the same moment, the light above Yan Yun's head continued to shine.
A small cyan cauldron spun out from the Tianling cover in a strange way. As soon as it appeared, the cauldron cover opened automatically.
A wisp of cyan light shot out, blocking the black octagonal hammer that was about to fall, preventing it from falling any further.
Everyone noticed that the black octagonal hammer actually emitted a bright blue flame, releasing a chilly air that made people's hair tremble.
Although it is impossible to determine the true power of this fire, based on intuitive judgment, it is definitely not a magical beast flame in the ordinary sense.
However, when the hammer was entangled by the green thread spewed out by the Xutian Cauldron.
The power it had originally seemed to be insignificant.
Forced to be restrained in mid-air, no matter how burning the blue flames were.
Qingsi was able to withstand it without any damage, and seemed not to be afraid of the flames at all.
Yan Yun was indifferent to all the changes happening above his head, and then he quickly shifted his gaze to the four black rays of light shooting out in front of him.
"Holy Demon?"
Yan Yun whispered to himself, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his sleeves shook violently.
Suddenly, several loud thunderous sounds shook the eardrums, and four huge golden arcs as thick as a baby's arms burst out from the cuffs.
It was fleeting and hit the four black lights that were about to arrive in front of him with incomparable precision.
Amidst the deafening explosion, four dazzling golden lights burst out instantly, enveloping the black light.
Those images transformed from the phantoms of monsters seemed to have encountered their destined nemesis.
Under the golden light, it melts and dissolves quickly like sunlight melting snow.
In this regard, Yan Yun not only put no effort into it, but also felt relaxed and comfortable.
At the same time, the cyan figure behind Yan Yun raised his hand, holding a small bright red bow, and just pulled it lightly with the other hand.
The roar immediately rose, and in the dazzling red light, countless burning arrows shot out of the air, heading towards the monsters on the opposite side like a violent storm.
At this time, the monster with barbs all over its body had just stabilized its body when it saw fire arrows roaring from the sky.
It showed no fear at all, it just roared angrily, and the bone spurs on its body gave off a faint blood glow.
Then the light gradually expanded, and finally formed a layer of condensed blood-red light curtain, firmly protecting the entire body within it.
However, just as the monster completed its defensive actions, the dense fire arrows had already hit the blood-red shield.
Countless fire arrows exploded on the bloody shield at this moment. The bright red flames surrounded the monster. The sound of explosions came and went, and the momentum was extremely terrifying!
However, despite being caught in the flames, this monster was still able to stay safe within the bloody shield.
It even took a deep breath, then stretched out its silver arms, trying to forcefully disperse the red flames outside the shield.
However, at this moment, a subtle thunder sound came from my ears!
The frightened monster discovered that at some point, an emerald-green arrow with a golden arc appeared miraculously in front of its eyes.
The monster, which knew nothing about this magical arrow, could only use all its strength to avoid the attack.
However, what this monster didn't notice was that when the small emerald green arrow came to its eyes, it was above its head.
A black and crystal clear flying knife was sliding out of the void, and then silently fell to the side, landing just on the head of the monster that was trying to avoid it.
This monster was completely unaware.
As a result, the fire bow in the cyan figure's hand suddenly stagnated, and the fire arrows that filled the sky disappeared instantly, thus abruptly ending the successive attacks.
The moment the hedgehog-like monster sidestepped away from the small emerald green arrow, it was filled with doubts and confusion.
And when a black light quietly rotated around the monster's neck like lightning, the triangular head rolled down.
The bloody shield couldn't stop the invasion of black light!
This is also reasonable, because this magic weapon called the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife is carefully refined from the Demonic Marrow Diamond.
The Demonic Marrow Diamond itself is formed by condensation and compression of pure demonic energy over countless years, so naturally it will not be easily blocked by the protective shield formed by the same source of demonic energy.
For this blood-colored light shield, this magic marrow flying knife is as if it does not exist.
The humanoid puppet was presided over by the Second Nascent Soul, and Yan Yun did not need to personally give orders. The moment he killed the demon with a flying knife, its figure moved to the corpse like lightning.
Then, it opened its mouth, and a black glow swept out like a violent wave, tightly wrapping the body inside.
Finally, an illusory shadow was forcibly removed from the body. It was the demonic shadow that had been thrown into it before.
However, at this time, the demonic shadow seemed extremely weak and seemed to collapse and dissipate at any time.
When it was turned into a roll of rays of extremely yin demonic energy, it was directly swallowed by the humanoid puppet, and was pocketed by the second Yuanying hidden in the puppet's body.
This pure demonic energy is undoubtedly a great nourishment for the second Yuanying who practices Jiyin Dafa.
After the demonic shadow was sucked away, the headless demonic corpse on the ground instantly turned into dust and disappeared without a trace after a gust of breeze blew by.
Then, the humanoid puppet swayed slightly and returned to Yan Yun's side, arms crossed behind him like a sculpture.
Viewed from a distance, except for the difference in clothing, it looks like two Yanyuns standing side by side.
At this time, Yan Yun was playing with the three-flame fan in his hand and calmly staring ahead.
"Yan has already learned the Six Ultimate Demonic Skills from Brother Six Dao."
"I wonder if you have any other mysterious spells or techniques that can make Yan feast his eyes again?"
"If not, I will send you Taoist friends on their way."
Yan Yun said this in a calm tone.
The Supreme Saint of Six Paths in the distance looked slightly pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
It was really unacceptable that the two monsters at the late Nascent Soul level that he regarded as his trump card were so easily wiped out by the opponent with a wave of his hand.
Moreover, the three-color feather fan, cyan small cauldron, green wooden ruler and other treasures used by the opponent one after another were all extremely powerful.
Except for the small cauldron which might be the legendary Xutian Cauldron, he had no clue about the remaining two items, and the incarnation technique used by the other party was even more unfathomable. He can kill a monster by himself. However, he still couldn't figure out what kind of secret technique of incarnation the other party used!
His mood is getting heavier!
How is this possible? The opponent has only been promoted to the late stage in the past hundred years at most. Why does he master such magical secret techniques and possess so many rare magic weapons?
Although he has never seen a monk in the divine transformation stage with his own eyes, judging from the magical powers displayed by the other party, I am afraid that his strength is definitely not a problem.
When the old demon heard Yan Yun's words, a chill ran down his back. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a jet-black cloud handkerchief.
The object flashed quickly and immediately turned into a black wind that enveloped him.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp and harsh whistling sound in the wind, and the whole black wind trembled violently, and it actually took the old devil and galloped back.
The black wind seemed blurry, but its speed was extremely fast. After flickering several times, it actually left a series of shadows.
At first I saw the wind fleeing to a certain place, but in a flash, it strangely appeared further away. But in the same place, another group of black wind still remained.
As a result, several black winds capable of teleportation appeared in the distant sky at the same time.
In just the blink of an eye, he had escaped more than a hundred feet away.
If it were an ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he would probably be in a state of despair at this weird speed of escape.
Yan Yun is not an ordinary person. As a late-stage cultivator, he saw the scene in front of him with a puzzled look on his face:
"Escaped so easily. This natal magic weapon is really a weapon for escape!"
"Looking back on the past, if I had been negligent about this matter, I would have inevitably encountered difficulties. But today, hum."
Yan Yun pondered for a moment, then the wind and thunder wings behind his back fluttered slightly, and the surroundings immediately heard a roar, with blue and white thunder and lightning mottled with each other.
They streaked across the wings one after another, and finally gathered into huge lightning spheres.
Hovering in the surrounding void, these spheres began to rotate and roll as time passed.
Then the wings swayed slightly again, and Yan Yun's figure had floated off the ground, and was galloping forward at an angle.
At this time, Yan Yun looked at the old demon who had turned into a blurry black shadow from a distance, snorted coldly, and then suddenly flapped his wings.
In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the bluish-white thunder spheres suspended nearby were blown away and flew in all directions, colliding and merging rapidly.
A deafening explosion sounded, and blue and white thunder and lightning exploded at the same time. They were immediately swept away by the strong wind and merged into the wings.
A layer of electrical grid immediately appeared on the surface of the wind and thunder wings. After several violent flappings, Yan Yun's figure shot out like an arrow and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
As he breathed, the electric arc strangely spanned dozens of feet away, and then paused for a moment.
It shot out again and moved dozens of feet away in the same instant. The speed was even faster than the black storm controlled by the old demon.
In just a few seconds, the electric arc had already surpassed the black storm ahead by more than ten feet.
Moreover, surrounded by the power grid, Yan Yun could clearly see the horrifying face of the old demon looking back in the dark wind.
The wings waved again, and after a thunderbolt, a blue-white arc of light flashed, accurately shuttled in front of the black wind.
Then the electric light dimmed, and Yan Yun's figure appeared, blocking the old demon's way.
The black storm stayed briefly, then turned to another direction, intending to take the opportunity to slip away.
However, at this moment, Yan Yun showed a hint of cold ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and formed a seal with his hands.
There was a "cracking" sound inside his body, and his figure suddenly expanded a bit.
The muscles of the limbs immediately swelled, becoming a full circle thicker than before. At the same time, the skin on the body showed a faint golden sheen, but it disappeared again in an instant.
Yan Yun transformed into a burly man in the blink of an eye. This was the ability that came with practicing "Ming Wang Jue" to the third level.
Yan Yun's transformation was completed in just an instant. He raised his hands high, and a layer of purple flame emerged. Then he rubbed his hands together, and a flaming knife filled with purple energy suddenly took shape.
Immediately afterwards, the wings on his back flickered strangely, and Yan Yun shot out like an arrow from a string.
However, during the galloping process, his body twisted strangely.
The wings behind his back trembled slightly at an incredible frequency, causing a wave of fluctuations in the surrounding space. The figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
When the old demon in the black wind saw this, he felt something bad in his heart. He immediately stopped running and concentrated all his magic power in one place.
The black wind surrounding his body suddenly increased to twice its previous size. At the same time, his palm turned over, and a crimson shield appeared in front of him.
Just as he was about to cast a spell to drive the shield, Baisi shot out of the void above his head first, but after a moment of stagnation, he disappeared out of thin air again.
This time, the old demon's shrill screams immediately came from the black wind.
The red shield and half of the arm fell strangely, and the arm was covered with a layer of purple crystal ice.
The fracture of the severed arm was smooth and flat, with no sign of blood flowing out.
At this moment, the old devil finally saw the situation clearly. The black storm that originally enveloped his body had been cut into a narrow crack at some point.
From the position and angle, it was exactly where his broken arm had been. However, he had no warning, not even a hint of awareness.
Faced with this situation, Lao Mo was shocked and angry. He quickly used his other arm to gently tap the falling fiery red shield.
Upon impact, this shield immediately transformed into a fiery red light curtain, enveloping him in it.
At the same time, his consciousness instantly spread outside his body, and his eyes searched for Yan Yun's figure in panic.
At this moment, the white thread shot out from the void more than ten feet away behind the old demon again, and after some rotation.
After a brief pause, it gradually solidified into a human form. It is Yan Yun himself who is here.
He was looking at himself carefully, the wings on his back were fluttering gently, and he still held the purple light blade tightly in his hand.
"Although this Nine Transformations of Gale is powerful, the load on the body is too heavy."
"With my current third-level Mingwang Jue, I only used it once and felt powerless."
Yan Yun whispered to himself.
"This is a matter of course. This technique was originally tailor-made for us, the bird demon monks."
"As a human being, even though you have the help of wind and thunder wings, you still cannot really use this technique as you wish."
"After forcibly performing it, the pressure on the body is far greater than that of ordinary demon birds. The third level of Mingwang Jue can only allow you to perform it two or three times at most." (End of Chapter)