Chapter 411: Wherever it passed, the earth was scorched black.
Chapter 411: Wherever it passed, the earth was scorched black.
At this moment, the ghostly demon was completely enraged, roaring as it dragged its massive body toward Long Chuqing.
Wherever it passed, the earth was scorched black.
It gripped the Soul-Devouring Giant Axe tightly with its claws, and the surging black mist around it all gathered on the axe blade.
"Roar--"
The demon roared as it dragged the massive black axe, drawing a ferocious arc of light from bottom to top. Dense black demonic energy churned, surged, and condensed wildly, eventually forming a vortex.
Within this vortex, howling winds swept towards Long Chuqing with an aura of annihilation.
In an instant, Long Chuqing came up with a solution.
She held the ice sword in front of her, her hand gestures changing rapidly. As she formed hand seals, the sword trembled and hummed, and in an instant, it transformed into a sky full of frost blades.
The rain of swords, carrying a biting chill, swept across the sky, meeting the swirling gale.
"Clang clang clang clang—"
The moment the sword pierced the vortex, the blue blade and the black aura collided violently, producing a continuous metallic clang.
The ice swords continued to rush towards the gale, and countless ice swords shattered the moment they came into contact with the gale.
With each ice sword vanished, the power of the vortex rapidly diminished.
The sword energy and the gale eroded each other, emitting a piercing shriek.
Long Chuqing brought his two fingers together, blue light flowing from his fingertips, constantly controlling the rain of swords falling from the sky.
"Break it for me!"
With a clear shout, Long Chuqing caused the countless ice swords to suddenly split apart, then rapidly reformed in mid-air, transforming into an ice dragon that soared into the sky.
The ice dragon, enveloped in endless cold air, crashed fiercely into the core of the vortex.
"boom--"
The black vortex exploded with a deafening roar, and a violent shockwave swept outwards in all directions.
Blue ice crystals intertwined and danced in the air, like thousands of stars falling, shimmering with a dreamlike light on this dark and oppressive battlefield.
Using the force of the recoil, Long Chuqing stepped into the void, leaped lightly, and soared upwards.
The spiritual energy around him once again gathered on the sword blade, and a powerful strike was unleashed with tremendous force.
"Dragon Soul Slash!"
The crimson light on the head of the ghost demon flickered faintly. As it roared, it swung its giant axe down fiercely, and a black gale composed of countless vengeful spirits tore through the sky once again, heading straight for Long Chuqing's sword energy.
"Om~"
The phantoms of the sword and the giant axe collided with a deafening roar under the sky.
This time there was no deafening roar, only extreme cold and extreme darkness clashing in the void, and everything was destroyed in the ripples of the shockwave.
At first, the gale and the sword energy were evenly matched, eroding and wearing each other down.
But gradually, the biting cold air began to gain the upper hand.
"Snap! Snap!"
Fine ice patterns began to spread across the Ghost Fiend's giant axe, then moved straight towards the Ghost Fiend's body...
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At the same time that Long Chuqing was fighting against the Giant Axe Ghost Fiend, Feng Yu was also facing the fierce attack of another Ghost Fiend.
"Crash!"
The sound of the chain tearing through the air was like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.
Phoenix Feather lightly touched the air with her toes, her figure graceful, and she rose into the air on chains that resembled giant pythons.
He hurled the sword in his hand, its blade resembling a phoenix reborn from the ashes, carrying the force of blazing flames straight toward the face of the demon.
The demon remained unmoved, its scarlet eyes seemingly filled with contempt.
"Whoohoo-"
It swung its thick chains wildly around its body, and as its malevolent aura surged, it condensed into a black barrier.
"Shhhhhh!"
Phoenix Feather's sharp sword swirled and slashed around Ghost Fiend, bursting forth with blinding flames.
Unfortunately, they were unable to break through that eerie barrier of malevolent energy.
"Jie! Jie! Jie!"
The ghostly demon let out a triumphant laugh, a hoarse, cold laugh with a hint of eerie mockery.
A few breaths later, the sword returned precisely to Feng Yu's hand.
Facing the smug, sinister laughter of the ghost demon, Feng Yu merely scoffed, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, revealing her disdain as well.
The chains erupted once more like a giant python.
Feng Yu deftly flipped through the air, her sword blade precisely wedging into the chain joint. Just as she was about to destroy the chain, a thick black mist suddenly surged from it, climbing up the sword towards her arm.
"Lihuo!"
Feng Yu reacted in time, her fingertips trembling slightly, and the sword suddenly burst into scorching flames, instantly burning away the black mist that had been coiling around her.
The remaining black miasma was also scorched and completely defeated.
With a whimsical flick of his wrist, the chains shattered and trembled violently, the terrifying force sending Feng Yu flying several feet away.
"Such powerful resentment and malevolence, no wonder it is a collection of thousands of resentful spirits."
Feng Yu touched the ground with her toes to steady herself, and looked at the ghostly demon in awe.
She rubbed her wrist, and a tingling pain shot through the web of her hand holding the sword.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo—"
Ghostly Fiend pressed his attack, his chains whipping wildly through the air, creating a dense, impenetrable black net that descended upon Phoenix Feather.
The air itself was slightly distorted wherever the chains passed.
Feng Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, weighing how to proceed with caution.
She retreated rapidly, avoiding the chains' attack range, and then took to the air again.
She held the longsword in front of her, and the sword's aura suddenly changed, from gilded to crimson, and finally condensed into silver-white.
The temperature around the sword rose sharply.
"Burning Flames!"
With a single wave of her hand, Feng Yu's sword transformed into a white streak of light, carrying the force of burning the heavens as it pierced straight through the giant net woven from chains.
The white flames collided violently with the chains of resentment, unleashing a series of ear-piercing "sizzling" sounds.
The sound was like a thousand needles rubbing against each other, not only piercing but also making one's teeth ache, one's heart pound, and one feel irritable and restless.
The blazing pure white flames annihilated all the surrounding resentment, and the longsword broke through the chains and headed straight for the core of the demon.
The demon roared in anger, forced to withdraw its chain defense. Its massive body suddenly dispersed, avoiding the attack of the feather sword.
The evil spirits transformed back into countless ghosts, swarming towards Feng Yu from all directions.
Feng Yu remained expressionless, her longsword dancing with a light wave of her hand, forming a barrier of flames around her.
Any shadowy figure that approached was burned and annihilated by the flames.
However, these ghosts seemed to know nothing of fear, and continued to charge forward, attacking Feng Yu's flame barrier.
Even more terrifying is that these annihilated ghosts seem to still harbor a trace of resentment, which penetrates the barrier and attempts to erode Feng Yu's spirit.
This can't go on.
With a thought, Feng Yu spread her wings and soared through the air. In the instant she distanced herself from the ghost horde, a chilling light swept out.
"boom!"
This sword strike, inflicting both cutting and burning damage, annihilated the horde of ghosts.
The remaining ghosts scattered and fled with a howl, only to reunite once more.
With some of its soul missing, the final form of the ghostly entity shrank considerably.
As the ghost sensed the decline in its power and size, its hideous face twisted and contorted.
However, before it could recover from its sorrow, its phoenix wings fluttered, golden feathers stirred up a hurricane, and it transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the ghost demon.
This time, she was incredibly fast.
"Hoohoo!"
The demon roared, and the giant chains rattled and swung wildly in the chaos.
—Bang! Bang! Bang! Gravel and dirt flew everywhere.
Feng Yu always skillfully dodged the wildly swinging attacks, while her longsword left burn marks on the chains.
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