In the next moment, rays of white light shot out of the flag as it was waved. They turned into a dozen giant wind dragons that were more than two hundred feet long. They swept toward the gray mist like a tidal wave. It seemed like they wanted to crush the gray mist directly.
Seeing this, the young man in the silver carriage turned his head to look at the flesh cocoons that were already a hundred feet in size. He gritted his teeth and retracted the three pairs of mechanical wings behind his back. He changed his hand sign again and the mechanical armor on his arms suddenly transformed into golden cylinders.
There were three cylinders on each of his arms. They looked quite similar to the red cylinders on Peng Yue's mechanical armor. However, they looked a lot smaller and more exquisite. The faint silver spirit patterns on them were clearly visible.
A series of muffled sounds rang out!
Balls of golden flames that emitted a scorching aura surged out of the six cylinders. They formed two densely packed golden lines that continuously shot toward the gray mist ball in the middle.
Luo Tiancheng raised his hand again and one sign after another entered the ancient bronze lamp in his palm. A large amount of silver flame was released and surged toward the sea of mist in front of him.
Liu Ming shook the golden long sword in his hand and there were also dense sword shadows that broke through the air.
A shocking scene appeared.
The huge gray mist ball was bombarded by more than ten giant wind dragons, sword shadows, flames, and the green and silver flames. The surface of the huge gray mist ball had dents of different depths. However, no matter which attack stopped, the scars left by the previous attack quickly healed like a rubber ball.
This situation only lasted for a few seconds. It was unknown whether it was because the young man in the silver carriage had used too much spiritual power or because he had discovered some clues. He took the lead and stopped the attack. He quickly said, "Conventional methods won't work.
"Conventional methods won't work. Under the support of the strange gray fog, ordinary attacks and wind and fire spells are completely ineffective."
"You don't have to say that!"
The purple-haired man snorted coldly. He stopped the sign and also put away the white flag.
Seeing this, Luo Tiancheng also stopped activating the ancient bronze lamp in his hand with a gloomy face.
Since the effect was not great, the three of them naturally did not want to waste their magic power for nothing.
Just as the three of them stopped their attacks, Liu Ming, who was at the side, narrowed his eyes and looked at the fog ball for a moment. Suddenly, his eyebrows jumped and he shot out. However, with a blur, he disappeared into thin air.
At the same time, Luo Tiancheng and the other two heard Liu Ming's faint voice transmission.
"Everyone, please wait a moment. Let me see if I can break this thing by myself!"
Just when the three of them were stunned, there was a fluctuation in the sky above the gray fog ball. A figure flashed, and Liu Ming appeared out of thin air.
At this moment, he, who was in mid-air, formed a sign with one hand. A silver light flashed behind his back and a pair of silver wings grew out. As the black water light flashed in his hands, he held two Heavy Water Droplets in each hand.
There was a thick mist flowing on the surface of the two beads, and the faint sound of flowing water could be heard.
Liu Ming shook his wrist, and the two Heavy Water Droplets blurred, turning into two black streams of light that merged into his left and right wings.
"Puff puff puff!"
The silver wings just flapped slightly, and a pitch-black spirit pattern suddenly appeared on the surface. Within a radius of ten meters, black mist spread out. At the same time, there was a little blue light flashing inside, and it began to make a thunderous rumbling sound.
This mystic art of fusing the beast armor transformed by the eight-legged sea beastkin with the Heavy Water Droplet was a mysterious technique that he realized after constant training in the illusion over the past few years. It was the first time he used it in the real world.
At this time, Liu Ming held the Void Sword horizontally in his hand. His lips moved slightly as he chanted. All his spiritual power was poured into the flying sword. At the same time, the wings on his back were flapping faster and faster in the buzzing sound. It was almost invisible to the naked eye.
"Swoosh", the Void Sword soared into the sky. After swaying against the wind, it turned into a golden sword shadow of more than a hundred meters long.
This sword shadow only spun in the sky, and immediately the black mist below roared. It suddenly turned into a few black water pillars that soared into the sky. After a muffled sound, all of them flashed and disappeared into the giant sword shadow.
The golden sword shadow suddenly expanded several times, turning into a giant blade that was seventy to eighty meters long. It gradually became real, exuding a terrifying and powerful sword essence.
Whether it was Luo Tiancheng, the purple-haired man, or the young man in the silver carriage, when they were swept by this sword essence, their faces changed drastically. They all took a few steps back at the same time.
"Slash!"
Liu Ming shouted and pointed to the sky with one hand.
The giant sword shadow fell from the sky with a "pu" sound. Wherever it passed, the void suddenly became distorted and hazy, and there was a rumbling tearing sound.
At the same time, Qu Yao's ear-piercing screech came from the depths of the gray mist ball below. Not only did he curl up his body, turning it into a giant meatball, but the mist that was originally more than twenty meters in diameter shrank by nearly half under the tumbling and desperately squeezing again. It seemed to be incomparably dense.
An earth-shattering sound rang out.
The giant sword shadow fiercely slashed the mist ball, bursting with dazzling light. It was as if a golden sun had suddenly exploded between the two, sweeping up circles of powerful shock waves in all directions.
"Bang", after the giant sword shadow's terrifying slash, it finally tore the mist ball apart and fiercely slashed the meatball inside. It cut a foot deep, but strangely, there was no blood flowing out.
In the next moment, a layer of waves suddenly shook on the surface of the meatball. After a few flashes, the giant sword shadow was slowly squeezed out of the meatball inch by inch.
Qu Yao's physical body was so powerful that even such a terrifying slash couldn't completely break his body.
However, Liu Ming in the sky seemed to have expected this. He flicked his ten fingers without saying anything, and a series of colorful symbols shot out, flashing into the giant sword shadow.
There was a muffled sound in the sword shadow, and a milky white halo burst out. After a spin, it suddenly turned into countless white crystal threads, flashing into the meatball.
"No!"
Qu Yao's scream came from the meatball. The sword shadow that had been squeezed out suddenly sank, and it actually split the meatball apart.
"Swoosh", half of the meatball became blurred and instantly disappeared under the sword shadow.
The other half of the meatball shuddered as it attempted to flee, only to be bound by the surging mist that had erupted from the sword projections. Immediately thereafter, countless translucent threads flashed past, and the meatball plummeted from the sky as a pile of mincemeat.
"Peng", the void nearly a hundred feet away fluctuated, and Qu Yao, who only had the upper half of his body left, appeared with a flash. His face was full of disbelief.
Although this monster's strength was amazing, in the previous battle with Luo Tiancheng, most of his powerful magical powers had been broken. Now, the powerful defense that he relied on the most was also broken by Liu Ming's slash. One could imagine the shock and anger in his heart.
However, at this moment, the giant sword shadow became blurred, and it collapsed into spots of golden light. It once again turned into a golden flying sword and shot back.
Liu Ming grabbed the more than two feet long Void Sword in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the heavily injured Qu Yao. He said lightly,
"Fellow friends, what are you waiting for? If you don't attack now, when will you?"
The purple-haired man and the others were already a little dumbfounded. When they heard Liu Ming's words, they all recovered.
"Very good, I didn't expect you to have this kind of magical power! If that's the case, then there's no need to get rid of me. " The purple-haired man laughed wildly, and there was a rumbling sound behind him. The huge ghost shadow rolled out again, and with a roar, it rushed toward Qu Yao.
After the youth in the silver carriage laughed bitterly, he crossed his arms again. The six golden cylinders suddenly shone with golden light, and golden balls of flames shot out in all directions.
After Luo Tiancheng's expression changed for a while, he coldly snorted and raised one hand. The ancient bronze lamp in his hand also shone with silver light, and a large amount of silver flames also rolled out.
This time, the heavily injured Qu Yao didn't dare to take on the combined attack of the three. With a low roar, white mist suddenly spewed out from the wound below. With a roll, it turned into a sea of mist that covered an acre of land around him. His figure blurred and disappeared again.
When all the attacks fell into the sea of white mist, they directly pierced through it, as if there was nothing inside, and there was no living thing inside.
Such a strange situation made Luo Tiancheng and the others frown, but before they could change their attack method, there was a "pu" sound, and a black shadow directly entered the sea of mist in a flash. It was actually Liu Ming who flapped his wings and rushed into the sea of mist.
As soon as he entered the sea of mist, the pair of flesh wings on his back quickly flapped, and the water around him surged and rolled. It quickly turned into circles of black water mist that spread in all directions, and disappeared into the white mist.
In the sea of white mist, Qu Yao, who was desperately urging his Fa Li to heal his injuries, suddenly felt an extremely rich water attribute power rush over. Wherever it passed, the white mist rolled and surged, and instantly turned into a mixture of black and white.
Qu Yao was shocked. His body moved, and he was about to fly away again, but he suddenly felt that the mixed black and white mist around him had become extremely heavy, and his movement suddenly became a little slower.
At this moment, Liu Ming, who was also in the sea of mist, made a one-handed sign. The originally thick black and white mist burst with blue light, and the entire sea of mist immediately disappeared.
Qu Yao's figure suddenly reappeared in the eyes of the purple-haired man and the others.
This time, without Liu Ming saying anything, the purple-haired man, Luo Tiancheng, and the others immediately attacked like a storm. The ghostly silver flame and golden light instantly arrived.
After Qu Yao screamed again, he opened his mouth and spat out dense silk. At the same time, the spirit inscriptions on the surface of his body flashed, and a pale green light immediately appeared on the surface of his body. Pieces of rock-like green cuticle appeared.
There was a loud explosion!
The sharp claws of the ghostly phantasm were like sharp blades, forcibly tearing apart the silk, and they first scratched Qu Yao's head, making a clanging sound.
These green cuticle were immediately scratched by the claw marks.
The golden flame then fell down with a loud bang, and the green cuticle began to crack and collapse in a tremor.
Immediately afterward, there was another loud bang. The silver flame bombarded Qu Yao's head, making a strange "crackling" sound as soon as it touched him!
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