"Buzz!"
The bell shadow vibrated, and emitted a black sound wave that condensed into a black light ball. Then, it flashed and submerged into the fiery dragon's head.
The fiery dragon wailed as if it had suffered a serious injury. Then, its huge body burst into flames that filled the sky with a loud rumble.
Shen Wanqing spouted a mouthful of blood, and his aura plummeted in an instant.
A red light flashed, and the Devouring Spirit Fire Snake reappeared. But, its body had shrunk to its original size. It looked dispirited and listless.
Beside the fiery snake, the scarlet fire banner was dim. It seemed that its spirituality had been damaged, and it wouldn't be able to be used for a while.
A thunderclap resounded!
A big black hand stretched out like lightning, and grabbed the scarlet fire banner.
The Devouring Spirit Fire Snake hurriedly turned into a red light, and dashed away. After a few flashes, it returned to Shen Wanqing's side.
"Ha ha, this fire banner is your life's spirit weapon. You fused the fire banner with the fiery snake, and transformed it from a snake into a flood dragon. Its power has greatly increased. But, it's a pity that your cultivation isn't high enough. So, the fusion is too difficult! " The scar-faced bear demon laughed complacently. Then, a black light surged out of his hand, and transformed into a big black hand that firmly grasped the scarlet fire banner. Then, he pointed a finger at it.
"Boom!"
The black hammer turned into a huge hammer shadow in mid-air, and once again fell down on Shen Wanqing's head.
Shen Wanqing's complexion changed dramatically. His body trembled, and he opened his mouth to spit out a bowl-sized flame lotus.
The flame lotus rotated, and quickly expanded by dozens of times. Then, it turned into a huge red lotus that was several feet in size. Then, it emitted a bright red light, and resisted the black hammer.
At the same time, the scarlet fire banner flashed, and a lotus shadow emerged.
The scar-faced bear demon's complexion slightly changed when he saw this. The black Demon Qi on his body surged, and he was about to make a move. But, Shen Wanqing's eyes flashed, and he shouted the word "explode" first.
The lotus shadow that emerged on the fire banner exploded with a loud bang, and the big black hand around it was blown to pieces.
The scar-faced bear demon didn't wait for it to react. The fire banner blurred, and turned into a red shadow. Then, it quickly flew back to Shen Wanqing's hand.
The giant red lotus in mid-air exploded, sending the black hammer and the bell flying backward.
"There's no need to fight. I admit defeat!"
When Shen Wanqing saw this, he turned into a ball of fire and shot towards the human cultivators. At the same time, he shouted.
The scarred bear demon had been affected by the previous explosion, and his face was covered in dirt. Hearing this, an ominous glint appeared in his eyes, and he turned into a black light and chased after them.
At this moment, a blurry white light flashed in front of the Scarred Bear Demon, spinning endlessly in front of it.
"Bang!" The scarred bear demon collided with the white light and was sent flying. He staggered back two steps before stabilizing himself.
Shen Wanqing took this opportunity to return to the crowd of human cultivators and gasped for breath.
"Fellow Daoists, this is only a martial arts competition. Afterwards, we will work together to break the restriction of the ruins. There is no need to fight to the death. Fellow Shen has already admitted defeat, so this match is your victory." The cultivator surnamed Sun withdrew his arm, and the white light that blocked the scarred beast cultivator flashed back into his sleeve.
"Xiong Wu, you have already won. Don't cause any more trouble. Come back." In the Demon Race camp, the leader of the Barbarian Bear Tribe saw this and said.
The scarred man glared hatefully at the red-robed cultivator. He waved his hand to recall the flying hammer and the black bell, and flew back to his camp.
When the cultivator surnamed Sun saw this, he also retreated.
At this moment, Shen Wanqing was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He flipped his hand and took out a red pill. After swallowing it, his complexion became slightly better. Beside him, there was a young girl wearing a red robe sitting at the side. She was whispering something to him. Looking at her clothing, it was obvious that she was a disciple of the Shen Clan.
On the Demon Race's side, the hook-nosed man and the black-robed man discussed a few words in a low voice. Black light flashed on the surface of his body, and he appeared at the location of the previous battle with a series of afterimages.
"I will fight the next match. Which one of you humans will come out?" The hook-nosed man's tone was indifferent, and his expression was quite relaxed. He swept his gaze over the human cultivators.
The Demon Race won the first match, which could be considered a good start. For the second match, they sent out a Jin Dan beast cultivator. It was obvious that they wanted to win two matches in a row and further damage the morale of the human side.
The human cultivators discussed in low voices for a while. Most of their gazes wandered back and forth between Liu Ming and the cultivator surnamed Sun. According to the previous discussion, the two Demon Race Jin Dan beast cultivators would be dealt with by the two of them.
Liu Ming turned his head to look at Cultivator Sun and indifferently said, "Let me deal with this person!"
As soon as he said that, everyone's expression immediately changed.
"Good. Liu, you can go first. But be careful." The cultivator surnamed Sun was startled, but he immediately nodded and warned.
Liu Ming smiled faintly and secretly poured a trace of magic power into a jade pendant at his waist. Black Qi surged from his body and he flew out. In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of the hook-nosed man and calmly looked at the beast cultivator.
"Very good! On your side, apart from the Jin Dan cultivator, your aura is the strongest. You being the one to fight is to my liking. Let's see how many rounds you can survive! "The hook-nosed man looked up and down at Liu Ming and sinisterly smiled.
"I know that your esteemed self is a bird-type beast and that your cultivation is higher than mine. However, there are always variables in a battle. Your esteemed self shouldn't boast too much from the start." Liu Ming's expression remained unchanged.
"Humph! If you want to know whether or not I'm boasting, then try it with your life! " The hook-nosed man spoke in a hoarse voice. At the same time, the azure demonic qi on his body surged and strands of azure air revolved around his body.
When faced with a Jin Dan stage beast cultivator from the Savage Continent, Liu Ming naturally wouldn't underestimate him. With a shake of his sleeve, a flash of purple light shot out. It was the Bitter Wheel Sword. At the same time, he quickly pointed at the air with one hand and muttered an incantation.
The Bitter Wheel Sword immediately shined with a purple sword light. With a blur, it turned into nine identical purple sword lights. With another flash, hundreds of sword shadows whistled through the air toward the hook-nosed man. The hook-nosed man covered the sky and the earth.
For a time, a dense amount of sword Qi crisscrossed on the battlefield. Even the spectators in the distance felt as if they were being enveloped by the sword shadows.
The Bitter Wheel Sword was a lightning-type flying sword. In terms of speed, it wasn't much slower than the Void Sword. When it used the sword light technique, its power could not be underestimated.
"So it's a sword cultivator. Its power isn't weak, but it's a pity that it's too slow." The hook-nosed man calmly evaluated the sword shadows that whistled through the air. Then, with a flash of azure light, he disappeared without a trace.
In the next moment, a gust of wind blew behind Liu Ming and the hook-nosed man appeared out of thin air. A pair of black wings appeared on his back. It was as if his entire body had melted into the wind.
"Die!"
The hook-nosed man raised one hand and his palm instantly turned into a black claw. With a "chi chi" sound, he fiercely clawed at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming's entire body was torn into several pieces by the huge claw shadow.
In the next moment, the hook-nosed man's expression changed. Liu Ming's broken body slowly dissipated. It was only an afterimage!
A hundred feet away, Liu Ming's figure flashed. A pair of silver wings had appeared on his back. They gently flapped, but his expression was somewhat serious.
Although he had relied on the Three Shadowy Mirages Technique and the Beast Armor Technique to accelerate and avoid the opponent's attack, he could clearly feel that the hook-nosed man was only testing him this time and had not used his full strength. In terms of speed, the hook-nosed man was definitely faster than him.
At this moment, his mind was filled with rumors about the Split Eagle Clan.
It was said that this clan was a branch of the Ancient Nine Heavenly Eagle. They were good at controlling the wind-type yuan qi between heaven and earth. Not only was their speed amazing, but they also had the power to tear the void.
However, in order to tear the void, one had to reach the Celestial Phenomenon Realm and borrow the power of the Nine Heavenly Eagle.
"Tsk tsk, your speed isn't slow. You can actually use illusions to form wings. Not bad, this is even more interesting. " The man with a hooked nose slowly turned around and looked at the silver wings on Liu Ming's back. He said word by word.
"Hmph!" Liu Ming snorted. A blue light flashed in his hand and a blue flag appeared. It was the treasure that he had obtained from the giant beast's belly. He injected his spiritual power into it and quickly chanted a spell.
After a "weng" sound, a blue light appeared on the flag. With Liu Ming as the center, a blue light formation several tens of feet in size appeared out of thin air.
The hook-nosed man frowned slightly when he saw this. However, at this moment, Liu Ming waved the flag in his hand.
"Hua la la!"
The surface of the flag flashed blue and the sound of surging waves was loud. Monstrous seawater gushed out and suddenly divided into several water columns that were as thick as water tanks. They shot toward the hook-nosed man.
The hook-nosed man frowned. His figure flickered like a light wind and disappeared strangely.
After the water pillars crashed into the ground, they all fell into thin air.
Not far in front of Liu Ming, a black shadow flashed. The hook-nosed man appeared again. His two arms moved and countless green claw shadows appeared in the sky. They shrouded Liu Ming.
Liu Ming's face froze. He shook the flag in his hand and a blue light curtain condensed instantly on top of his head. There was a faint sound of water flowing from it.
The green claw shadows hit the light curtain and stirred up waves of water. The blue light curtain only shook a few times but did not collapse.
At the same time, the blue flag in Liu Ming's hand flew out and hovered around his body. It emitted a dazzling blue light. It fell on the ground below and turned into strange runes flashing with blue light.
"Up!"
Liu Ming let out a low roar and stretched out both of his hands, slowly lifting them up from the bottom.
There was a loud rumbling sound.
The ground below suddenly shook, and the snow on the nearby snow-capped mountains collapsed as if responding to the tremors. The ground that was imprinted with blue runes cracked open with a few crisp sounds, and water columns shot up into the sky from the ground.
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