The heavens and the earth were filled with thick smoke. Under such an intense explosion, almost all the soldiers from the Demon-Killing Bureau had lost their lives. Even Wu Huang was not spared.
"Island Lord!"
The three clan heads found the Sea King amidst the chaos of the battlefield.
The Sea King had been the closest to the Energy Storage Ball, and he had suffered the most damage. His chest was bleeding profusely, and wounds were everywhere.
As for the Dragon and Phoenix Beasts, who had the lowest cultivation level among them, they were not faring well either. One of their phoenix wings had been lost.
As for the gluttonous maniac who had blocked the fatal attack for them, he had already fainted on the ground.
"I'm fine …" The Sea King pushed them away. He supported himself with the Sea King's trident and stood up straight again. At that moment, Ghost Rider and the others rushed over.
They surveyed their surroundings. The formidable martial artists from the Demon-Killing Bureau were still eyeing them like tigers watching their prey.
It was not because they were weak, but because there were too many enemies.
Although the bald Fifth-Level Wu Sheng had been reduced to ashes, there were still tens of enemies. This was going to be a tough battle.
"I don't think we can hold on for much longer …" Ghost Rider's expression was serious. In just a few short exchanges, all of them were already injured. What's more, the gluttonous maniac had completely fainted. He had already lost the ability to continue fighting.
The people from the Demon-Killing Bureau also stopped in their tracks. They did not dare to attack recklessly anymore.
After all, at their level of cultivation, which one of them did not cherish their own lives? The Sea King and the others' expressions were obviously telling them that they were prepared to fight with their lives on the line.
"What I'm worried about now is whether we can settle things on the other side." The Soul Reaper had always been a man of few words. He looked into the distance. There was another huge battle going on. That was what they were worried about.
In the eyes of Lin Yun and Xiao Wenhao, these small fries were nothing.
As long as one of them won, they could return to this battlefield and decide the outcome.
At the same time, the people from the Demon-Killing Bureau knew this very well.
"Surround them!"
At that moment, an elder from the Demon-Killing Bureau finally made a decision.
It was a Eighth-Level Wu Sheng. He was a white-haired old man. He held an ink painting in his left hand and a brush in his right.
"Three Consummate Painting Saints … This fellow isn't easy to deal with." The Sea King recognized the old man's identity. He was titled the Tri-Ultimate Art Saint. His ink painting and brush were his Martial Soul.
The Sea King had fought with this person many years ago, so he knew how powerful this person was.
"Sea King, on account of our old friendship, please do not resist today. There is still room for negotiation." The Tri Jue Art Saint raised his hand to signal for the crowd to quiet down. His gaze fell on the Sea King as he threatened him.
"San Jue, you know my character very well. I would rather die than surrender. If you have the ability, then don't act so shamelessly. Come at me directly." The Sea King laughed coldly. How could he not tell that this group of people from the Demon-Killing Bureau was also afraid of death?
A chilling glint flashed in the Tri-Supreme Art Saint's eyes as he coldly said, "Do you think your Master can come back alive from Lord Wenhao's attack?"
"Don't forget that the so-called Fifth-grade Wu Zun, Man Qingshui, was seriously injured many years ago. He is already half a step into the grave. Compared to our Lord Wenhao, he is a world of difference!"
"No matter what, the Sect Master will not be defeated. Our path will not end here!"
The Sea King laughed heartily. He raised the Sea King's Trident and pointed it at the Tri-Ultimate Art Saint from afar.
"Very good!" The Tri-Ultimate Art Saint's expression changed. He waved his right hand and the brush turned into a painting. In the ink painting in his left hand, there was a vivid black tiger.
Then, there was a sudden howl between heaven and earth.
Ghost Rider and the others were still confused when they suddenly saw dozens of black tigers appear out of nowhere in the void.
These black tigers were extremely huge. Each of them was ten meters long and several meters tall. They crossed the void and charged towards them.
"Insignificant tricks. Are you here to perform a magic trick?" Ghost Rider sneered. He held the Evil Spirit Chain in his hand and waved it a few times. The chain turned into a shadow and landed directly on the black tigers.
In an instant, the black tigers were struck by the Evil Spirit Chain and turned into flowing light.
"Be careful!"
However, the Sea King frowned when he saw this. He immediately stabbed the Sea King's Trident into the ground.
In an instant, with everyone as the center, a hollow pillar of water with a diameter of 100 meters immediately shot up into the sky, completely blocking the black streams of light that the black tigers had transformed into.
Ghost Rider and the others wanted to ask more questions, but they suddenly saw that the flowing light penetrated the water pillar and landed on the ground. It began to corrode the ground.
Moreover, even if it was the water pillar created by the Sea King, it would be assimilated by the black flowing light and turned into a corrosive liquid.
"It's not light … This is ink?" Ice Fire Demon Chef asked in a low voice.
The Sea King nodded and explained cautiously, "That's right. This is his Sacred Martial Soul, the Tri-Ultimate Divine Brush."
"As long as it's a creature he draws with the divine brush, it can materialize. Moreover, once these materialized creatures are broken, they will turn into this corrosive liquid."
"Let me remind you that this corrosive liquid can ignore Immortal Qi Shields."
After listening to the Sea King's explanation, everyone looked at each other.
Ignore Immortal Qi Shields?
It should be known that the majority of martial artists' defensive methods were "Immortal Qi Body Protection", which consumed a lot of energy. But this ordinary ink could actually ignore the "Immortal Qi Body Protection". One could imagine how terrifying it was.
"Leave this person to me. You guys take care of the rest," the Sea King suggested.
It wasn't because he didn't trust the others, but because he and the Tri-Ultimate Art Saint were old rivals. He knew his opponent's tricks very well. Moreover, the water element he possessed could greatly reduce the effects of the ink.
"Doctor, stay and take care of him," Ghost Rider said to the Doctor of Biology. Ghost Rider said to the biology professor. After all, the biology professor's realm was the lowest. He was only a Level Two Wu Sheng. He wouldn't be of much use on the battlefield.
Now that they had confirmed Menka's death, as the second-in-command of the Ghost Face Sect, Ghost Rider didn't want to see any accidents happen to the gluttonous maniac.
"These bastards, let's teach them a lesson!" Ice Fire Demon Chef raised his hands, condensing the powers of ice and fire. He was prepared to fight with his life on the line.
This battle was going to be even more intense.
If they continued to be surrounded, they would be trapped here until they died.
Their only option now was to fight like cornered beasts!
"Kill!"
Following the Sea King's order, everyone attacked in unison, raising their condition to their strongest!
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