The surrounding fog rose, and Zhu Bogao immediately lost track of Zhang Yan. However, he seemed to have predicted this, and his expression did not change. He took a few steps back, getting closer to the formation door. He was prepared to retreat into it at any time if something went wrong.
Inside his body, his mysterious technique circulated, and a scarlet light shot out from his eyes. It shot out three hundred meters, sweeping across the sky in an attempt to see through the fog. After looking for a while, he still could not find the source. Suddenly, he sensed something and glanced sideways. He saw a hundred or so ink-colored water droplets flying over from the fog.
Just Now was the beginning of the fight, and he did not want to expose his methods too early. With a thought, he raised his forearm to block in front of him.
However, this object seemed to be only a tiny water droplet, yet it carried a tremendous force. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! He felt his arm shake violently, and his body was pushed by the great force to the point of swaying repeatedly, causing him to be unable to stand firmly.
He was a Demon Lord, after all. How could he be willing to be forced back right from the start? With a loud roar, he advanced instead of retreating. After taking two steps forward, he suddenly swung his arm forcefully, flinging away the dozens of Serene Yin Heavy Water droplets.
Zhang Yan's gaze flickered when he saw this scene from within the fog.
If it had been an ordinary Demon King, these hundred or so Serene Yin Heavy Water droplets would not have been able to harm them, and they would not have been able to deal with it so easily. From this, it could be seen that Zhu Bogao had already cultivated to the Fourth Transformation of Strength Path.
Such a Great Demon had a sturdy body and did not fear the Heaven and Earth Sealing Technique. He also had a formation behind him, so he could not take him down in a short amount of time. In that case, there was no harm in using a small technique to probe him first. After he had a clear understanding of his movements, he would decide how to act.
After making up his mind, he circulated his magic power. Another hundred or so ink-black water droplets appeared in the air, and he waved his sleeve lightly. It sprinkled over like rain.
Just Now, Zhu Bogao had tested it once and found that this thing was only strong and heavy, but did not pose much of a threat to him. Thus, he did not dodge or evade. With a low roar, layers of fine scales appeared under his robes, spreading to his cheeks. They shone with a golden light. It was as if a layer of golden armor had covered him. At the same time, he lowered his head slightly, preparing to endure it.
But he didn't know that it wasn't the Nether Heavy Water that came this time, but the Nether Heavy Water instead, and when he noticed something was off, it was already too late. His body felt as if it had been smashed by a hundred hammers at the same time. His scales shattered, and he staggered backward.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of another hundred or so drops of ink beads flying towards him. He cursed inwardly. With a wave of his hand, a long silk cloth floated in front of him. Its color was like a golden sunset. It swayed in the air like water ripples, and with a light tremble, it absorbed all of the heavy water that was flying toward it.
He was not a lowly little demon. He had millions of people under him and was extremely wealthy. He did not lack any magical treasures or magical powers.
This' Golden Carp Crouching Ripples Silk 'was refined from the blood essence of the Golden Carp Clan Leaders of the past generations. It was originally refined to deal with the divine abilities and magic treasures of the disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Even if a huge wave were to come crashing down, it would still be easily absorbed.
Zhang Yan saw this, but his expression did not change.
Although the heavy water had been absorbed, he was able to force the other party to reveal the powerful magical treasures in his hands. It could be said that he had achieved his goal of attacking.
He remembered that the other party had used a long silk cloth yesterday, but it was red in color, which was quite different from this one. Obviously, one could be used to escape, and the other could be used to collect things. He guessed that the other party should have an even more powerful magical treasure on him, and decided to test it a few more times.
So he waved his sleeve, and shot over ten drops of Heavy Yin Water over to restrain the other party. He himself soared to a high altitude, and gathered his magical power. Behind him, rolling yellow smoke condensed and gathered.
Du Bogao held the golden silk cloth in his hand, and with a light shake, he collected the attacking heavy water again. Just as he was about to find Zhang Yan's location in the mist, he suddenly heard a muffled sound in the air. He sensed that it was getting closer and closer to where he was. Not long after, he saw the mist above his head break apart, and then a huge hand that covered the sky and the earth slapped down.
His expression changed, and he reached out to touch his abdomen. He raised his head and opened his mouth. With a "ha", he spat out a white pearl. It rolled in the air, and released a dazzling light. It was like melting ice and snow, and it corroded a big hole in the big hand.
With a rumble, the big hand fell, and the Gang Yun within dozens of miles exploded. The Gang Ying above the Extreme Heaven had no obstruction, and they all fell down.
In the Shousui Mountain below, after hearing a deafening sound, the Qincang disciples saw the clouds in the sky split, and cracks appeared like broken tiles. Among them, there were neon golden lights darting back and forth, like thunder and lightning flashing in the dark clouds.
After a few glances, Wei Zihong took a few steps forward, waved the formation flag, and activated the formation in the mountain. After the Gang Ying fell, it hit on the formation, and like a hail rain, it immediately made a concentrated sound, and the formation's spiritual vigor fluctuated, flickering and flickering.
The demons hiding in the Jin River, on the other hand, were in trouble. After the Gang Ying fell into the water, it floated with the water. This thing was harder than metal, but it was as fine as dust. When it fell, it was mixed with Yang Poison Qi, and those with low cultivation were immediately injured by it. Blood flowed, and there were wails everywhere.
Only then did the demon tribes know that it was not safe to hide in the water, and they hurriedly activated the formation to protect themselves. After a while, the situation was stabilized.
At the same time, the two cultivators from the Demon Sect had already arrived above the sky on the flying shuttle, but because of the fog, it was difficult to see the situation clearly.
The cultivator was about to use the [Candle Illuminating the Nine Underworlds] to take a look, but before he could move, he was stopped by the skinny Daoist, who said, "Junior Apprentice-Brother, our cultivation is not as good as Zhang Yan's. If we use this rashly, he will definitely be alerted. Moreover, with your mana, how long can you watch?"
The cultivator thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he asked, "Senior Apprentice-Brother, do you have a countermeasure?"
The skinny Daoist said, "The Shuyang Water can only cover our tracks for two hours, we can't just sit here and wait, why don't we go a little closer."
The strange-looking Cultivator hesitated for a moment. He knew that doing this was dangerous, and if he made a mistake, he could lose his life. However, his desire to gain merit prevailed, so he agreed. Following the sound, he stealthily steered the flying shuttle toward the area where the two were fighting.
Du Bogao had the help of the Elixir Jade, so although the Xuanhuang Giant Hand was fierce, it did not touch him. But just as he dealt with it, he saw the Giant Hand turn into clouds of yellow smoke and disperse, then reassemble in the sky. He could not help but frown.
He knew his own situation well, and relying on the formation to fight had its advantages and disadvantages. It was more than enough to defend, but not enough to attack. If he did not disperse the surrounding fog as soon as possible and find his opponent, this situation of passively taking a beating was destined to continue. Based on Zhang Yan's endless tricks, he would be forced to reveal his cards sooner or later.
Thinking of this, he spat out the Elixir Jade and let go of the Xuanhuang Giant Hand. Then, he took out eight pieces of talisman paper from his sleeve. This was called the "Divine Talisman of Morality", it could bring order out of chaos, calm spiritual vigor, and break all kinds of illusory formations.
Holding it in his palm, he chanted a few incantations, and the talisman paper floated with the wind, disappearing into the fog. Not long after, the thick fog around them gradually dispersed.
This time, Zhu Bogao immediately saw Zhang Yan's figure. He immediately pulled back his bowstring and shot three arrows into the sky!
Zhang Yan watched the arrow light coming over and smiled. His body did not move, but a mighty wave of water came surging over from beneath his feet. With a surge, the arrows that were flying toward him were swept away. At the same time, he flicked his finger, and with a rumble, a bolt of lightning shot down.
Zhu Bogao's expression turned cold. He took out a long-handled Golden Crow Roar from his bag, and with a loud roar, he pushed upwards and blocked the lightning. Then, he swung his head, and the two long, jade-like whiskers at the corners of his lips suddenly extended a thousand feet, curling upwards like long whips.
These two whiskers were natural oddities on his body. After hundreds of years of being watered with external medicine and refined with internal blood essence, they had become incomparably tough. Even if it was a profound level weapon in front of him, if it was not a high-grade one, a single whip would shatter it into pieces. Its spiritual vigor would dissipate, and it would become an ordinary item. If it struck a person, a light hit would break their bones and tendons, and a heavy hit would cause them to die.
Zhang Yan cast two more bolts of strong thunder, but the whiskers swung through the air and dispersed the thunder Qi with two popping sounds. He could tell that there was a trick to this thing, and after some thought, he decided not to fight it head-on. Instead, he used the Art of Shifting, and his escape technique suddenly escaped from his original spot. He reappeared a mile away, Just Now.
He took out his hand and absorbed a wisp of spiritual vigor. After a brief examination, he knew that there was a strange Qi suppressing the surroundings, and he would not be able to cast the Qi fog for at least two hours. His eyes flashed, and he pulled his body up, rushing toward the Second Layer of Heaven.
Zhu Bogao saw that he had suddenly disappeared, and was puzzled. But not long after, he saw a purple cloud appear above his head, and then spread outwards at an extremely fast speed. The sound of muffled thunder came from the sky. At first, it was indistinguishable, but after it occupied hundreds of miles of the sky, the sound became grand and loud, and the roar reverberated, as if the sky was collapsing.
"This is … the Heavenly Thunder of Purple Clouds?"
He felt his scalp tingle as he listened, and a deep shudder rose in his heart.
For tens of thousands of years, the demon cultivators of the North Underworld Continent had fought with the Qincang School many times. Even though he had never seen this supernatural power, he had long heard of its might. Although he already had a way to deal with it, he had never thought that after this technique was used, the thunder Qi could cover the sky for hundreds of miles. The ferocity of its momentum could be said to be earth-shattering.
How could he dare to take on such a great supernatural power head-on? Without even thinking, he hurriedly hid in the Golden Beryllium Formation.
Once he arrived at the formation, he sat down cross-legged, took out a handful of pills, and stuffed them into his mouth. Without chewing, he raised his head and swallowed them whole. Then, he made a hand seal and circulated all the magic power in his body to support the formation. Not long after, layers of formation Qi spread over and formed a thick cocoon.
When the Heavenly Thunder of Purple Clouds appeared, the two demonic cultivators a hundred miles away were caught in the crossfire. Although the two of them had already entered the Yuanying realm, that was because they had relied on the help of their sects, and not their own proper cultivation. Moreover, their skills were all in the art of escape and detection, and their own skills were not deep. Just hearing the thunder, they were already vomiting blood.
The strange-looking cultivator had a look of terror on his face. He clutched his chest and said, "Senior Brother, hurry, hurry up and leave this place." After saying that, he also coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
The skinny cultivator didn't have time to speak. He endured the waves of thunder that shook his internal organs and forcefully circulated his magic power to drive the shuttle. But after turning a few rounds, he discovered to his shock that the heavens, the earth, and the earth were covered by a layer of lightning net, and there was no way to escape at all.
The two of them never expected that taking a risk would actually cause them to be trapped in such a predicament. Instantly, despair arose in their hearts, but they were unwilling to resign themselves to death. They frantically took out all the magic treasures they carried with them, wanting to resist this attack.
Zhang Yan stood in the Second Heaven with his hands behind his back and looked down. He only glanced at the shuttle in the distance and didn't pay any more attention to it. When he circulated his magic power to the extreme, he raised his hand and pointed down. In an instant, thousands of lightning bolts tore the sky apart!
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