Chapter 917
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The lightning bolt was dozens of feet tall, and it emitted an aura that could destroy everything.
Indigo Qingzi was like the God of Thunder, holding the lightning bolt in his hand and looking majestic.
Swoosh!
Indigo Qingzi disappeared from his spot and his body seemed to have turned into lightning. His speed was unimaginably fast as he stabbed the lightning bolt in his hand at Ancestor Yue.
Ancestor Yue's eyes flashed as his right hand drew a mysterious trajectory. Surging Origin Energy gushed out from his palm and turned into a spiral force that attacked Indigo Qingzi.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The lightning bolt and the spiral force collided and produced a sound like two heavy hammers hitting each other. Waves of energy rippled out in all directions.
All the cultivators within a radius of several thousand feet were swept away.
Even ordinary Great Emperors could not withstand the aftershocks of a battle between Half-Saints. Once they were affected, they would either be injured or killed. Clang!
Clang! Clang!
Clang! Another few collisions sounded. Ancestor Yue and Indigo Qingzi had turned into shadows and exchanged more than a hundred blows.
"Humph! Get the hell out of here! "
Ancestor Yue sneered as a pocket-sized firebird flew out from the flames on his body and crashed into Indigo Qingzi's chest.
Poof!
Indigo Qingzi spat out blood and was sent flying.
"You are indeed the strongest person in the Vermilion Bird Celestial Sect to be able to defeat Indigo Qingzi. Unfortunately, this is the end for you. Blue Phoenix, Green Robe, attack together and kill him as quickly as possible. We can't lose to the Great Elder when we destroy the Vermilion Bird Celestial Sect. "
Zi Xuanji sneered. Her figure was like the wind, like a ghost, and she suddenly appeared behind Elder Yue.
Buzz!
A long sword flew out from the interspatial ring. It had a strange shape and looked like it was formed by flames. The flames flowed and it was impossible to tell if it had a physical body.
"Flowing Flame Sword!"
Elder Zi Xuanji roared as the Flowing Flame Sword in his hand slashed out a hundred feet long. It was so sharp that even the space was cut open.
The sword released an extremely powerful force and slashed at Ancestor Yue's back.
Blue Phoenix stepped out and blocked in front of Ancestor Yue.
Both of his palms struck out, and an incomparably powerful palm technique was displayed in his hands.
"Beiluo Sacred Hands!"
Thousands of palm shadows appeared and struck down from the top of Old Ancestor Yue's head. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder, as if this space was going to be smashed into pieces.
Green Robe attacked from Old Ancestor Yue's left. It was also a killing move that was difficult to block, causing the wind and clouds to change color.
"Wind Chasing Deadly Fist!"
Layers of fist shadows covered Old Ancestor Yue, intending to smash him into a meat patty.
When the three Half-Saints attacked at the same time, their power could destroy heaven and earth. Everyone watching the battle in secret had the same thought when they saw this scene.
"Old Ancestor Yue is dead for sure!"
"Three Half-saints are besieging Ancestor Yue at the same time. He has just become a Half-saint. Even with the help of the Vermilion Bird, his battle experience is far inferior to the Half-saints of Taoism. There's no way you'll be able to survive this attack. "
"The Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect has fallen."
The people who were watching the battle in the dark seemed to be talking about something that couldn't be more ordinary. There was neither sadness nor joy in their tone.
If this was all that the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect had shown, it wasn't worth their attention at all.
Indigo Qingzi adjusted his breath while watching the battle of the other Seven Color Emissaries of Taoism. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a sinister smile.
"How dare you injure me. Die, Old Ancestor Yue!"
Indigo Qingzi laughed maniacally. However, before he finished laughing, something happened to Old Ancestor Yue's body.
The raging flames on Old Ancestor Yue's body suddenly turned into feathers the moment he was besieged.
Those were the feathers of the Vermilion Bird. They were arranged in a very mysterious order on Old Ancestor Yue's body, like a tattered armor.
However, when seeing so many Vermilion Bird feathers, no one would believe that this tattered armor was as unbearable as it looked.
"Chirp —"
The Vermilion Bird's long cry shook the Nine Heavens.
With Old Ancestor Yue as the center, a total of thirty-six flaming Vermilion Birds flew out. They expanded in the wind and blocked all the attacks from Zi Xuanji and the other two.
At the same time, a terrifying rebounding force was transmitted over. Zi Xuanji and the other two's expressions changed, and they retreated a full thousand feet before they gradually stabilized themselves.
The thirty-six flaming Vermilion Birds let out a long cry in unison, causing the sky to change color.
"People of Taoism, prepare to die! Do you really think that the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect is a pushover? With the Vermilion Bird Princess here, you can dream on if you want to destroy the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect! "
Old Ancestor Yue's eyes turned cold. He stepped on a flaming Vermilion Bird and flew toward Indigo Qingzi!
Indigo Qingzi was already injured, so he obviously had to focus his attacks. Only by killing the four Half-Saints of the Seven Color Emissaries of Taoism one by one could they possibly resolve the crisis that the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect was facing.
"These are just the incarnations of the Vermilion Bird feathers. They only have brute force but not high intelligence. Moreover, the more incarnations there are, the more scattered their power will be. There's no need to be afraid. With the combined power of the four of us, we can destroy them one by one! "
Origin energy flowed in Zi Xuanji's eyes, and the power of order surrounded her body. With a little deduction, she deduced the strength of the flaming Vermilion Birds!
However, the number of flaming Vermilion Birds was not small. Although they were not as strong as them, they were far more powerful than ordinary peak Great Emperors and could hold off a Half-Saint for a while.
"Kill!"
"Destroy them!"
"Kill!"
Following three violent roars, Zi Xuanji and the other two went up against the three flaming Vermilion Birds. They executed a mysterious movement technique and did not clash head-on with the flaming Vermilion Birds.
After a while, there were three bangs, and the three flaming Vermilion Birds had already dissipated in their hands.
"Save me, Boss Zi Xuanji!"
Indigo Qingzi's voice suddenly rang through the sky.
Zi Xuanji and the other two looked over. They saw Old Ancestor Yue holding a flaming chain tightly in his hand, and the other end of the chain was the bound Indigo Qingzi.
Indigo Qingzi was already injured. How could he block the attack of Old Ancestor Yue and a flaming Vermilion Bird?
"No one can save you! Even if the gods appear, they can't save you! "
Old Ancestor Yue's lips curled into a cold smile. The flaming Vermilion Bird under his feet suddenly transformed into a flaming cloud.
"Xuan Yun Fire Transformation Technique, destroy!"
The flaming cloud was absorbed by Old Ancestor Yue's body and turned into the purest energy. It flew out from his palm and hit Indigo Qingzi's head.
Bam!
Indigo Qingzi's body instantly exploded, and blood spurted out. He died on the spot!
"No!"
Zi Xuanji, Green Robe, and Blue Phoenix roared at the same time.
In front of countless Black Light Mirrors, the scene of Indigo Qingzi's body exploding was still stuck in the minds of the upper echelons of the hidden forces.
"In the end, we still underestimated the Vermilion Bird Celestial Sect!"
"Old Ancestor Yue was actually able to kill one of the four Half-Saints besieging him. Although he borrowed the power of the Vermilion Bird feather. It's enough to show how strong Old Ancestor Yue is! "
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