His eyes were solemnly looking at the void where Zhou and Feng were standing. The suffocating breath emanating from them was clearly not what one would expect from a person at the Ascension Wheel Realm.
With a bad feeling in his heart, he gently asked Zhou Yufeng: "You are...Zhangsheng!"
"I am not a master of martial arts, but I have already understood the rudiments of my magical powers." Zhou Yufeng laughed wildly in the green storm, looking down at Kong Ju with a calm voice.
"You can't beat me. I tell you all this just to tell you how big the gap between us is."
As he spoke, a hint of greed suddenly flashed across Zhou Yufeng's face: "Hand over your ice and snow magic, and I may spare your life."
When he said this, Kong Ju was stunned at first, and then an expression of "I see" appeared in his eyes.
"So this old man said so much just for my Fengtao Funeral Snow."
Come to think of it, Fengtao's Great Snow Burial is known as the number one ice and snow heritage in Wudong.
This is undoubtedly very attractive to Zhou Yufeng, who is good at witchcraft.
Not only him, I'm afraid even the powerful Zhang Sheng would become greedy because of this.
After figuring out the key points, Kong Ju's eyes became somewhat meaningful.
The Fengtao Great Burial of Snow was inherited from the Cangwu Sect. There was no written record of it in the ice and snow fantasy of the Snow Drinking Ancestor.
Even if Kong Ju was killed, he still couldn't get it out.
Besides, he had no intention of following Zhou and Feng's wishes.
Kong Ju didn't believe his lies that he would spare his life if he handed over Feng Tao Dazang Xue.
"When I was fooling people, you were still breastfeeding." Kong Ju thought with a sneer.
However, the current situation is quite unfavorable to me, and I definitely cannot win the fight.
The old man in front of him has already understood the rudiments of supernatural powers, and can be considered half an expert.
He quickly searched in his mind and counted all his cards.
He prioritized the Xuanwu furnace, because unless he used third-grade elixirs to feed it, it would be difficult to suppress the day and wind in front of him.
Then there are only two options left.
The soul-calming bell and the ink painting scroll given to him by his master's wife.
"Once the Soul-Calming Bell comes out, this old man will definitely be recognized at a glance. He is extremely good at hiding, and Yunxia Fenghen, the essence of heaven and earth, has a significant boost in speed. I'm afraid Ge Xia won't be able to kill him."
"When the news of the Soul-Calming Bell is exposed, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Tianqi anymore."
"I can only try with the ink painting scroll first. If there is really no other way, I can only use the soul-calming bell."
Thoughts flashed through Kong Ju's mind and he quickly made a decision.
Now he could only place his hope on his master's wife, whose strength was unfathomable.
Kong Ju seemed to have thought a lot, but in fact, it only took less than one or two breaths.
During this time, his facial expression kept changing. Zhou and Feng saw this and thought he was playing a mental game, and his eyes became more and more playful.
Suddenly, Kong Ju sighed, and Zhou Yufeng saw him take out a scroll from his arms.
It was obvious that the scroll was not an ordinary object. It was wrapped together and had magical power flowing on it.
Before he could take a closer look, Kong Ju suddenly looked up at him and asked with a complicated expression, "Does what you said still count?"
Zhuo Yufeng's eyes were fixed on the scroll, and he responded without thinking: "I am a priest of the Zhuyin tribe, and my words are law."
"Okay!" Kong Ju gritted his teeth, pretended to be resolute, loosened the hand holding the scroll, and controlled the spiritual power to slowly send the scroll out.
However, the scroll flew less than three feet away.
There was a look of hesitation in Kong Qi's eyes, as if he had suddenly changed his mind. He withdrew his spiritual power and wanted to take the scroll back.
How could Zhou Yufeng, who had been paying close attention to Kong Jue's actions, let him get his wish?
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly.
Puff! An invisible energy bloomed from Kong Ju's chest.
Kong Ju only felt a chill in his chest, and a bloodstain nearly three feet long suddenly appeared.
This time, the strange magical power of Day and Feng completely tore apart the defense of Hanyi Sixue Shu, leaving him with serious injuries so deep that the bones were visible.
"Damn it!" Kong Ju cursed inwardly as he felt the pain in his chest.
However, there was a miserable expression on his face as he watched helplessly as his scroll was taken away by Day and Wind.
On the other side, Zhou and Feng snatched the scroll but did not open it themselves.
Instead, he looked at Kong Ju with a sneer, placed the scroll in the air several feet in front of him, controlled the green magical power to transform it into the shape of a palm, and slowly opened the scroll.
Swish! The scroll was unrolled, and an ink painting appeared before Day and Wind's eyes.
At first glance, there is nothing unusual in the painting. It only depicts two young figures fighting each other.
One of them was wearing golden armor, and the other was holding a ferocious longbow.
But if you look closely, you can find that every stroke in the painting is linked to the other, presenting an obscure and profound rhythm.
"This painting is not simple!" Zhou Yufeng showed joy on his face. He could tell it was extraordinary at a glance.
Just shifting their gaze to the two young men, Zhuo and Feng felt that the young man holding the longbow looked somewhat familiar.
"Hmm?" Zhou Yufeng snorted in confusion, not waiting for him to take a closer look.
Kong Ju, who was far away, showed a playful smile at this moment, and with his lips moving playfully, he uttered a word: "Get up!"
The ink painting scroll that was spread out in front of him by the day and the wind shook violently in the air as Kong Jue wrote a word.
Crash!
The thick black energy turned into a surging river, gushing out from the ink scroll with a loud bang.
In an instant, the void within a radius of several miles centered on the scroll was completely swallowed up.
The smile on Zhou Yufeng's face had not yet disappeared, and the next moment he was overwhelmed by the power erupting from the scroll, dyeing the green tiger monster he had transformed into pure black.
A terrifying pulling force erupted from the long river as dark as ink, trying to drown the day and the wind.
Zhou Yufeng was already very careful, but he never expected that the power of this ink scroll would be so great. It exploded in an instant, and he didn't even have time to react.
"How dare you, boy!" Along with the roars of day and wind, he mobilized his supernatural powers and transformed himself into a tiger demon, struggling frantically in the ink.
Waves of green energy exploded, trying to break free from the constraints of the ink.
But the power of water ink was quite strong, and Day and Wind, who were blessed with magical powers, were unable to get rid of it for a while.
Even in the face of his resistance, Shui Mo provoked a more violent attack.
The green magical power that was wrapped around Day and Wind's bodies was erased when it came into contact with the ink vortex, and black ink began to cling to Day and Wind's bodies.
Every time a bit of Day and Wind's bodies are dyed black, the force of the ink vortex pulling them becomes stronger.
Pulling the day and the wind closer and closer to the center of the ink vortex.
Looking at the center of the ink vortex that was like a real abyss, panic finally emerged in Zhuo and Feng's eyes, and they shouted: "Magic power! You can actually use magic power on an ordinary piece of rice paper."
On the other side, Kong Ju had already retrieved the sound of Longquan at the moment when Day and Wind were trapped in the ink scroll.
Seeing that Zhou and Feng were temporarily unable to escape, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master's wife is very clever."
The fact that he was able to suppress Zhou and Feng, who both possessed supernatural powers, proved that his master's wife was probably aware of the existence of supernatural powers.
The roar of day and wind further proved this point.
In this way, what Kong Jue had to do next became simple.
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"Kick the dog when it's down." Long Quan raised his voice, Kong Ju's eyes were cold, and his spiritual power surged.
With the halberd in his hand, his momentum immediately rose steadily, and the cold power continued to spread from the void where he stood.
"Unparalleled Dance!" Kong Ju knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, so he used his strongest halberd technique as soon as he made a move.
As the halberd in his hand danced lightly in the air, wind and snow whistled.
Countless white dragon shadows came riding on the wind and snow, dancing around Kong Ju, and finally gathered into a giant frost vortex.
"Roar!" After a loud dragon roar.
In the center of the vortex, the head of a giant dragon slowly rose into the air. Its size was larger than before, and the dragon head alone was nearly a hundred feet long.
As the force of the long spear in Kong Qi's hand continued to spread.
The giant dragon slowly climbed up from the center of the vortex, revealing its miles-long body and its majestic power.
"Kill!" Kong Ju's eyes were stern as he uttered the word 'kill'.
The snow dragon moved wherever the halberd pointed.
With the force of endless wind and snow, Kong Ju moved with the snow dragon and swung his halberd towards the day and wind that were controlled by the vortex of ink and wash.
The old man, who had seemed confident of victory before, finally showed panic in his eyes when he saw the snow dragon coming out of nowhere.
But he is not an ordinary Shenglun after all. As a priest of the Zhuyin tribe, he has experienced countless life-and-death battles in his life.
Even though he was constantly pulled by the ink vortex and couldn't break free for a while, he showed a ferocious expression at the critical moment.
"You are asking for death."
As the gloomy voice of day and wind fell.
The green energy condensed on his body suddenly condensed into a green blade in front of him.
As soon as the blade was formed and before it was swung out, Kong Ju, who was far away, felt a chill on his neck.
It was conceivable that once this blade was released, he would be unable to dodge it, just like in the previous situation.
But at this point, there is no room for retreat.
“Come on then!” With a fierce look in his eyes, Kong Ju did not retreat but advanced instead. The power of the halberd in his hand did not decrease. On the contrary, with his resolute expression, the unparalleled Dancing Snow Dragon pounced on Zhou Yufeng at an even faster speed.
It was almost the moment before the snow dragon was about to kill Zhou and Feng.
The green blades also disappeared in front of Zhou Yufeng. Zhou Yufeng's cold voice echoed in the air: "Magic power: Wind Mark!"
Swoosh! An invisible ripple exploded from the void where Kong Ju was.
Kong Ju only felt a chill on his neck, and then his vision became upside down. The bright moon in the sky was below his field of vision, and he could see the outline of the earth above his field of vision.
Furthermore, the two perspectives were still spinning, making the world spin.
"No!" In this state, Kong Ju vaguely heard a shrill voice coming from behind.
He saw the world spinning.
Cong Yun and Zai Fu Qiaoqiao were riding on the big peng and coming rapidly from behind. They finally broke Ding Fengbo's curse.
After escaping, the first thing they did was to look for Kong Ju.
I happened to see the scene where Kong Ju's head was chopped off.
The one who let out the desperate roar was Zaifu Qiaoqiao. When she saw Kong Ju's head falling continuously in the void, her body went limp with fear.
"Cry!" Then came the sad clatter of Dapeng's hooves.
Cong Yun looked at the head that was cut off from Kong Jue's body, his expression complicated, and he remained silent for a long time.
He seemed unable to accept that a young man whom he thought was extremely lucky would die in such a place.
"Hahaha!" Zhou Yufeng laughed heartily as he looked at Kong Ju's headless body.
Even though he was tricked by Kong Ju, he was at least a half-step palm master with supernatural powers, so it was easy for him to kill Taiguang.
However, his smile soon came to an abrupt end.
Because the snow dragon that came out of nowhere has already attacked right in front of them.
He came charging forward with such a powerful aura that made both Zhou and Feng's faces turn pale.
"Impossible!" Zhou Yufeng exclaimed. Without the support of spiritual power, the snow dragon should have disappeared.
This was not the most surprising thing for Day and Wind.
An even more terrifying scene followed.
I saw that Kong Ju's body, whose head had been cut off, was still waving the halberd.
And behind the body, a crystal clear snow lotus appeared in the void. The snow lotus was so holy that it was indescribable and had a sacred feeling that could not be desecrated.
With the blessing of the snow lotus, the power of the snow dragon that was rushing towards Day and Feng increased dramatically.
Finally, it continued to expand in the vision of day and wind.
Boom! Boom! A deafening sound exploded in the vortex of ink.
The moment the snow dragon touched the day and wind, it turned into snow-white energy that swallowed up the world.
The terrifying energy vibrated in the void, causing the aftermath of world destruction.
(End of this chapter)