The aftermath exploded like a mushroom cloud, and energy ripples spread wildly around.

Wherever the ripples passed, the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed, revealing a vacuum zone of nearly seven or eight miles in radius.

Congyun, Zaifu Qiaoqiao and Dapeng who were nearby were all within the attack range of the aftermath.

Affected by the cold force in the aftermath, the bodies of the three people were instantly covered with frost.

This forced Congyun to use the Golden Bell to defend against the final blow from Kong Jue.

While resisting the erosion of the aftermath, Cong Yun did not forget to send a horrified voice to Zai Fu Qiao Qiao: "Master Kong's head has been chopped off, how can he still swing such a terrifying halberd."

Zai Fu Qiaoqiao pretended not to hear anything, her eyes were empty, and she had no intention of responding to Congyun at all.

Logically speaking, his life soul was in Kong Ju's hands, so if he died, he should have considered it a sudden death.

But why am I still alive?

Just as the two of them were doubting each other.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the energy aftermath that was so intense that it could not be seen with the naked eye, flew straight towards the three people, and finally flew onto the back of Dapeng.

"Who!" Seeing the figure suddenly appear, both Cong Yun and Zai Fu Qiaoqiao's faces showed a look of vigilance at first.

After seeing the appearance of the person coming clearly, their faces froze, and finally turned into deep shock.

The man was wearing a white robe and there was a hideous bloodstain on his chest, deep enough to see the bone.

He held a halberd in one hand and his severed head in the other, and the tragic aura of the battle still lingered on his body.

Looking at the appearance of that head, isn't that the Kong Jue whose head was beheaded by the day and the wind?

Looking at the horrifying scene in front of him, Zong Yun was unable to speak clearly. He pointed at Kong Ju and stammered, "This! How... is it possible!"

Zaifu Qiaoqiao also had a look of dissatisfaction and disbelief on his face, and called Kong Ju with a trembling voice: "Sir?"

"It's me!" The head kicked in Kong Ju glanced at the two people in front of him and spoke softly, as if nothing had happened. At the end, he said to himself, "I'm not dead yet."

After saying this, in the stunned gazes of the two men, Kong Ju slowly raised the head and placed it on his neck.

Then he took out the intermittent ointment and applied it to the cut site. The smooth cut healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During this process, Kong Jue also applied a layer of intermittent ointment on his chest to stop the bleeding.

After doing all this, Kong Ju breathed a sigh of relief. He did not forget to stretch his neck with both hands to make sure that he would not fall. Then he turned his head and looked at Cong Yun and Zai Fu Qiaoqiao.

He could clearly see the horror still lingering in the eyes of the two men.

Not only were Cong Yun and Zai Fu Qiaoqiao stunned by the scene.

The big peng under his feet also turned his head and looked at Kong Ju with disbelief in his eyes.

Even if one is a powerful being, once his head is chopped off, he can only abandon his original body and find a new one.

Kong Ju was actually able to replace the head that was cut off by Zhou Yufeng.

This scene is more than shocking; it is downright horrifying.

But now is not the time to explain.

"I'll explain it to you later." Kong Ju responded to the two of them indifferently, then turned his head and looked towards the center of the battle that was submerged by the Wushuang Dance that he had performed with all his strength.

The raging energy gradually calmed down as Kong Jue pressed his head back on with the intermittent ointment.

With that strike of the halberd, all the clouds in the sky that were blown by the Ding Fengbo were swept away, and the bright white moonlight spread down, illuminating the current scene of the battlefield.

The ink vortex was still there, but due to the impact of Kong Jue's halberd, the color of the ink vortex became much lighter, and its energy seemed to be about to be exhausted.

As for Day and Wind who were trapped in the whirlpool, they were not so lucky.

Because of the restraint of the ink vortex, Kong Jue was hit hard by the halberd.

The green demon tiger's fur was torn and had lost its original color. Its skinny face was covered in blood and flesh. One of its eyes was destroyed by Kong Ju's halberd and was half hanging on the tiger's face, revealing its white bones.

Not much blood flowed out because the white frost had frozen all his wounds.

The coldness and deathly air in the ice and snow continued to corrode the bodies of Day and Wind.

When Kong Ju looked at him, the rest of his eyes looked back at him with resentment, the anger and madness in his eyes almost overflowing from his pupils.

"He's not dead yet!" Kong Ju's face twitched when he saw this scene.

Wushuang Dance is already the most powerful move that Kong Ju can perform, and this was with the help of Princess Youqing's ink painting scroll. Zhou Yufeng actually took his halberd's blow head-on.

None of them died on the spot.

Although he looked miserable, he was obviously not at the end of his life. How could Kong Ju not be shocked?

"Zhou Yufeng has only understood the rudiments of his magical powers. If he fully comprehends them, I'm afraid only the powerful Zhangsheng can hurt him." Kong Ju thought.

On the other side, Cong Yun and Zai Fu Qiaoqiao had temporarily suppressed their surprise at Kong Ju's "resurrection".

Looking at Zhou and Feng, who were full of murderous intent and pretending to be crazy, both of them had very solemn expressions.

"Kill him while he's sick!" Zongyun's dark eyes rolled around, pointing at Zhou Yufeng who was still trapped in the ink vortex, and suggested to Kong Ju: "Donor Kong, let's go together and save him!"

"Zhou Yufeng is not so easy to kill. Your halberd strike failed to kill him. If he escapes, we will all die here." Zaifu Qiaoqiao disagreed with Congyun's opinion and said to Kong Ju: "I suggest that you retreat first."

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Hearing the two voices in his ears, Kong Ju looked at the ink and wash magic that was fading away, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

After retracting his gaze, he gently patted the big roc under him and uttered a word: "Go!"

Whoosh! Dapeng had wanted to run away a long time ago. If it hadn't thought that Kong Ju was still fighting with Zhou Yufeng, it wouldn't even have come over to take a look.

Now that I have heard Kong Ju's order, there is no reason for me to disobey.

With a loud cry, the roc turned into a white light, swept through the darkness, fled the area, and disappeared without a trace on the horizon.

Leaving behind were Day and Wind, who were still bound in the void by the magic of ink and wash, staring at the direction where Dapeng disappeared with resentful eyes.

"I will grind you to dust." In the void, the crazy roars of Zhou and Feng shook the void.

Dapeng is quite intelligent. After being locked by the curse eyes of Day and Feng Ding Feng Bo, he has been wary of this enemy for a long time.

In addition, after seeing the scene of Kong Ju being beheaded by him, he avoided Zhou and Feng like the plague.

Therefore, when he heard Kong Ju's order to run, he immediately exerted his maximum speed.

Finally, some secret method was activated.

The wings were covered with a layer of red-gold brilliance, and they streaked across the night sky like a meteor, covering a thousand miles in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

“At this speed, even someone at the peak of Soul Transformation may not be able to catch up.” Looking at the earth disappearing below, Kong Ju’s tense body slowly relaxed.

The reason why he rejected Cong Yun's suggestion to beat the downed dog was because he had no confidence in killing Zhou and Feng. After all, he was just trapped, not unable to fight back.

Moreover, Princess Qing's ink and wash magic, after lasting for so long, showed signs of dissipating.

When Zhou and Feng escaped, none of the three of them could withstand his Wind Mark magical power, and they were all lambs to be slaughtered.

Of course, the most important point is that it is now only about 30,000 miles away from the imperial city.

Normally, Dapeng can reach his destination in just one and a half days.

If you hurry really hard, you can get there in one day.

"There's no need to take such a big risk at this point in time." Kong Ju thought silently.

As they got further away from the battlefield, Cong Yun and Zai Fu Qiaoqiao also relaxed.

The two of them looked at each other and then looked at Kong Ju in tacit understanding.

Although they didn't say anything, the way they both seemed to be hesitant to speak expressed almost the same meaning.

The scene where Kong Ju was beheaded but still able to return to Dapeng with his head in his hand was truly shocking.

Even the talkative Zaifu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but feel curious.

How could Kong Jue be kept in the dark about their performance? He smiled, then touched the incision on his neck that had been completely healed by the intermittent ointment. After confirming that it had healed, he slowly explained, "It's not really a secret."

"It all started with a lightning spell called 'Dragon Transformation' that I obtained."

(End of this chapter)