"What exactly happened?" Lu Yin asked A Yao, his face extremely grim.
Ayao looked at him and chuckled, "I didn't expect Senior Brother Lu Yin to save someone."
Ayao didn't know anything about Lu Yin. They hadn't interacted in their past life, and they hadn't exchanged many words in this life either. She was truly surprised to see him save people, and not even members of the Lu family.
Lu Yin coldly replied, "You're overthinking it. I only want to kill Qi Shaofeng, nothing more."
"Do you know Qi Shaofeng?" Ayao asked.
It's not surprising that Lu Yin knew Qi Shaofeng; he's several hundred years old, and Qi Shaofeng's possession happened a hundred years ago. So, it's not unusual that Lu Yin had dealings with Qi Shaofeng before.
Lu Yin didn't answer the question, but just looked at the roaring Qi Shaofeng. Many fleshy tumors had grown on Qi Shaofeng's huge body, and tentacles had grown from the tumors. His face was no longer recognizable.
Lu Yin said in a low voice:
"That guy probably wants to die sooner rather than later!"
boom!
A loud bang was heard, and several mountain peaks collapsed.
Duanmu Hong's Dharma form, wielding a celestial weapon, collided with Qi Shaofeng's giant demonic form. The terrifying shockwave spread outwards, flattening the surrounding peaks.
A Yao released multiple shields to block the shockwave, but the battle aura emanating from the other side still made Lu Lanruo, Lu Lanying, and other Nascent Soul stage guards tremble with fear.
Ayao said to the guards behind her, "You should all leave this place!"
Lu Lanruo and the others hesitated for a moment, but considering their own cultivation levels, they did not disobey orders and all transformed into long rainbows, flying towards the outside of the Five Elements Sect. Lu Yin's guards, under Lu Yin's orders, also all withdrew from the Five Elements Sect.
Ayao and Lu Yin watched the battle in silence.
At the beginning, Qi Yun, Duanmu Hong and others were able to suppress Qi Shaofeng when they joined forces, but the demons' high-speed regeneration ability made the war of attrition increasingly disadvantageous for Duanmu Hong and the others.
boom!
Demonic flames surged from Qi Shaofeng's body, and with a roar, numerous fine cracks appeared in the space. Mountain peaks collapsed one after another, and the restrictions covering the Five Elements Sect crumbled in an instant, as if swept away by a tidal wave.
Duanmu Hong, Qi Yun, and the others were all knocked away, each coughing up blood.
It was at this moment that A Yao made her move.
Seeing her transform into a bolt of azure lightning and shoot out, Lu Yin wanted to stop her, but in the end he said nothing and just stood aside, watching A Yao fly towards Qi Shaofeng.
Under the night sky, between heaven and earth, a monstrous creature with a blue face and fangs stood in the sky. His body was covered with protruding tumors, which wriggled and grew many tentacles. His long hair was like steel wire, his eyes were blood red, his face was covered with blue veins, his body was burning with blue demonic flames, and black mist swirled around him.
He roared, creating a series of sonic booms that even cracked the mountain peaks.
His casual punch seemed capable of piercing through heaven and earth.
This is the power of the combined form stage.
A Yao was dressed in black, her light gauze fluttering, like a goddess of the night. Suddenly, golden light flashed around her, and each ray of golden light turned into a golden flying sword. A total of 365 flying swords appeared around her, and each of these golden flying swords was covered with blood-red runes.
In the battle with Lou Munan, the flying sword magic weapon set composed of 365 high-grade spiritual longswords was destroyed. In the past ten years, A Yao has forged another set.
A more powerful set than the previous one.
At first glance, it appears to be a flying sword composed of 365 high-grade spiritual artifacts, but in reality, all 365 flying swords are sub-immortal artifacts. The immortal energy infused into each flying sword originates from the sub-immortal artifact combat power items that each of the clones obtained from different cultivators over the years.
For those lesser immortal artifacts that were unsuitable for her or damaged, A Yao would directly extract the immortal energy from them and integrate it into her own magic weapon.
Before the restrictions on the golden flying sword are lifted, it is a high-grade spiritual weapon; once the restrictions are lifted, it will become a secondary immortal weapon.
Back then, the combined power of those 365 high-grade spiritual weapon flying swords was comparable to that of a low-grade immortal weapon. Now that they have been combined into 365 lesser immortal weapon flying swords, their combined power is comparable to that of a high-grade immortal weapon.
With a wave of A Yao's hand, the 365 golden flying swords were all wrapped with Taiqing Divine Thunder. Then, the flying swords hummed and dispersed, enveloping the giant demon that Qi Shaofeng had transformed into.
These flying swords started out as ordinary-sized swords, but after a single breath, they all grew to a massive ten zhang in size, transforming into golden giant swords.
Each golden giant sword emitted bursts of cyan lightning, and electric snakes danced wildly around the swords, linking together to form an electric net that trapped Qi Shaofeng.
The Taiqing Divine Thunder is specifically designed to subdue evil spirits and demons. Qi Shaofeng, who has become a demon, instinctively fears the Taiqing Divine Thunder, especially after being struck by it before, and still remembers the feeling.
A Yao extended a finger and pointed it at Qi Shaofeng. Each of the golden giant swords shone brightly, and at the same time, the Taiqing Divine Thunder crackled and sparked, with electric snakes frantically attacking Qi Shaofeng. Qi Shaofeng let out a shrill scream as the Taiqing Divine Thunder enveloped his entire body, destroying his demonic body like a destructive force. Although he regenerated quickly, there was still enough Taiqing Divine Thunder, and he continued to wail.
His body was constantly destroyed and reborn, and the flying sword, under A Yao's control, changed from trapping the enemy to attacking and killing, shooting wildly and leaving wounds on his huge body.
The injured elders of the Five Elements Sect stared wide-eyed at the scene, thinking: What a powerful magic weapon! And this Taiqing Divine Thunder is truly as legendary as it is, a nemesis of evil spirits and demons.
Although the magic weapon was powerful, and because they had previously depleted the demon's power, Lu Xueyao's courage to make a move at this moment was truly astonishing!
Qi Shaofeng's roars and howls echoed through the heavens and earth, a sound that sent chills down one's spine.
Qi Yun was also seriously injured. Hearing Qi Shaofeng's wailing, his heart was breaking.
Although demons are incredibly resilient, their regenerative abilities are limited. As Qi Shaofeng's body was continuously destroyed, his enormous demonic form withered and shrank back to the size of an ordinary person, turning into black mist. He coughed up blood, glared at A Yao with hatred, and uttered a shrill curse in demonic language.
This demonic language was incomprehensible to others, but Ayao understood it.
With a wave of her hand, A Yao sent a white jade cauldron flying. This was the Lu family's Mingyu Cauldron. The cauldron was tilted, and white light shone from it. The light shone on Qi Shaofeng, and then, with a swift motion, it pulled Qi Shaofeng into the cauldron.
Ayao cast spells one after another on the Mingyu Cauldron, and the small hole that Qi Shaofeng had knocked out earlier was filled with the restriction.
With a wave of her hand, the Mingyu Cauldron flew towards A Yao. A Yao pointed her finger and cast another restriction, beginning to refine Qi Shaofeng.
A piercing scream came from inside the cauldron, followed by Qi Shaofeng's voice: "Father, save me! Save me!"
Knowing he was about to die, the demon reverted to Qi Shaofeng's original voice and cried out to Qi Yun for help. Qi Yun was indeed moved; he shouted, "Spare him!"
Suddenly, A Yao flicked her sleeve, and the Mingyu Ding shrank dramatically, disappearing into her sleeve.
She looked at Qi Yun and said, "You're too late. It's already been refined."
Qi Yun felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he also knew that his son was long gone, and he was filled with sorrow. Duanmu Hong and the others looked at him coldly, demanding an explanation.
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