The sound made Xiaoqing tremble all over.
Upon hearing his mother's voice, Red Boy went berserk, his bull horns appearing and disappearing on his head, and Samadhi True Fire spewing from every pore of his body.
Red Boy's Samadhi True Fire is not ordinary Samadhi True Fire; its source is the fire of Flaming Mountain, the fire from Laozi's alchemy furnace.
Even though the flames were confined within his body by the golden hoop, the white snake and the green snake were still scorched so badly that they were sweating profusely, their clothes clinging tightly to their exquisite bodies.
"It's too hot!" Xiaoqing couldn't help but transform into her original form, a green snake that slid into the lotus pond like flowing water.
Without needing to enter the pool, Bai Suzhen was soaked to the bone as if she had already been in the water, her hair disheveled and water dripping from her chin. Even so, with her thousand years of cultivation and extraordinary willpower, she still chanted incantations and sutras, firmly restraining Hong Haier.
After his roar, Red Boy fell into weakness again, only able to call out "Mother" and "Father" repeatedly.
Red Boy is wild and untamed, daring to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh; he is audacious and reckless, daring to impersonate Guanyin and curse Guanyin as a "vain Bodhisattva", but at the same time, he is also very filial. After capturing Tang Sanzang, he immediately sent his men to invite the Bull Demon King to share in immortality.
The reason he didn't invite his mother, Princess Iron Fan, was because Princess Iron Fan followed a different path; she was an "enlightened female immortal with a strict family tradition."
Bai Suzhen felt pity, but then remembered how cunning Hong Haier was, so she simply closed her eyes and kept chanting the incantation.
Amidst Red Boy's roars and cries of pain, the battle reached its climax.
Blood flowed from between the eyebrows of the Arhat Subduing Tiger, his eyes lost their luster, and his golden body plummeted straight down into the South China Sea.
Li Qianxia was panting heavily, partly from tension, and partly from the immense energy and mental strain of her attack just now.
"Go!" Yang Qinglan dared not delay, so she rode on a cloud and rushed towards the Demon-Subduing Arhat.
Li Qianxia snapped out of her daze, took a step forward, and swung her steel spear, sending the Arhat's golden blood flying out like pebbles.
The two landed on the bluebird's back and stood side by side with Yaochi.
"Use all your magic power and attack with all your might!" Yang Qinglan, who was usually calm and aloof, spoke with a murderous intent.
The demon-subduing Arhat's eyelids twitched violently, and the air around him seemed to turn into water. This was, of course, an illusion, but his spirit and will seemed to be sinking into water, and death reached out to him.
"Demon subdue, I am here to help you!" Immovable Arhat threw out the Floating Pagoda.
Yaochi turned her head and raised her hand to press down.
White hair flying, purple robes fluttering, the favored concubine's unbridled behavior erupts like the rules of the world.
Not only the Immovable Dharma Arhat's pagoda, but also everything within a three-mile radius—except for Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, whose aura was rising, and the Demon-Subduing Arhat—everything else—cultivators, monsters, magical treasures, spells, seawater, and lightning—was pushed aside.
In the vast, shimmering sea that could wash everything away, a small clearing suddenly appeared.
Everyone turned to look.
Yang Qinglan, dressed in white like snow, possessed an ethereal beauty, while Li Qianxia, in a flowing red skirt, had a slender waist that could be encircled with one hand.
The two were enveloped in a soft halo of light, yet they were dazzling.
Even on the battlefield, everyone couldn't help but think, "How could there be such a beautiful fairy!"
Yang Qinglan wielded her Ruyi, and the small jade cauldron, like a spinning top, spun out with multicolored light.
Wherever the jade cauldron passed, the air was torn apart like the ocean.
A streak of crimson light shot out from Li Qianxia's hand, crashing into the Demon-Subduing Arhat along with the jade cauldron.
"Subdue demons and exorcise monsters!" The nine-meter-tall golden Arhat roared, swinging his fifteen-meter-long demon-subduing staff.
boom!
The jade cauldron suppressed it, and the blood shadow pierced through it. Under immense pressure, the demon-subduing staff bent slightly like a bamboo pole.
"Pfft!" The Arhat spat out golden blood.
The black bear spirit threw out its black-tasseled spear, which collided with the two immortals of Qingcheng. The black bear's true form transformed into a gigantic black bear a thousand meters long, opened its massive jaws, smashed through the air, and lunged at Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia.
Yaochi raised her hands to the sky, and the black bear crashed into the auspicious three-colored clouds, as if it had fallen into a swamp, unable to move an inch.
Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia took a step forward at the same time.
Peng!
The demon-subduing staff shattered, and the Arhat's golden body was torn apart and pierced.
Yang Qinglan didn't even look at it: "Continue!"
With a flick of the Ruyi, the jade cauldron spun around, accumulating energy anew as it surged toward the Immovable Arhat.
Before the steel gun returned, Li Qianxia leaped into the air, her red dress like a streak of fire, soaring into the sky.
Amidst the clear, melodious whistling, the wind howled, and everyone felt as if they had returned to the moment when they first soared through the clouds, with only the whistling wind filling their ears.
A giant wing crashes through the sea of clouds and plunges into the human world.
The Golden-Winged Roc has wings like clouds hanging from the sky, their color like molten gold, radiating an unparalleled brilliance and displaying the ultimate in majestic power.
With each flap of its wings, it seemed as if it wanted to crush this land and rivers, or as if it was drawing power from heaven and earth!
Like a howl or a chant, it spreads its broad wings and soars straight up to ninety thousand miles.
In the fierce wind, everyone was lifted into the air.
Countless fiery waves burst forth from between the wings of the roc, streaking across the sky like meteors, crashing into the flowing sea of light, and exploding into colorful and dazzling shockwaves.
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Many cultivators and demons flying in the air were struck by the flowing fire, which swirled and sprayed blood.
After borrowing power from heaven and earth by flapping its wings, the roc swooped down and crashed into the black bear spirit.
Just as the Black Bear Spirit broke free from the auspicious three-colored clouds, it was struck by the Roc and sent flying into the distance like a shooting star.
Yaochi freed her hand, pressed down with her right palm, and a bluebird cried out beneath her feet. With a flap of its wings, the birds gathered around the bluebird formed a ball of light.
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