Chapter 1045

The white-robed scholar was forced out at the same time, and the black-red blade light that had just been slashed in the distance was greatly affected; after a flash, the black-red strange light diminished considerably, actually allowing the giant sword of the big-headed monster and the silver 'colored' flying fork to block the giant blade's downward slash,

The monster's figure flickered, and he took this opportunity to slant and shoot away, finally escaping the range of the giant blade's slash.

"Seventh Uncle, where do you think you're escaping to? The Black Blood Blade is a treasure passed down in the Ye family, and it is also the clan's magical artifact for dealing with rebels. Since you have allied yourself with this ancient demon holy ancestor and cast the Ye family behind your back, don't blame us juniors for being impolite. This Eight Spirit Ruler is a must-have item for the Ye family; if you intend to hand it over to that demon, you must first offer your own life." The white-robed scholar ignored the wound on his chest, stared at the distant monster, and spoke sternly.

Upon hearing the scholar's words, the big-headed monster's face began to show red and white intermingled, but he immediately snorted coldly, 'revealing' an expression of complete indifference, actually having no intention to explain himself at all.

Seeing the monster's indifferent expression, a flash of killing intent appeared on his face, and his eyebrows actually gradually stood up on end, making the whole person suddenly become extraordinarily fierce. Compared to his previous refined demeanor, it was completely different.

The black-robed woman, having seen her first strike fail to kill the scholar and already somewhat surprised, now seeing the scholar 'reveal' this murderous aura, frowned slightly and, without a word, made a grasping motion in the void.

The motion was light and casual, showing no trace of anger.

But immediately, a 'zila' sound of tearing through the air rang out

Five half-foot-long crystalline sharp lights shot from her hand, 'shooting' out, and in a flash they were already before the scholar, their speed as if instantaneous translocation.

The white-robed scholar's pupils suddenly contracted, but strangely, he had no intention to dodge. He merely opened his mouth and spat out a disc-shaped red magical treasure; after a slight turn, myriad red rays emanated, actually submerging his figure within them.

The five sharp lights, however, did not strike this treasure, because a white 'colored' large hand appeared before the scholar, and with lightning speed it grabbed, seizing these sharp lights in its hand; with a slight exertion of the five fingers, the crystalline blade lights were pinched and dissipated into nothing.

Seeing this, the black-robed woman's eyes flickered, and she 'revealed' a solemn 'color'.

At this moment, Long Meng's cold laughter came from within the palace:

"Yuansha, you can drive humans to fetch treasures for you; I can likewise join forces with human cultivators. Don't think you can easily break the restriction of the Eight Spirit Ruler. I too would like to see, after being suppressed for so many years, whether your demonic arts from when you roamed the human realm can still be displayed to any extent against the Buddhist Sect's spiritual treasure. Even if you truly manage to fluke breaking the Eight Spirit Ruler, I don't know, when facing this consort later, with external aid drawing in some demonic qi, how much will remain."

Upon hearing this, the black-robed woman's face 'color' changed slightly, her pupils suddenly turned cold, but she lightly said:

"】 No matter how much demonic qi remains, dealing with you, a bodiless remnant soul, this holy ancestor still has great confidence. Furthermore, here there are so many miraculous spirit pills and medicines; this holy ancestor fears nothing even if demonic qi is somewhat depleted.?"

"Spirit pills and miraculous medicines? Hehuan Hehuan Lao Mo, you..." Long Meng's voice paused, then realizing something, her voice immediately changed.

But before this woman could finish her words, the black-robed woman gave a strange smile, and with a backhand lightly flicked the black wind banner in the air.

Instantly, a green 'colored' magical decision shot 'shooting' out, striking directly upon this spiritual treasure and sinking into it.

The originally motionless black giant banner trembled, the banner tip likewise sank, black light exploded and flashed, and a black light pillar sprayed 'shooting' out.

This light pillar flashed and vanished; the moment Fang Yi left the black banner, it disappeared into thin air, and the next moment it appeared before the square-faced cultivator in the distance.

Then it burst open.

After the specks of black 'colored' spiritual light scattered, instantly a black wind pillar shot up from the ground, actually sweeping in the unsuspecting square-faced cultivator all at once.

Within the wind pillar, mournful howls rose loudly, and countless strange black 'colored' wind blades appeared; in the violent rotation, it seemed as if thousands upon thousands of blades were chaotically 'cutting' toward the center.

The square-faced cultivator was greatly startled, hurriedly pouring all his spiritual power frenziedly into the bone ring on his body.

On the bone ring, phantoms were reborn, a layer of dazzling yellow light formed into a protective shield, enveloping the cultivator completely and securely.

But the black 'colored' wind blades were too numerous, too dense, and moreover seemed to contain some special divine ability; each wind blade striking the shield flashed once and vanished without a trace, actually not seeing it burst open!

Yet on the shield's surface, after a moment, strange palm-sized gaps appeared, densely packed, as if they had vanished into thin air.

Under such strange attacks, although the yellow-light-formed shield was indeed solid and tough, it instantly became seven-zero-eight fallen, and then, in the square-faced cultivator's incredulous gaze, the black 'colored' hurricane rotated violently and intensified, and the shield collapsed amidst countless flashing black rays, and the bone ring even began to break inch by inch.

The square-faced cultivator's face had no blood color, he immediately gritted his teeth, spat out a green-colored flying sword, and then with a low roar he merged man and sword into one, transforming into a green rainbow that shot out. He flung the obviously doomed-to-be-destroyed Heavenly Seal Bell onto the ground.

It seemed he clearly understood that staying would absolutely be a dead end, and only a desperate attempt remained.

"Don't!" The white-robed scholar, upon seeing the square-faced cultivator's action, turned pale and urgently shouted.

But these words had already come too late.

The moment the green rainbow entered that black misty hurricane, green light flashed in chaotic 'disorder', and immediately came a mournful miserable cry; the green rainbow then exploded entirely.

The square-faced cultivator was immediately torn apart by the 'chaotic' blades.

But amidst the corpse fragments, a sharp whistle rang out, and instantly three light clusters of different colored hues shot out, each containing an infant about a cun high; the three linked together and flew in the same direction, escaping by shooting.

Not only the square-faced cultivator's infant, but also the other two Ye family infants he had previously gathered, were again forced to flee for their lives.

But all around were densely packed wind blades; they had no path to escape, and after flying a short distance, they were trapped together by numerous wind blades. As they seemed about to be torn into countless fragments, the hurricane flashed with black light, and all the wind blades trembled and vanished.

The three infants were first startled, but then rejoiced, their protective spiritual light flickered, and they were about to fly and shoot away again.

When the black-robed woman saw this, she gave a faint sneer, curled her five fingers slightly, and made a slow grasping motion in the void toward the hurricane.

Several infants instantly felt the surrounding air flash with white light, then immediately congealed, their hands, feet, and bodies unable to move the slightest; almost simultaneously, numerous black 'colored' light points appeared in the hurricane, converging onto the infants' bodies, enveloping them, actually forming three black 'colored' light spheres.

The black-robed woman then made a hand seal, and from her mouth issued strange, profound incantation sounds.

Black light flashed, and the light spheres vanished without trace in the hurricane.

But the next moment, spiritual light burst forth before the black-robed woman, and three light spheres strangely slid down from the void, actually being moved by the Yuansha Holy Ancestor's great divine ability to appear before her.

"Demon, what do you want to do? Stop!" The white-robed scholar, seeing this, became anxious and rushed to point at the nearby floating Black Blood Blade; it immediately emitted brilliant light, ready to fly and slash past to save them.

"Too late!" Long Meng said indifferently.

As her words fell, the black-robed woman's extraordinarily beautiful eyes flashed blood 'color', she suddenly opened her red lips, and a spray of blood mist shot out, piercing the light clusters and enveloping the three infants within.

The infants wore expressions of utter terror, but their forms rapidly shrank in the blood mist, turning in an instant to the size of a fingertip, wrapped by the blood mist and inverted downward, then the black-robed woman directly sucked them into her mouth and swallowed them into her belly.

This series of actions seemed complicated, but was completed in the black-robed woman's single inhalation and exhalation, as if she were extremely practiced.

Even though the scholar usually kept his joy and anger from showing on his 'color', at this moment his face also turned iron-blue.

And that Black Blood Blade only now released its brilliant light, trembling slightly. After a moment, the Ye family's great elder finally suppressed his shock and anger, yet still let the Black Blood Blade return to calm.

"Senior Long Meng, what is the meaning of this? Why do you not save my Ye family cultivators, when with your divine powers you should be able to? Could it be that the earlier talk of joining forces was merely empty words!" The scholar shouted sternly.

"Hmph! Why should I save? That person is merely a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator; although he holds a counterfeit spiritual treasure, its power is pitifully low, not even one-tenth of the genuine article, and my spiritual power is limited—saving a useless person would be pointless. Moreover, do not mistake: I am not cooperating with the Ye family, merely joining hands with you once." Long Meng replied coldly from beneath the palace.

"Even so, are you not afraid this demon will swallow the Nascent Soul, restoring its primordial energy?" The scholar's face remained grim.

"What do you know? Swallowing Nascent Soul can indeed temporarily boost the old demon's magical power, but the consequence is that he must forcibly refine the Nascent Soul with demonic qi in a short time, actually causing his demonic qi consumption to be enormous. It seems he is preparing to use the divine ability of that silver wolf demon body of mine, hence he does not hesitate to greatly expend demonic qi. I have not misspoken, Yuansha!" Long Meng said sternly, and the last sentence was actually directed at the black-robed woman.

"Correct, I originally had no intention of concealing this from you. You yourself possess a formidable body, and you know it even without my telling. Originally I still wanted to conserve some spiritual power, relying solely on the black wind banner to break the restriction of the Eight Spirit Ruler, but now I suddenly feel this approach would take too long. To avoid delays leading to changes, this holy ancestor is willing to greatly expend demonic qi, relying on this late-stage Soul Transformation wolf demon body, to swiftly exterminate you." The black-robed woman spoke without concealment

Immediately, this woman exhaled lightly, made hand seals, and her entire body was enveloped in a mass of silver light, the light blazing and dazzling, like a silver 'colored' proud sun, making it impossible to look at directly in the slightest.

Within the silver light, a voice of a wolf howl that shook the nine heavens rang out, followed by the emergence of an extraordinarily powerful spiritual pressure that descended from nowhere into this space.

The entire space, under this powerful spiritual pressure interference, emitted a low hum, and the earth also violently trembled, revealing cracks of various sizes.

As the silver light expanded and contracted, it swelled to dozens of times its size, then the light retracted, and a figure resembling a giant mountain—a double-headed silver wolf—emerged into form.

Two wolf heads, one black and one silver, the silver one with its eyes tightly shut and slightly drooping, the black one with its head raised, baring its teeth, eyes wide open in fury!

Looking at the sharp claws on the giant wolf's forepaws, as if they were a giant blade, the two skulls as large as attics, and that immense, unbelievable spiritual pressure, whether the white-robed scholar or the big-headed strange man facing it, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, staring unblinking at this colossal creature.

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