After fighting for a long time, the two sides gradually fell into a stalemate.

Relying on the advantage of its large size and strong body, the yellow bird does not dodge or dodge most of the attacks, and every time the giant wings and claws wave, it is a storm of killing.

The people of the two realms of righteousness and demons below, because they have to take care of the disciples who are not strong, the elders are also defending more and attacking less, and the counterattack is not very strong, and they can't break through the defense of the beast, and they are extremely aggrieved for a while!

Zhang Han hid in the depths of the clouds, quietly staring at the battle below, his blood-colored pupils carefully swept every corner of the audience, and he couldn't help frowning secretly, "Isn't the Ghost King going to catch the yellow bird?" If that's the case, you're in trouble! ”

The main purpose of attracting everyone here with the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is to lure out the Ghost King, and now that the Ghost King does not appear, he can only sigh secretly, it seems that the Blood Refining Hall is destined to fight head-on with the Ghost King Sect!

In a few moments, the fight was in full swing, and under the heavy pressure of the Yellow Bird, the three factions of the Righteous Path and the three sects of the Demon Sect joined forces one after another, and tacitly formed two battle groups, which were divided into two directions to besiege the Yellow Bird.

In the face of the overwhelming sword rain and treasure light, the strong body was still a little unable to resist, the original bright feathers were much dimmed, falling off countless times, and there were dozens of shallow or deep scars on the abdomen and giant wings, and the blood was not stopping.

After being wounded, the yellow bird became even more ferocious, and its song was terrible and high-pitched, piercing the dark clouds and swinging far over this empty dead water.

The giant beak and claws frequently attacked everyone, almost fighting for their lives, and the fierce and fierce momentum was so high that they didn't know how many people were tall.

In the middle of the battle, the golden bottle, which was protected by a group of brothers and sisters, suddenly stared down at the sea of flowers in the distance.

At this moment, under the terrifying concussive force and the raging wind, the sea of flowers has long been in disarray, and the flowers are scattered everywhere.

However, in the midst of this ruined scene, there is a small flower garden that is still flourishing and vibrant, which is a bit weird!

"Isn't there someone lying in ambush there, sitting and watching me fight that beast, ready to be the last yellow sparrow?"

The golden bottle was full of affection, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were flowing in his watery eyes, and suddenly he knotted the magic trick, flashed a purple light from his sleeve, and turned into a sharp light and slashed towards the left wing of the yellow bird.

Although the Golden Bottle has not yet reached the Shangqing realm, the Purple Mangblade is a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, which is extremely sharp and powerful, and its power is no less than that of Lu Xueqi's Divine Sword Tianya.

In an instant, among the colorful treasure light, an inconspicuous purple light stood out and slashed on the yellow bird's left wing, and disappeared in a flash.

Compared to the hundreds of meters long giant wings, the wound caused by the purple blade was extremely small, but it penetrated into the flesh extremely deeply, and the painful yellow bird roared to the sky and fell into a rage.

Jin Bei'er stretched out his jade-like white palm, and with a slight move, the purple blade instantly broke away from the yellow bird's left wing and flew back into the sleeve.

The yellow bird's giant eyes closed one by one, and he followed the purple light to find the murderer who attacked him, his eyes were filled with astonishing cruel killing intent, and suddenly his wings were closed, ignoring the attacks around him, and swooped down towards the golden bottle.

In the face of the behemoth that swooped down like a storm, Jin Bei'er not only did not get nervous, but giggled twice, and her delicate body flashed, like a goose-yellow cloud, and rushed straight towards the blooming flowers.

The yellow bird roared, its giant wings flicked, and it chased closely behind the golden bottle, with a terrifying sound, as if it was going to tear it to pieces before stopping!

When it was too late, the golden bottle's body flashed, and he saw that his shoulder was about to be grabbed by the giant claws of the yellow bird, but he had already flown over the flower garden, and faintly, there was a red light in the afterglow.

At this moment, a mutation protruded!

Above the flowers, bursts of red light suddenly burst out, and in an instant, they were connected, and in the sky overhead, a reddish Gu Ding also appeared, which was the treasure of the Ghost King Sect, Fulong Ding!

There was a person standing on the Fulong Ding, his face was calm, and there were words in his mouth, and mysterious incantations slowly echoed at the top of the giant tree.

Below, Youji led the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to urge the Trapped Dragon Que Array, and the red light skyrocketed several times again, connecting with the void Fulong Ding in the sky.

The yellow bird was caught off guard, and its huge body crashed straight into the red light curtain, only hearing the 'boom' sound that shook the heavens and the earth, but it couldn't shake the seemingly fragile light curtain.

After living for tens of thousands of years, the wisdom of the yellow bird is almost no less than that of human beings. Looking at this posture now, he immediately reacted, these hateful and despicable human monks had already been hiding here, using formations against themselves.

How is the yellow bird willing to be caught? Immediately waving his giant wings, the huge body of the hill rushed left and right, desperately hitting the light curtain turned by the red light.

I don't know if it was because of the fight with everyone just now, which consumed a lot of energy, or because of the strong formation of the trapped dragon, the yellow bird hit the light curtain several times, but it was always resisted by the mysterious runes.

For a while, not only did he fail to break the light curtain, but the injuries on his body were aggravated.

"It seems that you still don't give up on the Four Spirits Blood Array!"

In the clouds, Zhang Han's eyes burst into light, and he waited for a long time, and finally waited for the moment when the ghost king appeared, he was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately pulled out his sword and whispered, "Solution, a thousand cherry blossoms!" ”

As the spirit of words came out of his mouth, Zhang Han held the handle of the knife and slowly let go. I saw that the sword was lit up with a pink light, and it was not conspicuous at all under the cover of dense clouds.

The slashing knife slowly fell down with gravity, and in an instant, the void under his feet suddenly rippled like water waves, spreading out layer by layer.

When the whole of the knife was submerged in the ripples, two rows of giant blades appeared behind Zhang Han at the same time. Each blade is about seven or eight meters long, and there are no less than a hundred. Like the soldiers guarding Zhang Han, they were neatly lined up behind him.

Suddenly, the giant blade started from the top and suddenly exploded into clusters of pink cherry blossoms, fluttering in the wind, like cheerful elves, dancing and spinning around the body. Billions of petals are like landslides and tsunamis, dispelling the dark clouds around them.

"Go!"

Zhang Han slowly raised his right hand and pressed down with his backhand against the ghost king sitting on the Fulong Ding below.

The fluttering sea of flowers seemed to be controlled by an inexplicable force, and it seemed that the torrent had found an outlet for catharsis, and suddenly turned into a pink dragon, fluttering down like teeth and claws.

Looking from afar, in the sky, in the depths of the sea of clouds, it seems that a pink waterfall flows out, flying straight down, hanging in the void, under the illumination of the bright sun, it is so picturesque and dreamlike!

There is an astonishing sense of slaughter in the beauty!

The ghost king who was operating the trapped dragon que magic array suddenly raised his head, and couldn't help but shake his body, and in an instant, the sea of flowers that flew was not far from him.

The ghost king didn't think about it, he burst into a shout, and the mysterious incantation seemed to brighten up a little, and the light curtain connected with Fu Longding suddenly soared, wrapping his body inside.

Thundered!

The True Yuan and Spiritual Pressure carried by each cherry blossom were not very strong, but the thousands of impacts still made the red light curtain tremble violently, causing layers of ripples, criss-crossing, and then spreading downward.

At this scene, the ghost king's heart jumped violently, and his face was panicked, as if in the next second, the powerful light curtain that even the yellow bird could trap would be shattered by the overwhelming sea of flowers.

Fortunately, the Trapped Dragon Que Magic Array is an ancient evil array, the power is incomparable, and the Fulong Ding is a top-level magic weapon, the two are coordinated, whenever the light curtain is not broken, the mysterious spell will be dazzling.

In the end, Zhang Han's attack was stopped.

After the blow, hundreds of millions of cherry blossoms fluttered one after another, returning to Zhang Han's side.

With an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Han raised his feet and walked down.

I saw that every time he took the next step, the sea of flowers around him fluttered one after another, and hundreds of cherry blossoms combined together to form a staircase, which fell under his feet and supported his body.

From a distance, the sea of flowers actually formed a ladder in the void!

Lined with the tall figure in white clothes, he walked in a sassy manner, as if the Nine Heavens God Man had fallen into the mortal dust, and slowly descended from the Heavenly Throne in the depths of the void.

(End of chapter)