Chapter 15: Destroy the Demons!
"Bang!"
The fireball collided in pairs under the stunned gaze of the black shadow and exploded.
What is extremely strange is that the place where this explosion exploded was a foot away from the black shadow, and it could not pose any threat to it at all, which was quite confusing.
The black shadow did not relax in the slightest, the brilliant fireworks did not have the slightest beauty in its eyes, and the beastly keen intuition made it smell the danger in the air.
"Blaze!"
The scattered sparks had already surrounded the black shadow at some point, and the flames did not dim in the darkness, but burned more violently, the burning flames stretched upwards under Ling Xian's summons, and it was like a cage, firmly confined the black shadow in it!
And that's just the beginning!
The spiritual power of heaven and earth, which was originally calm in the cave, suddenly became irritable, setting off bursts of storm and fire in this small cave, covering every inch of land in the cave.
The black shadow sensed that the danger was quietly approaching him step by step, and no longer hid its strength, a thick black mist erupted from its body, colliding fiercely with the flames around it, making a "snort" sound, and the purple-black light also seemed to be injected with new power, and for a while, the light was great, and the flames were also dyed with a faint layer of black.
Ling Xian felt a burst of pressure, and there was already a tingling sensation in his mind, the spiritual power obtained from the alien beast was not his own after all, such a high-intensity collision was about to reach Ling Xian's limit.
"You're crazy!"
The alien beast felt that the spiritual power controlled by Ling Xian was getting bigger and bigger, and the sea of divine thoughts was already turbulent, and the temple hidden in the depths had already revealed its true body, but now it also had some tendencies that could not be suppressed.
Ling Xian didn't care about it at all, and his spiritual power poured out like a flood.
A fiery red vortex appeared on the head of the black shadow, slowly spinning, each rotation attracting endless flames and heaven and earth aura to rush away, and there was a terrifying aura from it.
As if stimulated by something, the black shadow slowly withdrew the surrounding fog to less than a kilometer around him, as if it was like a coiled poisonous snake, shrinking in the dark corner, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.
The speed of the whirlpool gradually slowed down, and it no longer devoured the heaven and earth aura between this heaven and earth as before, but it just stood there quietly, but the power that came from it made no one dare to underestimate it in the slightest.
The eerie calm lasted only a moment, and a dazzling light suddenly emerged from the whirlpool, as if the newborn morning sun had torn through the darkness, and in this light, a fiery red palm loomed.
The palm of the hand seemed to have traveled from ancient times, and it was densely covered with mysterious patterns, and it was covered with a layer of bright flames, and the moment it appeared, the surrounding aura was condensed, as if surrendering to its might.
The black shadow sensed the great danger and let out a sharp whistle, and the short sword in his hand melted into the tumbling black mist, leaving only a pair of eyes flashing with a blood-red demonic light in it.
"Burning the sky!"
The flames on the giant palm instantly swelled, illuminating the entire cave as if it were daylight, and the giant palm pressed down in the air with incomparable power, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.
Before the giant palm could reach his body, the ground around the black shadow had already sunk more than a foot under its tremendous pressure. A sharper whistling sound came from the black mist, and the black mist rolled more violently, and before it could see any change, it collided violently with the giant palm that fell from the sky.
"Boom!"
A wave of qi spread out from the impact, and Ling Xian was also shocked, almost unsteady on his feet, falling to the ground, and a mouthful of blood rushed from his throat, and his mouth was filled with a salty breath.
Ling Xian didn't care about the injuries in his body, he just stared closely at the direction where the black shadow was standing, searching for something in the smoke and dust.
The smoke and dust eventually cleared, but Ling Xian didn't wait for the result he wanted.
A shield as black as ink appeared above the black shadow's head, stubbornly resisting the giant palm that fell from the sky, making it difficult for it to move forward.
The giant palm and shield were frozen together in mid-air, the flames were monstrous, the black mist was rolling, and neither could help the other.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xian's heart shook, the injuries in his body could no longer be suppressed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath became a little sluggish.
The giant palm received Ling Xian's influence, and the burning flames seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, flickering bright and dark, and its power was no longer there.
The black shadow seized this precious opportunity, and the roar made the black mist thicker, and the shield also gained strength from it, and it moved up inch by inch.
Ling Xian looked at the giant palm that was retreating, the madness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he became extremely calm, a trembling and desperate calm.
"Let's die!"
Ling Xian frantically urged the spiritual power in the Sea of Divine Thoughts, if the spiritual power controlled by Ling Xian before was a long river that was rushing and was carefully restrained by Ling Xian with a high embankment, then now Ling Xian gave up all restraints on them.
The levee has burst!
The wind and clouds are changing, the waves are monstrous! The giant palm is falling in the air, destroying and decaying, and everything that stands in the way of this power that changes the color of heaven and earth is so ridiculous, and it is destroyed in the flames.
Ling Xian used his last strength to crawl in front of Yuemi's body, and looked at her deeply, deeply for the last time, letting her figure remain in his soul, closing his eyes in the engulfing flames.
In the midst of this monstrous flame, no one would have noticed that a small burning mark appeared on Ling Xian's forehead, and this time, it was not Bi Fang who had appeared before, but a brand new mark!
If someone stood in front of Ling Xian and carefully observed this mark, he would have a surprising discovery.
This mark is impressive......
Ling Xian himself!