Between the corpses of the giant dragon and the phoenix, Elder Jinghai Cihang closed his eyes slightly, folded his hands, and gently chanted a few words of Sanskrit from the corners of his mouth.

At that moment, he slowly opened his eyes and let out a soft cough.

A brilliant Buddha light erupted from his palm, like a summer sun piercing through the thick clouds and instantly sprinkling on the corpses of the dragon and phoenix.

The whole scene seemed to freeze at this moment, and the Buddha's light was as clear as crystal, reflecting on every inch of rotten flesh and bones.

Shockingly, the original black, foul-smelling carrion on the corpse began to gradually fall off, as if catalyzed by some force.

The Infinite Star Lord stood aside, dumbfounded.

He had seen countless magical spells and techniques, but it had never been before that could make the corpses of phoenixes and dragons undergo such changes.

He knew that the Buddha light of Jinghai Cihang had a powerful purifying effect, but the two corpses were far more powerful than any creature he had ever seen, and even made him doubt the authenticity of the scene.

Po Yue Wujiang stood beside the Infinite Star Lord, and he was also shocked.

As the owner of the Golden Steel Body of Poyue, he has a keen sense of strength, and at this moment he also deeply understands the extraordinaryness of the Buddha's light.

However, at the same time, he also felt that even with such a powerful Buddha light, to these two corpses, it was still like an alchemist facing a mountain of gold that could not be completely purified.

"It's really an extraordinary Buddha light, but the power of these two corpses is indeed a bit beyond my previous estimate." The Infinite Star Lord finally broke the silence and whispered to Yebai.

Po Yue Wujiang nodded, his gaze falling on the changing dragon and phoenix corpses again.

He found that although the carrion had fallen off, the metallic bones seemed to begin to shine more brightly, as if to tell the glory of their lives.

"Elder, do you need to continue?" Po Yue Wujiang asked.

Jinghai Cihang shook his head slowly, his hands were folded again, and the Buddha's light gradually disappeared, but the solemn and sacred atmosphere still permeated the entire space.

"We've done our best, and then it's up to us." Jinghai Cihang said lightly, but his eyes revealed a hint of complexity.

There was a brief silence at this moment, and everyone was waiting for what would happen next.

The metal bones of the dragon and the phoenix were not completely purified under the light of the Buddha, but they also appeared more mysterious and powerful.

At the important moment of this great battle, the dragon roared, as if absorbing all the resentment of heaven and earth into its own mouth.

The roar seemed to travel through time and space, recalling the ancient dragons, the terrifying beings that once swept everything.

Then, the dragon opened its massive mouth and spat out a pillar of cyan light.

This pillar of light seemed to carry the aura of the end of the world, and at a shocking speed, it directly blasted towards Jinghai Cihang.

Jinghai Cihang stood there, surrounded by Buddha light, like a kind Buddha.

With a slight wave of his sleeve, the thick Buddha light instantly lit up, turning the cyan pillar of light that was flying in front of him into harmless dust and disappearing into the air.

"The light of the Buddha shines, and evil prevails over good." Jinghai Cihang said lightly, but behind this calm tone, there was unwavering determination.

At the same time, the phoenix is not to be outdone and spreads its wings and flies high.

The blurred, delicate feathers, as if covered in flames, shimmered with a blazing red light.

The phoenix let out a high-pitched chirp, the sound piercing the sky, as if to awaken the sleeping god of fire.

Then, it turned into a flame and rose into the sky, and the flame was like a huge fire dragon, with its teeth and claws, intending to wipe out all the people in the Breeze Holy Land.

"The flame of the phoenix, burn everything!" A high-ranking monk in the Breeze Sanctuary shouted, as if to echo the power of the phoenix.

Then, his body shattered with a bang, blood spurted.

When Yebai saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had assessed the situation of the entire battlefield in an instant.

Po Yue Wujiang was dressed in light armor and rushed over like lightning.

"Phoenix, you think it's too simple." Po Yue Wujiang gritted his teeth, and an incredible wave of dark energy poured out of his body, forming a black barrier to meet the flames above.

The moment the flame and the dark energy collided, it was as if two worlds were clashing.

But what was surprising was that the seemingly unstoppable flame, surrounded by dark energy, gradually weakened, and finally dissipated into the air.

Po Yue Wujiang smiled slightly, he knew that this battle was far from over, but every step could not be missed.

He was ready to urge his almost mystical Breaking Vajra Body once again to deal with the more intense battle that followed.

The scene is changing rapidly, and the masters of all sides are waiting for an opportunity to change the tide of the battle.

Po Yue Wujiang's footsteps paused, his palm was like a knife, and a purple cloud immediately condensed around his body.

The purple mist seemed to have life, spreading silently, each wisp full of sharp edges.

With a wave of his hand, the purple cloud surged out like a huge wave, rolling directly towards the majestic phoenix in the sky.

At the same time, the galaxy wind and thunder were not idle.

He folded his hands and muttered words in his mouth, as if he were reciting some ancient incantation.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a bolt of lightning burst out from his palm, piercing the sky and striking directly at the dragon's body.

Thunder and lightning are intertwined, like a galaxy falling, with indescribable destructive power.

Although the dragon and phoenix were powerful, they inevitably felt the pressure in the face of the siege of so many masters in the Qingfeng Holy Land.

In particular, the boundless purple clouds and the thunder and lightning of the galaxy wind and thunder made their movements significantly slower.

The phoenix fluttered its wings, but was trapped by the purple cloud and could not easily escape.

The dragon was struck by lightning, and the scales all over his body were flashing with electric light, and he couldn't concentrate for a while.

The scene became more and more intense, and at this moment, the Zixia Holy Maiden and the Mengyue Holy Son were also desperately fighting against all kinds of ghosts and ghosts and beasts that emerged in the ancient city.

The Zixia Holy Maiden held a purple-gold long sword in her hand, and with each swing, countless Zixia streamers turned into sword qi, cutting off the ghosts in front of her.

The Holy Son of the Dream Moon is wielding a crescent-shaped magic weapon, and every time he swings, the power of the moonlight will turn into a crescent-shaped energy wave and attack the ghost beast.

At this moment, the entire ancient city seemed to be immersed in a depressing and tense atmosphere.

All the masters in the ancient city showed their skills and hole cards, trying to suppress the dragon and phoenix, as well as various ghosts in the ancient city.

Every moment is full of variables and crises, as if the slightest carelessness can lead to catastrophe.

But it is this kind of crisis that also inspires them to move forward more courageously and constantly break through their limitations.