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"Huh!"

The Zhikong Divine Monk was a little surprised when he saw this, the treasure bottle seal was bound and made him a little surprised, but he didn't panic, he raised his hand to touch his shoulder, and suddenly the red light was bright, and the robe on his body rolled in the wind, and it turned into a shocking light curtain.

The crimson robe was filled with bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and a faint Buddha power gradually deepened, enveloping a radius of dozens of miles in an instant, and countless golden square bricks suddenly appeared in the center of the light curtain transformed by the robe, and then trembled violently, and it was overwhelmingly smashed down against the black wind.

The Demon Venerable didn't seem to care about this, and as soon as he urged the magic trick in his hand, the black wind suddenly surged and rotated wildly around the treasure bottle seal, only to see the golden bottle shadow sealed inside, and suddenly with a wail turned into a little golden light and collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the gold bricks from all over the world smashed into the black hurricane like raindrops.

Suddenly, a crackling dense burst like fried beans came out.

"Blade Storm!"

A cruel smile flashed at the corner of Demon Venerable's mouth, and the magic in his hand changed instantly, and the black hurricane compressed under the extreme speed rotation, and a ruining aura overflowed from it, and after a magic trick was played, the compressed black wind burst with a hum, and an invisible wind blade rolled out from the center of the explosion to all sides.

The golden bricks suddenly flicked away like rain hitting plantains, and some were even cut in two by the black wind blades that suddenly increased in power.

"Hurry!"

Zhikong Monk was suddenly startled, when the black hurricane was compressed sharply, it was already secretly bad, when the storm blade was really formed, it surprised Zhikong, and before he could cast other spells, the overwhelming wind blade had already defeated the gold bricks inch by inch, and he also wanted to tear the robe treasure apart.

Zhikong who has no time to make superfluous movements. Immediately, the magic trick in his hand changed, and the red light curtain that seemed to be fixed in the sky suddenly shook, like a red sponge fluttering continuously, and immediately shrank sharply in a roll, and for a while it was like a feather, fluttering back and forth in the dense wind blade, and became as smooth as a loach for a while, and when he saw a wind blade attacking, he immediately dodged it in a roll, and there was no danger at all.

"I'm underestimating you. But what do you do next?"

Demon Venerable was surprised, but immediately sneered, and with a movement of the magic trick in his hand, the overwhelming wind blade actually made a soft sound and fell out of thin air, and a black light appeared from it, and the black light suddenly expanded infinitely between the extremely fast rotations, and it was like an illusory thing through the feather-like robe, and continued to expand to wrap Zhikong together, and then the black light was great. The seemingly illusory black light suddenly solidified, and it completely sealed Zhikong in it, and it seemed to be isolated from the world for a while without the slightest sound.

The Zhikong Divine Monk only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he lost contact with the outside world. He looked at the dark space around him with a flickering gaze, and couldn't help but wonder for a while, and was about to cast a spell to break it, when a violent wind suddenly raged in the space of the black hole. A sharp blade as thin as a silkworm wing emerged densely, and stabbed at Zhikong in a flash.

"Buddha!"

Zhikong's eyes suddenly jumped, and he still had doubts when he saw this scene. This is clearly a god-transforming enchantment, but the appearance of the other party's god-transforming enchantment without warning really surprised Zhikong fiercely.

He obviously saw that the other party was a treasure that cast the black beads, but now it had become a god transformation enchantment, which really made him frightened, and if the general god transformation enchantment was to be cast, there would be some signs.

You must know that being trapped in the God Transformation Barrier is full of dangers, and the other party can do whatever he wants in his own Barrier, and ordinary means cannot break it at all.

In the face of this unknown god enchantment, Zhikong sighed helplessly, and with a shake of his cuffs, the red Zen staff with some dim spiritual light was re-sacrificed by him, and the Zen staff was flipped over, and instantly turned into a shadow of the Zen staff in the sky, and bombarded the sharp blades nearby.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of popping sounds came into the ears, and even though the red Zen staff was sharp, its power seemed to have been greatly reduced in the enemy's god transformation enchantment, and for a while, it was stalemate with those wind blades that had been conjured out of thin air, and Zhikong's face gradually became gloomy.

At the same time, on the battlefield, the Golden-Winged Dapeng seemed to be in a bad situation, and the long-haired Demon Venerable sacrificed a ruler-shaped magic weapon, which completely suppressed this true spirit clone, and was already in a precarious situation.

After all, the Wulan Holy Maiden was only a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and she was drenched in sweat, and it was extremely difficult to forcibly control the clone of the Golden-winged Dapeng to fight with a god-level Demon Venerable.

"Hehe, a mere witch Zhu level can compete with this monarch does have some ability, but with this kind of true spirit clone, I really can't help me, if the true spirit deity comes, I'm afraid this monarch will have fled long ago!"

The long-haired Demon Venerable saw Ulan's struggling appearance, and suddenly laughed twice, but he didn't seem to pity the jade, and with a wave of the short ruler in his hand, there were countless demonic qi gushing out, and a trace of chilling anger gushed out of it, like a fierce beast that had been dormant for a long time, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he wanted to destroy the momentum of the world.

The Ulan Holy Maiden's delicate body trembled, and there was an unconcealable fear in her eyes.

Not only that, but even the Dapeng True Spirit that emitted golden light all over its body also looked like it was facing a great enemy, surrounded by black winds, as if there was a corrosive force, and the golden light of Dapeng Bird's whole body was gradually a little overwhelmed.

"Gah!"

The hair of the golden-winged roc exploded all over his body, and with a terrible chirp in his mouth, the entire body of the bird turned into a golden light and rushed to the sky as soon as his wings were spread, and after hovering in mid-air, he suddenly turned into a golden cone, with a tooth-sore sound of breaking through the air, stabbing at the black wind, as if he wanted to shatter the disgusting spirit ruler.

"Kill yourself!" Seeing this, the long-haired Demon Venerable did not panic, and with a cold snort, the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and the spirit ruler wrapped in the black wind suddenly became angry, and a violent roar came into his ears, and the surrounding black wind destroyed the whirlpool like a whirlpool and collapsed, and then a sharp black claw suddenly smashed out of the whirlpool and stabbed at the golden cone.

The imposing golden cone suddenly trembled at this moment, and suddenly reverted to the appearance of a golden-winged Dapeng in mid-air, like a frightened bird, without hesitation, it fled with its wings swinging, and turned into a shocking flood and walked away.

"Whew!" A majestic dragon roar came out, and the black claws failed with one blow, and they all rushed out without hesitation, turning into a black dragon about ten zhang long, which seemed to be right and wrong with ordinary dragons, but the whole body exuded an evil aura, and the whole body looked extremely hideous. (To be continued......)