The fierce light on the face of the ghost knife flashed without thinking about it, and his body immediately shook violently, and his claws actually shot out several black rays. I saw that Hei Mang shot forward with all his might, and he shot straight towards the sword light net.

Suddenly, a sharp sound like a golden stone exploded, and the entire sky was a piece of intertwined spiritual light.

The power of the black mang turned out to be very extraordinary, and the impact shattered the large net composed of sword light, and the remaining strength shot straight towards Zhang Ji, which immediately caused the latter's expression to change slightly.

And it was Zhang Ji's surprised kung fu, and the hideous claws of the ghost knife fell down hard at Zhang Ji again.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ji couldn't help but snort coldly, and his hands quickly threw out a dense sword light, directly stopping those black mangs. Then I saw him move with both hands, and he sang a strange verbal decision.

"Boom......!"

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth soared, and dense red spirit spots emerged, and they began to condense at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, a powerful fiery red aura visible to the naked eye began to swell up crazily.

"Yuan Infant Spell?"

The ghost knife suddenly looked startled, and retreated back with an extremely jealous face, obviously giving him great pressure. However, the claws that had fallen from the ghost knife did not retract, and they still fell down fiercely with a strong demonic aura.

"Drink!"

Zhang Ji's eyes suddenly froze, and his mouth began to chant even faster.

"Boom, boom, boom......!"

With one aura after another, it continued to protrude from Zhang Ji's mouth, and a fiery red ball unexpectedly covered him all at once. The fierce claws of the ghost knife directly hit the surface of the fireball, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't make any waves at all.

Seeing this, the Ghost Knife's pupils shrank, obviously a little shocked by the strength of the fireball.

"Boom!"

"Aang, Aang, Aang!"

"Go, Firebird Burner!"

It was at this time. There were three crisp chirps from inside the fireball, and the raging flames turned into a rapid transformation.

I saw that the raging flames suddenly turned into a firebird, and its body began to expand continuously, until it became the size of a small mountain. Then he flapped his wings and shouted in vain, and his voice was like the ancient fire immortal descending into the world, and the whole thing was stirred out.

The flames were suddenly overwhelming, and it was as if they had entered a world of flames.

"Roar!"

The ghost knife instinctively let out a warning roar, and the whole body began to change.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Its body spewed jet-black demonic light as it began to evolve extremely rapidly. In the blink of an eye, a majestic huge demon snake suddenly appeared on the sea.

I saw that the demon snake was the size of a hill. It was even a few points taller than the Firebird, its scales glowing with a dark golden glow, and its muscles bulged out like dragons, as if it contained a great power inside.

Brute dragon python, brute dragon python.

The word 'barbarian' can summarize its characteristics.

Incredible brute strength!

After this demon appeared in its main body, it immediately roared three times with fierce eyes, and then unceremoniously slammed into the flame giant bird.

Break the law with force! Shock the sky with force!

The ghost knife actually wanted to use its unparalleled power to forcibly defeat Zhang Ji's Yuanying magic power!

W-This is just stupidity!

"Aang!"

A giant bird of flame condensed by the primordial infant spell. Naturally, there was no fear, only to see the wings condensed by its flames, like a flame meteor, and slammed into the huge body of the ghost knife.

"Roar ......!"

The ghost knife's strange eyes trembled instantly. The madness showed a huge pain.

At the same time, the place where the firebird struck suddenly lit up, and countless tiny hair-like sparks sprang out, following the path of the wounds of its huge body. It burned violently.

The Yuan Infant Spell, which consumed Zhang Ji's three layers of mana, naturally couldn't just have the meaning of the beginning. These tiny hair-like sparks are the real killer moves of this primordial infant spell. Ordinary Yuan Infant Monk can be said to be dead. Even in the early stage of clutching, it is difficult for the strong to remove it.

The reason why the ghost knife can resist so hard is because of its innate amazing physical fitness.

It's just that it obviously overestimated itself, otherwise it wouldn't have ended up where it is now. You must know that the spell of the Yuan Infant level is extremely feared by the clutch powerhouse. Therefore, no matter how profound its background is, it should not despise Zhang Ji's Yuan Infant Spell.

But no matter how much it regrets it now, it won't help. Getting rid of those sparks as soon as possible is the top priority.

"Roar ......!"

Immediately, a low roar was heard, and those wounds on the huge body of the ghost knife immediately gushed out dense demonic energy, and they were extremely tough against those sparks.

Although those sparks are powerful, they are rootless duckweed after all. Although those dense demonic qi are weak, they are backed up after all. So in this way, the wanton Mars is gradually suppressed.

Although Zhang Ji was a little pity that the opportunity slipped away, he was powerless.

After releasing a Yuan Infant Spell in its entirety, he immediately fell into a period of weakness, and it was only at this moment that he was somewhat relieved.

As powerful as a spell is, it has two fatal weaknesses.

One is that high-level spells are extremely difficult to comprehend, and the other is that high-level spells consume very amazing mana.

Take the 'Firebird Burning World' Yuan Infant Spell just now, it actually emptied Zhang Ji's more than three layers of aura in one fell swoop, which is simply an unimaginable thing if it is placed on top of other supernatural powers.

Although the higher the cultivation level, the closer the gap between Zhang Ji and the other peers. However, Zhang Ji's current total amount of aura is still at least ten times that of a Yuanying cultivator of the same level.

In this way, the aura of an ordinary early stage cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm was simply not enough to support the release of a Yuan Infant spell.

Of course, this is also the case, if it is an ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivator, it is at least at the peak of the late Yuan Infant Stage, and it is possible to release a Yuan Infant Spell.

It's just that there are exceptions to everything, and it is not excluded that monks with demons can release Yuanying spells in the early and middle stages, just like Zhang Ji.

But even a demon like Zhang Ji is a little choking at the moment. The stamina of releasing the Yuan Infant spell was too great, and he still couldn't slow it down. And after this battle, more than half of the aura in Zhang Ji's body was consumed. With less than four layers of spiritual energy remaining in his body, he could no longer support the high-intensity battle just now.

With such a fierce battle of aura consumption, he has really rarely encountered it over the years.

The next moment.

Zhang Ji took out a small jade bottle that was somewhat transparent, and tilted his head in pain and took a few drops of the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and the spiritual energy in his body showed obvious signs of recovery.

After all these years of consumption, he didn't have much left of this thing. (To be continued......)