ragginovel Chapter 67 Fierce Battle
Chapter 67 Fierce Battle
In an instant, demonic energy, monster energy, and spiritual light intertwined wildly, turning the sky into a chaotic mess. The roar of spells, the clash of weapons, and the screams and screams of cultivators and demons filled the air.
Wang Tianlong's figure moved like a ghost through the chaotic battlefield.
Instead of confronting the ancient demon leader Kong Yu head-on, he pushed the escape technique of the "Wind-Treading Technique" to its limit, transforming himself into an invisible and intangible breeze, moving freely at an incredible angle and speed through the gaps between the flying magical artifacts.
His gaze locked onto the edge of the battlefield, where an ancient demon at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm stood. This ancient demon was wielding a massive white bone battle axe, frantically hacking at a demon elder who had manifested in his giant tortoise form. The giant tortoise elder's defensive light barrier was already teetering on the brink of collapse, on the verge of being breached.
Wang Tianlong made a move.
His Heavenly Boots shone brightly with azure light. He flashed, leaving a faint afterimage in his original position, and his true form appeared silently three zhang behind the ancient demon.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a point of extremely compressed azure light gathered at the fingertips.
"laugh--!"
A soft sound, like a hot knife slicing butter.
The ancient demon's protective demonic energy shattered like bubbles the moment it came into contact with the wind beam. The wind beam continued its relentless advance, piercing precisely from the back of the demon's head and exiting between its brows!
The ancient demon's sinister grin froze instantly, his movements suspended in mid-air. He didn't even have time to utter a scream before his consciousness was completely extinguished. His massive demonic body plummeted from the sky like a puppet with its strings cut.
Wang Tianlong didn't even glance at the falling corpse before his figure blurred again and disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared in another battle. An ancient demon in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm was commanding swarms of demonic insects to besiege a severely injured spirit realm cultivator.
A cold glint flashed in Wang Tianlong's eyes, and he no longer concealed himself.
His body swelled up dramatically, his right fist clenched tightly, and the immense magical power of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm surged wildly within him. His entire arm was enveloped in an extremely refined cyan wind armor.
"die!"
With a low shout, Wang Tianlong unleashed a punch!
No fancy techniques, just pure power and speed!
The air in front of the fist was instantly compressed and pierced, producing a sonic boom! A visible cyan fist aura, like a cannonball, instantly crossed a hundred feet and slammed into the ancient demon!
The ancient demon was terrified and hastily summoned a black bone shield to block its path.
The fist energy collided violently with the bone shield.
The bone shield held out for only a moment before letting out a mournful cry of despair and shattering into countless fragments! The remaining force of the fist struck the ancient demon's chest solidly!
"puff!"
The ancient demon's chest instantly caved in, and demonic blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spurted from his mouth. He was sent flying backward as if struck by a high-speed mountain, tracing an arc through the air before crashing heavily into a distant mountainside, his fate unknown.
Just as Wang Tianlong was preparing to find his next target, a roar came from above:
"Wang Tianlong! Die!"
Kong Yu finally broke free from Xuan Qingzi's entanglement and attacked in a fit of rage! A gigantic demonic claw, blotting out the sky and wrapped in pitch-black demonic lightning, carrying an aura of annihilation, slashed down at Wang Tianlong's head! This attack, unleashed in fury, was incredibly powerful, even causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space.
Wang Tianlong's pupils contracted slightly, but he did not take the hit head-on.
His Sky-Piercing Boots flashed with spiritual light, and his figure vanished from the spot as if by teleportation. The demonic claw crashed down, smashing a small hill below to pieces, but it didn't even touch the hem of Wang Tianlong's clothes.
Wang Tianlong, taking advantage of this extremely short time difference, appeared beside an ancient demon in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"Watch out!" Kong Yu cried out in shock and anger, but it was too late.
Wang Tianlong now held a cyan spear made entirely of wind spirit power, its blade shimmering with runes and radiating a chilling sharpness.
"Wind God's Thrust!"
With a flick of his wrist, Wang Tianlong's spear transformed into a streak of azure lightning, piercing straight into the heart of the Ancient Demon Queen!
The ancient demon was completely focused on the spirit realm cultivator he was fighting. By the time he sensed the ominous wind behind him, it was too late to dodge completely. He barely managed to twist his body and avoid a fatal blow, but the spear still pierced through his shoulder!
"Ah—!" The ancient demon let out a shrill scream, spewing out demonic blood, and its aura instantly weakened.
Having landed a successful blow, Wang Tianlong didn't linger and immediately withdrew his spear. Caiyi seized the opportunity, waved her jade hand, and a seven-colored ray of light swept across, causing the wounded ancient demon's demonic energy to dissipate, and it fled in a sorry state.
"Wang Tianlong! You despicable villain who only knows how to ambush!" Kong Yu was so enraged that his Three Corpse Gods roared, their eyes bloodshot, and he lunged at Wang Tianlong again without regard for anything else. The demonic blade in his hand was wielded in a dense and impenetrable manner, and streaks of black blade light poured down like a storm, determined to tear Wang Tianlong to pieces.
Wang Tianlong sneered, his figure flitting about like a butterfly amidst the countless blades of light. He used his wind spear to parry and counterattack, engaging Kong Yu in battle. Although his cultivation was slightly inferior, he relied on his extraordinary escape techniques and precise grasp of the battle situation to fight Kong Yu to a standstill.
Xuan Qingzi also arrived again, and together with Wang Tianlong, they worked in perfect harmony to suppress Kong Yu.
Xuan Qingzi's beard and hair stood on end, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind. He waved his whisk, and thousands of silver threads transformed into a rain of swords, each one imbued with pure, righteous energy, shooting towards Kong Yu like a sudden storm. Kong Yu roared repeatedly, his demonic blades dancing wildly, creating layers of black barriers before him. The rain of swords collided with the demonic barriers, producing a hissing, corrosive sound, and scattering spiritual light and demonic energy.
Each clash between the two produced a deafening roar, the shockwaves surging and even sending boulders flying from the ground below. Although Xuan Qingzi's cultivation was slightly inferior to Kong Yu's, his Daoist techniques were exquisite, and his righteous aura was awe-inspiring. He relentlessly entangled the ancient demon leader, preventing him from having the opportunity to slaughter lower-level cultivators.
The spirit realm cultivator hovered in mid-air, her jade ruyi radiating a soft yet resilient seven-colored glow, forming a massive protective shield that enveloped dozens of spirit realm cultivators. Under her command, the spirit realm cultivators formed small "Three Talents Battle Formations" in groups of three.
One group of cultivators launched the main attack, their flying swords and magical artifacts transforming into three streaks of light, striking the ancient demon's vitals with cunning, venomous attacks; another group of cultivators focused on defense, unleashing their shield magical artifacts and condensing a thick spiritual light barrier to withstand the ancient demon's counterattack; and yet another group of cultivators used various binding and slowing spells to disrupt the ancient demon's movements.
Their coordination was flawless, like a perfectly precise killing machine. A mid-stage Nascent Soul ancient demon roared and charged forward, only to be simultaneously entangled by three binding beams of spiritual light. Immediately afterwards, three flying swords pierced his demonic body from different angles, instantly killing him. The efficiency was astonishing.
The dragon patriarch manifested his hundred-zhang-long dragon body, surging and charging through the demon horde. Waves surged around him, and with each sweep of his tail, he pulverized several demons into a bloody pulp; each breath of his dragon breath purified a patch of demonic energy.
However, he was covered in wounds, large pieces of his golden dragon scales had fallen off, and his blood had stained the seawater beneath him.
"Roar—!" A dragon's roar resounded through the sky. Ignoring his own safety, the dragon patriarch charged towards an ancient demon elder who was casting a spell to attack a demon race member. He used his dragon body to withstand a bolt of demonic lightning, while his dragon claws shot out like lightning, gripping the ancient demon elder's head tightly!
"Die!" The dragon patriarch roared, his dragon claws crushing the ancient demon elder's head! Demon blood splattered all over him, but he didn't care and turned to attack another enemy.
The entire battlefield was a scene of life-or-death struggles.
Blood stained the sea; roars and cries mingled on the battlefield.