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Chapter 357 Director Zuo was dumbfounded! (Page 12)
"Cough cough... Hahaha..."
Amidst a series of heart-wrenching coughs, Baili Xin, like a demon crawling out of hell, slowly rose from the pool of blood to raise his mangled body.
His right arm was wounded so deep that the bone was visible; the white bone fragments pierced the flesh, and blood gushed out like a spring, dripping down his withered fingers.
Every drop of blood that fell to the ground corroded deep holes in the scorched earth.
When he looked up, his wrinkled old face was distorted beyond recognition.
His cloudy eyes were completely covered with blood vessels, and the wide grin at the corners of his mouth almost tore his cheeks apart.
Thick, sticky blood was slowly dripping from his gray beard, leaving long streaks of blood on his chin.
"Ni...zi..."
The two words sounded as if they were squeezed out of a broken bellows, accompanied by the grinding sound of entrails.
Bai Lixin's Adam's apple throbbed abnormally, and with each breath, he exhaled large plumes of blood mist.
But even this broken body exudes a chilling aura of madness.
Suddenly, the [Devouring Sword Sheath] floating in front of his chest emitted a piercing shriek!
On the surface of the rustic wooden sheath, the seemingly ordinary wood grain suddenly came to life, transforming into countless tiny blue worms.
The insects formed from these runes writhed wildly, instantly creating a blue vortex over ten feet in diameter.
The center of the vortex was bottomless, so deep that even light was distorted and swallowed up.
"Om-"
The world-destroying blow from the nine forbidden artifacts arrived as expected—
The ancient sword transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long black dragon with flying scales and claws, each scale reflecting the light of death;
In the sea of blood stirred up by the jade horn, countless vengeful spirits wailed and struggled.
Within the raging flames erupting from the colossal cauldron, the faint silhouette of a golden crow could be seen...
However, all of this was like falling into an abyss the moment it came into contact with the vortex of the sword sheath!
The black dragon let out a resentful roar, its thousand-foot-long body being forcibly twisted into a torrent of energy;
A sea of blood stirred up a vortex of despair, and countless vengeful spirits were torn apart amidst screams;
The flames twisted and deformed, even tearing the golden crow's phantom into threads of light...
The wood grain on the surface of the sword sheath came to life, and the blue worms wriggled wildly, each one greedily devouring the incoming energy.
A chilling chewing sound emanated from inside the wooden sheath, as if countless sharp teeth were tearing and devouring it.
"Hahaha...cough cough..." Baili Xin's laughter suddenly turned into a violent cough, but a morbid excitement flickered in his cloudy eyes.
"See that? This... is the true... foundation of the Baili family!" As he opened his arms, the wound on his chest reopened, but he was completely unaware of it.
“Ka-ka-ka—”
A sickening squeezing sound suddenly came from inside the scabbard.
The absorbed energy is being compressed to its limit, and a dangerous red light begins to seep from the cracks on the surface of the wooden sheath.
Baili Xin raised his left hand with trembling hands, his withered fingers forming an ancient hand seal, the knuckles cracking from the excessive force.
"boom!"
The scabbard suddenly trembled and began to spew out a suffocating energy storm in reverse!
The space at the scabbard opening was completely distorted, and an energy vortex with a diameter of more than ten feet was taking shape.
At the center of the vortex, nine destructive energies, compressed to their extreme, can be vaguely seen merging and recombining.
“Now…” Baili Xin’s wrinkles spread out eerily, revealing a chilling smile.
His voice suddenly became unusually clear, as if in a final burst of energy: "It's my turn."
"boom!"
The wood grain on the scabbard shattered completely, and countless blinding streaks of blood-red light shot into the sky!
The destructive energy that was devoured has now merged into a new and even more terrifying form of energy.
The entire battlefield began to collapse, and distant mountains silently turned to dust.
At this moment, even time seemed to stand still.
Between heaven and earth, only that world-destroying sword light piercing the sky remained.
The crimson beam of light spewed from the sword sheath tore through the clouds, causing space to collapse inch by inch in its path, revealing a pitch-black void.
The Tai Chi Bagua formation beneath Baili Pangpang's feet emitted a mournful cry of despair, and the formation patterns began to disintegrate at a visible speed.
"Great Formation—Turn!"
Baili Pangpang's eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead. His hands formed hand seals at lightning speed, causing the nine forbidden artifacts to tremble violently as they attempted to rearrange their formation.
But even before the sword light arrived, the terrifying pressure had already caused cracks to appear on the forbidden objects at the edge of the great formation.
"Click——"
The jade horn was the first to succumb, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface.
The ancient sword emitted a mournful clang, and the black aura swirling around its blade was forcefully dispersed.
The dragon patterns on the bronze tripod are peeling away inch by inch...
The moment the sword light struck, Baili Pangpang's pupils suddenly contracted.
He sensed the scent of death—an absolute annihilation that would utterly obliterate even the soul!
At this critical moment——
"boom!"
A dark shadow appeared like a ghost.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, had somehow appeared in front of Baili Pangpang, his black trench coat fluttering in the energy storm.
The seemingly ordinary black spear in his hand suddenly swelled up and transformed into a gigantic weapon thousands of feet tall in the blink of an eye!
"Godslayer Spear - Unsealed!"
With that soft shout, the sealing chains wrapped around the gun broke inch by inch.
On the black gun barrel, countless blood-red runes lit up one after another, each rune exuding a chilling aura of slaughter.
"break!"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, held a gun in one hand and seemingly casually swept it forward.
Where the spear tip passed, space was neatly sliced apart like a sheet of paper.
That devastating sword light was actually cleaved in two by this spear!
The aftershocks of the cleaved sword light spilled out to both sides, vaporizing two distant mountain peaks.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black and holding a gun, stood motionless amidst the billowing dust.
“Old man…” He flicked the tip of his gun, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. “You dare to bully my fat man? Did you even ask for my gun?”
The God-Slaying Spear seemed to respond with a hum, and the blood-red runes on its body writhed as if they were alive.
The sheer killing intent emanating from the gun alone caused the temperature within a hundred miles to plummet, and thick frost to form on the ground.
Baili Xin's face suddenly contorted, and the last trace of color drained from his wrinkled old face at that moment.
His pupils contracted sharply, and the ominous aura of the god-slaying spear was reflected in his cloudy eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.
"Good...very good..." His voice was so hoarse it was unrecognizable, but his withered fingers reached into his robes with astonishing speed.
He pulled out a completely black porcelain bottle.
The bottle is no bigger than the palm of your hand, yet it exudes a chilling aura.
The bottle was covered with twisted runes that seemed to writhe like living things, occasionally oozing a dark red liquid, like blood.
"【Fire Demon Bottle】..." Baili Xin's lips curled into a ferocious smile, his fingertips lightly tracing the bottle's surface. "Since you insist on forcing me..."
His fingernail suddenly slashed across the bottle's rim, instantly staining the black bottle red with blood.
The dark red runes writhed wildly, like sharks that had smelled blood.
"boom!"
The moment the bottle stopper popped open automatically, the temperature of the entire area suddenly soared.
Endless black flames poured out like a flood bursting its banks, and those flames even emitted cries like infants, twisting and deforming in the air, turning into countless hideous ghost faces.
"Go to hell!" Baili Xin roared hysterically, pointing the bottle at the two of them.
A black sea of fire instantly swept across the entire sky, leaving scorched marks in the very air it passed through.
Even more terrifying, those flames actually condensed on their own, transforming in the blink of an eye into a fire demon god thousands of feet tall.
The demon god had curved horns on its head, and three blood-red eyes stared intently at the two people below. It opened its huge mouth and let out a deafening roar.
"Roar--"
火魔
Wherever the roar passed, the earth cracked inch by inch. The Flame Demon God raised his mountain-like fist and slammed it down with the force of destruction!
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Yun's lips, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.
"Hahaha, aren't you just asking for trouble?" His voice was mocking, and the God-Slaying Spear in his hand suddenly emitted a dark, bloody light.
The jet-black spear stretched and twisted as if it were alive, and in the blink of an eye it became like a towering pillar.
The gun drew a strange arc in the air, its tip landing precisely beside Cao Yuan—who had completely gone mad at this point.
His body was wreathed in black flames deeper than the night, and his crimson eyes were filled with nothing but pure bloodlust.
"Go have some fun." Zhang Yun, dressed in black, chuckled and flicked the tip of his spear, sending the madman Cao Yuan flying like a cannonball towards the fire demon thousands of feet high.
The Fire Demon's three blood-red eyes contracted sharply the moment they saw Cao Yuan.
Its massive body visibly trembled, and the flames around it flickered erratically—because it clearly sensed that...
The seemingly inconspicuous black flames on Cao Yuan's body were actually of a higher and purer quality than his original fire!
"Roar..." The fire demon let out a hesitant growl and unconsciously took half a step back.
But Cao Yuan, in his mad state, didn't care about any of that.
He charged forward like a berserker who knew no fear, roaring like a wild beast and brandishing a longsword wreathed in black flames.
His posture was like Don Quixote charging at a windmill, but with a destructive aura.
Seeing this, the Fire Demon actually took another step back!
Its towering body appeared so clumsy at this moment, and its three eyes were filled with terror.
Cao Yuan is getting closer!
The fire demon retreats again!
The scene was so absurd it was almost suffocating—a tiny human chasing a thousand-foot-tall demon all over the place.
The scenes on the battlefield became utterly absurd—
The thousand-foot-tall fire demon was now like a frightened child, its three blood-red eyes filled with terror.
Its enormous body shrank with each step it retreated, and the raging demonic fire around it visibly diminished.
With each approach, the fire demon's body shrank, and the flames around it dimmed.
Thousand zhang... Hundred zhang... Ten zhang... One zhang...
Finally, when Cao Yuan roared and charged forward once more, the once invincible fire demon shrank to the size of a fist-sized black flame.
Meanwhile, the human opposite him, wreathed in black flames, was like a tireless madman, wielding his long sword and pressing forward relentlessly.
"Roar...roar..." The fire demon's roar grew weaker and weaker, until it almost turned into a whimper.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, leaned against the God-Slaying Spear, watching with great interest. He even took out a bag of sunflower seeds, cracking them open as he commented, "Why are you running? Weren't you quite imposing just now?"
With a "whoosh," the fire demon darted back into the fire demon bottle in Baili Xin's hand, and even put the stopper back on!
The bottle was trembling violently, and faint, trembling sobs of fear could be heard coming from inside.
Baili Xin's face was extremely pale.
He gripped the Fire Demon Bottle tightly, his knuckles turning white.