God Destroying Pearl

From time to time, screams could be heard from many places in Dan City.

The cries were either shrill or desperate, coming from disciples of the four major sects, as well as from demon cultivators and disciples of Dan City.

The battle continues...

At this moment, under the joint attack of two powerful enemies, Luo Zichuan and Lu Feiyun, Patriarch Mo Yun was in danger and was struggling on the brink of life and death every moment.

Ancestor Mo Yun had already had one arm cut off by Lu Feiyun in the previous battle. Now that he only had one hand left, he was greatly restricted in casting spells.

Those magical skills that were so powerful and easy to use in the past have now become extremely difficult to use.

Every time he mobilized spiritual power, due to the imbalance of the body and the inconvenience of one-handed operation, the gathering and operation of spiritual power were not as smooth as before, causing the power of the spell to be greatly reduced.

He knew very well in his heart that in such a desperate situation, if he continued to stay here and fight against Luo Zichuan and Lu Feiyun, he would definitely die.

The instinct for survival was burning wildly in his heart. At this moment, he only wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible and save his life.

However, how could Luo Zichuan and Lu Feiyun let him succeed so easily.

The two men cooperated well with each other, and their offensive was like a tide, one wave after another rushing towards the Demon Cloud Ancestor, blocking his retreat.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape and being forced into a desperate situation, Ancestor Mo Yun made up his mind and decided to use his last desperate trick.

He gritted his teeth, and suddenly a magic blade emitting a strange black light appeared in his only remaining hand.

A low and resentful roar emanated from the mouth of the Demon Cloud Ancestor, and the magic blade in his hand suddenly shone brightly.

The black light spread in the void like ink, as if dragging the entire world into endless darkness.

As he roared, the light on the magic blade became stronger and stronger, and powerful magic fluctuations spread wildly in all directions with the magic blade as the center.

"Explode!" Ancestor Mo Yun used all his strength to roar out this word hysterically.

In an instant, the magic blade exploded violently.

The power generated by the self-explosion was extremely shocking. A surging black energy swept in all directions like a roaring beast.

Wherever it passed, everything was swallowed up by this energy, whether it was the surrounding spiritual light or the aftermath of the battle that had not yet dissipated, all were instantly dispersed and destroyed under this powerful impact.

Ancestor Mo Yun attempted to take advantage of the chaos and powerful impact caused by the self-detonation of the Demon Blade to break through the defenses of Luo Zichuan and Lu Feiyun, find a glimmer of hope, and escape from this deadly battlefield.

But he never expected that Luo Zichuan had been prepared.

At the moment when the magic blade exploded, Luo Zichuan quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and a stream of blazing fire gushed out from his body.

The elixir fire quickly gathered around the Demon Cloud Ancestor, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a huge elixir fire cage.

The Danhuo Prison was burning with raging flames, and the flames were a brilliant and fiery red.

Every rail of the cage seemed to be condensed from materialized flames, with mysterious runes faintly flowing on them. These runes emitted powerful spiritual fluctuations, making the entire cage extremely solid.

After the self-destruction of the magic blade, the old man Mo Yun crashed into the Danhuo cage before he could escape far away.

As soon as he came into contact with the blazing flames, he let out a scream of pain.

The flames seemed to have life and instantly wrapped around his body, constantly burning his skin and scorching his soul, making him feel as if he was in purgatory and enduring endless pain.

At this time, Lu Feiyun also saw the opportunity, and shouted loudly, holding the Qingyun sword that was emitting a sharp cold light tightly in his hand.

"Qingyun Death Slash!"

Following this roar, Lu Feiyun violently swung the Qingyun Sword in his hand.

An extremely thick and bright green sword energy instantly whizzed out from the sword.

This sword energy was like a green dragon, baring its fangs and claws, slashing towards the Mo Yun Ancestor who was trapped in the Danhuo cage.

The green sword energy slashed into the Danhuo cage without any hindrance and slashed straight towards the body of Ancestor Mo Yun.

Ancestor Mo Yun was trapped in a cage at this time, and was already suffering from the burning of the elixir fire. How could he avoid this fierce sword?

Under this double blow, the body of the Demon Cloud Ancestor was instantly destroyed by Lu Feiyun's "Qingyun Juemingzhan".

However, Patriarch Mo Yun was a powerful figure in the demon world after all. Even though his body had been destroyed, his soul still tried to escape.

I saw a faint black light and shadow rushing out from his broken body and quickly escaping into the distance.

This black light and shadow is the soul of the Demon Cloud Ancestor. Although it is very weak at this moment, it still has a strong desire to survive and wants to escape from this place of death.

When Lu Feiyun saw this, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that if the soul of Ancestor Mo Yun was allowed to escape, it would cause trouble in the future.

At that moment, he didn't care about anything else. He swung the Qingyun Sword in his hand again and shouted loudly.

"Blue Cloud Sword Slash!"

This time, a sharper and smaller sword energy, but one that contained the power to destroy the world, whistled out from the Qingyun Sword.

This sword energy was like a flash of lightning, and instantly caught up with the fleeing soul of the Demon Cloud Ancestor.

When the sword energy came into contact with the soul, another burst of dazzling light burst out.

The light was so strong that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes.

Under this powerful attack, the soul of the Demon Cloud Ancestor could no longer bear it and was instantly torn apart by Lu Feiyun's "Qingyun Lijianzhan".

The black light and shadow that was originally fleeing instantly dissipated into the air.

The old man Mo Yun, who was once famous in the magic world, has completely fallen.

Only a lingering spiritual power fluctuation remained, telling the story of this thrilling battle.

Lu Feiyun's tense nerves relaxed a little at this moment. He was breathing heavily and his chest heaving violently.

The fierce battle with the Demon Cloud Ancestor just now consumed a great deal of his spiritual power and physical strength.

After taking a short breath, Lu Feiyun raised his head and swept his eyes around like lightning, trying to check the situation on the battlefield.

In an airspace not far away, the Beast Taming Sect's Patriarch Gu Sanshuo and the Fiery Fire Sect's Patriarch Ma Jueming were engaged in a bitter battle.

Even though the two of them joined forces, they were still entangled by two demon cultivators in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and the battle situation seemed quite difficult.

The two demon cultivators were dressed in black robes, with demonic energy surrounding them and ferocious expressions on their faces. They kept waving the magic weapons in their hands, performing strange magic skills and attacking Gu Sanshuo and Ma Jueming.

Gu Sanshuo was surrounded by several powerful spirit beasts, which roared and bit, trying to break through the magic cultivator's defense, but the magic cultivator's attack was too fierce and the spirit beasts were overwhelmed.

Ma Jueming's whole body was emitting blazing flames, and every time he waved his hands, raging flames would rush towards the demon cultivators. However, the demon cultivators' defense was extremely tenacious, and the flames could only leave some charred marks on their black robes, but could not cause any substantial damage to them.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you go to the ruins over there and capture Huoyunzi, I will go to help them." Seeing this, Lu Feiyun frowned slightly, and then said to Luo Zichuan beside him.

Although his voice was a little hoarse, it still revealed a firmness.

"Okay, Brother Lu, be careful." Luo Zichuan nodded.

Lu Feiyun nodded without saying anything more. His figure flashed and instantly turned into a stream of green light and disappeared on the spot.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he was rushing towards Gu Sanshuo and Ma Jueming.