God Destroying Pearl

When Old Man Qu Huo saw the fierce attack launched by the spirit bird rushing towards him, his expression instantly became extremely solemn.

The look that originally contained a bit of arrogance was now replaced by vigilance. He knew very well that if he was not careful and was hit by the attack of this level 5 monster, he would definitely suffer a great loss even if he had the cultivation base of the early stage of the Golden Core.

His steps suddenly changed, his body shook, and he became like a ghost. He instantly performed an extremely exquisite body movement called "Spirit Flame Phantom Step".

This skill was something he had acquired by chance. When it was performed, his body could create several afterimages in an instant, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. This was used to confuse the opponent and find an opportunity to dodge or counterattack.

The rain-like flaming arrows spit out by the spirit bird were already within reach. Old Man Qu Huo tapped the ground lightly with his foot, and the spiritual power in his body circulated rapidly, flowing along the meridians to his feet. Then he exerted force suddenly, and the whole person was ejected to the side.

At the same time, his figure instantly split into three identical afterimages, and the four figures shot away in different directions. The movements of each figure were extremely realistic, making it impossible to tell which one was his real body.

Those flaming arrows whizzed towards the four figures and instantly hit three of them.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of explosions sounded, and the flaming arrows collided with the afterimages, instantly erupting into dazzling flames, rolling heat waves, and filled the air with smoke and dust.

The three afterimages instantly disappeared into thin air under the burning flames, as if they had never appeared.

And old man Qu Huo's real body took advantage of this brief chaos and continued to move quickly to the side.

His speed was so fast that his feet hardly touched the ground, leaving only faint traces of spiritual light and shadows in the air.

However, the spirit bird would not give up. Its sharp claws, wrapped in spiritual power, continued to grab towards old man Qu Huo.

Old Man Qu Huo frowned, thinking to himself that something was wrong. His steps became more and more rapid, and he kept changing directions, trying to break free from the Spirit Bird's lock.

Sometimes he moved sideways several feet to the left, his body as light as willow catkins. When he was about to hit the wall, he cleverly used the force to bounce back and flew in another direction.

Sometimes it jumped high and rolled several times in the air, changing its flight trajectory like a nimble monkey, flying towards the top of the passage above, trying to use the complex terrain to interfere with the spirit bird's pursuit.

But the Lingque's flexibility in the air is not inferior to that of old man Qu Huo. It flaps its wings vigorously, and its body makes various difficult turning movements in the air, always following closely behind old man Qu Huo.

The distance was only a few inches, and the sharp claws were about to catch old man Qu Huo.

At this critical moment, Old Man Qu Huo caught a glimpse of a slightly concave area on one side of the passage.

The depression is surrounded by rugged rocks, forming a natural barrier.

An idea came into his mind, and he no longer hesitated. He poured spiritual power into his legs and rushed towards the depression.

The moment he approached the depression, Old Man Qu Huo turned his body and slid sideways into the narrow gap like a loach, just avoiding the attack of the spirit bird's claws.

The spirit bird's claws dug deeply into the rock next to it.

With a sound of "crack", the hard rock was torn into pieces like tofu, leaving several deep marks and flying gravel, showing the powerful force.

The spirit bird's attack missed, but it did not give up. It circled in the air, tilted its head, and stared at the old man Qu Huo in the gap with its small black bean-like eyes, as if thinking about how to attack next.

Elder Qu Huo hid in the crevice, not daring to relax at all. He watched the movements of the spirit bird vigilantly while quickly circulating his spiritual power to recover the strength he had consumed in dodging the attack.

Seeing that the spirit bird was so ferocious and difficult to deal with, old man Qu Huo was anxious and angry. He no longer concealed his clumsiness and suddenly flipped his left hand. A ball of dark purple flame instantly appeared in his hand.

That flame was no ordinary one, it was the strange purple flame.

As the flames danced, they emanated an extremely overbearing aura, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the high temperature of the flames.

Old Man Qu Huo snorted coldly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and began to use all his strength to control the strange fire Purple Flame to attack the Spirit Bird.

The purple flame under his control was like a nimble purple fire snake, twisting its body and whistling towards the spirit bird.

Wherever it passed, the rocks on the ground were instantly melted and turned into pools of steaming magma, and the temperature in the passage rose rapidly.

When the spirit bird saw the purple flame flying towards it, it did not show any fear. Instead, a glimmer of excitement flashed in its eyes.

It flapped its wings happily in the air and did not choose to hide. It looked as if it had seen some rare treasure.

The moment the purple flame fire reached its body, the spirit bird opened its small mouth and swallowed the purple flame fire directly into its stomach.

Then it chirped happily a few times.

“Tsk…tsk…”

The clear cry echoed in this hot and slightly chaotic passage, sounding quite strange.

When Old Man Qu Huo saw that the Spirit Bird did not dodge his purple flames and swallowed them, he could not help but reveal a smug smile, thinking to himself: "Humph, this level 5 monster is still too stupid after all. It actually dared to swallow my purple flames. Let's see how you die!"

In his opinion, Lingque's action was undoubtedly seeking death. This purple flame was not an ordinary flame. Once it entered the body, it would instantly burn all the internal organs to ashes. No matter how strong its demonic power was, it would have no chance of survival.

However, what old man Qu Huo never expected was that when the spirit bird swallowed his purple flame fire into its stomach, he instantly lost contact with the purple flame fire.

It was as if the purple flame had completely escaped his control after entering the spirit bird's body.

Because his spiritual consciousness was attached to the purple flame fire, the connection was suddenly cut at this moment, and his spiritual consciousness suffered a great backlash.

I just felt a sharp pain in my head, as if thousands of steel needles were stabbing my brain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of my mouth uncontrollably.

His entire face turned extremely pale in an instant, completely bloodless.

"You... you beast, how could you possibly..."

Old Man Qu Huo was shocked and angry. He stared at Ling Que with wide eyes in disbelief.

He couldn't understand why this happened, and his heart was filled with regret and fear.

He regretted that he should not have rashly used the Purple Flame Fire and was horrified that he was now seriously injured. In this dangerous cave, he was afraid that he would be in great danger.

Song Yun had been closely following the battle situation. When he saw this sudden change, he was overjoyed. He seized this rare opportunity and quickly took out an empty brick from his storage bag.

Song Yun poured his spiritual power into it, and then performed space displacement. The "empty brick" instantly disappeared from his hand, and the next moment, it suddenly appeared above old man Qu Huo's head.

Then, under Song Yun's control, the "empty brick" carried a powerful force of space and slammed down towards Old Man Qu Huo with unstoppable force.

"what……"

Old Man Qu Huo had no time to react at all before he was hit by the sudden attack and let out a scream instantly.

The whole person fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string. With a dull thud, he fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

At this moment, old man Qu Huo's clothes were tattered and his hair was messy. The place on his head where he was hit by the "empty brick" was torn and bleeding.

The whole person lay there, motionless, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. The arrogant look he had once had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a miserable and embarrassed look.

When the spirit bird saw old man Qu Huo lying motionless on the ground, it circled proudly in the air for a few times.

Then it quickly flew back to Song Yun's shoulder and rubbed Song Yun's cheek with its head.

Song Yun looked at the bird with surprise in his eyes. He gently touched the bird's feathers, then looked at the old man Qu Huo lying on the ground and asked uncertainly, "Is the old man dead?"

Lingque tilted his head, blinked his small black bean-like eyes, and then shook his head and said, "He fainted, but this guy's injuries are not light. He probably won't wake up for a while."

After hearing Lingque's words, Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he did not dare to be careless. After all, this old man Qu Huo was a Jindan cultivator, and no one knew whether he was pretending to be unconscious.

It would be troublesome if they suddenly woke up and fought back when they let their guard down.

So, Song Yun held the empty brick tightly in his hand and walked towards old man Qu Huo carefully.