Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

"Falcon Bow!" Zhao Ming called out upon seeing this. The constellation compass in his hand began to spin rapidly, finally stopping at the weapon summoning column. A golden light flashed, and a golden, pointed bow appeared in Zhao Ming's hand. The bow's body had smooth lines and emitted a brilliant golden light.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming immediately pulled the falcon bow in his hand continuously, shooting out several flaming energy arrows towards the monster Mo Zhi!

This monster actually possessed a strange ability to move in a mirror-like manner. It flashed and transformed into an illusory form like a mirage, easily avoiding several red arrows burning with flame energy shot by Zhao Ming.

Mozhi has the ability to freely travel back and forth between mirror-like objects such as the surface of water, etc., which can reflect the images of objects.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart: "This Mo Zhi really has some skills, he is worthy of being an old monster who has experienced thousands of years!" He looked at the Mo Zhi in front of him who dodged his attack and laughed strangely, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice.

The next moment, Zhao Ming shouted softly: "Eight Gates of Dunjia - Dusuo Gumen, Xunfeng mutation, space blockade!"

As he shouted, the surrounding space was instantly distorted by a powerful force. The magnetic field and wind energy between heaven and earth intertwined, forming invisible barriers, forming a cage of heaven and earth that tightly sealed off the area where Mo Zhi was.

Mozhi seemed to sense this dangerous aura and frantically shuttled through space, trying to find a flaw in the blockade. However, how could the spatial blockade formed by the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu be so easily broken?

Mo Zhi couldn't find a way out. Every time he tried, he was like a headless fly, bumping around in circles, but was blocked by the invisible barrier.

A powerful aura suddenly surged around Zhao Ming's body. "It's not over yet!" He waved his hands in a Tai Chi style and shouted, "Eight Gates of Ninjutsu - Damage and Destruction, Fire and Destruction, Absolute Killing Field!"

As Zhao Ming finished his words, a fiery fire energy suddenly emerged from his palm. This formation radiated a suffocating heat, and the blazing flames quickly formed a massive, absolutely destructive field within the Dunjia space.

Wherever the flames passed, the air was instantly ignited and formed a fire. The high temperature caused everything in the Qimen Dunjia space to begin to distort and deform, as if it was about to be melted by this terrifying force.

Within this magical space of Dunjia, wild winds surged and tongues of flame danced wildly. The fiery power of Lihuo contained within the Shangjue Li Gate was so intense and violent that the air was distorted wherever it passed. Meanwhile, the invisible wind blades of Xunfeng force unleashed from the Dusuo Gu Gate pierced through space.

As the Li Fire and Xun Wind intertwined, the wind intensified the flames. With the help of the fierce wind, the Li Fire instantly soared several feet into the air, transforming into a massive flaming tornado, spewing a scorching rain of fire in all directions. Powerful energy waves spread out, tearing black cracks into space wherever they passed.

The monster Mozhi was at the center of this terrifying energy interweaving. Its body trembled violently in the interweaving of the sea of ​​fire and wind blades, and the black light on its body surged wildly, trying to break through the blockade of the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu.

In an instant, Mo Zhi suddenly opened his mouth and countless small black stones flew out of his mouth, forming a thick black shield around his body.

This shield emanated a vast dark aura, seemingly capable of swallowing all light and heat. It violently collided with the flames created by Zhao Ming's Eight Gates of Ninjutsu and the flaming tornadoes formed by the fierce wind, emitting bursts of loud frictional noises.

Although Mozhi's shield seemed to be crumbling under the attack of the fire tornado, it still managed to withstand this fierce attack. However, Mozhi did not give up. It immediately opened its mouth and spit out more black stones from its body.

These black stones were different from the previous ones. Each of them contained the deepest fear of the Moonlight Soldiers. These fears were absorbed by Mozhi and condensed into a powerful force, making these black stones its most important means of attack.

Zhao Ming had clearly been prepared for Mo Zhi's move. He waved his hands and gathered the power of the fire into a huge wall of fire. This wall of fire burned fiercely, emitting a scorching heat that could melt everything.

When the numerous black stones collided with the Fire Wall, a series of explosions instantly occurred. There was a constant crackling sound, sparks flew, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Zhao Ming looked at the scene before him, his lips curling up slightly in a faint smile. He muttered to himself, "Interesting! I didn't expect this beast to actually know how to use the art of subjugation. How could the wind not move the rocks, or the fire not burn the earth?"

His eyes fell on Mo Zhi, who had piled his body up with numerous stones, forming a solid fortress. This was clearly a defensive strategy Mo Zhi had adopted to fend off Zhao Ming's attacks.

The next moment, Zhao Ming immediately waved his hands to manipulate the Qi Men Dun Jia formation. "Heaven is Qian, Earth is Kun. Xun is wind, Zhen is thunder."

Instantly, the space within Qimen Dunjia was filled with clouds and wind, a howling wind sweeping in. The ground began to tremble slightly, and faint thunder could be heard from underground, as if the earth itself was responding to Zhao Ming's call.

Zhao Ming's entire body radiated a dazzling light, enveloping him completely. His body struck a strange chord with the magnetic field between heaven and earth, entering a state of unity between man and nature.

Using Qian and Kun as his medium, he manifested the image of Yin and Yang between his hands. Yin and Yang intertwined and circulated endlessly, emitting an endless mystical aura. The wind from Xun roared and swept over, perfectly blending with the Yin and Yang.

At Zhao Ming's call, the power of thunder roared, shaking the earth. The sound of thunder echoed in the air. Under Zhao Ming's control, a massive Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Thunder Four Symbols Formation slowly took shape.

The Qian symbol within the formation was powerful, strong, and steady as a rock, while the Kun symbol was gentle, tolerant, and carried all things. Meanwhile, the Xun wind howled, slicing the surrounding air, and the thunder roared, shaking the earth.

The power of the four symbols intertwined and stirred within the formation, forming an immensely powerful force. This force formed a vortex of wind and thunder, a yin and yang energy, which spun rapidly at the center of the formation.

The light at the center of the wind and thunder vortex flickered continuously, radiating powerful energy outward continuously, distorting space wherever it passed. Zhao Ming stood at the center of the formation, controlling the Wind and Thunder Bagua Formation, formed by the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, and moved towards the demon beast Mo Zhi.

Violent wind blades and dazzling lightning slammed into Mo Zhi's petrified body, instantly crumbling under the impact, sending countless rubble flying everywhere. Mo Zhi roared in agony within the pile of stones, his body constantly being ravaged by the force of wind and lightning.

As the energy fluctuations became more and more intense, Mo Zhi's figure gradually became blurred, as if he would be completely annihilated by this terrifying energy at any time.

"It's time to end it. Let you, this evildoer, have a taste of the Samadhi Fire!" Zhao Ming borrowed the power of the magnetic field of the three elements of heaven, earth and man. The energy of heaven and earth emerged to form the two fires of heaven and earth. These three flames converged and merged in the air, and together with the human fire condensed in his body, they soon condensed into a ball of incomparably hot Samadhi Fire.

The Samadhi True Fire glowed brightly, scorching the surrounding space and causing it to distort. Zhao Ming channeled the Samadhi True Fire within him into the Falcon Bow in his right hand. The golden lines on the Falcon Bow began to gleam with a dazzling crimson flame, as if to completely ignite the bow.

"Burning Falcon!" Zhao Ming pulled the Falcon Bow, and with the blessing of Samadhi True Fire, he condensed a more powerful flame energy arrow.

The flaming arrow formed a falcon burning with crimson flames in the air, rushing straight towards Mozhi. Wherever it passed, the air was burned, forming a long tail of fire.

The Flame Falcon directly impacted the demon beast Mo Zhi and exploded, instantly engulfing it in a sea of ​​fire that could incinerate everything. The fire quickly spread, completely engulfing Mo Zhi.

Zhao Ming stood there, watching Mo Zhi struggle in the flames, his heart devoid of any pity. Before long, Mo Zhi's figure was reduced to a pile of ashes in the flames, and the battle was finally over...