Ninth-level fairy

The icy flames of the poisonous wings completely blocked the surface of the river. On the ice, there were burnt feathers, smelly skeletons, and constant screams, making miserable and sad wails.

"This is not a bird or beast!"

Du Fang's heart suddenly sank, because he saw that after each bird and beast died, a trace of light green breath would fly out of its head, fall into Du Yi's hands, and merge into its body.

What is even more terrifying is that all the birds and beasts make unclear sounds when they die, which sound like human voices, and are not the screams of birds and beasts at all.

"This... this is a refined mortal..."

The mermaid suddenly said softly.

Du Fang looked at the tragic scene in front of him and couldn't help but glance at the poisonous wings hanging high in the sky.

He remembered that before, at this place, the three eighth-level sword cultivators brought by Mu Dao Ren and Jin Ge Zhu were all killed by his evil ghost magic.

Living people were transformed into blood bats, and now, there are almost tens of thousands of them dead here, which means -

In the Black Stone Mountains, the number of people killed by the Thirteen Bandits is far more than this.

An unknown anger suddenly rose in Du Fang's heart. When he stared at Du Yi, flames of anger were already burning in his eyes.

"Are you feeling bad? Puppy, this is your kind!"

Du Yi saw his anger and became even more furious. As he swung his hands, three green lights flashed across. The three huge blood bats reappeared, sandwiched among the flock of birds, and flew down madly, their sharp claws pouncing on Du Fang's chest.

Du Fang looked hatefully at Du Yi, who was hanging in the air like a madman.

The merman suddenly trembled and said, "Poison Wing...you...you were once a human being. Why did you become like this?"

Du Fang stood on the ice, and two blood bats grabbed his legs at the same time. Du Fang immediately drew his sword, and the flames ignited three of them at the same time. However, when the huge blood bat was ignited, it suddenly flew out with a claw, grabbed Du Fang directly, and rolled him onto the ice.

The sharp claws dragged Du Fang's body across the ice. Du Fang angrily stabbed the sword directly into its neck and twisted it hard. Blood splattered out of the blood bat's body. It instantly lost strength and fell on the ice.

Du Fang was breathing heavily.

He finally discovered that his magic sword could only exert its greatest power when it came into contact with the opponent's body.

This power was just borrowed power. Du Yi was standing far away in the sky, so he couldn't hurt him at all. It was far inferior to his immortal body in the previous life, where he could swing his sword from a distance and kill the enemy with the sword light.

This power is the spiritual power of the magic sword itself and has nothing to do with himself.

Du Fang slowly climbed up. Suddenly, a green light floated out from the dead blood bat and landed in front of Du Fang. The green light suddenly began to wriggle in front of his eyes.

Du Fang immediately jumped away with his sword in hand to prevent a ghost from appearing in the green light.

However, to his surprise,

The green light was finally torn apart, revealing an illusory human face. The face looked painful, nodded at him, and actually spoke in a human voice:

"Thank you... for... helping me out!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the face disappeared and the green light also disappeared.

Du Fang was completely stunned. That face was clearly the eighth-level disciple of Long Yuan just now. Moreover, that face looked very much like the face of the boatman on the small boat he had been riding before.

Are these two twin brothers? Both at the eighth level, serving the Longyuan Sword Sect?

What kind of evil magic did Du Yi use to restrain people's souls?

Unfortunately, he had no time to think, as two huge blood bats pounced on him at the same time, lifted him up and carried him away from the ice.

When Du Fang turned around, he saw a tragic scene on the ice. The air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt corpses and blazing flames.

Countless vengeful spirits broke free from the bodies of imprisoned birds and beasts, howling and screaming madly.

Du Yi's expression was even colder, and his actions were even more decisive.

It seemed as if he could not control these vengeful spirits that had escaped from their traps. He continuously released streams of green poisonous gas, and from his wings, a strong and smelly green light was emitted, shooting into these vengeful spirits.

White light scattered, and the souls of these vengeful spirits were shattered with a bang as the green light was injected into them. These were the Thirteen Great Bandits, mortals captured from who knows where.

The soul force did not contain a trace of spiritual power, but was reversed to refine the flesh and blood, turning it into an immortal animal body.

He forced the sword into fire, but inadvertently freed these imprisoned souls from their immortal bodies, resulting in such a cruel scene.

Du Yi couldn't make use of these vengeful spirits, so he simply killed them all.

Du Fang bit his lip and sighed softly. He could do nothing. Now he could neither destroy the magic sword and kill people by flying across the sky like before, nor could he let the sword fly high.

He was not proficient at using the magic sword in his hand.

Du Fang looked at the vast ice surface and began to hesitate, not knowing what to do.

Du Yi stared at him in confusion from afar. Seeing his dull expression, he sneered twice, and suddenly five sharp claws swept across, turning into a sharp green light.

The sharp light was like a ray of light, shooting from a distance and slashing towards Du Fang's feet at an incredible speed.

He had already seen Du Fang's weakness, which was that he couldn't attack from a distance.

The divine sword was in his hand, and only when it came into contact with a concrete object, a flesh and blood body, would it emit the terrifying scene it had before, vaporizing the body and swallowing it into the sword's belly.

Now that he had seen clearly, Du Yi showed no mercy anymore and was determined to chop Du Fang into a cripple.

The sharp light flew over in the blink of an eye. Du Fang no longer dared to think about it. He swung his sword across the air, blocking the path where the green light passed.

The green light was like a worm. After it shot to the hilt of the sword, it suddenly twisted and turned into a green vine, climbing up the sword body.

When the green light touched Du Fang's sword-holding fingers, Du Fang suddenly felt his head explode with pain. This was to replicate the technique of reverse refining flesh and blood.

He was also transformed into that bloody animal.

The sword body, which was originally dark green in color, suddenly turned black again.

The pain in his head intensified. Du Fang bit his tongue hard and spat out a mouthful of blood. The black color on the sword immediately faded away and returned to a light dark blue color.

When the green sharp light touched the dark blue color, it suddenly burned like a flame with a "hiss".

A fishy smell filled the air.

But the sharp green light also disappeared.

After being frustrated by the attack, Du Yi unexpectedly burst into laughter and shouted, "I knew that this magic sword would use the immortal blood in your body to destroy it. Unfortunately, the effect of the medicine wore off too quickly!"

He understood everything at once.

When Du Fang killed Corpse Dust and Crow before, it was after the immortal blood sprayed onto the sword that the sword changed color, as if awakening some mysterious power within the sword.

But this blood effect lasts for a very short time.

Now Du Fang has become a mortal again.

Du Yi sneered and stared quietly at the dark green sword in Du Fang's hand.

He was waiting for the sword to turn black again!