Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

At this moment, nine golden knives floated in the air. After the tips of the knives rotated a circle, they all pointed at the woman in black.

There was a flash of light, and nine thin golden lines shot out and then disappeared in an instant.

Almost at the same time, nine balls of golden light suddenly burst out from the light shield transformed by the Black Wind Flag, and then the bright and dazzling golden light instantly covered the entire light shield.

However, what is surprising is that such a strong attack did not make any sound. Everything was carried out in silence, which made people feel extremely weird!
Yan Yun seized this rare opportunity, glanced at his other companions, and found that they were all deeply attracted by the scene before them, so his face immediately changed, and he moved his hand with lightning speed.

A spirit beast bag shot silently into his sleeve.

He calmly put his hands behind his back, and golden flowers fell from his sleeves. Once they touched the ground, they quickly burrowed into the ground, and all traces disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the bag of thousands of gold-eating bugs all burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace. No one present noticed.

Seeing this situation, Yan Yun couldn't help but feel relieved.

And at this moment, the word "harvest" was suddenly heard calmly from the black-clothed woman in the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Formation.

The golden light flickered and fluctuated for an instant, and suddenly a black hole with a radius of about ten feet appeared in it.

As soon as this black hole appeared, the surrounding golden light was sucked into it like thousands of mountains and rivers flowing into the vast ocean, without leaving any trace.

After letting out a slight sigh, the black hole trembled violently a few times, then gradually disappeared, revealing the figure of a woman in a black robe and the ancient demon.

The woman held the black wind flag in one hand and saw the nine golden swords in the distance shining with golden light again. When she was about to launch a new round of attack, she suddenly frowned slightly in the direction of the palace and said:
"Fellow Daoist Long Meng, you don't have to try to use the Nine True Demon Subduing Formation to consume my demonic energy and then take advantage of the opportunity to attack me."

"You should know that the Black Wind Flag is a very rare space-related magic weapon among all the Tongtian Lingbao. Even if its attack power is very strong, if it does not have the ability to tear space, it will not be able to hurt me at all."

"If you are willing to be wise, you'd better take the initiative to come out. Otherwise, when I enter the palace, I'm afraid my attitude will not be as polite as it is now."

Upon hearing this, a charming voice immediately rang out from inside the palace: "Why did you call me out? Have you changed your mind and want to become one with me?"

"Indeed, this Saint Ancestor does wish to merge his soul with yours again."

To the surprise of everyone present, the black-robed woman responded so calmly.

"Are you telling the truth? Old devil, do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

Long Meng was obviously stunned as well, then she sneered and showed an attitude of complete distrust.

"Of course, I can't directly merge my souls like before. I need to impose some restrictions on you first to ensure that the dominant power is in the hands of my soul after the fusion."

The woman in black robe spoke calmly while gently shaking the black chess piece in her hand, easily transforming into a huge black hole, swallowing up all the golden rays of light released by the nine golden knives.

However, because her steps temporarily paused, the nine golden swords did not cause more amazing changes.

"Have you not yet come to your senses? How could I agree to such an absurd thing and let your soul take the leading position? You have already occupied my body alone, so why do you need to go through the trouble of merging your souls? If you have any conspiracy, please tell me honestly!"

Long Meng asked in surprise.

"Of course I have a plan. We have merged our souls many times before, and you may have noticed that no matter which of us occupies this body alone, we cannot fully exert our greatest magical powers."

"However, after the fusion, it was easy to throw the intruder into the magical celestial phenomena. Therefore, in order to avoid being sealed by the monks from the human world once we leave here, we should perform the fusion of the souls again."

The woman in black robe said coldly.

“Haha, this is really unbelievable. The ancient demon commander who swept across the human world back then would actually be afraid of a few Divine Transformation cultivators. This is really ridiculous.”

Long Meng was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh.

"Back then, the passage between the Saint Realm and the Human Realm was unobstructed, and we, the Saint Clan, could return at any time to replenish our lost magic energy. Naturally, we could use all kinds of great magical powers without any scruples."

“However, the passage has now been re-sealed, and the vitality of the human world has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Even though I originally possessed extremely powerful magical powers, I can only display a tiny part of them now.”

"It's not surprising that they are afraid of these Divine Transformation cultivators."

"You are the same! Even though you were once a demon from the spirit world in the late stage of transformation, how much magical power can you exert now?"

The black-robed woman had a stern expression on her face and said calmly:

"As for matters that are led by your soul, no matter how fantastic your words are, as this concubine I still cannot agree to them. Otherwise, even if I can get out of this predicament, what difference will it make from before?"

"Don't think that I am completely ignorant of this matter. Injecting demonic energy into the Black Wind Flag can certainly allow you to temporarily activate the spiritual treasure, but doing so can only unleash a portion of the power of this treasure at best."

"It is doubtful whether you are capable of entering the palace! The fusion of the souls you mentioned is certainly feasible, but it must be led by my soul, otherwise don't even mention it!"

Long Meng said firmly.

When the woman in black heard Long Meng's words, a sinister look appeared on her beautiful face.

"So, you are really confident in this Nine True Demon Subduing Formation and Eight Spirit Ruler."

"Well, since you are unwilling to agree, then I will personally go there and subdue you, then extract the power of your soul and spirit, and finally turn you into ashes."

"Although this method is slightly less effective, it will also greatly enhance my magical powers." After the black-robed woman said this grimly, she glanced at Yan Yun.

Yan Yun's face was calm. He turned to look at the scholar in white robe not far away, but found that he was standing there quietly, neither saying a word nor making any movement.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, and after his eyes moved across the wooden face of the white-robed scholar, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After a moment's thought, his pupils suddenly flashed blue light, and he displayed the magical power of Mingqing Lingmu.

As a result, upon first glance, Yan Yun immediately discovered that the white-robed scholar among the Ye family's cultivators was actually shrouded in a faint halo, which was just an illusion of spiritual energy.

With a shock in his heart, Yan Yun quickly looked around himself. After noticing anything unusual, he felt relieved and searched for the true identity of the Ye family elder. At this moment, the black-robed woman who was transformed by the Yuansha Saint Ancestor resisted a round of golden silk attacks from the golden knife.

Suddenly he unfolded the Black Wind Flag in his hand and threw it straight into the sky, then he clasped his hands together and chanted a very strange spell.

After a loud "bang", a huge black wind suddenly emerged from the Black Wind Flag.

The wind gradually grew stronger from weak, from thin to strong, and in a flash it turned into a terrifying hurricane like Optimus Prime.

Almost at the same time as the hurricane appeared, thunder rumbled in the sky, and countless dark yellow clouds emerged. Lightning of varying thicknesses jumped and flashed in the clouds, and it seemed that they would fall at any time.

Below the yellow clouds, around the black hurricane, the wind was howling, and countless wind blades began to condense into shape vaguely. The entire space was filled with flying dust, and there were loud rumbling sounds everywhere.

Yan Yun's whole body was emitting a green glow, and he had already formed a thick protective shield to protect himself and Yin Yue.

However, even so, wherever he could see, there was a strange yellow wind, and the protective shield was buzzing, like a small boat in the stormy waves, appearing extremely small.

Under the control of the incarnation of Saint Yuansha, the Black Wind Flag finally began to show its terrifying power as a magical treasure.

The wind was as sharp as a knife, shaking heaven and earth.

Although Yan Yun was only at the edge of the Black Wind Flag's power at this moment, he still felt as if he had lost the perception of his five senses.

The sound of whistling wind echoed in my ears, and yellow fog was all around my eyes. Even my spiritual consciousness could not leave the protective shield for even a single step. Once it left the protective shield, it would be immediately blown away by the strong wind outside.

At this point, he finally understood why the Seven Flame Fan, an imitation of the Three Flame Fan, ranked last among the Tongtian Lingbao.

Because the Three Flame Fan can only exert 30% to 40% of its power, compared with the power of the Black Wind Flag, there is a world of difference.

Fortunately, his Mingqing Lingmu supernatural power was still powerful. After he injected his own spiritual power into his eyes, with the help of the flashing blue light of his pupils, he was finally able to vaguely see objects within a range of more than ten feet.

Despite this, he was unable to understand the specific situation of the more vague Nine True Demon Subduing Formation in the distance in a short period of time. He could only sense the fierce battle taking place there through the vibrations of the ground that sometimes grew larger and sometimes smaller.

He looked up at the sky, only to see chaos there. The raging wind had made the sky as thick and blurry as paste, making it almost impossible to see the scene in the distance.

Yan Yun's face changed slightly. He found that the buzzing sound coming from the shield was getting louder and louder. At the same time, in order to maintain the stability of the shield, the mana he consumed far exceeded his previous expectations.

He realized that the power of the Black Wind Flag was continuing to increase.

He took a deep breath and subconsciously looked down at his feet, thinking that perhaps diving underground would be a good option.

However, just as this thought emerged, about ten feet away from his shield, a black wind column with a diameter of about the size of a bowl suddenly shot up into the sky from the ground and began to spin wildly and rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force came from above, and the green light shield rushed uncontrollably towards the direction of the wind column.

Yan Yun was shocked, and all the magic power in his body solidified instantly. The light of the light shield became brighter, and this barely stopped the movement of the light shield.

Afterwards, more than a dozen golden sword lights shot out from the light shield, interweaving and flashing around the light shield, and the sword energy crisscrossed, eventually crushing the wind column that had not yet fully erupted into pieces, turning it into a ball of black mist.

However, the black mist soon gathered and swirled again, as if it was about to form a hurricane again.

Seeing this situation, Yan Yun gave orders to Yin Yue with a gloomy face, and the two of them quickly retreated.

It seems that these wind columns are indeed strange and unpredictable, and even hiding underground may not guarantee absolute safety.

They carefully avoided several similar wind pillars and came to a corner at the edge of the space.

Ahead was a dark, gray barrier.

Just as he expected, the strong wind here was much weaker than before, and those black wind columns did not appear here.

Yan Yun did not choose to take action at this time, because although Gu Mo and Long Meng were not as strong as before, they still had the strength of the early stage of transformation.

Furthermore, they still have the magical treasure in their hands. If they act rashly at this time, it would probably not be a wise move.

Yan Yun's face was calm, but he turned his head to look in the direction of the palace. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he swung his hand back. A golden flying sword, only about a foot long, slashed fiercely on the barrier behind him.

The three monsters, Gui Ling, Silver-winged Yaksha and Lion Bird, took advantage of this gap to land from the air and stood aside.

Just a moment later, a yellow light flashed where Yan Yun was, and Mu Kui appeared behind him silently like a ghost.

Outside the space, the woman in black robe was surrounded by a black hurricane. She looked at the giant flag in the sky whose light was gradually dimming, and a sneer appeared on her face.

At this moment, except for a few wind pillars beside her, the surrounding strong winds had gradually subsided, and after presenting a messy scene, the surroundings began to slowly become clear.

Although she used her spatial magical power to limit the power of the Black Wind Flag to a certain extent, the Nine True Demon Subduing Formation in front of her had been destroyed, and the remaining power was enough to deal with the unmanned Eight Spirit Ruler.

Although this magic treasure is powerful, how powerful can it be if it relies solely on its own spirituality? I'm afraid it can only suppress the wolf soul without a physical body in the palace.

As the woman thought about this, she turned her gaze to the environment outside.

The eight phantoms of spirit beasts were constantly shattered and disintegrated under the ravages of the violent hurricane, but with the power of the Eight Spirit Ruler, they were still able to reunite tenaciously.

Although these spirit beasts could not penetrate into the hurricane, the woman was not willing to leave this protective force easily.

The black-robed woman shifted her gaze with a blank expression and stared at a figure above the palace.

This big-headed monster has been standing nearby since the fight began, never leaving, and dared not make any unnecessary movements.

Although the evil wind under the Black Wind Banner was extremely fierce, the core area of ​​the palace remained safe and sound, and this person was unharmed. (End of this chapter)