Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1074 Killing one enemy will cost you ten thousand

"Ayu, I found that all your spells have been moved to the Great Heavenly Venerable, and his magical powers have been moved to your side." Yunxiao finally found some clues by observing the battle situation on Haotian's side.

Deng Chanyu was exhausted and sighed heavily: "Thank you for the reminder, but it would be even better if you could remind the Great Heavenly Venerable."

Yunxiao was helpless. How could he inform Haotian? There was really no way.

She revealed another piece of information: "Master Xuanzhong said that your battle is still going on inside the prehistoric world. Goddess Nuwa is definitely watching you. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Deng Chanyu dodged more than ten spatial dotted lines in succession. The scene on Haotian's side was still relatively clear, but her space was "stripped" very badly. Now, except for the power of space, the other spells had lost their color visually.

The red of the flame, the blue of the flood, the color of the skin and the color of the hair all disappeared, and the power of many avenues was completely eliminated by the power of space. Now there was only a simple and pure space of black lines.

Yang Mei is a Hunyuan Daluo who is completely superior to the Avenue of Space. The current battlefield is very favorable for him.

Deng Chanyu said to Yunxiao, "Thank Old Tianzun for reminding me. You can tell him that Yang Mei is using my spatial power to create a barrier. Don't I know my level? He wants to leave the prehistoric world and escape to the chaos. Isn't this due to my limited ability?"

Yunxiao was a little amused and knew that Deng Chanyu was in great danger. She stopped talking and continued to think of ways to break the current situation.

Deng Chanyu was also thinking about it, but facing a demon god who was born with the ability to control the power of space, her skills were really not enough.

Yang Mei had lost his face before, with no eyes, nose or mouth, and it was as if a cloud of mist was stuffed in where his head should be. Now his magic power was slowly increasing, and his face had some outlines, and his left eye was almost taking shape.

No matter what! Let’s fight!

Deng Chanyu really couldn't think of a good solution and could only use the most clumsy trick.

She took out the Chaos Bell, gathered all her strength, and struck the bell hard.

There was a crisp sound of "dang".

The power of imprisoning time and suppressing space was brought to its extreme, and the loud bells echoed in the three not-so-large spaces.

Emperor Jinque was playing chess and discussing Taoism with Yang Mei. They had already discussed the superiority of the Yin-Yang Dao and the Space Dao, but the sudden ringing of a bell interrupted the discussion.

Emperor Jinque casually put down the chess piece in his hand and commented, "You are so impatient."

Then he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Haotian was not affected much either.

The quasi-saint who killed two corpses has a very strong defense. Unless he takes the attack head-on, he will basically be fine.

Deng Chanyu has the greatest impact.

The space here was constructed using her spatial power, and many of Yang Mei's methods also came from her. Now she was equivalent to hitting her own head with the Chaos Bell.

He was seriously injured this time, and felt extremely upset and frowned. It took him a lot of effort to suppress the magic power surging in his body and the power of space that had long been out of control.

She took 99% of the damage from the Chaos Bell, but 1% still fell on Yang Mei.

The left eye that was about to take shape suddenly exploded, Yang Mei's face was distorted again, and his figure became blurred.

"Hahahaha—" Deng Chanyu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "This is the trick that the Minghe Patriarch taught me, using my own strength to hurt others! Senior Yangmei, how do you feel?"

She finally understood that she couldn't play a one-trick, one-trick fight with Yang Mei. Using tricks was courting death. This guy probably only had a few points of health left. If she knocked away those few points of health, he would be dead.

Even if killing one enemy means losing ten thousand of her own, Deng Chanyu will accept it!

She rang the bell again.

This time, the recoil force of the Chaos Bell was even stronger. She directly spurted out a golden blood arrow, and her origin was injured. It took her less than half a year to recover. Yang Mei's body was torn into a tear-like wound from her left shoulder to her right rib.

At this time, Hunyuan Daluo had already seen his own end. He seemed very calm, pointing at Deng Chanyu and then at himself.

Deng Chanyu didn't care what this meant. She regained a little strength and rang the bell for the third time.

A crisp "clang" sound came from the invisible world. She raised the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag and the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag and held them in front of her. But even with the protection of the two flags, she still felt as if she was hit head-on by a dump truck and flew backwards. If she hadn't defended her spiritual platform and maintained the last bit of clarity, she might have fainted.

Worried that the other party had a backup plan, she gritted her teeth at the moment before being blown away, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword flew out of her hand, and accompanied by the third bell sound, it pierced Yang Mei's body.

The three spaces shattered one after another.

Emperor Jinque was the most calm, with Yin and Yang Tai Chi protecting him. Even if the space collapsed, it did not affect the demeanor of this saint's incarnation in the slightest.

Haotian was a little exasperated. He still wanted to see Yang Mei's method of proving the truth, but the secret method had just been activated. He had only read one or two percent of the content when the space collapsed.

He was worried that he would be swept to some unknown place by the spatial turbulence, which would cause more trouble, so he had no choice but to come out.

Deng Chanyu was wrapped in two flags and rushed out staggeringly. The next moment, the space collapsed completely.

She stared upward.

Yang Mei's body, whose face could not be seen clearly, slowly fell down. As the body fell, the spiritual water droplets in the lake flew back to the sky.

At first, there were only a few drops, floating up together with the water vapor. Later, like a dam bursting, an endless stream of spiritual energy flew up to the sky and then dissipated in all directions.

Deng Chanyu and the others felt it most clearly. The concentration of spiritual energy in the prehistoric world suddenly increased by 10%. It was increasing before, but slowly. Now it increased very quickly and was distributed very evenly.

"Finally dead!" She fell into Yunxiao's arms and felt that Yunhuzi's embrace was quite warm.
She was seriously injured now, even more seriously than the real person Huanglong who had fought against the ancestor of the Styx. She just wanted to sleep like this.

Before she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly realized something, opened her eyes and looked around.

"What are you looking for?" Yunxiao was quite curious and couldn't help asking.

Deng Chanyu was a little bit unbelievable: "I think Yang Mei is still alive."

"Impossible!" Yun Xiao gestured to her to look at the spiritual energy lake that was still continuously feeding back to the Primordial World. "If Yang Mei was still alive, the pure spiritual energy here would not have been sucked away by the Primordial World. This is the power of a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. If Yang Mei was still alive, this phenomenon would not have occurred."

Deng Chanyu was also a little uncertain. She pondered over it again and again: "So, Yang Mei is indeed dead?"

"He's definitely dead."

"What about my Nanming Lihuo Sword? At the last moment, I used it to pierce Yang Mei's body, shattering his last thought. So, where did my sword go?"

(End of this chapter)