Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 345: Siege of Ran Deng
Ran Deng's eyes were filled with scrutiny. "So it was Fellow Daoist Deng who was hiding in the shadows? Are you determined to make things difficult for me today?"

Deng Chanyu said something nonsense: "Alas, I have no choice. I hope you will forgive me, brother."

Randeng's face looked very ugly. Zhao Gongming called me "Brother Taoist" and I reluctantly accepted it. But you, a kid, also call me "Brother Taoist"?
Deng Chanyu waved the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag repeatedly, and the Netherworld Ghost Fire that Ran Deng shot out by pinching the magic formula was blocked by her one by one.

Three clouds appeared above Randeng's head, with the coffin and palace lantern floating in them. He stepped on the black wind, which was whistling continuously, as if there was some living creature roaring in it.

"I've met Yunxiao. I heard the three sisters are inseparable. Where are the other two?"

"I'm right here!" Bixiao no longer hid. She raised her hand and took out the Golden Dragon Shears. She pushed the Golden Immortal's magic power to the extreme, ready to cut Ran Deng into two pieces.

"Roar!" A loud noise came from the black cloud under Randeng's feet, which seemed to be able to swallow everything. A huge dragon head emerged from it, with ferocious scales and red eyes. The dragon head roared at the Golden Dragon Shears.

This is Longwei!

The two dragons that made up the Golden Dragon Shears couldn't help but tremble. The gap in their ranks was too big. Facing a real dragon, the dragons didn't dare to even think of resisting. The magic power that Bixiao had injected into the scissors was instantly lost by 60 to 70 percent.

She was worried that this acquired treasure would be damaged, so she quickly made a hand gesture and took back the Golden Dragon Shears.

The giant dragon stuck its head out and slammed into the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. The first hit didn't move it, so it hit it again the second and third time.

Deng Chanyu had to protect Daji, who was diligently learning Houyi's archery in the clouds behind her, so she had to bear it.

She felt as if she was in a bumpy boat and would be torn to pieces in the next moment. She hurriedly summoned the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and Qiongxiao and Bixiao each took out their swords and stabbed at the dragon's vital points from several directions.

Seeing that they were struggling, Yunxiao quickly mobilized the formation, and rolling yellow sand rushed down in a mighty manner.

In just one encounter, all the scales and flesh of the ferocious dragon were wiped off. After a moment, the dragon bones turned into sand and completely dissipated in the Yellow River Formation.

Randeng's shoulders shook, and something emerged from the black cloud under his feet.

The body is black and red, with a snake head, a fish tail, dragon patterns, and a turtle body. The wings are covered with black feathers and there are countless flashes of lightning.

Deng Chanyu: “.”

How many corpses of the mighty have you stolen, old Randeng coffin? You dig up the graves of extinct families every day. Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?
The inheritance of her phoenix bloodline is incomplete, and the previous dragon is not clear. Most of them are unlucky ones who died in the first calamity of dragon and phoenix. She recognizes the one in front of her.

A dragon gives birth to nine sons, and a phoenix raises nine chicks.

The nine sons of Yuan Feng are Golden Phoenix, Colorful Phoenix, Fire Phoenix, Snow Phoenix, Blue Phoenix, Peacock, Dapeng, Thunderbird and Big Phoenix.

Some are children conceived from the innate spiritual energy of gold and fire entering their bodies, such as the golden phoenix and the snow phoenix; some are born by chance, such as the peacock.

Deng Chanyu’s phoenix clone is most likely the Fire Phoenix, and the one in front of him is obviously a descendant of the Thunderbird.

Thousands of thunderbolts attacked Deng Chanyu and the others. There were so many thunderbolts that they almost formed a violent river of thunder.

Qiong Xiao, the Taiyi Immortal, was no idler and did not use any magic weapon. She held up a white cloud filled with auspicious aura in her palm, which attracted all the thunder and lightning. The lightning exploded, flashing tens of thousands of times in an instant, and only after two breaths did the continuous sound of explosions come.

"Collect!" Deng Chanyu summoned the Qiankun Ding and took away the corpse of the thunderbird that was still fighting with Baiyun.

She even cleverly extracted a large amount of magic power from the thunderbird's body, turned it into the power of the Qiankun Ding, and then slammed it into the coffin palace lantern above Randeng's head.

With a resounding "dong" like a bell, the inky coffin lantern shook violently twice. A deep, muffled sound emanated from the lantern, and the ghostly flames outside flickered. The two unicorns, fresh from the dark clouds beneath Ran Deng's feet, and several of the great wizards, like the walking corpses, suddenly lost their magical power and turned to skeletal remains.

Thousands of feet high, nine-colored clouds emerged from the body of the Qiankun Ding. Deng Chanyu took out the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp and divided the ghost fire surrounding the coffin palace lantern into yin and yang. In terms of spiritual treasure level, the Qiankun Ding was one level higher than the coffin palace lantern. A pulling force was generated inside the body of the cauldron, trying to seize the spiritual lamp.

Ran Deng was furious: "How dare you, youngster!"

He drew out a magic sword, ready to kill Deng Chanyu.

As soon as the magic sword left his hand, Bixiao controlled the damaged Golden Dragon Shears to cut the magic sword in half.

At this time, Yunxiao controlled the Hunyuan Golden Bowl to sprinkle endless Gangsha, which made the black smoke shield on Randeng's body tremble. Zhao Gongming, who was attacking Randeng's evil corpse in the distance, took a Qiankun ruler and mobilized twelve Dinghaizhu to chase the stars and the moon, hitting Randeng one after another.

Ran Deng looked at the skinny old Taoist priest. His actual body's defensive ability was surprisingly strong. The Dinghai Pearl could repel him but could not injure him. Yunxiao's spiritual sword only scratched a corner of his Taoist robe when it hit his body.

The spiritual light of many innate spiritual treasures intertwined together, and Lingjiu Mountain was simply unable to bear such a huge force. Rubble fell everywhere, and this sacred mountain that existed since the beginning of the world was about to collapse.

Faced with the siege, Ran Deng was hit one after another. Even though he had a high defense, he was at a disadvantage at this time.

Another Dinghaizhu suddenly flew out and hit Randeng's forehead, making this "strange-looking" old Taoist dizzy. The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation finally broke through the black smoke shield on his body.

Countless yellow sand and turbid air attached to Randeng's right hand, and he felt his soul shaking violently, his primordial spirit was no longer solid, and the magic power in his body, as deep as the sea, began to slowly disappear.

The speed at which the magic power dissipated was not fast at first, but after three breaths, as more yellow sand fell on his body, the speed at which the magic power was dissipated suddenly increased by 50%.

The magic power that Ran Deng had practiced for countless epochs was dissolved by the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, turning into wisps of purple air and returning to heaven and earth.

Old Yinbi was distracted and busy dealing with the Yellow River Formation and the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, so he was a beat slow in controlling the coffin palace lantern. The suction force of the Qiankun Ding reached its maximum and forcibly took away the dead man's lantern.

The set goal was achieved. Deng Chanyu looked towards Daji and saw that Daji was trying to pull the bow.

"Ah!--" She used all her strength, her little face turned red, and her little white teeth were clenched tightly, but she found that she couldn't pull the bow at all.

She secretly stuck out her tongue at Deng Chanyu, her charming face full of embarrassment.

This is how to do ah?

Deng Chanyu covered her face and sighed.

She tried to pick up the Sunset Bow, but found that the bow did not recognize her and rejected her decisively.

If she pulled the bow forcibly, the end result would definitely be that the bow and arrow would destroy themselves.

"Well, I'm holding your hand from behind. Let's try and see if we can pull it apart. If that doesn't work, then there's nothing I can do."

Deng Chanyu hugged Daji from behind, their bodies pressed together, holding hands and pulling the bow bit by bit.

Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao: "."

We are still young and cannot bear to see this!

(End of this chapter)