Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 346 Black Coffin
Daji leaned her body back, shifted her center of gravity backward, held her breath, and gritted her teeth.

Deng Chanyu stood in a lunge, with her left leg bent, and Daji almost sat astride her legs, with her right leg straight. The two of them maintained a strange posture, holding hands and stretching their legs little by little.

"Relax."

"Strength!"

Deng Chanyu kept speaking and adjusting the positions of the two people so that they could combine their strength into one.

Hard work!

This is the thought that comes to mind when the bow is halfway drawn.

Deng Chanyu felt that although Niangniang Pingxin looked solemn and steady, she was still a witch at heart and did things without consideration.

People always regard Daji as a member of the witch clan. This was the case in the Pangu World back then, and it is also the case with the Sunset Bow today. The fact is that Daji is completely different from the witch clan.

She had never seen Houyi, but since he could shoot down the sun, he must be a strong man with people standing on his fists and horses running on his arms.

Daji? Those tiny hands seemed boneless, with delicate skin and pointed fingers. This wasn't the material for martial arts training!

Just giving Hou Yi's Sunset Bow over seems very generous, and it is actually very generous, but Daji has thin arms and legs, how could she have the strength to do that?
As the Sunset Bow was slowly pulled open, the simple and crude Sunset Arrow was placed on the bow.

Deng Chanyu was extremely reluctant to pull the bow. She tried to use the Eight-Nine Profound Art to transform into the appearance of Chang'e, but the bow didn't change at all. She could only use brute force to increase her own strength to the extreme, and left the aiming to Daji.

After three breaths, Deng Chanyu's arms felt a little sore.

She couldn't maintain the bow-drawing posture for a long time, and Daji felt heavy breathing around her neck, so she tried to lock onto Ran Deng with her spiritual power.

At this time, Yunxiao was using all his strength to activate the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, and a large amount of turbid air and yellow sand surrounded Randeng.

The magic power of the quasi-saint gushed out like a flood. In a stick of incense at most, Ran Deng would fall out of the quasi-saint realm and become a Daluo Jinxian, and he would be no match for him by then.

Lao Yinbi's face is distorted.

After so many years of transformation, could today be the day of my death?

He tried to call upon the Western Taoist Bodhisattva Cundi to save him, but he could not care less about anything else. He had to save his life first before he could think of anything else.

He called out three times in succession.

For a saint, even if the heavenly secrets are in chaos, there will be some response if they call out their name directly.

As a result, this time Zhunti did not respond at all. He didn't know whether the other party didn't hear him or was unwilling to rescue him.

Finally, he called out to Yuanshi Tianzun, but there was no response either.

Tongtian didn't even need to take any action, as the Tiandao side blocked his request for help.

"Even if I die today, I will drag you down with me to be buried with me!"

Ran Deng no longer resisted the erosion of the Hunyuan Golden Bowl. The magic power in his body was rapidly lost, and he was about to fall out of the quasi-saint realm. A pitch-black coffin shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

For an immortal, being beaten back to his original form is a very harmful thing.

When the world was created, there were hundreds of races with all kinds of appearances and sizes.

After the initial tribulation of the Dragon and Phoenix, Hongjun determined that a head, a body, two hands, and two feet, like me, is the innate Dao body. You all must cultivate according to my example. Regardless of whether it's a compliance test or not, this is the ordinance of the Great Heavenly Dao.

If you don't do this, your cultivation will be ineffective, and you will encounter so many natural and earthly tribulations that they can torture you to death.

Nuwa had a human body and a snake tail. She quickly transformed into a human form. The remaining innate gods also changed their appearances one by one to become in line with the requirements of the way of heaven.

The human race had an advantage because Nuwa molded humans out of clay in her own image. All humans, when they were born, even if they had a certain degree of innate Taoist body, could cultivate much faster than the demon race. A demon who had practiced for a thousand years could not defeat a human Taoist who had practiced for decades. This was a favor bestowed upon the human race by the Heavenly Dao and Nuwa.

When they were in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the Jiejiao immortals such as Lingyaxian and Qiushouxian could fight with Manjusri, Samantabhadra and others for dozens of rounds. After being beaten back to their original forms, they lost their innate Taoist bodies, and the realm, magical powers and magic power they had cultivated before were all greatly reduced. They could only serve as mounts.

At this time, Ran Deng abandoned everything after his transformation and only held on to the last bit of clarity. The rest returned to his original form. He saw the pitch-black coffin gradually turn from virtual to real. The coffin lid opened and a huge suction force appeared out of thin air. It seemed that the innate evil spirit that could devour the entire three realms enveloped the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and dyed this evil formation into ink.

Yunxiao was the first to be hit.

A large amount of yellow sand and foul air were sucked into the black coffin. She stood upright with her sword in hand, not showing any panic. She lightly tapped the Niwan Palace, and a Kun Taoist wearing moon-white palace clothes, with a pretty face and 90% similar to her in appearance, stepped out. This was her Shanshi.

"Please help me, fellow Taoist."

"can."

Yunxiao stabilized the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. Shanshi waved his hand, and Zhao Gongming quickly sacrificed the Dinghai Pearl.

Twenty-four Dinghai Pearls surrounded the black coffin, and this part of the world was suppressed. Shanshi changed the spell in his hand, and twenty-four auspicious clouds descended from the Dinghai Pearls, which firmly resisted the innate evil spirit surging out of the black coffin.

Originally, Randeng was the entity and the black coffin was the phantom, but gradually the black coffin became the entity and Randeng became a phantom behind the black coffin.

The traces of Ran Deng were quickly disappearing, the old Taoist's face became neither happy nor sad, and his figure began to blur.

Even if he won this battle in the end, or escaped with his life by chance, the one who remained would no longer be Master Ran Deng.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and at this moment Daji suddenly released the bowstring.

This was the last arrow Houyi left in the world.

Houyi's will is engraved on the arrow.

Will is not the soul, nor the spirit, but a kind of power that tends to the spiritual level.

It was precisely because of the existence of this will that they were able to draw the Sunset Bow. Houyi's combat power during his lifetime was comparable to that of a Golden Immortal. His weapon was not something that could be drawn by Deng Chanyu, a mere Xuanxian, and Daji, a celestial fairy.

The tail feathers of the Sun-Shooting Arrow fluttered in the wind, the arrow ignited with blazing flames, and the domineering energy locked onto Ran Deng.

The black coffin sensed the direction from which the arrow came and tried to block it with his innate evil spirit.

As an arrow made of innate Fusang wood, it originally carried innate fire essence. At this time, the scorching flame turned into the shadow of a phoenix, piercing through the evil spirit that covered the sky and the sun, and the endless thunder. A loud bang exploded in a moment, and the last arrow nailed the front of the coffin.

There was a loud "boom" sound.

Even the black coffin containing an unpredictable world inside was shaken violently by the arrow, and the innate evil energy that had accumulated for countless epochs was instantly crushed by more than half.

The black coffin was first trapped by the Dinghai Pearl, and then suffered a full-strength attack from the Sunset Arrow. It lost most of its spirituality in an instant, and the coffin shook violently, and even the phantom of the Burning Lamp fell out from the unknown space.

(End of this chapter)