Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 772: The Quasi-Demon God Who Is Also Ready to Buy for Free
Several people were preparing to board the Taoist Palace to continue their journey when suddenly a dark red fireball fell from the sky. Deng Chanyu had an idea, and the mechanical Jiuying replaced Qiongqi and became her new shield.

The fireball was not only hot, but also had an immense impact force. The hundred-foot-tall Mechanical Nine Infants was knocked back three steps, and a scorch mark appeared on its extremely tough wooden body.

Before Deng Chanyu could think about it carefully, she saw the turbid sky of this world suddenly become dim, and countless fireballs fell like raindrops.

Yunxiao let out a long roar, and the arc-shaped sword light was like a paintbrush, gently passing across, and the thick chaotic energy in the sky was instantly cut in half.

The sword light was brilliant, like the bright moon falling to the ground, and the power of the sword extended for a hundred thousand miles. It was truly a sword that could break the sky.

The haze in the sky was cut away by a sword, but the rain of fire falling from the sky would not disappear immediately.

Zhao Gongming sacrificed twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, chanted spells, and supported a huge space. Deng Chanyu hurriedly put the mechanical Nine Infants into the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map, and then hid under the water curtain with Qiongxiao and Bixiao.

The rain of fire hit the defensive water curtain formed by the Dinghai Pearls and lasted for ten breaths.

Yunxiao looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

"Can you leave?" A sinister voice came from the sky, from the earth, and from all around.

Zhao Gongming glanced at Yunxiao, as if to ask, was this the person you "intercepted" before?

Yunxiao shook her head slowly. She was not a fool. The guy who appeared at this time was obviously very strong. She would not take the initiative to provoke such an enemy.

"Leave them here, and I'll let you go." The gloomy voice sounded in the ears of several people again. This was some kind of higher-level divine consciousness. Deng Chanyu distinguished the meaning of it. It was obvious that she, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, and Lao Zhao were all within the range of this "them", and the other party only allowed Yunxiao to leave.

Yunxiao would rather die than give up his sister, and there is absolutely no room for dialogue and communication between the two sides.

She whispered to Deng Chanyu, "Can we leave this world now?"

"Difficult." Deng Chanyu replied, "The Dao Palace's flying speed is very slow. It will take at least a cup of tea to leave this world."

The Taoist Palace is used for practicing Taoism. It is not a rocket or a spaceship, so it does not have an acceleration function.

A vague human figure gradually emerged from the haze in the sky. Deng Chanyu saw a clue. She had close contact with Yang Mei, the space demon god, and felt a similar breath at this time.

The measuring ruler also conveyed some information to her, and she understood the other party's purpose: "This guy must be interested in the many magic weapons we have."

There is no turning back.

You can't just hand over all the magic weapons on you, right?
The person with the most magic weapons at the scene is Deng, but it cannot be said that the Dinghai Pearl, Qiankun Ruler, and Golden Dragon Shears are not important.

Yunxiao knew that she could communicate with the measuring ruler, so he asked, "Can you tell who this person is?"

Deng Chanyu exchanged a few words with the Heavenly Ruler and said, "It seems to be the Great Mistress of Sorrow who rules this area. It seems to be a new life form born from the corpse of the Demon God of Life and Death. The Way of Life and Death has been taken away by the Primordial Heavenly Dao. This guy is left with only a few fur and skin at most."

Yunxiao's eyes lit up. "Unfortunately, it's just a creature born from a corpse, not a Chaos Devil. But it's just a good opportunity to test the sharpness of my sword."

Deng Chanyu laughed heartily. She could feel that most of the eyes of this mournful mistress were on her. Offering a treasure to save her life? She wasn't that naive.

She also drew out the Broken Immortal Sword, the pitch-black blade full of murderous intent: "My sword is not bad either, let's deal with this guy first, and then leave." Yunxiao nodded gently: "Okay."

Zhao Gongming watched from the side and always felt that he was excluded, which was a bit strange.

He did have the Juexian Sword with him, but it was the sword of the Master Tongtian, so he couldn't say anything about "my sword". Although he didn't say anything, he also drew his sword.

The Juexian Sword contains a saint's supreme magical power. If used at a critical moment, its killing power will definitely be above the sky.

Qiongxiao and Bixiao could not provide much combat power here, so Deng Chanyu let them hide in the Taoist Palace. If the combination of Yunxiao, Lao Zhao and Deng Chanyu could not defeat the mourning mistress, they would let the Taoist Palace escape first, and they would delay for some time and then meet up in the chaos.

"Why resist?"

"Why give birth?"

"Why do you want to die?"

"Why are you lingering on the edge of life and death? Why are you unwilling to obey me?"

A large amount of muttering comparable to the sound of the Tao echoed throughout the world of life and death.

Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao's cultivation of mind and character was not good enough, so they had to activate the Cui Guang Liang Yi Lamp which served as the control center in the Taoist Palace to separate Yin and Yang, making the Taoist Palace independent and blocking the whispering.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, until the stench in the haze became a bit pungent. Suddenly, a bony hand covered with hideous barbs stretched out from the darkness, and three fingers, like knives and swords, stabbed towards Dao Palace.

"Let me do it!" Yunxiao turned his wrist, and the Donghuang Taiyi Sword had absorbed a lot of the golden flame of the sun inside and outside the Taoist Palace over the years. At this time, the sword light was brilliant, and the haze of the world of life and death dissipated for the most part, and a scorching sun appeared in the sky in an instant.

Compared to the Bone Hand, Yunxiao's figure was a little smaller, but her sword was fast and fierce. The fiery red light cut through the entire world, and the fierce pressure could be felt even in the Taoist Palace. She chopped the Bone Hand with a sword. This move was mostly a test, but even so, it broke the barb on the Bone Hand's wrist and left a fiery red sword mark on the white bones that continued to burn.

At the same time, Deng Chanyu also swung a sword.

The hilt of the Broken Immortal Sword was icy cold. Holding it in the hand, it felt like holding a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice. Even the soul was delayed for a moment. Deng Chanyu was extremely familiar with the demon shadow in the sword. The two sides clashed again in an instant. The demon shadow retreated, leaving behind words like "I will come back next time", which allowed her to temporarily gain the right to use the magic sword.

With a loud and clear cry, a pitch-black phoenix shadow slashed out from the sword blade.

The ugly creature hiding in the haze was ready to resist with its bone hands, but the phoenix shadow was a fake move. The moment it hit the entity, it exploded from the inside out. The magic fire dispelled most of the haze that seemed to be real, and the mourning mistress had to reveal her true face.

"This is too ugly." Deng Chanyu curled her lips, and Yunxiao nodded silently. It was indeed ugly.

This is a creature composed of many scattered bone fragments. There are some obvious differences in strength between the bone fragments, but at this time they are piled together without any planning. From the outside, it can barely be seen as a human figure.

"I don't want that of yours." The mournful mistress pointed at the Broken Immortal Sword and said.

The demonic fire was very uncomfortable for it, and it wanted some positive force.

Deng Chanyu mocked the demonic shadow within the sword in her mind: "See? Even such an ugly freak despises you. What's the point of you living? Hurry and die!"

(End of this chapter)