Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 774 Purple Lightning Hammer

The Mourning Mistress absorbed too much essence of flesh and blood. These flesh and blood were all earned by the chaotic creatures through hard work in business. Not only did they contain the original will of the flesh and blood creatures, but now they were also mixed with some of the will of the chaotic creatures. The main focus was on chaos.

It is really chaotic, and in this environment, being strong is really strong.

After Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao and Bixiao left, Yunxiao was finally able to fight freely.

Her sword light was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and a blazing flame burst out with a clanging sound. The flame was mixed with sharp golden light. Every time it cut a layer of flesh and blood, the golden light became stronger. After cutting again, it became even stronger.

Deng Chanyu couldn't help but take a few more glances. She had some understanding of Yunxiao's attainments in formations. It seemed that this sword technique had the shadow of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. He only used 70% of his strength every time he drew his sword, constantly accumulating strength, and each sword was better than the last.

The ninth sword was slashed out. Relying on continuous accumulation of power, the Shangqing magic power has completely replaced the Dayi Golden Flame. The purple light is like a rolling wave. With one sword strike, the entire world of life and death shook violently several times. A large number of caves built with biological skeletons collapsed. It was as if the actual sword intent turned into a beam of light that poked a hole in the sky. Endless purple light enveloped this world.

An extremely huge skull appeared in front of the Mourning Mistress who was the first to be hit. The lower jaw of this thing was very long, and the mouth protruded forward. There were countless holes densely packed where the eyes should be. It was unknown whether she had been stabbed by seventeen or eighteen swords in her life, or if she just had a lot of eyes.

The skull opened its mouth, and some kind of avenue began to operate. There was a loud "click" sound, and the huge mouth closed, biting off the sword light that Yunxiao had been accumulating for a long time.

Then, more than a hundred bone arrows with flesh and blood as cores and bones as tips were shot at her. Yunxiao turned around and was thousands of miles away in an instant. With another turn, he was back above the head of the Mourning Mistress, avoiding the strange white bone skull and slashing at the Mourning Mistress from behind.

The quasi-demon god's previously severed arm grew back, with fingers spread out, pointing towards the sky.

The attack was silent, without any dazzling sound or light effects. Yunxiao felt as if a part of his mind was instantly dug out. His vision went dark, his sword moves lost their power, and his body was like a lark that had walked into a trap. He was extremely weak and powerless, and was about to fall into the clutches of the Mourning Great Mistress.

Deng Chanyu raised her hand and shot out three five-colored stones. The flying stones did not have any magic power, but relied on the technique and strength to knock Yunxiao to the side. With this delay, Yunxiao recovered from his trance. With a flash of white light, he used some kind of innate magical power that seemed to be the characteristics of clouds and mist to lightly land next to Deng Chanyu.

"This guy's magical powers are so strange, very different from those of the prehistoric world."

Yunxiao's quasi-saint combat power relied heavily on formations. Within a large formation, she could unleash 120% of her full power, but how could she arrange formations in a chaotic world? There was no Tai Chi, Liang Yi, or Bagua. If you could build a house on the ground, how could you build one in mid-air? She also tried to change the battlefield like Kong Xuan, but the Great Mistress of Sorrow was no fool. If you changed the battlefield, it would change back.

A quasi-demon god can mobilize endless chaotic energy. How much magic power can you, a quasi-saint of the ancient times, have?

Deng Chanyu also talked about her findings during the battle: "This guy is not in the Five Elements, and Five Elements spells have almost no effect on him."

Nanming Lihuo, Five-Colored Divine Light, these skills that look extremely dazzling are ineffective against Chaos Quasi-Demon, or it cannot be said to be ineffective, but this guy's spell resistance is too high.

When a fire spell hits the body with 100% of its attack power, only 10% is left.

What to do? Pangu's method of dealing with the Chaos Demon God is very inspiring: no matter what, just chop it down!

Fearing Yunxiao might think she was ill, Deng Chanyu resisted the urge to yell "Waaagh!" and instead said politely, "Die, you evil creature!"

Then he rushed forward with his sword.

Infinite health recovery? Can you still recover health after slashing tens of thousands of swords?
The existence of Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao itself is a change to this chaotic world. A large amount of Xuanmen magic power is consumed here. The chaotic energy is difficult for Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao to absorb. The same is true in reverse. The speed at which the Mourning Mistress extracts the chaotic energy from this world has slowed down a lot.

The two sides fought for an unknown amount of time.

Yunxiao's sleeves were burned, revealing his arms as white as jade.

Deng Chanyu's Fengxia crown was broken and her hair was now disheveled.

The flesh and blood that the Mourning Mistress had absorbed before began to burn fiercely. After more than ten moves, it punched Deng Chanyu away. The flames were blown away by Yunxiao's spell. The flesh and blood of the Mourning Mistress who reappeared had turned into a set of dark red bone armor.

"How sad." Yunxiao commented.

Deng Chanyu deeply agreed with this. She didn't know how much time had been spent to establish order in this world. In the end, she saw that all the magic weapons they carried were destroyed because of their momentary greed.

It would be fine if you had any gains, but you didn't gain anything, so as a joke, you killed those chaotic creatures in this world that had absorbed flesh and blood and had the tendency to turn into flesh and blood creatures.

Ultimately, there's something wrong with your brain.

After the Mourning Mistress removed her cumbersome flesh and blood and replaced it with blood-colored bone armor, her aura had completely surpassed Yunxiao. According to the Xuanmen strength classification, she was at least a quasi-saint with combat power comparable to that of the Two Corpses Killer.

Before Deng Chanyu and the others could fight back, they saw the Mourning Mistress's head exploded from the inside out.

Its whole body shook violently, and the huge-looking white beast-shaped skull suddenly lost control and flew towards her neck, trying to replace her.

Deng Chanyu was quick in her actions and quickly swung out a jet-black sword. The Mourning Mistress had been hit by so many swords that the demonic energy on the Broken Immortal Sword had little effect on her. However, the white beast-shaped skull was another living being. It had never seen demonic energy and was severely mentally deficient. It hesitated for a moment before Deng Chanyu chopped off its neck with a sword. The skull lost its support and rolled out.

The head of the Mourning Great Mistress wanted to grow out again. Yunxiao injected surging Shangqing magic power into the Donghuang Taiyi Sword and chopped it down heavily.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the mournful mistress used the bone armor on her arm to block the Donghuang Taiyi sword.

"Your moves are impossible to count." The headless quasi-demon was very proud. He believed that by devouring these two strange lives, he would be able to reach a higher realm.

"You are the one who can't do it!" Yunxiao's right hand was surrounded by thousands of dazzling purple lights. Even in a world where chaotic energy holds an absolute dominant position, these lights cannot be concealed, because this is the magic weapon used by the saint himself, the Purple Lightning Hammer!
Before becoming a saint, the Purple Lightning Hammer spent countless epochs in the hands of Tongtian Patriarch. In the later period, it was a little unable to keep up with the pace of its master, but in Tongtian Patriarch's quasi-saint stage, it was a first-class weapon. It did not have those fancy functions, but had only one use, and that was to beat people!
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