Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 280 Sneak Attack, Black Wind Dies
"It's like the Heavenly Kui True Qi, but much stronger..."

Wu Song glanced at the mountain-driving whip clutched in Yang Zhi's corpse, his expression calm, his fighting spirit high, and he remained unaffected.

He had clearly seen that the Black Wind King's swift defeat was not only due to Song Yingtian's powerful demonic arts, but also to the formidable power of the Mountain-Driving Whip.

This was once a Dao artifact. Even though it has fallen in level and is now only equivalent to a Xuan artifact, its power is still the top level in this category.

Black Wind King had underestimated his opponent, relying on the amazing defense of his brocade cassock, and wanted to test the power of the Mountain-Driving Whip. Then he completely understood the true value of the word "mysterious weapon".

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he brought this trouble upon himself.

"Wu Song..."

At this moment, the black-faced figure spoke again. "Song Yingtian's" voice was cold and indifferent, unhurried and superior:

"I'll give you another chance, considering our sworn brotherhood back then."

Only by handing over the Buddhist prayer beads on your chest and becoming my lackey can you live a life free from worry and enjoy wealth and glory.

Otherwise, you'll end up like Yang Zhi and the others, turned into a corpse puppet, or become one of the beads in your string of Buddhist prayer beads!

By this time, Song Yingtian had made up his mind to kill and was too tired to continue the charade, so he issued an ultimatum.

They either become lackeys like the Xie brothers, or, like Yang Zhi, have their corpses desecrated and turned into corpse puppets after death.

"Roar!"

His response was a loud roar from Wu Song.

He was so angry that he went mad, so hateful that he went insane, like a vintage wine that had been aged for decades, finally erupting in this moment.

In an instant, a cold wind howled, like knives and swords, obscuring the sunlight.

In the shadows, five terrifying figures seemed to rush past like hungry tigers pouncing on sheep, carrying a terrifying aura and fierce blood, attacking the black face in mid-air.

The Five Yin Tiger Demon Art involves cultivating the five yin to become a tiger, worshipping one's own heart as a demon, first entering the demonic path and then becoming a Buddha.

The more intense the five yin energies, the greater their ferocity.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

On the spine of the blade, the iron rings clanged and sparks flew.

The blade gleamed, reflecting Wu Song's furious yet calm face.

The next moment, it was as if a silver bottle had suddenly shattered, iron cavalry charged out, and a fierce wind blew through the hall, making people feel as light as a feather.

A flash of light, cold and chilling, bloomed like a flower, taking root in people's hearts, freezing their souls and extinguishing all life.

Just then, Yang Zhi's corpse, gripping the Mountain-Driving Whip, slammed down fiercely, its yellow light emanating from it. The earth gathered, forming mountain patterns that blocked the blade's light.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

In an instant, metal clashed, energy clashed, streaks of sword light appeared and disappeared, and mountain shadows crumbled.

The vortex roared like a drumbeat, and the surging air currents seemed to reach the heavens.

In an instant, two figures clashed and attacked each other, their blades and whips clashing, unleashing a barrage of deadly moves, the light and shadow blurring, and the sounds thundering.

Even with Liu Sheng's various forms and amazing senses, he was still somewhat unable to keep up with their pace.

One of them is Tiger Demon Wu Song, whose severed limbs have been regenerated and whose strength has been fully restored. His combat power is in a class of its own in the Yellow Court Realm.

Another was no less powerful than Wu Song in life, but after death he was turned into a corpse puppet, incapable of feeling pain or fear, and controlled by Song Yingtian. His combat strength was unfathomable.

Fortunately, the inner palace of the Heavenly Palace was built with hard spiritual jade and spiritual stone, and was reinforced by an array, so it was not destroyed by the aftershocks of the battle.

If this battle had taken place elsewhere in the ruins or in the outside world, it would have likely caused widespread devastation, devastation, and countless deaths.

"Go, hide behind the jade statue."

Liu Sheng pulled Du Bingyan away and pointed to the jade statue of Erlang Shen sitting in the center of the main hall.

Even though the battle inside the hall was fierce and the aftershocks were surging, the jade statue remained unmoved and unaffected.

The flashing blades and whips, along with the lingering effects of true energy, dissipated automatically under the influence of an invisible force when they approached the jade statue within about three feet.

"And what about you? Aren't you coming with me?"

Du Bingyan nodded. She knew her own limitations. She couldn't even see clearly what was happening in the arena, and staying would only be a burden.

The sight of Yang Zhi's corpse and the appearance of Song Yingtian's divine sense were far beyond her imagination and understanding, making it impossible for her to intervene. However, Liu Sheng's cultivation was even lower than hers, and if he were to be affected, he probably wouldn't even have time to escape.

"I want to practice my skills; you must protect me."

Liu Sheng exhaled a breath of stale air and said in a deep voice.

Song Yingtian's appearance was far beyond his expectations, and his strength was unfathomable and extremely powerful. He had no idea what tricks Song Yingtian had up his sleeve.

Even the great demon Black Wind was severely injured by its attack and is still groaning and hasn't recovered.

Although Master Wu Song is powerful, he may not be able to win against the cunning Song Laogou.

If he fails, given Song Yingtian's ruthless methods, I'm afraid none of the people in the hall will survive!
It's better to rely on yourself than on others; luckily, I still have a backup plan.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills!

This unparalleled divine skill, obtained from the jade statue of Erlang Shen, once mastered in its first volume, can suppress all laws and fuse with true blood, thus forging an unparalleled foundation for the Dao and becoming a Qi cultivator.

If another incarnation is created and upgraded, it would be enough to challenge Song Yingtian and help the master reverse the situation.

However, the first volume of the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques" requires refining the nine forms into one, which is the number nine.

He has only mastered eight forms so far, and is still one form short of mastering the basics.

Moreover, they also needed to persuade Dugu Ba and Black Wind King to join forces with their master to fight the enemy, thus buying him time.

However, with a formidable enemy at hand, it's clear that this old scoundrel Song intends to kill them to silence them, leaving them no way out.

They should understand the principle of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold," and they probably won't refuse.

"Oh!"

Just then, a muffled sound came from the nearby niche, and a fishy smell spread.

Suddenly, Dugu Ba launched an attack, sneaking up on the already seriously injured Black Wind King!

He revealed his Rakshasa form, standing three zhang tall, with a blue face, fangs, red hair, and sharp claws, like a demon from the underworld, and launched a fierce attack on the Black Wind King.

The incident happened suddenly. The Black Wind King was trying to dispel the aura of the Mountain-Driving Whip on his body and dissipate the attached essence of the Gen Earth. Caught off guard, he was pierced through the chest and abdomen on the spot, and his heart and liver were dug out.

"Uh……"

Blood spurted from its seven orifices, its eyes filled with confusion, not understanding why Dugu Ba would suddenly attack and kill it.

It's clear that Song Yingtian is everyone's greatest enemy!

At this critical juncture, with the fate of the parties involved so interdependent, shouldn't we unite all forces that should be united?

Why did you ambush me?

"The Crown Prince is dead... Hehehehe..."

Dugu Ba clutched the bear's heart, his eyes bloodshot, his features twisted in a frenzy.
“In the rage of the King of Jin, my Rakshasa sect will surely perish, and neither my mother nor I will escape.”

"In that case, none of you will live."

He turned to look at Liu Sheng, crushed the still-pounding heart in his hand, and grinned maliciously:

“Your master is entangled and cannot get away. As long as I kill this bear demon, no one can stop me from killing you.”

When you killed the crown prince, did you ever imagine this day would come?

Liu Sheng's face was ashen; he didn't speak, but clenched his fists.

Great!
I never expected that Dugu Ba would hate me so much.

Even if it means mutual destruction, we must kill him to avenge the Prince of Jin.

Human hearts are indeed unpredictable!
He took a deep breath, glanced at the Black Wind King, whose liver and brains were splattered on the ground and who was coughing up blood, and slowly lowered his gaze.

"die!"

Dugu Ba's features were ferocious, and his sharp claws pierced the Black Wind King's throat. Just as he was about to exert his strength, a gust of wind came from behind him.

He grinned, then thrust out his claws with lightning speed, like a dagger stabbing.

"You've fallen into a trap!"

(End of this chapter)