Little Purple and Little Red's battle came to a halt because of this. As they looked at the magical beast forms Xiao Shuang and Lingyin had condensed from Dou Qi, both wore somewhat bewildered expressions.
This is bad, I've become a substitute...
Little Purple and Little Red exchanged a glance, then resumed their fight, which grew even more intense.
Boom!
A massive explosion rang out in midair. Clouds and mist rapidly spread, blotting out the sky as a suffocating pressure descended.
The ice-blue Amethyst Winged Lion King and the white Crimson Flame Demonic Eagle were tightly entangled, tearing and biting at each other. When their energy reached its critical point, ripples of energy spread outward like stones falling into water. Finally, with a deafening blast, both vanished.
Lingyin's expression turned solemn. She pointed downward, and the clouds churned wildly. A massive palm emerged and grabbed toward Xiao Shuang's position.
"It's not over yet!" Lingyin shouted. Her hand seals changed, and her face instantly flushed red. As the giant palm reached out, a phoenix cry rang out. Unlike before, this sound was like tangible waves, ripples spreading outward from Lingyin in ring after ring.
"So this is the true power of Phoenix Cry Sound. As expected of Junior Sister Lingyin." Even Yinyan, who was merely watching from the side, was affected by Phoenix Cry Sound, his face turning slightly pale. He looked at the surrounding magical beasts and, sure enough, most of them wore pained expressions.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man sitting beside the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire raised a hand. A transparent bowl-shaped energy barrier descended over the area.
As expected of a Dou Zun expert. With a casual gesture, he had isolated the aftershocks of two Dou Zong experts' battle.
Watching the incoming attack, Xiao Shuang's expression also grew