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Primordial Era: Seven Immortal-Slaying Elephants, No More Banana Leaf Fan
Chapter 212

War of Witches and Demons 7

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Qiang Liang reacted the fastest, roaring as he hurled the divine weapon, the Thunder God Hammer, its shaft crackling with Destruction Purple Firmament Divine Thunder as thick as a mountain range!

However, the moment this thunderous hammer, powerful enough to shatter stars, entered the area covered by the Chaos Bell, it was swallowed up by the Spacetime Turbulence within the bell! Like a mud ox entering the sea, it vanished without a trace, without even causing a ripple!

Qiang Liang's left arm muscles bulged, instantly manifesting eight giant arms wrapped in lightning, attempting to withstand the attack head-on. However, when Zhong Bo swept over them, the eight giant arms of lightning, which were comparable to the strength of Acquired Spiritual Treasure, crumbled and shattered like sandcastles!

The excruciating pain caused Qiang Liang to let out a muffled groan, and even the massive Ancestral Witch True Body staggered backward!

On the edge of the battlefield.

Daoist Zhunti's face had turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with nothing but endless horror and lingering fear.

Fisherman?

Faced with such terrifying power that could overturn all understanding of the Primordial Wilderness, those who have not yet ascended to Saint Position are more like small boats that could be shattered by towering waves at any moment.

The Destruction sound of the collision between Qing Huan's Seven Symbols Treasure Umbrella and Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler had not yet dissipated when the strangulation vortex in the middle layer of the battlefield began to accelerate wildly.

Beneath the colossal shadow of the collapsing mountain, blood rained down mixed with the corpses of gods and demons, but what truly determined the course of this Great Tribulation was not merely the clash of a few top-tier forces.

In the heart of this meat grinder-like region, the ten Demon Saints, the backbone of the demon race, have already locked onto their respective targets—a battle that will determine the survival of their clan!

"Aww--!"

A deafening dragon roar tore through the blood-red sky, Demon Marshal Ji Meng manifested a half-dragon body, his enormous dragon claw, wrapped in Xuan Ming Heavy Water, slamming down on a forest of golden iron.

That wasn't a real jungle, but a scene created by the Gold Ancestral Witch Ru Shou activating her innate laws!

Countless incredibly sharp golden spears, enormous blade wheels, and thorny chains materialized out of thin air, carrying the malevolent energy of Geng metal capable of slicing through everything, and came crashing down.

The dragon claws collided with the torrent of metal with a deafening roar!

The ear-piercing scraping and cutting sounds were teeth-grinding. The Xuan Ming Heavy Water frantically eroded the sharp edge of Geng Metal, steaming up highly poisonous white smoke, while the golden torrent left deep, bone-revealing wounds on the dragon scales, and golden dragon blood was splashed like molten gold.

Ji Meng's dragon eyes glared angrily, and his dragon tail swept wildly, stirring up a raging torrent of Weak Water that threatened to drown Ru Shou.

"Wind Thunder Wing Slash!"

Ying Zhao's fierce shout exploded amidst the thunder. He had a human face and a horse's body, with four wings on his back, one pair wrapped in azure Gale Wind and the other pair drawing in purple tribulation lightning! At this moment, the wind and thunder wings clashed violently!

"Sizzle--!"

A massive cross-shaped blade of light, combining the tearing power of the Xun wind and the Destruction intent of the Dutian Divine Thunder, instantly traversed space and slashed towards the core of Ru Shou's true form!

Wherever the light blade passed, two black cracks were cut into space, cracks that could not be healed for a long time.

Ru Shou's bronze face was expressionless, and his massive, mountain-like Ancestral Witch True Body suddenly emitted a dazzling platinum light, as if transforming into a huge metal god.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, he neither dodged nor avoided the attack!

"Clang!!!!"

The cross-shaped light blade struck Ru Shou's crossed arms, unleashing a deafening roar far more violent than the clash of metal!

Countless tiny wind blades and lightning bolts exploded and scattered, shredding everything within a radius of hundreds of miles, whether Witch and Demon, into dust! On Ru Shou's arms, only two deep white marks remained, which quickly faded as the Geng Metal Qi circulated!

With a sudden step forward, the earth roared, and countless thicker and more ferocious golden spikes burst forth from the ground like a forest, swirling back towards Ji Meng and Ying Zhao!

"What a hard turtle shell!"

Ying Zhao its four wings sharply, narrowly avoiding several giant spikes that grazed past it, and the power of wind and thunder formed a violent barrier around its body.

Ji Meng's dragon body coiled around him, the Xuan Ming Heavy Water transformed into a vortex to protect him, the dragon claws tore apart the attacking golden spikes once more, and the dragon mouth spewed out a stream of deadly poison.

"Ru Shou, keep them occupied! Don't let them interfere with Eldest Brother Di Jiang!"

The roar of She Bi Shi echoed from afar.

The enormous Jiu Ying serpentine body of Jiuying coiled in mid-air, its nine ferocious heads emitting distinct roars!

Poisonous fog, mysterious ice, raging flames, eerie winds...

Nine primordial powers transformed into nine Destruction torrents, raging towards a figure shrouded in a purplish-black, violent lightning domain— the Lightning Ancestral Witch Xi Zi!

"Zzzzzzz--Boom!"

Xi Zi's figure was completely enveloped by the pulsating, liquid-like purplish-black Dutian Divine Thunder; he seemed to be the lightning itself!

Faced with the nine torrents of the Jiu Ying Serpent, Xi Zi suddenly raised both hands high above his head, palms facing each other, and an extremely condensed ball of lightning exuding an aura of world destruction instantly took shape!

"Myriad Thunders Annihilation!"

The compressed lightning ball exploded with a deafening roar!

It wasn't scattered electric snakes, but a massive, purplish-black lightning pillar, containing countless lightning patterns, that slammed into the nine torrents of the Jiu Ying Serpent!

Thunder and fire, thunder and ice, thunder and poison... The terrifying noise of countless energies annihilating and colliding resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

Space was torn to shreds, with lightning, fire, poisonous mist, and ice shards scattering wildly, turning the surroundings into an absolute death zone!

One of the Jiu Ying Serpent's heads, which spewed poisonous smoke, was struck by a stray bolt of Dutian Divine Thunder, turning it charred black and emitting a painful hiss. The lightning domain surrounding Xi Zi also fluctuated violently, clearly indicating a significant energy drain.

Just as Jiu Ying and Xi Zi were locked in a fierce battle, an extremely cold and chilling killing intent quietly descended!

The sky suddenly turned a heavy, leaden gray, and cold, black raindrops, imbued with the aura of a curse of decay, fell silently.

"Xuan Ming Bone Corroding Rain!"

The voice of Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming of Rain, was like a chilling wind sweeping through the netherworld.

The black rain fell on the demon soldiers, instantly corroding their flesh and bones, turning them into pus and blood before they could even scream; it also fell on the Demon Saint's protective divine light, making a sizzling sound as it eroded the divine light, which dimmed at a visible speed!

"Xuan Ming! Cease your insolence!"

A clear, melodious cry pierced the rain. The Demon Saint Shang Yang, barefoot, stepped lightly on the air with one foot.

Ripples spread beneath my feet, not from water, but from... Star Tide?!

Countless tiny, illusory stars appeared and swirled around her. With her movements, a dazzling and gentle starlight curtain spread out from her center, softly yet firmly welcoming the endless black rain.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

The starlight touched the black rain, producing a sound like ice and snow melting.

The power of the curse of decay in the black rain was soothed, purified, and dispelled by the pure Power of the Stars.

Wherever the starlight reached, the corrosive pain on the demon soldiers immediately lessened, and their morale was boosted.

A flicker of Xuan Ming crossed Xuanming's cold eyes, hidden beneath the shadow of her hood. She was clearly surprised that Shang Yang's Star Tide could actually counter her Bone Corroding Rain.

Her slender, pale fingers tapped in the void, causing more black rain to condense. It even began to solidify into countless sharp Xuan Ming ice cones in mid-air, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze the soul. Like a sky full of black arrows, they tore through the starlight and shot towards Shang Yang!

Shang Yang's expression was solemn. He suddenly increased the frequency of his single-leg stomping, drawing upon even greater Power of the Stars. Starlight condensed into a shield, desperately resisting the rain of ice spikes.

The Jiu Ying also split into two heads, spewing flames and poisonous miasma in an attempt to burn the ice spikes and relieve the pressure on the Shang Yang.

In an instant, ice, fire, poison, stars, lightning... several kinds of Law Power collided and annihilated each other in this area, forming a chaotic and violent swamp of laws.

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