The Flame Demon God moved like a ghost, darting into the Five-Colored Spiritual Smoke. His widened eyes were stained by quite a bit of the smoke, and they immediately began to ache sharply. His rushing figure halted at once, and he covered his eyes with both hands, crying out in pain.
Shen Luo was delighted to see this. He immediately formed a hand seal and pointed at the Wind Bell. A yellow storm shot forth, and the Five-Colored Spiritual Smoke instantly spread outward even faster.
A great quantity of Soul-Scattering Sand appeared within the yellow storm, mingling with the spiritual smoke as it swept toward the Flame Demon God.
Shen Luo also shot forward, concealing himself within the Five-Colored Spiritual Smoke as he silently approached the Flame Demon God.
A whistling sound rose beside the Flame Demon God's ears, and countless crescent-shaped wind blades shot toward him like a torrential downpour. Every blade gleamed with astonishing cold light and looked incomparably sharp.
Shen Luo had already refined the Purple-Gold Bell's Restriction to a highly profound level. Coupled with the formidable Magic Power of the True Immortal Mid Stage, the might of these wind blades was far beyond what it had been before.
Yet the Flame Demon God showed no intention of dodging. He covered his eyes with both hands, purple light flickering beneath his palms as though he were treating his injured eyes.
As a result, the dense mass of wind blades struck every part of the Flame Demon God's body like rain beating against a fence.
A loud clanging rang out. After the yellow wind blades blossomed into countless bursts of yellow light upon the Flame Demon God's body, they were all bounced away, unable to harm him in the slightest.
Not only was his black armor incredibly tough,