You Think You're Enough?
With a dazed look in his eyes and unsteady steps, Du Yunian walked toward Shen Fan, who was also in a daze.
Shen Fan's face was flushed and her breathing was rapid. She involuntarily moved closer to Qi Yun, who was standing there seemingly unguarded.
The three of them were getting closer and closer.
The gleam of excitement and mischievousness in Ling Jiao'er's eyes grew even brighter and hotter.
She seemed to already foresee the horrific yet incredibly anticipated scene that was about to unfold.
Just as Shen Fan reached out and grabbed Qi Yun's shoulder.
A wisp of smoke drifted down, and the illusory body vanished.
"An illusion?!" Ling Jiao'er's smug smile froze instantly, turning into shock.
Sensing danger, the demoness from the Hehuan Palace immediately swayed, her body shimmering with pink light, as she prepared to use the Hehuan Palace's secret technique of illusion and concealment to escape.
"Hehuan Palace, you dare to covet my Holy Sect?"
A cold laugh rang out from behind her.
Qi Yun stepped out of the void, his figure becoming completely solid. With a wave of his sleeve, the Sunken Abyss Iron Sand that had been lying in ambush all around him instantly boiled.
Countless massive, black, sand-iron hands materialized out of thin air, crashing down like the suddenly closing iron walls of a prison.
They completely blocked all her possible escape routes!
Hundred Flowers in Dazzling Bloom!
With a blink of her beautiful eyes, Ling Jiao'er quickly scanned the falling sand and iron palms around her. Her body suddenly scattered into countless petals, drifting and swirling, and a rich and alluring floral fragrance spread in all directions.
"Qi Yun- "
"Shen Fan- "
At this moment, Shen Fan and Du Yunian, who were blinded by the Hehuan Secret Method, also caught up. Qi Yun, who couldn't help but roll his Qi Yun, used iron sand to transform into two large vats.
With a "clang," the two of them were completely enveloped inside.
Taking advantage of this brief delay, Ling Jiao'er immediately seized the opportunity.
She flipped her wrist, her jade-like fingers shifting, and murmured a spell.
During the fog, large swaths of pinkish-white fog suddenly rose up within a radius of several feet around Qi Yun, quickly spreading and completely obscuring his vision.
Amidst the mist, faint, blush-inducing, decadent music lingered in the air.
Furthermore, graceful and slender figures, appearing and disappearing in the shadows, swayed and leaped within.
In an instant, Qi Yun felt as if she were enveloped in countless layers of warmth, softness, and fragrance, a sensation so exquisite and intoxicating.
Before his eyes was nothing but shimmering white skin and alluring curves, as if he had fallen into a paradise, enough to make any man lose his mind and succumb to lust. "So what kind of disciple of the Holy Sect is he? Nothing special at all!"
Re-emerging into her physical form, Ling Jiao'er smiled and shook her head as she looked at Qi Yun, who was bewitched by the Hehuan Secret Method. Then, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and her index fingertip suddenly became slender, tinged with a bright pink, and went straight for Qi Yun's heart.
As long as you are pierced by my [Beauty's Desire].
From this day forward, you will forever be my servant Ling Jiao'er's servant.
Hmm~ But speaking of which, this young man is quite handsome and dashing. After subduing him, I can first let this young lady have a good taste of him Ling Jiao'er had a flirtatious thought flash through her mind, and unconsciously licked her moist and luscious red lips.
The already thin, gossamer-like gauze dress she wore slipped down even further with her movements, revealing more of her alluring, snow-white skin.
But just as she approached Qi Yun...
A chilling, collective laugh suddenly erupted.
Dozens of white bone skulls, burning with a ghastly green flame and with soul fire flickering in their eye sockets, burst forth from the void around Qi Yun like demons suddenly leaping out of the abyss of hell.
They formed a terrifying wall of bones, which stood firmly in front of Ling Jiao'er!
"This is... [Skull Incantation]? How come there are so many?" Ling Jiao'er looked at the overwhelming and terrifying white bone skulls in front of her, her expression strange.
She once practiced dual cultivation with a disciple of the Holy Sect.
This person has also practiced the [Skull Incantation].
But now, the difference is like night and day!
"You think a few skulls can stop me? You underestimate me." After a brief moment of surprise, Ling Jiao'er covered her mouth and smiled.
"How much spiritual power can Law Technique possess without human control?"
Her figure became elusive again, rushing forward like a butterfly flitting among flowers.
Her slender fingers flicked out repeatedly, creating streaks of captivating pink Flowing Light.
She chanted increasingly rapid and eerie incantations, attempting to disrupt the spiritual energy flow of the white bone skull using Law Technique secret spells of the Hehuan Palace, such as the Woman Bewitches the Spirit and the Hundred Desires Entwine the Body.
Tear apart this suffocating defensive perimeter.
However, after numerous version updates, the power of the [Skull Incantation] is no longer what it used to be!
The twenty-seven white skulls seemed to form a perfect matrix of killing and defense. They cackled and echoed each other, their spinning and flying movements perfectly coordinated. No matter how exquisite Ling Jiao'er's Movement Method or how fierce her attacks were, her repeated assaults were all forced back by the impenetrable, Sha Qi horde of skulls.
He couldn't even touch the hem of Qi Yun's clothes.
Instead, she herself was nearly struck by the Corpse Poison Yin Fire spewed from several cunning skulls, leaving a charred patch on her skirt and making her look rather wolfish.
Meanwhile, Qi Yun, who was immersed in the illusion of the sea of desire, looked around thoughtfully, then grinned and casually grabbed a graceful phantom wrapped around him and gently rubbed it.
"Wow, it feels really good." Qi Yun nodded in satisfaction, the smile on his face gradually fading.
The next moment!
He suddenly clasped his hands together in front of his chest!
Boom!!!
Strands of eerie and terrifying purplish-red Southern Brightness Devil Fire, like ferocious beasts breaking free of their chains, suddenly burst forth from his clasped hands and from the pores of his entire body.
"Yay!!!"
Those alluring figures, formed by illusion and entwined with Qi Yun's seductive power, immediately reacted to the extremely fierce and powerful demonic fire that could subdue all falsehoods and evil spirits, as if they had encountered their nemesis, and let out terrified and shrill screams.
The perfect body rapidly became blurred and distorted under the scorching demonic fire, melting and dissipating like a wax figure!
The originally dense, impenetrable pink mist, the alluring, seductive music in the ears, and the endless spring scenery shimmering before the eyes, all melted away instantly like ice and snow under the sun in the face of this domineering Southern Brightness Devil Fire.
The vast sea of desire shattered in an instant!
His blank eyes cleared again as he looked at Ling Jiao'er, who was isolated by the skeleton, and Qi Yun chuckled softly.
"Is that all the Hehuan Palace can do?"
Before the words were even finished, the already poised Sunken Abyss Iron Sand and the twenty-seven grotesquely laughing white bone skulls surged towards Ling Jiao'er in front of her like a tidal wave.
Ling Jiao'er's face darkened slightly as she felt an unprecedented threat of death. She desperately urged the little True Qi left in her body, raised her slender hand, and summoned a magical Law Treasure embroidered with mandarin ducks with intertwined necks and radiating a pink glow.
The handkerchief grew as soon as it was exposed to the wind, instantly transforming into a flexible light screen that protected her in front of her, its shimmering light attempting to withstand the terrifying combined attack.
However, under the unparalleled weight and impact of the Sunken Abyss Iron Sand, and the double blow of the white bone skull constantly spewing corrosive yin fire and frantically gnawing at the light barrier.
This seemingly extraordinary magical Law Treasure, the Ropa, could only sustain itself for less than three breaths before groaning in despair.
The pink glow that flowed over it quickly dimmed, becoming flickering and uncertain.
"Bang!"
It was accompanied by a crisp sound, like brocade being forcibly torn apart.
The last glimmer of light on the Luopa completely collapsed, softly drifting to the ground. Without its final barrier, the Sunken Abyss Iron Sand, like a black raging tide, was no longer an obstacle. With a terrifying momentum that could crush everything, it suddenly pressed down on Ling Jiao'er!
The strong wind whipped her dark hair across her forehead, Ling Jiao'er, pale-faced, looked dejected.
But just as this beautiful woman was about to perish and turn into a pile of minced meat...
A long white banner, seemingly old and simple, yet exuding an eerie and sinister Yin Qi, appeared out of nowhere, striking with perfect precision between Ling Jiao'er and Tie Sha.
The banner moved without wind, and it seemed as if countless faces were struggling in pain and screaming silently on it.
Immediately following, thick, dark, and icy black energy, with a viscous and resilient quality, surged forth from the banner like a burst dam.
The two collided violently, producing a dull, thunderous roar.
A violent shockwave suddenly spread outwards from this center!
The black mist surging from the banner actually managed to withstand the Sunken Abyss Iron Sand from the abyss, a tide powerful enough to crush mountains and rocks.
The fatal blow was barely blocked by the suddenly appearing white banner.
A tall, slender figure slowly retracted the long banner and quietly stood in front of Ling Jiao'er, his gaze beneath the bamboo hat unfathomable.
"Hero saves the damsel in distress?"
Looking at the tall, thin man who had saved Ling Jiao'er's life, Qi Yun an eyebrow. "Brother, the way you're doing this makes me look like a bad guy."
"Hehe, such a beautiful woman, how could you be so heartless as to kill her?" Holding the Soul-Gathering Banner, Zhao Wuji chuckled, a sinister glint in his eyes.
Iron Sand... Skull-...·
Was this the person who killed my thirty-odd fellow disciples?
Recognizing Qi Yun's methods, Zhao Wuji slowly stepped forward.
The Soul-Gathering Banner in his hand moved without wind, and wisps of pure black energy on the banner surface seemed to emanate like living things, silently wrapping around and merging into his body.
This caused the aura emanating from him to become increasingly cold and powerful at a visible speed.
"Furthermore, I, Zhao, will also settle the score with you for killing more than thirty people from my Yellow Springs Netherworld."
" At the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, with Law Artifact in hand, do you think you've got this in the bag?" Qi Yun's eyes flashed red as he looked at Zhao Wuji, who had locked onto him and whose aura was gradually expanding.
The next moment!
He suddenly took a heavy step forward!
The raging crimson demonic fire, like a long-suppressed volcano, suddenly erupted from its body and soared into the sky!
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a humanoid demonic fire over ten feet tall, blazing and domineering!
The violent and fierce aura transformed into rings of oppressive force that swept across the surroundings, scorching the ground until it cracked inch by inch.
Within the demonic flames, a pair of gleaming eyes looked down at Zhao Wuji, who had stopped in his tracks, and grinned arrogantly:
"You just said you wanted to settle accounts with me?"