In an instant, two bloody lights lit up in the eyes of the skeleton at the top of the black magic wand in Yaofeng's hand. With a teeth-grinding "click" sound, the skeleton's mouth opened, and a powerful force of attraction emanated from it.
Cold winds were blowing all around the sky and earth. No matter whether the bodies of the dead civilians in the city and the demons and monsters who died in the battle were intact or not, thick deathly aura was emanating from their scattered limbs. The aura transformed into wisps of misty white air and rushed into the mouth of the skeleton.
There seemed to be a bottomless abyss in the skull's mouth, rapidly absorbing the rolling death air. As it gathered more and more, the aura emanating from the magic wand in Yaofeng's hand became stronger and stronger.
With the sound of breaking through the air, eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords came rushing over, and blazing red flames lit up on the sword bodies, flying towards various parts of Yao Feng's body.
The latter took a step back slightly to create some distance between them, then pushed the black jade skull in his hand forward. A strong death energy suddenly burst out from the magic wand, submerging the eleven flying swords.
In just a moment, Shen Luo lost the sense of the Chunyang Flying Sword.
His heart tightened and he immediately stopped rushing forward.
Although these eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords have not yet given birth to spirits, they were nurtured in his body. The fact that they lost contact so easily showed that there was obviously something strange in the deathly aura.
Just when Shen Luo was filled with doubt and uncertainty, Yao Feng waved the black jade skull towards him, and the death energy in the sky, which seemed to have substance, suddenly surged like sea waves and approached Shen Luo.
In the deathly aura, a huge sword shadow condensed and slashed down towards Shen Luo.
Shen Luo's eyes focused, and he immediately felt that the sword energy condensed in the sword shadow was somewhat familiar. It was actually coming from his Pure Yang Flying Sword.
"Can I cut off the connection with the magic weapon and use its power to counterattack?" Shen Luo thought to himself.
Thinking of this, he leaped up, and with a sharp sound of the Minghong sword in his hand, he slashed towards the sword shadow.
The emerald green blade and the deathly sword shadow collided with each other, and both exploded at the same time, resulting in a draw.
At the same time, Fu Tu let out a low roar and rushed towards Shen Luo again.
His pair of iron fists blasted out one after another, and one fist shadow after another kept approaching Shen Luo, forcing him to retreat again and again.
"roll."
Shen Luo roared, and the power of the long sword in his hand burst out, slashing horizontally to force Fu Tu away, but the rolling deathly energy immediately filled the gap and continued to bombard him.
The two of them cooperated very skillfully and firmly suppressed Shen Luo.
"It seems I can't continue to restrain myself like this." Shen Luo sighed in his heart.
As he practiced Pangu's True Skill, he released the suppression on his own magical power. The aura on his body began to rise little by little, but it was not obvious.
At this moment, Fu Tu suddenly flashed behind him and shouted: "Law Realm, Earth River Basin".
As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of earth-yellow light burst out from his body, and a strong force of earth attribute expanded, covering an area of a thousand feet in radius.
Shen Luo's eyes tightened and he looked around. He immediately saw that in the void not far from his side, several ochre-colored halos appeared one after another.
"Law space." Shen Luo said secretly in his heart, and a light flashed on his body, and he wanted to leave from here.