The Flame Demon God was like a ghost, and he flew into the five-colored spiritual smoke. His wide-open eyes were contaminated by the spiritual smoke, and he immediately felt severe pain. His flying figure suddenly stopped, and he covered his eyes with his hands and cried out in pain.
Shen Luo was delighted when he saw this, and immediately he made a gesture and pointed at the wind chime. A yellow storm shot out, and the five-colored spiritual smoke immediately spread to the surroundings at a faster speed.
A large amount of scattered soul sand and gravel appeared in the yellow storm, mixed with the spiritual smoke and rolled towards the Chaoyan Demon God.
Shen Luo also flew out, hiding in the five-colored spiritual smoke and lurking towards the Flame Demon God.
As the Flame Demon God heard a whistling sound, countless crescent-shaped wind blades flew towards him like a rainstorm. Each wind blade flashed with astonishing cold light and looked extremely sharp.
Shen Luo has already refined the purple gold bell restriction to a very profound level. Coupled with the powerful magic power of a mid-stage True Immortal, the power of these wind blades is far beyond what it was before.
But the Flame Demon God had no intention of dodging. He covered his eyes with both hands, and purple light flashed under his palms, as if he was healing his injured eyes.
In this way, large pieces of wind blades slashed into various parts of the Flame Demon God's body like rain hitting a fence.
There was a loud "ding-dong" sound, and the yellow wind blades burst out countless balls of yellow light on the body of the Flame Demon God, and then were bounced away one after another, unable to hurt the Flame Demon God at all.
Not only the black armor, but the exposed skin of the Flame Demon God also seemed to be extremely hard, without even a single white mark left.
"I have cultivated my Pan Wang Da Li magic power to the highest level. I am invulnerable to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. Do you think a mere wind blade can hurt me?" The Flame Demon God released his hands that were covering his eyes and laughed grimly.
His eyes have recovered, and two balls of purple light are shining on his eyes, blocking out the surrounding five-colored spiritual smoke.
However, before he could finish his words, he felt a chill in his nostrils, and two flashes of yellow light shot in, mixed with large pieces of yellow sand.
The Flame Demon's eyes suddenly widened, as if he was about to do something, but the next moment his eyes became blurry and his body became even stiffer.
At this moment, the five-colored spiritual smoke beside the Flame Demon God fluctuated, and Shen Luo's figure flashed out. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his hands quickly made hand gestures. The surging magic power in his body was injected into the purple gold bell more frantically.
All the spiritual patterns on the purple gold fire bell lit up, and the entire bell became translucent.
With a light "puff" sound, a bright and dazzling red flame shot out from the fire bell. After a spin, it turned into a red lotus about ten feet in size.
This red fire lotus looked crystal clear, like pure jade. There was not much dazzling flame eruption, nor was there any hot breath leaking out. It lightly flew towards the head of the Flame Demon God.
If there was a person who was proficient in the power of fire here at this moment, he would be stunned with astonishment.
This is to refine all the impurities in the flame. The fire power must be extremely pure. The purest flame can only be formed under infinite restraint. From the perspective of fire control ability, it can be regarded as the highest realm.
Many monks who specialize in the power of fire spend their entire lives pursuing this realm.
“The purest flame! Even if I practice the Xuantian Fire Controlling Art for a hundred years, I may not be able to condense this purest flame. The Purple Gold Bell can do it just by relying on the power of restriction. It is worthy of being the precious protective treasure of Avalokitesvara!” Shen Luo’s eyes lit up with joy, but his hands did not stop moving. He continued to use all his strength to drive the red fire lotus to attack the head of the Flame Demon God.