Chapter 889: Clan members help each other
"Don't worry, it's already the limit for him to control two puppet beasts with his spiritual sense. Fellow Daoist Zheng and I will hold him back. You guys take the opportunity to take the two puppet beasts into your hands."
Qi Wenyu observed the expressions of several people and immediately reminded them in a low voice.
Several people nodded silently.
"Go!"
The five people immediately rushed towards Feng Shaogong. Qi Yun and the other two gods dealt with the two puppet beasts together, while Qi Wenyu and Zheng Changhe dealt with Feng Shaogong.
Boom!
As soon as the few people fought, a huge explosion occurred.
Nine gods fought in the sky above the sea. For a while, the air waves swept all around, the waves were surging, the wind and clouds changed, and the whole space was shaking.
As expected of a late-stage god cultivator, Qi Wenyu and Zheng Changhe were extremely surprised.
Feng Shaogong's magic power was extremely deep, even deeper than the late-stage god cultivators they had seen, which proved that Feng Shaogong had been breaking through for a long time.
Feng Shaogong forced a fight with the two men and retreated quickly.
He stretched out his hand and a black banner with a gleaming light appeared in his hand.
The black banner was painted with various strange poisonous patterns such as poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, toads, etc., there were hundreds of them.
This was his life-long magic weapon, the Hundred Poison Banner.
Feng Shaogong waved the flag, and a large area of poisonous fog filled the void. In the poisonous fog, there were poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, poisonous ants, poisonous spiders, and densely packed poisonous creatures flooded like a group of flood beasts.
Qi Wenyu and Zheng Changhe's faces changed slightly, and they all offered magic weapons to meet the enemy.
Qi Wenyu's magic weapon was a golden bell. He urged his magic power to inject it into it. The bell hummed, and a circle of light golden halo spread out.
Zheng Changhe stood on the top of the dragon head, holding a blood-red long knife, and slashed fiercely.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The blood-red sword energy was crisscrossing, and the golden halo collided with the poisonous fog, making bursts of explosions.
On the other side, Qi Yun and a clan elder teamed up to deal with the bird puppet.
But the bird puppet at this moment looked a little clumsy. Not only could it not cast spells, but even its flight was shaky, as if it would fall into the sea in the next moment.
The humanoid puppet on the other side was not much different, because Feng Shaogong's attention was all on dealing with Zheng Changhe and the other two, as well as a dragon.
The two people and the dragon together were equivalent to three mid-stage spirit cultivators, which involved most of his mind, causing his control over the puppet beast to be much weaker.
In other words, Feng Shaogong was now equivalent to fighting one against six, and the pressure was not small.
The bird puppet's movements became slower and slower. Seeing this, Qi Yun immediately sacrificed a large white net, emitting a chilling cold air.
With a "whoosh", the white net covered the bird puppet. The bird puppet wanted to dodge, but its speed was extremely slow.
With a "crackling" sound, the bird puppet was immediately covered by the net, and the cold air spread. The bird puppet was frozen into an ice block in a short while.
"Hahaha!"
Qi Yun laughed loudly. A fifth-level puppet beast was more precious than the Tongtian Lingbao.
The elders next to him also breathed a sigh of relief and were very happy.
"Yun'er, you put it away first! I'll go help the seventh elder."
"Okay!"
Qi Yun's face was happy. It seemed that this puppet beast might belong to him.
He stretched out his hand and the white net flew towards him with the bird puppet.
Suddenly, a green light fell from the sky and landed on the white net, and then the net exploded with a bang.
A dragon claw fell from the sky and grabbed the frozen bird puppet in his hand.
"Who?"
Qi Yun was startled and looked up.
A majestic old man in a green robe stood in the air, holding a puppet beast in his hand.
"Who are you?"
Qi Yun's face was ugly. The other party dared to snatch his flying bird puppet.
"Who am I?"
The green-robed old man snorted coldly: "How can you take away the things of my Li family?"
"Li family?"
Qi Yun frowned. He had never heard of it.
A shrill scream sounded. Qi Yun looked and saw the body of the elder who fought with him separated, and the Nascent Soul was held in the hands of a golden-robed man.
After the golden-robed man did all this, he immediately attacked another elder of the Qi family.
Qi Yun realized that something was wrong and turned around to escape, but unfortunately the green-robed old man came prepared.
When his fingers flipped, countless talismans flew, and soon formed a large formation to trap him.
"Talisman formation?"
Qi Yun was surprised again, but he had no time to be surprised.
The space changed, and soon he appeared in a volcano, surrounded by magma, and the scorching temperature made people's skin burn.
He shook his sleeves, and a flying sword fell into his hand. He raised his hand and swung it towards the sky.
Swish!
A sharp sword energy instantly cut through the void, causing the space to shake.
At this moment, the volcano began to shake, and soon, dozens or even hundreds of fire dragons spewed flames and killed Qi Yun.
"Looking for death!"
Qi Yun shouted, and the flying sword in his hand kept slashing down.
Each sword beam had the power to destroy the world, crushing all the fire dragons.
Rumble...
However, after the fire dragons died, another batch of identical fire dragons soon appeared again.
This cycle repeated itself, and finally, after three times, Qi Yun was burned to ashes because his mana was exhausted.
The old man in green robe sensed that Qi Yun's breath disappeared, and he waved his sleeves lightly, and the formation dispersed. There was only a storage ring on the spot, and nothing else.
He put away the storage ring and turned to help others.
On the other side, Feng Shaogong's pressure was greatly reduced because of Li Xinpeng's help. Now he was alone to deal with Zheng Changhe and Jiaolong.
The void fluctuated, and a huge fist shadow suddenly appeared, going straight for Feng Shaogong's head.
Feng Shaogong reacted very quickly and slapped out with one palm.
"Bang!"
The fist shadow was shattered.
A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Jiaolong swung its tail and hit Feng Shaogong heavily.
Feng Shaogong's figure shook, turned into a wisp of poisonous smoke and disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had come behind Zheng Changhe.
A red talisman appeared in his hand, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and the red talisman quickly burned, and then burst into a dazzling brilliance.
Boom!
A huge red beam of light shot up into the sky, transforming into a 100-foot-long flaming bird that flew towards Zheng Changhe.
The blazing heat caused the sea to evaporate continuously, and the space to shake.
Zheng Changhe's face was solemn. He was sure that this kind of talisman was definitely not made by people from the lower world. In other words, they had offended a family that they shouldn't have offended.
"Human and beast are one!"
He growled, pinched the spell, and turned into a spiritual light that merged into the dragon.
"Roar!"
The dragon roared, and its aura rose steadily, and soon it reached the late stage of transformation.
Feng Shaogong was surprised. He didn't expect this person to have such magical powers.
The dragon roared to the sky, and thousands of feet of sea waves rose out of thin air, covering the sky and the earth and pressing straight towards the flaming bird.
"Boom!"
The two powerful auras collided with each other, setting off a violent gust of wind that swept in all directions.
The flame bird wailed and turned into a red talisman with a dim spiritual light. When the wind blew, it turned into ashes and dissipated.
The white dragon's scales were torn and bloody. It was seriously injured, but it was still extremely ferocious.
